What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"Brother, isn't Saya here?" Philbert looked around the room.

Alvin withdrew his gaze from the candy on the table and silently put it into his drawer.

"Just left."

Filbert cried out in pain, "Ah... one step slower..."

"Okay." He seemed to have realized the reality that he couldn't catch Saya, and he couldn't sit still and started wandering around Alvin's office again.

"Brother, I heard from Mother that your birthday is coming soon! Is there anything you want?"

Alvin put on his glasses, a smile on his face, "Please keep it in mind, Philbert, but I don't need anything."

"You just came to the palace and don't have much money. Just accept my kindness."

"That won't do!"

Philbert was touching the leaves in the potted plant. When he heard this, he immediately got excited and his hand trembled. The leaf he had just touched left his mother's arms and landed in Philbert's palm.

Feeling guilty, Philbert's eyes moved around, and he expressed his opinion sternly and forcefully, his palms clenched into fists and withdrew them behind his back.

"How can this be? This is my first birthday with my brother!"

"Gifts are more about the heart than the form. Knowing someone cares about you is the best gift." Alvin adjusted his glasses. "Brother just doesn't want you to spend money."

Filbert seemed to be lost in thought. "Brother, I think I've heard that somewhere before... Oh! He said the same thing when we were celebrating Saya's birthday in the forest!"

"By the way, brother, you and Saya do have similar personalities!"

Alvin paused and looked at his younger brother, whom he didn't really know well.

"Oh? How do you say that?"

Philbert walked up to him, pulled the stool in front of him away and sat down, holding his chin with his hands, and carefully organizing his words.

"Ennnn, how should I put it? You're all so friendly to everyone, yet there's always a certain sense of distance... But no matter how you treat everyone, you'll always do your best to be good to them!"

"Although my brother didn't say it, I know that my return has caused him a lot of trouble."

For the first time, Alvin looked seriously at the smiling boy in front of him.

"I know I can't help my brother, but we are family. If Philbert can do it, Philbert will definitely go through fire and water for my brother."

"So just be prepared to accept my gift! But don't look down on me if it's not as valuable as others'!"

Looking at the silly boy in front of him, Alvin chuckled softly.

He seemed to understand why everyone liked him so quickly.

He showed his true feelings without any concealment and opened his heart to let people in. How could such a person be raised in the palace?

Alvin saw only one thing in him.

He was well protected and grew up being loved.

For children who grow up in love, even if they get lost, it is still a new journey.

He couldn't help but think of raising such a person, the fox who protected and loved him.

Do they look alike?

Maybe to a certain extent, they are the same kind of people.

But Alvin believed that they would not end up on the same path.

Because they all have their own clear routes.

And what you want.

Before leaving, Philbert admitted his mistake to Alvin and took out a handful of candy from his pocket to exchange for the leaves.

It was unknown how long after the person left, he opened the drawer and put in a handful of candies that were exactly the same as the one in the previous one.

He began to look forward to the future development of these two people.

Tsk tsk, the rose he raised with his own hands has different thoughts from his own. Will he choose to tolerate him or draw a clear line between them?