Fortunately, the cub was already adept at carrying water. When the older brother was dejected, the cub walked over and gave him a quick kiss on the face.
"I like my older brother."
The older brother paused, as if the program in his brain had suddenly overclocked and exploded. In an instant, he even degenerated into the shape of a puppet, his joints cracking as he twisted.
The eldest brother turned his stiff face around, raised his hand to touch the spot where the cub had just kissed him, and behind him, all the puppets moved in sync with him, without the slightest difference.
The grinding sounds from each joint blended together into a hollow, enormous symphony, as invisible threads fell, connecting with the prey enveloped within...
The father cut the thread that was attached to the cub.
The cub then woke up.
He didn't know what had just happened, but it was clear that without his father, either he or his older brother would either live or die.
After the threads were cut, the eldest brother regained his agility and returned to his previous lifelike state. He took off his top hat to cover his face and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I almost triggered a skill when the cub kissed me."
"That's really amazing..."
The father prioritized the safety of his cub, holding it tightly in his arms. He appeared to be on guard, but in reality, he subtly brought his cheek close to the cub's face.
"Give the baby a kiss."
Okay, okay.
I've never seen an adult who knows how to act so sweetly.
The cub sighed with a mature air and gave its father a loud kiss on the cheek.
"I like my dad."
"No way!" the older brother suddenly protested. "Son, you didn't make a sound when you kissed me just now!!"
"You just like your dad more, baby. I was the one who delivered you! You're being unfair!!!"
I've seen people vie for their father's affection, but I've never seen anyone do it in front of a cub. A god-level boss, clamoring for affection in front of a human cub, has utterly lost face.
For the first time, Dad clicked his tongue in a very emotional manner in front of them, as if mocking his eldest brother.
The older brother looked at the younger child with displeasure, looking more like a kindergarten child seeking justice from a teacher.
The cub wasn't unfamiliar with teachers. He shook his head, mimicking the manner of a certain Teacher Xie, and reluctantly got down from his father's arms. He pulled a monster along, making a loud "pop" sound on the left and another loud "pop" sound on the right.
Both parties were very satisfied.
Only the cub remembered Teacher Xie's words:
This was the worst class he had ever taught!
Fortunately, they finally achieved their goal. The father didn't want to stay there a second longer and picked up the cub to go back, but was stopped by the older brother:
"I'll leave the cub here to keep me company. I won't take him out of the room. My mission has just begun. In three or four days, someone should discover the truth about the theater. Then I'll let the cub taste the prey and see if it suits his taste."
When the older brother was halfway through his story, the father, who was holding the cub, suddenly used his other two arms to cover the cub's ears. Then, the other arms followed suit, wrapping the cub completely and tightly like a cocoon.
Then the father, wrapped up with the cub, stood at the door, looking like he was saying goodbye if there was nothing else.
Big Brother: "Tsk."
He almost abandoned his gentlemanly manners and could only grit his teeth and take off his hat to take his bow: "Thank you for watching. Our performance has come to a perfect end."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened again, and the father walked in carrying his child.
As soon as the door closed, the eldest brother looked up. He could hear footsteps and conversations coming from upstairs, followed by running and screams. The bloody spectacle was just beginning.
The dungeon [Silia Theater] is now open, and an S-rank boss has arrived, whose name is [The Unknown Puppet Gentleman - Fran].
...
The cub, being a non-local, knew nothing about the world, including the horror games that humans had to participate in. The silly child thought his older brother was just working diligently, probably a doll seller or something.
So he asked his father, "When does my older brother take a vacation?"
Dad paused for a moment. As the boss in the horror game, as long as humans keep coming in, they will keep working and working. Where will they get a day off?
Although they didn't need to take a vacation in the first place.
But now that Daddy has such an adorable human baby, he might be a little reluctant to go to work.
The baby needs him so much, how could he bear to release the baby?
The cub, watching its father who was frequently spacing out, realized for the first time how important it was to have an educated person in the family.
Otherwise, what should we do if someone like Dad has difficulty even having a simple conversation, can't speak as well as a three-year-old, and doesn't have a class?
The father was unaware that his child's thoughts had already wandered far away. Just as he lowered his head to answer the child's previous question, the child's next question came:
"Dad, don't you and my second brother have classes?"
"Dad, can't you read?"
Dad opened his mouth and then closed it again, regretting for the first time that he didn't speak much. Even a god-level boss, when faced with a misunderstanding, wished he had eight mouths.
Shut up, explain yourself!
Just then, the toddler casually flipped to a children's picture book by the bedside. He pointed to the words above the little angel's head in the book and asked, "Daddy, do you know what this means?"
Dad leaned closer, his slightly drooping eyelids fully opened, and his dark pupils stared at those words in silence for a long time.
Dad, because of the dungeon setting for the god-level boss, only knows Sanskrit.
Seeing this, the cub looked at its father with a hint of affection in its eyes.
"It's okay, Dad, we can go to school together from now on."
This way, Dad can also help him with his homework. Dad has so many hands, counting should be easy for him!
The father, unaware of what his cub was up to, was repeatedly thwarted by his cub and appeared completely dejected.
Although he maintained that expressionless face, the father actually reached out and took the picture book from the child's hand, then immediately carried the child downstairs.
He very clearly changed the subject:
"Baby, time to eat."
Upon hearing this, the cub, who hadn't eaten all morning, was indeed a little hungry, but he resolutely refused to drink any more milk.
Seeing his toddler's strong resistance to the bottle, the father was at a loss.
He's already made amazing progress by being able to shake formula in a bottle, but taking it any further is still too much of a challenge for a new dad who just started out yesterday.
Seeing this, the cub could only pull its father into the kitchen and point to the stove, which was much taller than itself: "Daddy, cook!"
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