The boy was nervous when he walked with the whole group behind everyone. However, he wasn't used to being blind yet. His imagination was excellent, but his imagination missed some details. Because he was either paying too much attention to the conversations, or trying too hard to concentrate on the stick he was walking with. Because of this, his pace slowed down. And when he started to realize what was left, he wanted to say so, but he was too shy to shout. So instead, he just remained silent, and then the voices stopped altogether. Jilly's positive voice was no longer heard nearby. The boy still managed to reach the village. Unlike other travelers, the Boy was probably the only one who looked natural and would not cause other residents any worries and or suspicions. Although obviously they would probably be curious about how a blind boy even got here from somewhere alive. The boy only knew that there were people around him. Which means he's in the village. His imagination was picturing his surroundings and he didn't know what to do. All he knows is that he needs to find a child. Probably the same age as himself. But where to go? The boy felt the warmth again in the area of his mother's locket. He saw in his imagination how a red thread appeared, binding his hand and flying in the air. He loved this color and realized that he needed to follow her. The red thread of fate led the boy forward, unaware of where this thread might lead him. However, he begins to feel a familiar feeling. Hunger. That's why he died in a previous life in the middle of a winter forest. He did not know that he had been reborn, and what a gift the goddess had given him. But how can a blind young homeless boy find food? He could ask for food from people, but the fear of adults still does not allow him to turn to ordinary passers-by. After all, in his previous life, he was unlucky with his surroundings and people visited the homeless and often beat him or shouted at him. The only thing he does is simply ignore the desire for hunger. It's his first day in this world. Therefore, his hunger was weak. For now...