Transmigrated into Conan, his ability is Rhodes Island

"Haruna, congratulations on graduating."

As soon as the priest finished speaking, the strangers were clearly taken aback, as if they had not been informed of such an emotional segment.

However, they quickly realized what was happening, stood up, stepped forward, and put on fake smiles, "enthusiastically" embracing Hina.

The girl had a strong mentality. Although she was flustered, she quickly calmed down. Her biggest worry was that her wildly beating heart would reveal her secret during the hug.

As the applause subsided, everyone wished the newly formed family a happy and fulfilling life.

“Vioune.” Hina heard the woman lower her voice, her tone quite dissatisfied. “Is this formality necessary? That person is pressing us hard, we need to hurry.”

The priest maintained his gentle smile, seemingly unperturbed. "Here, the broccoli grows, just as fruit sprouts from seed, blossoms, bears fruit, and finally ripens and falls. A perfect farewell is necessary."

The woman curled her lip, disgusted by the priest's lewd and vulgar language. "Seriously, has your brain been ruined by Dionesium too?"

The conversation ended quickly. During the conversation, the man checked his watch many times, but no one looked at Hina.

Hina thought to herself, "What terrible acting! Even Amuro's acting is just so indescribable."

Or rather, they simply didn't bother pretending in front of her. Hina was weak enough, so weak that she posed no threat whatsoever. The adults didn't even think she would notice anything amiss, much less cry for help. She would only feel grateful, like all the other children who had left before, dying in some unknown corner with a false hope.

What should she do? Run towards Amuro Tooru, shout for help, and expose the priests' evil deeds?

Hina looked up, and the man was looking down at his watch for the seventh time, his gaze meeting Hina's timid eyes.

The little girl reached out her hand, as if longing for love from her family, yet too shy to touch it. She only gently touched the man's right hand, which remained in his pocket.

The man staggered back as if electrocuted, while the little girl stood frozen, blinking. The man immediately realized he'd overreacted; almost everyone in the church was staring at him with bewildered looks. He hastily forced a smile and awkwardly ruffled Hina's hair with his right hand.

Hina took a deep breath; her heart had almost jumped out of her throat.

Through the fabric, she could clearly feel the sharp, metallic texture.

Hina had been watching DVDs donated by kind people in the library, including many currently popular Japanese gangster films—otherwise, she wouldn't have called Amuro Tooru "aniki" in such a strange way. In a flash, the correct answer came to her little brain: it was a gun.

Therefore, she couldn't just call for help recklessly... that would only push herself and her companions into an even more dangerous abyss.

……

At that time, the oldest child in the orphanage, Xun, was notified that he was about to "graduate." The children were both happy and sad. Xun was kind and gentle to everyone, and no child in the orphanage disliked him.

Hina secretly wiped away her tears in a secluded corner, which was discovered by Isao. He took Hina's hand and told her a story one last time.

"...Although the island is spring-like all year round, the growth cycle of some plants does not seem to follow the laws of nature; the birds sing beautifully, but if you listen carefully, you will find that their melodies are always exactly the same; even more strangely, the island's inhabitants never seem to talk about their past experiences, nor does anyone mention places outside the island."

"Lily built a small boat, which tossed and turned in the wind and waves. Gale-force winds, torrential rain, huge waves, and scorching sun seemed to be preventing her from moving forward..."

Finally, she arrived at the edge of the sky, where the sea and sky met. The sky looked like a blue sugar shell, within reach.

"In fact, she could indeed touch the sky, which was a well-disguised blue curtain. She groped her way up and finally found the steps leading up to a door that was as blue as the sky. As long as she pushed open the door, she could leave this place and go to the real world."

Isao suddenly stopped speaking at this point, while Haruna was listening intently and forgot even the sadness of parting.

"And then what?" Hina asked, her eyes sparkling as she held her breath and looked at Isao.

Isao's lips curled into a faint, yet helpless smile, one that Hina didn't understand at the time. He gently shook his head, gazing tenderly at Hina, and continued, "Then... Lily stood before that blue door, hesitating for a long time. She knew that the other side of the door was unknown, possibly filled with danger, or perhaps hiding the truth she had always longed to know."

"Lily eventually chose to push open that door. The world outside was completely different from what she had imagined. There, she encountered aliens with long, thin limbs and eyes the size of goose eggs. They told her that the outside world had changed and that this island was created by them to protect humanity."

Isao's voice softened: "Lily faced a difficult choice—whether to stay in this false yet perfect world or bravely face the truth outside. She thought of everyone on the island, perhaps including a little girl named Hina. In the end, Lily decided to help the aliens keep this secret because she wanted everyone to live happily, even if it meant sacrificing some... truth."

Xun Ge took a deep breath and continued, "Lily returned to the island and continued her life, living happily with her friends. But the view outside planted a small seed in her heart that one day she would find a way to allow everyone to freely choose their own way of life."

……

Then Hina smiled at the couple.

"Uncle and Aunt, thank you... but it was so sudden, I haven't had time to pack my things yet. Can I go back to my dorm to pack now? I'll be quick..."

The woman tried her best to suppress her impatience. "No need, we can buy new ones when we get home."

"Hey, can I just take the paper stars that Yusa gave me?" Hina looked at the priest for help.

She was stalling for time, buying as much time as possible for Amuro Tooru and his colleagues. She now fully understood Isao's helplessness back then. How many "Lilies" had discovered the truth, how many had chosen to remain silent forever, and how many had risked leaving the spark of hope to future generations.

The tall priest looked down at the little girl, the light shining through the window onto him, his shadow almost completely enveloping Hina.

The priest's voice was gentle and mellow. "Of course, it's your freedom."