The moonlight, brighter than before, gently slipped through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room.

At the center of the room stood a massive bed, upon which two people lay entwined in each other’s embrace.

“…An Origin Egg? So, from that egg you kept joking about frying up from the Tower of Growth… a fairy hatched from it?”

Hong Yeonhwa gathered her thoughts, trying to piece together what she had just heard.

[Yes.]

Lee Hayul confirmed, continuing his explanation.

“And this fairy sees you as, ah, as ‘father’… and you named him Seoryul, or ‘Lee Seoryul’?”

[Yes.]

“Lee …