Chapter 218 The Birth of a Half-Demon, Father, Mother, and Newborn...

The story of Little Sun and Azhu has come to an end.

In my memory, Yae no Miko took away two boxes: one containing a man with golden eyes, and the other containing a cat.

“A-Zhu is alright, he was human when he died, but Little Sun’s remains are completely soaked in resentment, so I have to place them in the shrine for purification to prevent them from turning into a demon again in the future.”

In reality, Yaegami Tsukasa's calm voice echoed in the opera house, announcing the final outcome.

…

"They escaped as a pair of people and a cat, but now there's only one left... Miyoko must be very sad."

The fact was that no one could do anything about it, and they could only cast helpless glances at Nasita.

"Could you check on Miyoko's condition? Ah, it seems there are no remains here to act as a medium. Is it still possible to release her memories?"

"It's true that there are no remains, and I don't want to disturb the peace of the deceased, but that doesn't mean their memories have been cut off."

Nasita presented the tyrant's severed arm and held it in her small hand.

"At that time, Mainkuhn's original body had already taken shape in the world."

“My child…A-Zhu…”

The woman in my memory, protecting her lower abdomen, led a small number of remaining soldiers, fleeing from the pursuit time and time again.

"She can't hold on much longer."

Sino, with his extensive experience in pursuit, shook his head and made a conclusion after just one glance.

"First her cat friends who have been with her all this time, then her lover with whom she spends every day, the successive losses have already left her heartbroken. Now she is pregnant, and she is homeless and living a life of constant wandering."

Seno was right. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and even when her followers cried out, "We've been mistaken for the accomplices of a monster!", her eyes remained unmoved.

It's like my heart has died.

But he did not die.

"Lady Miyoko, let's abort that child. After all, we can't be sure what kind of animal it is..."

When the third-rate doctor trembled as he offered his advice, Miyoko flew into a rage like a lioness protecting her cubs.

"You dare touch the last thing Ah Zhu left me? I'll kill you!!"

"Okay, okay!!"

The treasure, believed to be from a child born after her death, was Miyoko's last obsession.

“This is my child with Azhu, absolutely, the human child I conceived while he was alive…”

She read and laughed at the same time, and when she was happy, she could eat more.

Seeing their mother's smile, the people of Sumeru confirmed their suspicions once again.

"Mainkuhn was indeed born of love."

This fact, however, did not bring them joy; even the wisest scholars could not offer words of comfort.

"How many seconds could that love last after Mainkun's birth..."

A brilliant mind often brings more worries.

Did she know that the monster she eliminated was transformed from the remains of the Little Sun?

Miyoko did not answer, and the scholars could not identify her either.

"...I really hope she never finds out."

Miyoko rarely mentions monsters, seemingly wanting to completely forget the monster who looks just like her husband, but her followers won't allow it.

"When I went out to collect supplies, I heard some strange rumors." The farmer looked timidly at Miyoko, noticing her haggard face and slightly protruding belly. "My lady, I heard that you are the eldest daughter of the Yuishin family, a noble Onmyoji, and that the Bamboo Demon was once your servant..."

"Shut up, I'm not, and neither is he."

Miyoko replied coldly.

"..."

This was true, but the farmer's eyes clearly showed many more concerns.

A few days later, he came again, followed by several equally anxious companions: "My lord, some people say that the Bamboo Demon was originally a shikigami subdued by the Korekami family, and that he tricked you into releasing him with love..."

"Can't you use your brain for once! Do you think this is reasonable??"

The gentleness that once graced Miyoko's face was fading; she roared:

"You've had personal contact with him for years, you blind man! Can't you tell if your leader is human or a monster?"

"But...but that's what everyone outside says—"

"Foolish fool who just parrots others!"

"It was a rumor that the Divine Child spread last time!"

Gan Yu immediately recognized it, "But why would there be such a rumor that completely covers up the truth!"

"What we want is to cover up the facts."

The fox sighed softly.

"Sister Gan Yu, think about it, for the powerful and wealthy, is it better to kill a monster or a rebel who cares about the people?"

The answer is obvious, but Xiao still has questions.

"I don't understand why these followers would believe this." Xiao pointed at the farmers. "Is the past we spent together less credible than rumors? No matter what happens, I will always believe in the Emperor!"

"Ha ha."

Upon hearing this, Zhongli gently patted his shoulder.

"If everyone had a firm will like the Great Sage, there would surely be fewer deceit and betrayal in the world."

"I said no!!!"

After screaming and clarifying for what felt like the umpteenth time, Miyoko woke up from her dream and saw a familiar figure in front of her.

"Miyoko."

The man's upper body was almost torn apart, and he was leaning against a wheelchair, yet he was still alive.

“Come to your father.”

"...Why did you find this place! Why did you find this place?! I set up a formation!"

"Why do you think there can only be one traitor in this world, Miyoko?"

The crippled sea monster gestured with its eyes for the farmer to come forward and restrain his daughter, who was on the verge of madness.

"Look, no one ever cares about your ideals and freedom."

"Yes! You're lying! Ah Zhu cares! We're of one mind and have been together all the way... Get out! Don't touch me!"

"Miyoko-sama..."

Amidst the violent struggles, the Sea Demon was carefully pushed out of the tent by its servants.

"Fortunately, that monster was mindless. I held my breath and pretended to be dead, and it actually thought I was really dead. Otherwise, how would I have had the chance to capture her again?"

After a moment of relief, Hai Luan Gui began to contemplate his future path.

Continue building your reputation in Inazuma? No, let's hide abroad until the chaos subsides, treat it as a vacation.

...Fontaine's mechanical skills are quite good; perhaps a decent prosthetic limb could be fitted.

His future was so promising that he even smiled when he looked at his rebellious daughter, while he scolded his cash cow:

"If you just obediently live the life of a noble lady, wouldn't you avoid all these problems?"

"...Damn it! That old bastard—"

Leosley didn't know who had sworn out in court.

Regardless of who it was, Leosley was understanding and even wanted to buy him some throat lozenges so he could rant a little longer.

"Why isn't there any good news at all? Not even a single plot twist?" Paimon cried, heartbroken. "I wanted to see justice prevail over evil, I wanted to see lovers finally get together, but there's nothing like that!!"

"..."

Lei remained silent, watching the images quietly, as if she were learning about her own country for the first time.

“I have really done many wrong things, God Child.”

"Oh."

The stragglers sneered from afar.

"Get out! Get out!"

After that, Miyoko was all alone. She once held a razor blade to her artery and threatened the doctor who had been called in to perform an abortion.

"If you want to kill my child, kill me first!!!"

She protested repeatedly until her belly was so swollen that there was no longer any possibility of forcibly aborting the pregnancy.

"Young Miss, why are you doing this to yourself?"

Of all the people, only her former wet nurse shed tears for her.

"You are so noble, how can you allow a servant to taint your bloodline? Even if the child is born, the master will not let him inherit the family fortune, and it may not even be a human child!"

"...You don't understand anything."

Miyoko had lost a lot of weight, her eyes were sunken, but when she looked at her abdomen, she radiated a loving light.

"This is my only hope, my child, his continuation."

"This child will have lovely golden eyes and a beautiful face..."

"Yes, Miss, you're right."

The wet nurse felt sorry for her and, wiping away her tears, tried to coax her into talking more.

"What name do you want to give this child? This is a gift that will accompany you for a lifetime, so it should be given carefully."

"I've already thought it through."

As expected, Miyoko became happy and touched her belly, saying, "When the baby is born, I will call him that name!"

“Duke, do you remember when you found Maine?” Navelette asked.

"Hold on."

Leosley watched intently as time accelerated, and the leaves outside the window grew increasingly lush until they reached their peak.

"Right now."

He repeated it confidently.

"Right now."

"Miss Miyoko!!!"

Screams and groans filled the room as the wet nurse held tightly to Miyoko's withered arm, desperately trying to encourage her.

Please! Hang in there!

Miyoko's birth was difficult, possibly due to her weak body, the unusual nature of the fetus, or her father's reluctance to take her to the hospital for fear of revealing his identity.

"Wow--"

When the faint cries finally rang out in the room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's Mainkuhn!"

"Give me the child!"

The audience and the frail mother jostled to stand up and see the baby being hastily tucked into a towel by the servant.

"This, this—"

The servant hesitated and dared not agree.

"Give it to me!!!"

A spurt of blood splattered on the ground.

"yes!"

Miyoko snatched the child away, ignoring his resemblance to her own face, and pried open the baby's tightly closed eyelids to confirm his identity.

"……Very good."

She was almost moved to tears, and couldn't bear to part with it.

"It's golden! It's his child! A boy! Just a little small!"

"Awoo!"

The baby's crying suddenly became much stronger, and Miyoko quickly picked him up and gently soothed him.

"My darling...my baby..."

She tried to comfort her, but then her voice trailed off.

Because Miyoko saw that in those unclosed golden eyes, the round pupils slowly condensed into vertical lines under the light.

"..."

Turning his little head around, you could see his bald ear stuck to the back of his head by amniotic fluid.

Perhaps due to poor development, the baby has no baby hair on its head.

Otherwise, she would see a bright orange.

"Waaah..."

The baby's crying immediately subsided.

"No, no..."

Miyoko shoved him away, knocking him to the ground.

"This is not what I want!!! God! You can't fool me like this! At least leave me one—"

"ah!!!"

The servant, who had been standing there dumbfounded, could no longer bear it and stormed out the door.

"Master! The young lady has indeed given birth to a demon's child!"

"Young Miss! Young Miss! It's alright, calm down!" The wet nurse comforted her, crying, and placed the silent baby on her lap. "This is your flesh and blood too! It's no different! Didn't you name him? Call him, call him..."

"It's not for him, that's not what I want, that's not what I want..."

The baby's animal ears dried and slowly stood up, revealing a familiar outline to Miyoko.

"Little Sun..."

Miyoko never revealed the name she had given her until her death.

The baby lay on her chest, panting for a while, its skin turning purple, looking like it was about to die as well.

The one who was most furious and regretful was actually the crippled sea monster, who used his only remaining left hand to lift the baby by its bald tail:

"She's dead? Damn it! I raised her for nothing! Throw this brat away! Throw him into the Gray River! Don't let me see him again!"

"..."

The following images unfolded as Leosley remembered.

The cat-eared baby, deprived of love, could only wriggle helplessly in the garbage bag, unable to cry out. The rustling sound attracted the attention of its younger self as it passed by.

Of course, at first he just thought there might be some kind of pet there, and he only wanted to say something to scare the irresponsible owner, the servant who abandoned the baby.

"I hesitated for a long time back then about whether or not to take him home."

The final result is something everyone has already seen.

"Woohoo! Hahaha!"

The dying baby recovered for a while and then started laughing, patting little Leosley's face with his delicate paws, wanting to play with him and interact with him.

"He's alive... he's alive again..."

Paimon patted his chest in relief, looking at the lively baby with lingering fear.

"If we hadn't gone through the trial, we wouldn't have had to save anyone."

"It's too easy to die," Villette thought, recovering from her precarious state, and expressed her feelings to Leosley:

"In a sense, you could be considered his second mother."

"Mother?...Alright, I'll take it as a compliment."

More than these things, Leosley had something else on his mind, and he cracked his knuckles.

"I'm sorry, I'm usually very kind to disabled people, but is that old disabled man from Inazuma dead?"

"I just sent someone to investigate, and the results should be out soon... Oh, just in time."

Navilette took the file from Melousin's hand and opened it to examine it:

"...A dismembered body was found in the Grey River. The deceased is suspected to be Inatsuma, and the suspect is a pink-haired woman who was passing by. The case remains unsolved?"

Yae no Miko shrugged below, not even wanting to act, and said, "Just doing it."

She came to help Xiaotai find Miyoko; everyone remembers that promise.

"The deceased was an illegal immigrant and was not protected by Fontainebleau law."

Navelette immediately tore up the file, pretending she hadn't seen anything.

It was legal; seeking justice for illegal immigrants should have been the responsibility of their homeland. The files were invalidated before the god Inazuma, and Vilette didn't pursue the sins of the god's son. No one stopped her, no one objected. Only Paimon was somewhat confused about other things:

"Shouldn't a Maine Coon be an orange cat? Or a calico cat, a tabby cat, a white cat... basically a domestic shorthair cat, it shouldn't be a Maine Coon at all?"

"Ah, I have some ideas about that..."

Just as Leosley was about to answer, Narcida snapped the video onto the screen.

"...That's so convenient."

Léosley, arm in arm, looked at her younger self, helplessly holding the baby, her expression filled with worry:

"You're so small! It's easy to die if you're too small. Please don't be a kitten."

"Wow!"

But the baby was extremely small. His birth was a chance miracle, and maintaining that miracle was difficult enough; to expect him to be strong was a luxury.

"No, no, you need to be bigger."

Little Leosley shook his head, frowned, and struggled to hold him with both hands, flipping through the picture book with his toes.

"The Maine Coon is the largest cat breed..."

Driven by the purest desire for strength, the fragile children gave the abandoned children a new name.

"Alright then, I'll call you Mainkuhn."

The new love was intense, and Mainkuhn liked it, so his orange hair never grew back.

"Eeya!"

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Author's Note: This chapter contains repeated or partially repeated lines.

Chapter 138 once appeared—

"God, you can't fool me like this! At least leave me one!"

Four more chapters to go—

"Master! The young lady has indeed given birth to a demon's child!"

More from Chapter 4—

"You're so small! It's easy to die if you're too small. Please don't be a kitten."

"Maine Coon, the largest cat breed."

"Alright then, I'll call you Mainecoon."