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"Granddaughter?!"
Yela and Fanzi froze in place for the third ti today, but unlike their previous shock, this ti their hearts swelled with joy. Not only had their son returned from death in another world, but brought back grandchildren too? Heavens above!
"Yumo, you? You have a child?"
Yumo’s crimson eyes sparkled with happiness and unmistakable pride. "That’s right~" she nodded adorably, bubbling with excitent at introducing her children to her parents.
She bounced up from the sofa and tiptoed behind a wall, hands clasped behind her back, giving it a gentle tap.
Out peeked three adorable heads in sequence. The youngest, cute little Youlan, appeared first, followed by Liyu, who looked mischievous enough to steal your heart, and finally, Limo, the wolf girl, blinking cutely.
"Mom, Dad - this honey-haired cutie is Youlan. The grey-haired girl in the princess dress is Liyu. And the one with the fluffy ears holding Liyu’s shoulders is Limo," Yumo announced proudly.
After a brief introduction, Yumo stood there, hands on her hips, looking every bit like a proud mama, and urged her kids, "Now, say hello to your grandparents."
"Hello, Grandpa and Grandma!"
The little ones chorused their greetings, so cute and charming. Even Limo, who usually had a tough exterior, waved at Fanzi and Yela according to rehearsal, her eyes sparkling.
"Goodness! Are these your babies?! They’re... just too adorable!"
Yela covered her mouth, her brown eyes shining with excitent like stars. However, amidst the excitent, she peeked at Yumo with a puzzled look. Gazing at her daughter’s slender, delicate figure, Yela struggled to imagine those adorable kids were born from her.
I an, Yumo looked barely sixteen or seventeen. Yet, the youngest, Youlan, was already seven or eight... and older sister Limo looked older than Yumo herself?
Is this so sort of otherworldly trait or sothing?
Yela marveled in her heart, a strange sense of joy bubbling up from within. To think that Fanzi’s wild ramblings actually ca true. Yumo, though her body had perished, her soul was reborn in another world, becoming not just a mother but to three lovely daughters.
It was extraordinary.
But wait a minute? Kids? A mom?
Her son, now her daughter, had beco a mom?
Instinctively, a question popped into Yela’s mind, causing her to suddenly cast a serious gaze towards her daughter.
"Yumo, are you married? Then, who’s... who’s the father?"
Obviously, Yela cared deeply about her daughter’s love life. Given the circumstances, it was normal for parents to feel a mix of joy and bewildernt about their daughter’s new status.
But at that question, Yumo scratched her head awkwardly, "Uh, well, how should I put this?"
It seed explaining was tricky for her. However, Liyu, squinting in displeasure at the ntion of marriage and husbands, took the liberty to answer for Yumo.
"Mother isn’t married. The n in her world aren’t strong enough for her; they’re not worthy to be her husband."
"Huh?"
Yela, surprised by Liyu’s fluent words, blinked, and then asked, locking eyes with Liyu’s erald gaze.
"So, who is their father then?"
"Father?"
Before Liyu could respond, Limo proudly blurted out, "We don’t have a father. Mom raised all of us and our siblings!! We only need a mom! A father is unnecessary!"
The wolf girl spoke with pride, simultaneously cuddling close to Yumo, showcasing her love for her petite, beautiful mother, much to Yumo’s slight embarrassnt.
On the other side, hearing Limo’s words, Yela couldn’t help but look at Limo with a touch of pity. Despite not having a father, the girl was so cheerful and caring for her mom.
What a sensible child.
And rather sisterly, too.
For a mont, Yela misjudged Limo’s character. But the implications of Limo’s words didn’t stop there.
Yela squinted slightly, her gaze on the children turning peculiar. Enmm... they all shared so resemblance with Yumo, and their affectionate actions suggested they were her biological kids. But why did each of them look so different? Honey hair, gray hair, white hair, and even Limo had wolf ears. Was their father from a beast-like race?
No father, yet such varied appearances among the kids?
Could it be?
And according to Limo, it seed there were more children than just these three?
For a mont, Yela’s look at her daughter beca subtly complicated.
anwhile, Yumo seed unaware of her mother’s change in expression, focusing on managing her clingy daughter. After barely managing to push Limo away, she saw a heartwarming sight.
Fanzi was there, half-kneeling, gently stroking Liyu’s head with a weathered, joyous smile. Clearly, he found this ti with his granddaughters precious.
Liyu would give back a look of pure enjoynt, even thoughtfully offering Grandpa a piece of fruit. On the couch, Yela held Youlan, feeding her candies and having a little chat, looking the very picture of contentnt.
Yumo had feared her daughters wouldn’t sh well with her human parents, given the fact they were abyssal demons. But now, it seed she may have worried for nothing. Her kids really knew how to make the best of any situation.
"Co on, go play with Grandpa and Grandma, huh?" Yumo patted Limo’s head.
Limo, after looking back at her mom and then at her mortal grandparents, astonishingly complied with Yumo’s words for once, skipping over to Fanzi’s side. Seeing his eldest suddenly jump in front of him, seeking affection like a little child, Fanzi was montarily speechless. But soon enough, he started laughing and affectionately rubbed Limo’s head.
In that mont, the whole living room basked in a warm, fuzzy atmosphere.
Quietly retreating to the corner, watching her parents and daughters bond, Yumo couldn’t help but genuinely smile, a sweetness in her heart.
"They’re getting along well," Satoru remarked, crossing his arms as he stood beside her.
"Yes, much better than I expected. I worried they wouldn’t like their grandparents since they don’t have Shadow Power - they’re just ordinary humans."
"True, they are ordinary humans," Satoru nodded, then added: "But they carry your scent. How could children who love you so much dislike those who sll similar?"
"I suppose you’re right," Yumo sighed in relief.
However, her relief was short-lived as her mother suddenly stopped playing with the grandchildren and approached her with a smile.
This surprised Yumo - her mother usually couldn’t get enough of children, yet she’d torn herself away so quickly?
"What’s wrong, Mom? Don’t you want to play with them longer?"
"We can play later. First, I need to discuss sothing with you."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Co to the bedroom - just so mother-son... ah no, mother-daughter talk."
"Oh."
Though confused, Yumo obediently followed her mother to an apartnt bedroom. After they entered, Yela locked the door, making Yumo raise an eyebrow at her still-smiling mother.
"What’s this about, Mom?"
"Lie face-down on the sofa."
"Huh???"
"I said~" Yela pointed at the nearby sofa, still smiling. "Lie face-down on the sofa."
Her voice remained gentle, her smile kind, but Yumo suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
"M-m-mom? What are you...?"
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