Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 1229 Name
Is the master of the grave soil an enemy?
Hearing the reminder from within his soul, Leon was slightly taken aback, and then quickly asked:
'Are you sure? Is the problem with the Grave Soil Ruler himself, or is it that his "dead donkey alliance" with the Suspended Star Ruler is entirely problematic?'

'Father, what is the Dead Donkey Alliance?'

"???"

Hearing the curious question from within his soul, and looking at the eyes that had suddenly become a little "childish" before him, Leon paused for a moment before realizing what was happening and asked with a hint of helplessness:

'Have you already gone back?'

'Yes. ’

The baby blinked and said:

After asking me the questions, Aunt Emma gave me two fruit candies and then told me to call her over there and go back to finish my homework.

But I already had candy today. Aunt Emma said children shouldn't eat too much candy in a day, so she took the fruit candy back and told me to ask for it again when I get back… Father, did I fall for her trick?

"..."

I don't know if you'll fall for it, but you don't even have any teeth yet, so forget about fruit candy...

"It's not exactly being fooled. Children shouldn't eat too much candy. You... your Aunt Emma is just doing it for your own good..."

After explaining why can't he give candy and promising to exchange it for other sweets, Leon, eager to know the "prophecy," pressed for more information:
'Could you call him back a little later? I also have something I want to ask him.'

'It doesn't seem to work...'

Upon hearing Leon's words, the baby looked troubled and shook his head slightly as Veronica patted him.

'The me over there is just one of many "me's," but there are just too many "me's." It was relatively easy to find him when he contacted me individually, but after we went back, the contact was lost, like...like...emmm...'

'Like a drop of water returning to the ocean, indistinguishable from the real thing?'

"Ah, yes! That's exactly what I mean!"

After receiving Lyon's supplement, the baby, whose vocabulary was still limited, nodded happily, and then said earnestly:
'It's like one me has gone back into many, many versions of myself. If it were one of my older selves, maybe I could find him again, but I'm still too young now. I can only search one by one, and it will take a very, very long time to find him!'

Ok……

Having received an answer, Leon sighed slightly, then asked, equally pessimistically:

'What about your future self? Could you please bring your future self back?'

"I'm too young. I can't contact those who are too far away, but I can contact those who are closer. However, none of them want to switch with me."

The baby sighed, and said with a hint of helplessness:

"Those who are in the future, I feel like I can only be carried around right now. I can't even play soccer, and I haven't even learned how to crawl yet. It's no fun trading with them. The only ones willing to trade with me are those who are doing their homework, but I have to help them with their homework first..."

Father, I feel like my future selves are being tormented by homework. So, is homework some kind of terrifying monster? Is it even scarier than the demons Aunt Melanie talked about?

"..."

Well... it's hard to say for sure... but in your Aunt Melanie and Uncle William's eyes, homework is definitely a trillion times more terrifying than the devil.

Using the simplest language possible, he managed to explain the meaning of the homework, lest it leave his frightened son with a psychological trauma that could lead to a dislike of school. Having failed in his attempt to "prophesy," Leon decided to address the family issues first. So, he gently put his arm around Queen Veronica's waist and cautiously inquired:

"By the way, Winnie, have you chosen a name for the baby yet?"

"not yet."

Although she was filled with jealousy, Her Majesty the Queen was ultimately reasonable and understood that it was not Lyon's fault.

Or perhaps it was his fault, but not the fault of the person in front of her, so it was unreasonable to get angry over it. She glanced at him resentfully, leaned closer to Leon, and then gently shook her head. "I discussed it with Anna a few times before, but we didn't have any good ideas, so we finally decided to wait for you to come back and let you, his father, name him."

"That's it..."

Hearing Veronica's relatively calm reply, Leon knew he had barely passed the test and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He then turned his gaze to the baby in Veronica's arms and asked curiously in a private conversation:

'I suddenly remembered, you should already know your name, right? Why didn't you just tell Veronica? Why wait for me to come back to get it?'

'Father, I don't understand what you mean.'

The baby blinked in confusion upon hearing this.

'You haven't named me yet, have you? How would I know my name?'

"???"

Taken aback by his question, Leon pressed on with a puzzled look:

'Since you can access many versions of yourself from the future, you should also know your own name, right?'

"But I can only know my name after you, Father, have given me one."

'But those future versions of you, after I've already named you, shouldn't they know what names I gave them?'

'My future self will also be me. I haven't even received a name yet, so why do they have names?'

"..."

"..."

After staring blankly at his rambling son for a while, Leon suddenly shuddered, as if he had suddenly realized something. A rather strange expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but glance guiltily in Veronica's direction.

"?"

Seeing Leon staring blankly at the child for a long time without saying a word, Queen Veronica frowned and asked with some concern:

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the child?"

"without……"

After hastily shaking his head, Leon, who had a vague idea in his mind, gazed into the baby's clear black eyes and tentatively continued to ask:
'I'm asking you, if I haven't given you a name yet, then all of you—including your future self, your selves in other timelines, and your future selves in other timelines…—won't they all also be nameless?'

"That's right."

If that's the case...

His suspicions were confirmed indirectly, and Leon couldn't help but take a deep breath, asking with a complicated expression:
So... I'm "special" like you? I'm not now, but I might be in the future?

Perhaps because the topic was too abstract and beyond the baby's comprehension, he blinked in confusion and then shook his head slightly, looking a little dejected.

'Father, I don't understand what you mean.'

'It's okay, I think I understand now.'

Seeing the baby's adorable, confused expression, Leon, who had been clenching his fists, first let out a long sigh, then bent down and touched the baby's forehead. He then looked up at Veronica beside him and suggested:

"How about we call him..."

(End of this chapter)