Lin Qiye walked up to Amamiya Haruki, looked him over carefully, and after confirming that he had no fatal wounds, he sat down next to him.

"How about it?"

"It consumed some lifespan, but it's no big deal."

Amamiya Haruki raised his head, looked at the backs of Yurina and Uncle Kyosuke walking together in the distance, and slowly spoke:

"What about you? Why did you come back with him?"

"We killed an oracle, but he blew himself up in the end. Uncle Kyosuke saved me."

"Have you asked him what's going on?"

"I asked, and it's pretty much what we thought..."

Amamiya Haruki, Lin Qiye, and Shen Qingzhu sat side by side in the corner. The first two were talking about the situation set by Yuri Heizhe, while Shen Qingzhu didn't understand what they were talking about at all. He just took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and exhaled a long puff of smoke...

…

On the drizzling street, Yurina and Uncle Kyosuke walked side by side. Yurina looked down at her toes, silent.

Uncle Kyosuke wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. After all, he owed Yurina too much. He could even guess what kind of image he had in Yurina's heart...

After hesitating for a long time, Uncle Kyosuke finally opened his mouth. No matter what the result was, no matter whether he could get Yurina's forgiveness, he hoped to explain it clearly to her.

Before he could finish his words, Yurina, who had been keeping her head down, suddenly spoke up:

"Dad, you must have had a hard time over the years, right?"

Uncle Kyosuke's body trembled.

Yurina took two steps forward and found that Uncle Kyosuke had not caught up with her. She turned her head slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice:

"I'm sorry, Dad...

I always thought that you were a scum who abandoned his wife and children, just like what was shown on TV, drinking, smoking, gambling all day long, owing a large debt outside, having another woman, and completely forgetting about me and my mother in Yokohama..."

Uncle Kyosuke was stunned for a long time, "What now?"

"I don't think so now." Yurina shook her head, her hair messy in the wind, "Although I haven't known him for a long time, but the uncle Kyosuke I know is a responsible, kind, and gentle man... If you were a father, you would definitely be the best dad in the world.

Although I don’t know what you’ve been through to become a fugitive and stay away from me and my mother, I believe you must have your own reasons…”

Uncle Kyosuke looked at Yurina with a complicated expression. He had fantasized about this day countless times, but he thought that today's conversation was destined to be an angry questioning. In the worst case, Yurina might even sever the father-son relationship with him.

But what he didn't expect was that Yurina would forgive him so easily and even apologize... Even though she didn't even know what happened, she was simply willing to believe him.

She is too considerate, or rather...she is too smart.

So smart it makes people feel sad.

"Do you want to know what happened?" Uncle Kyosuke asked, suppressing the sadness in his heart and forcing a smile.

"I do." Yurina paused, "But before that, I have a question..."

"What's the problem?"

"If I remember correctly, when you left home, Dad, I was less than five years old, right?" Yurina looked into Uncle Kyosuke's eyes, "Then how did you know I came to Osaka? You probably don't know what I'll look like when I grow up."

Uncle Kyosuke's mouth curled up slightly, "No, I know."

Seeing the confusion in Yurina's eyes, Uncle Kyosuke smiled. He solemnly took out a few photos from his arms and handed them to Yurina.

Yurina took the photos and flipped through them one by one, the confusion in her eyes becoming even stronger.

These are the photos taken on her birthday every year. In the photos, the young her always wears a birthday hat and a bright little skirt, stands in front of a big cake, puts her hands together, makes a wish, and then blows out the candles.

Seven years old, eight years old, nine years old... twelve years old.

All the photos from each year are here.

"Were these sent to you by your mother?" Yurina's eyes were filled with more doubt. She seemed to have thought of something and shook her head. "Impossible... My mother passed away when I was nine years old. My grandmother Tsuru spent all my birthdays with me. She didn't know how to use a camera at all..."

“No, I took these.”

"You took the photo?" Yurina was stunned. "But you never came back for my birthday..."

"Just because you didn't see me doesn't mean I'm not here." Uncle Kyosuke put his hand on the hilt of [Mysterious Eye], a smile appeared on his face, and he said with some pride: "Little Yuuri, your dad has never missed any of your birthdays..."

Yurina held the photos in her hands, her eyes reddened again, "Then, since you are here, why don't you see me?"

"I'm afraid that if I see you, I won't be able to leave." Uncle Kyosuke said helplessly, "In the face of his daughter's tears and pleading, few fathers can be so hard-hearted... But if I don't leave, it will only bring you danger."

Yurina pursed her lips and tears welled up in her eyes. She gritted her teeth, ran quickly to Uncle Kyosuke, and rushed into his arms.

Uncle Kyosuke hugged her gently, his eyes full of love.

"Then...will you leave me in the future?" After a long time, Yurina looked up at Uncle Kyosuke, tears rolling in her red eyes, "Dad, please don't leave..."

Uncle Kyosuke looked into her eyes silently. After an unknown amount of time, he smiled and nodded.

"good……"

Hearing these words, a smile finally appeared on Yurina's face. She buried her head in Uncle Kyosuke's arms and rubbed her tears on his sequined suit, laughing as she rubbed them.

"Dad, the way you look now is fake, right? I want to see what you looked like originally..." Yurina seemed to have thought of something.

Uncle Kyosuke's expression was a little tangled, "Yuuri, Daddy's face was injured...it would scare you."

"I don't care." Yurina said stubbornly, "I don't dislike my father's appearance!"

Uncle Kyosuke sighed helplessly under Yurina's persistence. He reached out to the handle of the [Mysterious Eye] sword at his waist and touched it gently.

"Oh well……"

A psychedelic light flashed, and Uncle Kyosuke's appearance gradually changed, turning into a strange face.

It was the face of a middle-aged man. Compared with Uncle Kyosuke, he was younger and his face was more symmetrical. It was a standard golden ratio face with handsome features. His beautiful eyes were full of the depth and melancholy of a mature man. But in terms of facial features, he looked even more refined than Lin Qiye!

However, on his forehead and left cheek, three hideous bloody marks seemed to be branded into his flesh, completely ruining his face, turning him from a handsome man who could capture the hearts of thousands of women into the appearance of a fierce and terrifying villain. Even if you just walked up and took a look, you would be frightened and unable to look directly at him.

In Uncle Kyosuke's arms, Yurina looked up at this face for a long time, and a bright smile appeared on her face:

"What? Dad, you're so handsome, okay? And you're even prettier than Brother Nanaye!"