Chapter 54 The Three Sons Meet for the First Time, Peruvier Breaks Through the Door...
On an ordinary morning, Little Fimi got up and walked into the restaurant in an ordinary way.
"Good morning, Brother En... Waaah!"
Not ordinary at all!
With a loud shout, all sleepiness vanished, and little Fimi looked in horror at the two people at the dining table.
"Guest, guest!?"
Where did you come from?!
"Ha...Wow!"
Linni was startled to a halt by a scream as she was halfway through her yawn. "Do I look scary?!"
No, no, no, it's not because of that that I'm scared!
Fimini held onto the kitchen door, looking at Linnie and Lynette with a bewildered expression.
In my memory, if a child suddenly appeared as a guest at our house, it was probably because his/her parents had brought him/her to collect a debt... Ugh!
"Hello, Fimini."
But the woman next to me was so gentle, and her eyes were as clear as water, showing no sign of disdain.
"Do you remember me? I'm Lynette."
"Oh, I really don't remember. It's because we changed clothes, isn't it?"
This young man, too, although he has a similar temperament to a giant crab, a giant crab is a thousand times better than a knife ray that suddenly attacks.
"Hello~ I'm Linni~"
Hello...
They don't look like debt collectors.
Looking at Mainkuhn's busy figure in the kitchen, little Femini mustered up a little courage:
"I am Fimini..."
How should we treat ordinary guests?
Would you like tea and snacks? Or drinks and candy?
Mom, Mom never taught me this—
"Brother En—"
The human child, pleading for help from the half-demon, cried out for assistance.
"......"
With three breakfasts in hand, Mainkuhn quickly emerged from the kitchen.
[ah. ]
First, gently tap the back of the chair with your fingernail to signal the child to return to their seat.
"Guest, guest..."
[You're not a guest, Fimini.]
Fimini saw his taciturn guardian bring four fingers together, open his palm, and point at Linni:
"elder brother."
Then he pointed to Lynette:
"elder sister."
"......"
Huh?!
"Oh, I knew it..."
Linni, who was standing next to him, slapped his forehead and raised his hand, revealing a leather holster at his waist.
"He didn't say a word, I thought I had misunderstood..."
"Brother, I'm so worried."
Little Lynette, who was starving, had already started drinking her own cup of goat's milk.
Speaking of which...
The square table is large enough for four people to eat at the same time.
So, why doesn't Mr. En eat with us?
Why aren't you eating?
Linnie shared the same doubts and picked up a slice of toast with some skepticism.
Judging from the current situation, Mr. En has no reason to administer the drug. Could it be that it doesn't taste good?
"Snap." Biting.
"......"
What?!
This is absolutely delicious!
Being adopted for this meal alone would be worth it—it's practically a free meal and a free ride! No, no, I can't be this shameless!
"I can wash the dishes! I'll do it in a bit!"
Linni was the first to take on the job.
"I can do that too, I can wash it too."
Lynette was a little slow to react.
"Um, um..."
Fimini hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
"You're so short, forget it. You probably can't even reach the pool while standing on a stool."
"Um, what I meant was..."
Fimi's eyes darted around as she spoke with difficulty:
"...Do you know how to use a dishwasher?"
"......"
For the Gemini Magicians, who were sleeping on the streets the day before, the answer was obvious.
"So, so I'll do the washing..."
"no!"
Linni sized up Fimini's short stature and looked at Mainkuen with strong disapproval:
"Doing housework is still a bit too early for him, so could you teach me how to use that machine?"
[no. ]
Mainkuhn silently shook his head in refusal.
Why?!
because.
because...
Ugh, I don't want to say why.
"...Because Brother En doesn't know how to use it either."
Little Femini didn't understand the half-demon's dilemma, and simply answered honestly:
“Mingming, I’ve already taught him fifty times.”
"......"
Huh?
Linnie and Linette glanced at little Femini, who was barely taller than a chair, and then at the quiet, mysterious, and reliable-looking boy with droopy ears sitting beside them.
That's outrageous!
"Washing machine, iron, hair dryer, vacuum cleaner."
One after another, completely unfamiliar names came from the mouth of the little child in front of me:
"No matter how I teach them, they can't remember the buttons. Sometimes they'll suddenly throw away the appliance and run away."
Little Femini became increasingly resentful as she spoke, and her gaze towards Mainkuhn was filled with frustration:
"Why."
“.
Mainkuhn silently moved his head away, his ears nervously tucked back.
"!"
Almost instantly, Gemini completely changed their perception of Fimini.
I don't know how it happened, but—
This little guy can sometimes be even more imposing than Mr. En!
"brother!"
Linnie grabbed his hand, her eyes sparkling:
Teach me!
"Brother, you beat me to it again..."
"Huh, is it teaching mechanical tools? Great, that's all I know how to do..."
The three children ran out of the restaurant playfully fighting, while Leumain-Kuhn remained alone, lost in thought.
The friendship between human children.
It's indeed very easy to develop.
It's much simpler than their adult forms.
"......"
If I were gone one day, it wouldn't seem like a big deal.
"......"
Damn it, it's not because I'm stupid that I can't use furniture!
It's just that the mechanical gears inside are too noisy.
*
"Mainkuhn!"
The black-and-white-haired girl kicked open the door to the half-demon's house. The servant's X-form pupils twisted, almost spitting out tangible fury:
"Explain yourself clearly, what kind of good deeds you did last night!"
"Waaah—"
She was greeted by the children's innocent screams.
Arecino looked closely and saw three light-haired children in pajamas sitting in a row on the carpet, looking at her in panic.
Good morning, Fimini, and two new friends.
Arecino suppressed her chaotic anger, and her face regained its elegant coolness.
"Where is your brother En?"
"Father, sister, sister, he, he's in the kitchen."
"Yeah."
She nodded calmly, and then bent the clothesline by the door into a more convenient shape.
Squeak—
"I need to talk to him about something, so it might get noisy."
"Well..."
Staring at the gleaming metal surface, Fimini dared not utter a word, only watching in horror as she strode menacingly toward the kitchen in her sharp high heels.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
It’s over!
Brother En, run!
"Who is this, Fimini?"
Linni immediately came up with a reasonable explanation:
"Mr. En's enemy!?"
"It shouldn't be, brother."
Lynette's cat-like eyes widened in fright, but she remained relatively calm:
"Is she...Fimini's father's sister??"
What kind of family relationship is this?
"Pepe—wait for me—"
Suddenly, a pink-haired girl appeared outside the door, panting and leaning against the doorframe.
"Good morning, Fimini...wait, wait, wait??"
One, two, three... Did Fimmini split apart?
She stretched out her fingers, counting the children in front of her, and then focused on the cat ears on Lynette's head.
The soft, fuzzy hair inside the ear...
"H-hello?"
Lynette felt a chill run down her spine from the stare, and her tail twitched slightly.
Exactly the same! Exactly the same!
Clementine rushed into the kitchen and immediately saw the droopy-eared boy being pinned against the wall and interrogated by Peruvieri:
"Didn't we tell you to notify us immediately if anything happens? Do you know that almost all the newspapers changed their headlines this morning?!"
"Little Maine!"
She kicked Arecino away and instead pressed her hands firmly against the half-demon's shoulders:
Even if one's childhood was unhappy, and one wants to make amends—
Mainkun leaned against the wall, staring blankly through his mask at Clementine's face, a mixture of emotions welling up inside her, her eyes brimming with tears.
"You can't just snatch someone else's cat or kittens and raise them!"
Mainkuhn: "??"
Arecino: "......"
"Whose is that? I'll take you back home and apologize properly..."
The servant tried to hold back, but he couldn't.
"Smack!"
A loud slap landed hard on the back of Clementine's head.
"It hurts, it hurts!"
"Wake up and think about it carefully."
Peruvelle showed no mercy:
"Is Mainkuhn that kind of person?"
Yes, yes, yes.
Mainkuhn nodded slowly in agreement:
I would never snatch a human child; they're probably too busy doing so to help...
"hehe."
Peruvéli glared at him and spoke coldly:
"Do you think he didn't steal it just because he didn't wear cat ears?"
......
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*
Donatello hasn't gotten up early to work in a long time.
"Dad, why are you up so early?"
So much so that when his youngest daughter, Xia Wore, was woken up by the sound of things being packed, she was still half-asleep.
"It's only four o'clock." His wife didn't realize it either.
Lynx!
Damn it!
Donatello rushed into the scene precisely at 4:10, staring at the room full of dismembered bodies, trembling all over.
Hasn't it been silent for a long time?
Hasn't he not committed a crime in a long time?
You little brat, you managed to hold it in and end up with a huge one! You wretched thing!
"Special Patrol Team, we can't say things so early."
The garrison captain, Ruge, with dark circles under his eyes, spoke softly beside him:
“Lynxes always write their own criminal declarations at the crime scene, but this time there wasn’t a single word on the wall.”
"In my opinion, it's not him."
"What do you know about slimes! I'm in charge of every single lynx case!"
Donatello pointed at the body parts and began to curse:
"Look at the direction in which the muscle fibers have been torn, look at the extent of the bone fracture!"
"No doubt about it, it's that little rascal! Are there any eyewitnesses?!"
"without."
...Since you're in charge of every lynx case...
Does that mean you have dozens of unsolved cases piling up in your hands?
Looking at the special patrol team leader with pity, Rougete shrugged helplessly:
"By the time the special patrol team arrived, the murderer had already fled, and we didn't see anything."
"Sigh, just like before, he runs incredibly fast."
Donatello rubbed his forehead in exasperation, then caught a glimpse of the bag in Rouge's hand out of the corner of his eye:
"What's this? A trench coat? A scarf? Yours?"
He was about to move closer when he smelled a strong stench of alcohol:
"Ugh—you weren't dragged to work halfway through your drinking session, were you? You're neglecting your duties!"
"Why be so serious, sir?"
Luger chuckled and switched the bag to his other hand:
"Thanks to a certain serial killer, the security situation in Fontaine has been exceptionally good these past few months, hasn't it? So what if I have a drink at my desk?
"......"
Donaté's gaze toward the captain of the guard slowly turned cold.
"Are you praising the lynx's actions? Because he used illegal and brutal methods to tear apart so many villains?"
Oh dear, another rigid fellow.
“You’re too nervous, sir. I’m simply happy to be the beneficiary.”
Luger smiled, but his eyes held a sharp edge.
"No matter what, you can't deny it."
"After several twisted corpses with bloated stomachs, the number of Les merchants in Fontaine decreased by almost 50%, and no one dared to openly sell these contrabands anymore."
"After several headless corpses whose heads were smashed by Mora, the mysterious disappearances of women and children almost disappeared. Even if they did appear, they were quickly proven to be just domestic disputes."
"Kidnapping, robbery, murder, where have all those cases gone? Mr. Donatello, thanks to a wild beast, the Rose Society of the Grey River is so idle they'd almost be growing flowers."
"Guards, your thoughts are dangerous—"
"Hey, wait a minute."
Suddenly, Rougete raised his hand and plucked a long hair from Donatello's neck.
A woman's long hair, belonging to the wife of the special patrol team leader.
People in our line of work, do we even have time to crave a lover's embrace?
"It seems you've benefited quite a bit from it too."
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Author's note: I've been a bit busy lately... Sorry...
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