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Midnight.
Sigurd opened his eyes.
He could clear his mind before sleep, adjust his body to its optimal state, and quickly fall asleep while ensuring the best quality of sleep.
However, at the same time, the increased control over his body also made him exceptionally sensitive to the outside world, easily awakened by any slight movement.
Just like now, a bold and cheeky white furball sneakily crawled into the bed and hugged his arm. How could he not wake up?
Sigurd lowered his head and met a pair of watery eyes blinking at him.
“KI-A-NA!”
“Don’t chase me away, I feel a bit uncomfortable.”
Sigurd’s original stern tone and a sinister expression, suddenly turned into a gentle demeanor in the pitiful look of the white furball. Sigurd let out a sigh and asked,
“What’s bothering you?”
“It’s hard to explain, I just… feel uncomfortable.”
Sigurd sighed, turned to his side, and embraced Kiana, saying,
“Is it because you remembered something from earlier today?”
“Yeah. I feel like I forgot something very important, like my mom, but I can’t remember anything. Sig, can you give me medicine to cure memory loss?”
Kiana asked with unease and anticipation.
You haven’t lost your memory. You just simply don’t have one, Sigurd couldn’t say that, it was difficult to explain.
He could only reply,
“There is no such medicine.”
“Oh… I know, if there were, my stupid dad would have given it to me already.”
Kiana said disappointedly, then she snuggled closer to Sigurd in his embrace, taking in his scent.
This way, she felt comforted.
Sigurd could only hold her like this, patting her back to soothe her, saying,
“When you grow up, you’ll remember it.”
“Really?”
“Really. You have to believe in yourself and believe in your mom. How could your bond be defeated by mere amnesia?”
“Hehe, Sig, you’re so strange.”
Kiana didn’t know why, but suddenly she found something funny and burst into laughter.
A woman’s heart is as deep as the ocean, and it seemed that Kiana was no exception.
Sigurd rolled his eyes.
“What’s so strange about that?”
“Bond not being defeated by amnesia… It sounds weird when Sig is the one who say that!”
Kiana giggled, hiding in Sigurd’s embrace.
Indeed, Sigurd usually preferred to approach things from a rational perspective, so it was strange for him to say something so obviously sentimental. He just didn’t expect Kiana to notice that.
Then, Sigurd pinched her chubby little butt.
“Stop talking nonsense and sleep early.”
“Okay. Well then, goodnight.”
Kiana responded and lay in Sigurd’s arms, soon her breathing became peaceful.
Just as he was about to fall asleep again, Sigurd rolled his eyes once more.
Because, behind him, another small and soft little creature with a milky scent sneaked up and snuggled against him.
It was Sin Mal.
Trying to drive away a single kid alone is already hard enough, let alone two. Sigurd simply gave up on driving her away and said,
“Go to sleep.”
“Okay!”
Sin Mal nodded gently.
Although she couldn’t be held in his arms, being close to Sigurd like this already made Sin Mal feel that the world was warm and bright.
…
The next day, during breakfast.
The breakfast ingredients for today were high-quality goods that Sigurd had procured through the worker bees.
With such conditions, why force oneself to live in poverty? Moreover, as long as it wasn’t wasteful, increasing consumption also adds vitality to the market economy and contributes, right?
A certain boy, who was rubbing his waist and neck, had faint dark circles under his eyes and a wrinkled expression. He thought to himself.
What he wouldn’t admit was that while a certain white furball could eat happily regardless of the type of food, there was a difference in the degree of her smile before and after eating. It definitely had nothing to do with her, absolutely not.
“Sig, &*EUR×＃???…”
“Swallow before speaking!”
“Sig, what’s wrong with you? Is your waist hurting?”
“It’s all your fault! You kept me up all night!”
“But I felt really comfortable…”
The white furball murmured, indicating that she had slept soundly.
Sigurd’s face darkened, and he pinched her chubby little cheek.
God knows why when he woke up, there was Kiana’s tiny footprint on his face. What kind of sleeping position was that?
If he were a pervert, he might get excited about that tender and round little foot and even want to lick it. Unfortunately, Sigurd was a normal person. He just thought, “What the hell?”
Kiana blinked innocently. She genuinely had no concept of her sleeping position.
Ding!
However, Cocolia’s fork and knife dropped.
She had noticed that the three of them came out of the same room in the morning.
Now, looking at Sigurd’s exhausted appearance and Kiana’s slightly flushed face, Cocolia suddenly took a sharp breath again.
Wait, why did I say “again”?
Ding Dong!
A response came through the communication device from Dr. Tesla.
“Tell that brat that I won’t fall for such tricks. If he wants to see Siegfried, let that bastard go find him himself.”
“But this morning, they came out of the same room. The man looks tired, and the girl’s complexion seems better… Oh, by the way, the third girl in the same bed is my daughter.”
Cocolia replied to the message, looking at Sin Mal with a worried gaze. Although they had only known each other for a short while, Sin Mal was already her daughter, but it seemed like Sigurd had taken her away, which made Cocolia’s emotions quite complicated.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Tesla responded with several spouting water emojis, followed by a message:
“She’s still just a child! Wait a minute! I’ve informed Siegfried already! Keep an eye on them, how can someone so young… how can they be so shameless!!!”
Indeed, how could they be so shameless? It’s been years since I myself experience the full caress of a man. How enviable-No! I mean shameless!
Cocolia sighed, setting down the communication device.
“I’ve informed Dr. Tesla about your engagement with Kiana.”
Could they not be engaged? How far have things progressed? If they don’t get engaged soon, who knows when they’ll start showing signs of pregnancy.
Seeing Kiana’s completely comfortable demeanor, it was likely that it wasn’t her first time—same with Sin Mal.
Cocolia shook her head, she couldn’t control matters of the heart. As for being underage… having been in the dark world for many years, she had seen all kinds of disgusting things. As long as it was consensual and their bodies could handle it, she didn’t have much objection to Sigurd and the three of them.
Sigurd had access to black technology, and both girls were rare Honkai adaptors. As for physical issues, there was no need to worry too much.
Cocolia tried to accept this setup.
Meanwhile, at the moment she finished speaking.
“Plfft!!” x2
Kiana and Sin Mal, who were drinking milk, simultaneously turned towards each other, facing each other, and sprayed each other with a face full of milky white.
“Cough! What’s going on? Why didn’t I know? Marry Sig? No way, absolutely not!”
Kiana jumped up, her face covered in milk, displaying a mix of fear and resistance, as she gestured with a big “X” using her hands.
The thought of living a life where she would be shocked or hit with rubber bullets at the slightest mistake terrified Kiana, causing her face to turn pale—although she didn’t realize that she was already living that life without being married.
Sin Mal wiped off the milk from her face and looked at Kiana. After hearing her refusal, her anger and resentment subsided somewhat.
“Fine, as you wish.”
The other children silently continued to eat their breakfast. minding their own business.
What’s so interesting about gossip? Isn’t this delicious breakfast enticing?
Sigurd calmly took a sip of milk and leisurely said three words:
“It’s a lie.”
“Oh, I see. Then it’s fine.”
Kiana wiped off the milk from her face and sat back down to continue enjoying her meal.
Sin Mal, just like Kiana, breathed a sigh of relief and continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Cocolia: “???”
Wait, are you all so calm about this?
Is it just me struggling to keep up with the times, or is there a generation gap between me and the kids nowadays?
Cocolia felt a sense of chaos in her mind.
Meanwhile, Sigurd glanced at the communication device left on the table by Cocolia and took out his own phone. When he saw a string of numbers on the screen, a gleam flashed in his eyes.
“I finally found it.”
Sigurd had browsed through the database of Schicksal multiple times but had always avoided sensitive information out of concern for Otto’s reaction.
As for the Anti-Entropy database, Sigurd had yet to infiltrate it.
It wasn’t because their database defenses were incredibly advanced; it was simply a matter of finding it. In order to invade a system, you had to locate it first!
Sigurd had infiltrated systems belonging to Anti-Entropy’s affiliated enterprises, including Anti-Entropy Entertainment, as well as systems of all relevant organizations he could find. However, he couldn’t seem to find the actual location of the Anti-Entropy database, as if it were an isolated and self-contained system with no connection to the outside world.
But that was normal. Who were the technological figures of Anti-Entropy?
Who was the enemy of Anti-Entropy?
These two geniuses of their time had designed evasion programs specifically to avoid the gaze of the other terrifying genius.
If Sigurd could easily find the database storing the core information of Anti-Entropy, Otto would have eradicated Anti-Entropy long ago.
Cocolia asked Kiana or Tesla to initiate communication, not because of Sigurd’s involvement—that was just an incidental part. The real purpose was to get either of these two individuals to respond without any precautions.
One message sent, one message received. Even with any security measures in place, it would be enough for Sigurd to trace the route and eventually discover their actual location. And then, as long as the real Anti-Entropy database wasn’t an entirely closed-off system, it would be right in front of Sigurd.
Tesla and Einstein wouldn’t choose a closed network.
Only if lacking confidence and admitting fear of Otto would they completely abandon the convenience of the internet, choosing to be entirely disconnected for the sake of absolute security.
These two geniuses of their time clearly weren’t that type of people.
And the data captured on Sigurd’s phone confirmed that he hadn’t mistaken them.