Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 554 Father-Daughter Rivalry
"Well, about Haiji's real name..." Hanaya rubbed her head in distress, giving her father a reproachful look—how could he leave such a tricky problem to his daughter?

"Well, that's fine too," Hanaya thought to herself. "Next, Hanaya is going to pour a bucket of acceleration gasoline on you. Dad, don't blame Hanaya, this is for 'your' good."

“Yumi and Haimi are both fake names for Hanaya.” She paused slightly before explaining crisply, “Hanaya’s real name is Kitahara Hanaya. It’s the ‘Kitahara’ from Onii-chan’s name.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

“‘Kitahara’. Hanaya?” Amamiya Masahiro emphasized the surname, slowly turning her head to stare silently but with an intensely oppressive gaze at Kitahara Kento’s face.

“She’s already ten years old,” Kitahara Kento quickly pointed to Hanaya to explain, “but I’m only eighteen!”

“You are an only child, without a sister. I remember your uncle was also an only child, without any brothers or sisters.” Amamiya Masahiro slightly furrowed her delicate eyebrows. But Hanaya’s tone just now clearly implied something, suggesting that she and Kitahara Kento were related by blood.

Amamiya Masahiro turned her gaze to Hanaya and asked, "Is she your distant cousin?"

"Do you remember those time-travel movies we watched together when we were little?" Kento Kitahara reminded her.

“Time travel.” Amamiya Masaki’s brows furrowed more and more, her gaze fixed on Hanaya.

"Hanaya is a time-traveling warrior, and she's Onii-chan's future daughter," Hanaya said with a grin, proudly giving herself a thumbs-up in front of her chest.

"Onii-chan's future daughter." Kitahara Kento's lips twitched involuntarily; this statement was just too strange.

"You can remove 'Onii-chan'; she's my future daughter." To avoid any misunderstanding, he quickly added a note for his daughter.

"A future daughter?" Amamiya Masahiro was silent. Her first reaction was disbelief; she felt this child was talking nonsense.

But after experiencing many unbelievable things recently, she no longer seems to find it so hard to accept surreal plots like "time travel".

After Hanaya finished speaking, Amamiya Masahiro fell into a long silence, remaining speechless for a long time. No need for her to ask further; everyone knew what she was thinking.

Who exactly is Hanaya's mother?

"Amamiya-neechan is Hanaya's future mother!" Hanaya suddenly pounced and hugged the lost-in-thought Amamiya Masahiro. Kitahara Kento glanced at his daughter, who seemed to be "pouncing on her prey," and hesitated to speak.

Suddenly being hugged, Amamiya Masahiro instinctively exclaimed "Ah!" in surprise, but what shocked her even more was what Hanaya said next.

"My daughter?" She was speechless for a moment, frozen in place as if in a daze.

Hanaya wrapped his arm around Amamiya Masaki's waist, tilting his little face up and smiling at her.

"Of course! Amamiya-neechan, look, aren't Hanaya's eyes exactly the same as yours?"

Kitahara Kento wanted to speak several times, but didn't know what to say. His daughter's words left almost no room for maneuver, and it would be inappropriate to refute her at this moment.

Amamiya Masaki stared blankly down, meeting Hanaya's bright, sparkling eyes.

Those eyes really do look just like hers.

The only difference is that the "personality" revealed in her eyes is very different from hers. As for her eyebrows, perhaps they haven't fully developed yet because she's still young, but the shape of her eyebrows is very similar to what she looked like when she was a child.

She was momentarily at a loss, then turned to look at Kitahara Kento in a daze, asking nervously as if seeking confirmation, "Is...is that so? Really?"

As if a heavy weight were firmly tied to his mouth, or as if a fishbone was stuck in his throat, Kitahara Kenji's lips moved slightly, but he could not speak.

The question of who Hanaya's birth mother was—his wife from the first timeline—had troubled him and his daughter for a very long time. It's fair to say that neither he nor Hanaya dared to give a definitive answer.

"Hanaya is my...our daughter?Our future daughter?" Amamiya Masahiro's eyes still held disbelief.

Regarding Hanaya's mysterious birth mother, at least before the school anniversary celebration, he had no clue and knew nothing. But now, Kitahara Kento looked at Hanaya, who always had his back to him, and his lips trembled slightly.

At this moment, Kitahara Kento's mood gradually became heavy.

He never expected that Hanaya would act so presumptuously, insisting that "she must be Amamiya Masahiro's future daughter," pushing him into a dead end with no way out and completely deviating from their original plan.

As if sensing the gaze from behind, Hanaya spoke first again, telling a lie:

"Of course it's true! Dad and I have discussed it privately many times! All the evidence points to Amamiya-neechan! Oh wait, I should call her Mom now!"

"I, this..." Amamiya Masahiro panicked, glancing at Kitahara one moment and then down at Hanaya the next, stammering incoherently.

Kitahara Kento's lips moved, but all his unspoken words could only turn into a long sigh in his heart. It was as if his daughter had driven him to desperation, smashed his pot, chipped away at his boat, and even kicked him into the raging river, then stood on the bank with her hands on her hips, watching him struggle and writhe in the rapids.

Before Xiang Yu burned his boats, he at least gave a pre-battle pep talk to boost morale; but this little rascal didn't even say goodbye before kicking him into the raging torrent.

The phrase "all the 'evidence' points to Amamiya-neechan"—even if she had replaced "evidence" with "indications," he could have at least given a grudging response. But once certain things are said in a certain way, there's really no turning back; you can only grit your teeth and grope your way forward.

Kento Kitahara let out a sigh and stood up from the sofa. He looked at the caught-off-guard Masahiro Amamiya, then glanced at his daughter who had been avoiding his gaze since turning her back to him. After a moment of silence, he said, "Too many things happened today. She's tired and needs time to sort out her thoughts."

"Anyway, winter break is still long, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Amamiya Masahiro nodded hurriedly. The sudden appearance of a future daughter left her completely bewildered and utterly clueless about how to react!

With her back to Kitahara Kento, Hanaya released Amamiya Masahiro's waist and said with a bright smile, "Amamiya-neechan, I'll take you upstairs to sleep."

She affectionately took Amamiya Masahiro's hand, like a real mother and daughter, and led her away from the living room and upstairs to the second floor with a smile on her face. From beginning to end, she did not look back at Kitahara Kento even once.

Kitahara Kento stood there, watching their figures disappear at the end of the stairs.

"Huagu," he whispered his daughter's name.

"What exactly are you thinking? What do you want to do?"

Hanaya's behavior was unusually abnormal. She acted entirely on her own initiative, recklessly pushing things forward. The tacit understanding and consensus that had existed between father and daughter seemed to have been completely abandoned and discarded by her tonight.

Kitahara Kento sensed that his daughter was forcing him into a dead end with no other options.

It should have been a night of celebration, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease. For a moment, he even felt a profound weariness, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his shoulders. He had a premonition that this heaviness might only be the beginning, merely the starting point.

Thump, thump. Footsteps, so careful they seemed afraid to disturb the air, came from the stairs.

Hearing the sound, Kitahara Kento looked over and saw Amamiya Masahiro slowly descending the stairs, half her body hidden behind the door frame, pretending to look around nonchalantly, before asking in a deliberately casual tone:
"Aren't you going to sleep yet?"

Kitahara Kento's gaze swept over the messy coffee table. "I'll tidy up the living room." He paused briefly, then continued, "You rest first, I'll come upstairs after I'm done cleaning."

Amamiya Masaki said "Oh," and continued to pretend to look around, then asked meaningfully, "Where do I sleep?"

Upon hearing this, Kitahara Kento remained silent for a few seconds.

Knowing her personality, her daughter would probably have already begged and pleaded to sleep with "Amamiya-neechan" with a big smile.

Amamiya Masaki deliberately came downstairs to ask this question, implying that he looked into those seemingly casual yet probing eyes, remained silent for a few seconds, and was about to speak:
"Cough cough!"

A loud, dry cough suddenly came from upstairs. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of hurried footsteps running down the stairs.

"Mom! The shampoo in the bathroom is all gone, I've brought you some new one."

Hanaya quickly ran to the little girl who was still hiding behind the door, glanced at Amamiya Masahiro, and then at Kitahara Kento.

"Mom hasn't taken a shower yet?"

"Dad will come to find us after he finishes cleaning the living room, right, Onii-chan?" Hanaya winked at Kitahara Kento.

Just as Kitahara Kento was about to speak, Hanaya immediately adopted an impatient stance, grabbed Amamiya Masahiro, and headed towards the bathroom, saying righteously, "Mom, don't worry about taking a bath! I'll guard the door for you!"

Amamiya Masahiro glanced at Kitahara Kento, then at the grinning Hanaya, and just as hesitant to speak, she could say nothing more. She could only slowly shuffle into the bathroom.

The door closed. Hanaya's small body leaned firmly against the door, adopting a defensive posture as if protecting herself from a wolf, solemnly guarding against Kitahara Kento.

Kitahara Kento watched his daughter, who was acting like a drama queen, with a blank expression, then beckoned her over to come over so they could talk privately.

"What exactly do you want?" he asked silently using lip reading.

Unexpectedly, Hanaya spoke up with a straight face: "Mom's ears are very sensitive." She paused for a moment, then continued, "Onii-chan, don't have any wicked thoughts. It's impossible to bribe Hanaya. Mom and Dad have just reconciled and need time to adjust. You should be more understanding of Mom and consider her feelings."

Watching his daughter spout nonsense with such a straight face, Kitahara Kento felt utterly overwhelmed.

This little rascal may seem to be rambling and talking nonsense, but he is actually very clear-headed—he is clearly using the fact that "Amamiya Masaki has very sensitive ears" to remind him: Be careful that Amamiya-neechan doesn't overhear the things you want to ask!
"How do you know she has such sensitive hearing? I don't recall ever telling you that," Kitahara Kento asked expressionlessly.

Hanaya chuckled and flicked his bangs in a cool manner, saying, "Hanagu is so smart, of course he knows everything."

After she finished speaking, she gave me a meaningful and profound look.

Kitahara Kento quietly watched his daughter, who was conveying some metaphorical hints on her own.

"What else do you know?" Kitahara Kento asked silently using lip reading. He knew that his daughter had a special way of communicating with the force of fate.

"Tell me everything you know."

But Hua Gu began to pretend not to see, standing firm at his post like a loyal little guard, unmoved, with a serious expression that said, "I don't know anything, I'm just responsible for guarding the gate."