Osiris watched as the cub remained buried tightly behind him, refusing to come out no matter how he turned around.
Osiris asked, "What's wrong?"
Actually, the cub's trick of playing dead didn't work, so the cub could only pretend it wasn't there.
He covered his ears, his little head filled with self-deceptive thoughts:
"Not here, not here, the baby isn't here."
Although Osiris didn't know why the little guy was so insistent, he could only go along with his own child.
"Okay, the baby's not here."
The cub felt perfectly covered when Osiris covered him with both hands, but his little tail and belly would sometimes mischievously peek out to assert his presence.
When the child realized that his fathers couldn't see him anymore, he secretly pried open Osiris's fingers to peek at his fathers' expressions.
When the boy realized that his fathers were still watching him, he immediately shrank back and closed Osiris's fingers.
Osiris was used to his child's strange behavior every day, but why did this little guy act so guilty and scared when he saw those kings, like a little mouse seeing a cat...
Osiris felt he was getting incredibly close to the truth.
However, the bad fathers, having developed a desire to tease their young, deliberately avoided revealing this to Osiris.
It also stems from xenophobia.
After all, the more people who know the truth, the more competitors there will be.
Those who don't understand the situation might find their newly acquired cubs snatched away one day.
These things can be used to play the victim in front of the cubs. The silly little cake only needs to be gently squeezed and it will obediently follow its father away.
The little boy also noticed that none of his fathers revealed his identity; instead, they all tacitly stayed by his side, making the atmosphere around him incredibly tense...
Osiris glanced at the kings, who were sitting leisurely and familiarly eating among a group of merfolk, and couldn't help but have a strange feeling, as if they were born to be here, and how could they act so naturally?
"Why are they acting like they're the kids' fathers?"
Osiris muttered something, which made the cub break out in a cold sweat.
That's enough. The current chaotic scene is already terrifying enough; let's not add any more people...
But when Emperor Chongle put down the grilled fish in his hand, the cub understood that his father must know what he was thinking.
Not only Emperor Chong Le, but every father knows his child very well, and the children know them too.
His capricious, terrifyingly controlling fathers watched him. These arrogant fellows maintained a superficial balance, but if anyone tried to sneak away, that balance would be shattered in an instant.
Then it will only be another bloody battle.
The cub didn't want them to fight, nor did he want his fathers to fight over him. He had no choice but to look at Shen Qianyu with pleading eyes.
The Orc King is not without temper. When the cub was tricked away by the young orc, Shen Qianyu punished him by taking off his gloves. The elder not only has tolerance, but also a heart full of suppressed longing and obsession.
Shen Qianyu asked him, "My dear child, now that things have come to this, who else do you want to ask for help?"
The cub gave up. Faced with several fathers who were obsessed with waiting for him, it was clear that silence and avoidance were not good solutions.
This will only lead to the fathers' emotional outburst after they break down.
So the cub had no choice but to come to his fathers. A small laurel wreath, representing the king, was pinned to his hair. He twirled around, his short, gradient blue fishtail swaying, and cautiously asked:
"Does the baby look good like this?"
The little guy curled up the tip of his tail: "Daddy, you can touch it."
It must be said that mermaids are indeed blessed with exceptional genes, which sculpt the already superior features of their offspring into even more perfect features. Coupled with their dreamlike fish tails, they don't look like creatures of this world at all.
It was more like a beautiful dream they had imagined.
But Long Qian was itching to touch the cub, but he said calmly:
"Which father are you calling?"
The cub was so embarrassed that it withdrew the tip of its tail.
The dads are jealous again, and they're deliberately teasing the kids!
Finally, he simply gave up and transformed into the size of a teenager. His tail also became larger and longer. Then, Qianyuan sat on Longqian's shoulders, his fish tail draped diagonally over his fathers, but his head did not look at them.
She's being coquettish.
Seeing the little guy's cheeks puffed up with anger, Long Qian finally felt the reality that his child was still alive.
Emperor Chongle gently stroked the tip of the fishtail that had landed in his palm; the thin gauze and warm silk were more alluring than satin. But looking at this fishtail, he couldn't help but miss the little dragon that weighed several tons and still chirped:
"Can't you turn into a dragon?"
Perhaps influenced by ancient beliefs and the divine right of kings, as well as the shock of their first meeting, Emperor Chongle still felt that the cub's dragon form would be more majestic and beautiful.
He also began to subtly compare himself to others.
Qian Yuan hadn't thought of this; he simply turned his head and thought:
Yes, with so many fathers, wouldn't it be even easier to transform into a dragon?
Qianyuan's eyes lit up, and in a flash, she stretched her figure into a majestic and handsome white dragon.
Then they surrounded the fathers and tied them up.
However, while Qianyuan embraced each father, it also led to the fathers becoming "inseparably close".
Emperor Chongle: ...
He knew that his son and he were still a loving and filial father.
Long Qian's face turned green. He said, "Little one, let go of me now! I'm allergic to other people!"
Qianyuan turned his head, and the dragon's watery eyes stared at him, looking somewhat intelligent.
"But that's how I can hug every dad."
"I can also take my dad flying."
The next second, Qianyuan transformed back into the Taotie, carrying her fathers and flying into the sky.
Then, it plunged down again with a thrilling descent. Just before landing, the cub transformed into the white-haired, red-eyed zombie king, manipulating the zombies to line up and make a heart shape with their hands for their father.
Moreover, the hearts of each column are different, which makes it seem that Qianyuan has simply taken the art of impartiality to its highest level.
Fathers: ...
But in the end, Qianyuan reverted to her original form.
A fragile human being, powerless and without any strength.
Qianyuan said, "Actually, these are all abilities that you have given me, and I cherish them all. But without these powers, I would just be an ordinary human being, an invisible person who is often sick and hospitalized."
"I'm not that good, nor that dazzling. Would you still be willing to take care of me?"
Seeing the dark-haired, dark-eyed, pale and thin boy in front of them, the fathers' hearts softened.
The kid's already showing such weakness, how could they possibly disagree...
At this moment, Osiris, who had caught up, understood everything. He silently looked at the little guy and said in a sinister tone:
"Honey, when you said you had several fathers, how many exactly?"
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