## Chapter 1622 – The Chronicles of the Black-Haired Foreigner – The Celestial Demon’s Children
“No way! Lysha!”
“Mom?”
Lysha barging in like this!
“And ‘again’! Saying it like that makes me sound like some weirdo who only tells bizarre stories!”
“While the wording may not be so harsh, this lady believes the sentiment is accurate! As far as this lady knows, Pinocchio is not that kind of story!”
How did she know?
At that moment!
“Mommy’s here?”
Shuka turned towards Lysha and greeted her.
“Ah, this mother has arrived!”
—Fwoosh!
Lysha smiled brightly and spread her arms wide.
Seeing her mother’s genuinely happy face, I almost leaped into her embrace, ready to dive between Lysha’s breasts like a djinn sucked into a lamp, but Shuka was faster.
“Daddy, I’m going to hug Mommy for a bit. Please continue the story later.”
“Okay.”
Have you ever seen such a composed child?
Shuka spoke very calmly and walked towards Lysha with equal composure.
And then.
“Aww, didn’t you miss your mommy? This mommy missed our Lyshuka so much! All day long!”
“Mom, I can’t breathe.”
She was engulfed in Lysha’s embrace.
“How can your cheeks be so soft…? Hehe! Aren’t you just adorable!”
“Mommy…”
Lysha was rubbing her cheek against Shuka’s. Me too! I want to rub cheeks too! No, wait. Watching them makes me feel warm inside. Lysha is cute, and Shuka, so mature for her age, is also adorable.
“Come on! Give your mommy a kiss on the cheek!”
“Mommy, let go.”
I can’t take it anymore!
“Lysha.”
“Hmm?”
“I want to do it too.”
“Ah, a-ah?! L-Lyshuka is watching…!”
“It’s okay. Shuka, give Mommy a kiss on her left cheek. Daddy will do the right. Mommy likes it so much, you should do it.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
—Smooch, smooch.
And so, Shuka and I kissed Lysha on both cheeks.
“Hng, hng…”
Lysha, who had been enjoying the heightened tension, quickly blushed when I kissed her. This is the best way to calm Lysha down when she’s excited.
After a few more kisses on the cheeks, I let Lysha go.
“Haa… I am overjoyed.”
“What? Overjoyed?”
“What is it?”
“Exactly how overjoyed? Tell me specifically, quickly. Hurry, before I start screaming.”
I can’t stand this. I want to know exactly how happy Lysha is.
“What’s with that last threat…”
“Tell me now! I’m going to collapse and cry!”
“Ah! I will tell you! I am as happy as the sky is high and the earth is wide!”
“Satisfied.”
As I was doing that.
“…”
Shuka was staring at Lysha and me with a blank expression.
“Daddy, it’s okay to do more. And Mommy too.”
“Shuka, if you say that, Daddy might actually do more?”
“What are you trying to do more of! It’s embarrassing in front of Lyshuka, so stop it!”
“Aww.”
Too bad.
She’s so shy. Parents should actively show affection in front of their children; it’s good for their emotional development.
But Lysha is shy in front of Shuka.
“So, what kind of bizarre story were you trying to tell Lyshuka this time? As this lady always says… those bizarre fairy tales that you arrange yourself are interesting enough, but they are not suitable for a child.”
“No, Lysha, you see.”
“Last time, you said that the Pied Piper of Hamelin was actually a flute-playing demon. That was such a shocking story.”
This is Lysha’s misunderstanding.
The stories I tell are bizarre, but I always stay within the lines. And there’s always a lesson.
“And what was that horror manga called ‘Gyo’! This lady was shocked after seeing it!”
“No, Lysha. I wouldn’t show that to Shuka, no matter what. I’m saving that for when Shuka is a little older. Do you think I would really show something like that to Shuka now? Huh? Would this Celestial Demon Kim Kat do that?”
“Is that so?”
Even I wouldn’t show something like that to a kid.
“Of course. You trust me, right?”
“Of course, I trust you.”
Anyway, as I was talking to Lysha.
“Mommy.”
“Hmm?”
Shuka said, grabbing the hem of Lysha’s gothic dress.
“I also like the original stories that Daddy tells.”
“Th-that’s not the original…”
“Lysha, don’t crush Shuka’s dreams.”
“Ugh.”
“I want to hear more stories from Daddy. Can’t I listen?”
Shuka tilted her head slightly and asked calmly!
Lysha, receiving that gaze!
“A-ah! I understand!”
Of course, she couldn’t win! As expected of a daughter-fool, she can’t refuse when Shuka asks like that.
“Thank you, Mommy.”
“Instead, this mother will listen with you!”
“Ah!”
—Whoosh!
Lysha immediately hugged Shuka as if kidnapping her, went to the bed, sat down, and placed Shuka on her lap.
Hmm.
Shuka sitting on Lysha’s lap. Just seeing it makes me feel so warm inside.
“Go on, tell the story! That inhuman Pinocchio story! This lady will listen and judge for herself!”
Lysha, hugging Shuka like a teddy bear, threatened.
“Hehehe, oh Lysha. How can an adult join a fairy tale theater just for kids? These things are, uh? Adults are not allowed to participate.”
“Would it be okay if I transformed?”
“Okay! Okay! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Lysha can listen too!”
I can’t handle it if she pulls out that card! I can’t handle it because she says she’ll transform at the slightest thing!
“Mommy? What do you mean by transform?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Lysha smiled gently and rubbed Shuka’s stomach.
The children still don’t know that the eldest daughter, Leon Green, is actually Lysha…
“Oh, right, Mommy. What about Leon Green unnie? I haven’t seen her lately.”
“Leon Green is studying in another place.”
“Is that so?”
Is that the setting?
“That’s right. Now, come on. Start the story. This lady will listen and judge with Lyshuka.”
I really can’t stop her.
I wonder how she plans to deal with it later when the kids grow up and think about the mysterious eldest daughter, Leon Green unnie.
But that situation seems like it would be fun in its own way. The unnie who used to play with them when they were young… was actually their transformed mother? That’s absurd.
“Anyway, Shuka, where did Daddy stop the story?”
Let’s start the story then.
“Ah, the part where the dark energy possessed Pinocchio! Mommy came when you were telling that story!”
Shuka shouted, showing how much she wanted to hear the story. Lysha made a hmm sound and assessed the situation.
“Good! Then I’ll start from there again!”
—Rumble!
As I exerted my power again, rain poured down outside the window and lightning struck. This kind of realistic production is important.
“The preparations for the ritual are complete! And the black magician Gepetto, holding the demon’s wand, opened his mouth! ‘Puppet Pinocchio, I like you so much. When you meet the fairy with blue hair, take me with you.’ An incantation that echoed gloomily! Crackle! The formula of black magic unfolds!”
“Heok…!”
Shuka focused on me with a tense expression!
“As a result, the gate to another world that the black magician Gepetto had longed for opened!”
“Th-the dark power that came out of there possessed Pinocchio!”
Good interjection!
—Caw!
I immediately added sound effects and explained Gepetto’s inner thoughts.
“It’s a success! It’s a success! With just this, with this evil monster! Surely, I will be able to trample this corrupt world! And I will reign over the trampled land! Gepetto, sensing that the ritual was a success, thought this. But!”
“But?!”
“Pinocchio’s thoughts were different. Shuka, why were they different?”
“W-well…?”
Shuka tilted her head, touching her lips with her index finger!
“That’s because… Pinocchio had neither a soul nor a body made of flesh and blood! From the moment he opened his eyes! Pinocchio knew what he lacked!”
That’s why Gepetto and Pinocchio’s thoughts were different!
“There’s only one thing a monster who feels deprivation will do!”
“Pillage! Daddy! It’s pillage!”
That’s right!
“Yes! Pinocchio immediately attacked Gepetto! To acquire flesh! Soul! Bones and blood! And flesh—”
“Stop it! What kind of story are you telling!”
Lysha interrupts again!
“Mommy! Literature has parts like this too! It’s okay!”
Shuka immediately blamed Lysha, showing how much she wanted to listen.
“This mother doesn’t think so! This story seems too early for you, Lyshuka!”
“Mommy! No! I can listen to this much!”
Shuka is usually a quiet child, but she sometimes whines like this. It’s a little disappointing, but Shuka’s reaction is cute in its own way.
“This is something I cannot concede!”
Anyway, Lysha is stubborn!
“Lysha. This is by no means a strange or bizarre story. I just want to give Shuka a lesson. That evil will inevitably end in a miserable end…”
“Why do you have to get that lesson from Pinocchio! Hmph! Lyshuka! Let’s play together, just the two of us, today!”
“No! Daddy said he would tell me a story!”
“Hehehe, playing with this mother will definitely be more fun.”
Lysha is trying to kidnap Shuka.
It can’t be helped at this point.
I have no choice but to promise next time.
I immediately sent a telepathic message to Shuka.
—Shuka, I’ll tell you more next time.
“Daddy?”
“Don’t use telepathy!”
“I’ve been caught!”
And so, Lysha kidnapped Shuka… I could only reach out my hand towards the disappearing mother and daughter.
“Aah! I want to play with Shuka more too!”
