Second Dad
The host has established a weak connection with the world.
Anchor point: Edogawa Ranpo.
The world timeline and time points have been included.
Having abandoned Chuuya Nakahara and gone back on his own, Osamu Dazai suddenly opened his eyes as he lay on the bed, a hint of hesitation flashing across them. Had he forgotten something?
Surely it's not because he feels guilty for not sending Chuuya Nakahara back?
The young man anxiously fumbled with his fingers, his face somewhat pale. There was something vaguely present, yet he couldn't sense its presence.
Edogawa Ranpo, wearing a yellow duck pajama, pushed back the covers and squatted down in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi with a serious expression. "President!"
Under Fukuzawa Yukichi's questioning gaze, the young man puffed out his cheeks: "Aren't you going to ask about Lord Ranpo's daughter?"
Fukuzawa Yukichi's expression changed instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock. He said earnestly, "Ranpo, when did you have a daughter? When did you meet the child's mother? Now that you have a child, you should take responsibility! Where are they?"
Edogawa Ranpo was taken aback by the president's words and turned his head away, pretending not to know anything. "What daughter? Lord Ranpo didn't see anything."
The things she did are still there, but has her entire being been erased and her presence diminished?
The world is hiding her away.
Edogawa Ranpo keenly sensed the truth, realizing from Kora that she came to see her father every day, but Edogawa Ranpo always thought she would come every day and go home at night.
Talking about tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... what a hypocrite! What a hypocrite!!
Ranpo-sama is angry!
Edogawa Ranpo gritted his teeth, previously wondering why only verbal acknowledgment was required. Now he finally realized that what she had done wasn't a qualitative change!
It's a quantitative change!
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[Host: Koro]
Age: Eight years old.
Current identity: Mafia member, Little Lolita.
Task completion rate: 1/7.
Completely unaware of how many people lost sleep after she left, Xiao Luo listened intently as Ling Ling solemnly reported on her condition.
The little girl, who had been looking down at her schoolbag, suddenly brightened up when she heard her father's voice.
Mafia Daddy!
What does this mean? It means that Dad is illiterate! More likely, Dad's educational level is not even as high as Xiao Luo's.
They completely failed to grasp the difference between the Mafia and street thugs.
Little Luo happily clenched her pink fists, neatly fitting the miniature top hat between her two buns. The little girl shook her cascading orange-red hair, grinning from ear to ear.
"System brother, Xiao Luo is now a member of the mafia! She can be ignorant and incompetent."
The system kindly reminds you: [Little Luo, you need to know that the Mafia is your father, not you.]
“Little Luo can follow in her father’s footsteps.” The child’s face was full of stubbornness.
The system remained silent for a while. Actually, it also wanted the little girl to go out and play happily, but the system reluctantly said, "Your brother will be checking on you tomorrow."
Xiao Luo:
The little girl's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she muttered complaints: "Xiao Luo already knew. Brother has become a heartless bastard, falling in love with his homework and running away with it. He's going to abandon Xiao Luo, his good-for-nothing!"
The system fell silent instantly. Those words sounded so familiar. Wasn't that what he said yesterday when he was criticizing her brother who was crying?
That brat actually learned it in an instant.
They learn bad things instead of good ones, and they don't do their homework but play all day.
If her brother finds out she's corrupting the children, he'll beat her to death.
Instantly, the impartial and incorruptible system declared: "Little Luo, go find your father! You haven't finished your math and moral education homework yet. Bring it back with you, and the system will teach you."
Xiao Luo:
The little girl left in resentment, saying, "Lingling, we must teach the older brothers a lesson: never underestimate a young man's potential!"
She muttered to herself as she slung her backpack over her shoulder.
Zero Zero responded to the host in a friendly manner: 【So, Little Luo has decided to work hard and strive to impress Lord Luo in the future?】
The little girl paused, sniffed hard, and continued as if nothing had happened: "Don't look down on the poor middle-aged, don't look down on the poor old."
Zero Zero: ...
"Come on!" Xiao Luo took a deep breath and opened the door. "Let me show you the power of the Mafia! I didn't bring a single candy!"
*
In the dimly lit, enclosed room, the door was gently pushed open a crack.
Her hair was half-tied into two buns, with orange strands falling over her shoulders. The little girl peeked out cautiously, looking around warily.
The dimly lit room had simple furniture and no windows, yet it didn't feel oppressive; traces of other people's lives were everywhere.
It seems like she opened the door into someone else's house this time. Feeling guilty, Xiao Luo prepared to back out and open it again.
However, her gaze met that of an elegant man sitting upright in a chair.
Xiao Luo:
Oh no, that family is still here! I just happened to run into them.
Verlaine stared blankly at the little girl who had suddenly appeared.
His familiar facial features are so similar to those of Nakahara Chuuya, and the hat on his head is like a miniature version of the one Nakahara Chuuya often wears.
Verlaine's fingers unconsciously rubbed against the hat beside him.
In his daze, Verlaine instinctively tried to conceal his presence, but the little girl still keenly noticed it.
Not bad! I didn't even consider whether it was because the room was too small, and he had no reason to hide.
Verlaine thought with satisfaction how long he had been here.
Is this little guy a relative of his younger brother?
With a look of bewilderment and curiosity in her cobalt blue eyes, the child stared intently at the man whose hair was tied to one side.
The man sitting in the chair reading a book had a head of brilliant golden hair, which was casually tied up and gently fell to his side.
Her wispy bangs fell to either side, obscuring her blue eyes. The man looked at her gently, beckoned to her, and smiled faintly: "Little one, come here for a moment."
Xiao Luo was bewitched. The child let go without hesitation and ran out, completely disregarding her human trafficker theory.
Verlaine looked at the little girl's unwavering trust and a smile flickered in his eyes. He was about to say something.
Then he saw the little boy hug his leg and shout in a clear, loud voice, "Mommy!"
Verlaine: ? ? ?
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