Ever since Professor Callaghan's arrest and Baymax has been rebuilt, my friends and I have been helping out the people of San Fransokyo together. After all, that was what my brother, Tadashi, wanted to do. So with me riding on Baymax, Gogo Tomago skating away on her electromagnetic wheels, Honey Lemon creating chemical compound bombs on the fly, Wasabi dancing away with his laser-induced plasma blades, and Fred jumping and breathing fire all over the place, we couldn't have been a better representation of what Tadashi wanted. We did eventually stop a lot of crime in San Fransokyo, and everyone had been grateful to us since. I kept smiling whenever I heard that. Tadashi would be proud.

It has been a couple months now and there was this one day when I was working on a project for Alistair Krei in my garage back home. This was just so that his business could actually flourish again, after the portal that Callaghan rebuilt destroyed everything. It was a beautiful day outside with the sun shining and the snow glistening white, beckoning me to go outside and spend some time in the beautiful outdoors, but I had to remind myself that Krei needed those microbots. He needed his business up and running again, and since I was already finished with my projects at SFIT, what else can I do? It was definitely too early for another bot fight, and I already gave up on the sport anyway, after what happened the first time I went. As Tadashi once told me, I might as well just use that big brain of mines to help others, the same way he wanted to.

I didn't forget the last time Krei tried to make a deal with me, though, that night of the showcase.

"I would like to see your microbots at Krei Tech!" he told me. And dang, imagine all the money I could have had from the profit I would make when he shows the microbots to everyone! But then Callaghan had to oppose him because of something that Krei did that made him lose his daughter, as I figured out later. At the time, however, I rejected the offer, resulting in me making one of the biggest mistakes. Callaghan eventually took my microbots, killed Tadashi through setting the convention hall on fire, and then we all saw his bad side as we fought him for the sake of seeking revenge on Tadashi's death.

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I accepted Krei's offer initially.

Just as I was trailing away on my own train of thought, I heard the phone ring back in the house. Should I pick up? People rarely call us nowadays. The last time we ever used the phone, Aunt Cass was talking with our lawyer. Yeesh. I never paid attention to that conversation. I just walked away because it was about...well...Tadashi's death and stuff. He never left a will, which was funny, but probably understandable since he was still pretty young. Anyway, so now that I hear the phone ring, who could it be?

I went inside the house and picked up the phone. "Hello?" I asked cautiously into the mouthpiece.

"Hey. Are you a member of the Big Hero 6?" a woman's voice asked on the other end of the line.

Thank god, it wasn't Aunt Cass. She'd be freaking out if she knew I was working with a super hero team, continuously asking for my safety. "Yes I am," I answered.

"This is Hiro, right?" the woman inquired.

"Yes it is," I answered.

"I need your help," she said in a serious tone that actually made me listen. "There seems to be something weird going on in a back alley not too far from my house. Every day there seems to be some weird homeless person going in and out of a makeshift room with boxes and milk crates stacked all over. He looks starved, sick, and weak. I didn't dare go near him though. Who knows what kind of stranger I would meet? But what's strange is that every night when we go to bed, he always seem to say 'Hiro, I'm sorry' over and over in his sleep. I don't know what to do about it."

I pondered over the woman's situation. So this sounds more or less like a personal thing, and I shouldn't call the rest of the team to help. But if this person turned out to be someone who resents me, I would preferably have their backs. Besides, who knows who it might be? I encounter so many people throughout my life, so meeting any one of those people would either be awesome or awkward.

"That's...strange," I eventually concluded, after giving this some thought. "Whoever this homeless man was, I may have had some connection to him. Or he, me. Where do you live?" I asked her.

She quickly gave me her address. I realized she lived pretty close to the Institute, so we actually don't have a long way to travel.

"Thanks," I told her. "We will be there as soon as possible."

"Alright then, see you soon," the woman replied.

We hung up, and I headed back into the garage to summon Baymax, who was, of course at that moment, deactivated and asleep in his red case.

"Ow," I said.

The instance I gave the indication that I was hurt, Baymax unfolded from his red case and asked me, "What seems to be the trouble?"

"There's a woman who lives not too far from campus who needs our help. A strange homeless man seems to be giving her the creeps," I answered. "But that's not the only thing. This homeless man somehow has a connection to me. I don't know how."

Baymax thought about it. "That definitely sounds like an emergency," he said. "Let's call our friends."