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"Reversal Technique." Tsukumo Yuki withdrew her hand. "Positive energy can repair bodily damage and activate cell vitality. I can slowly replenish the foundation she's lost over the years."

Dong Yangping took over the conversation.

"Besides, I can help too."

He raised his hand, and a blue arc of electricity crackled between his fingertips.

"Bioelectric stimulation can enhance cell activity, promote metabolism, and boost immunity. Combined with the radical reversal technique, it can completely bring your wife's body to its optimal state."

He paused.

"Don't even mention getting pregnant, I could run a marathon without any problem."

Shen Er stared at the blue light and the white light, and fell silent.

Xiang Naihui also fell silent.

Hui stood beside them, watching them longingly.

"Mom..." he whispered.

Xiang Naihui looked down at her son's expectant face.

There were still tear stains on that face.

She reached out and patted his head.

"Megumi, do you want a younger brother or sister?"

"Yes!" Hui nodded vigorously, "I really want to!"

Xiang Naihui smiled.

That smile was very gentle.

She looked up at Shen'er.

"Shen'er-jun..."

Shen Er looked at her.

Look into her eyes.

In those eyes, there was expectation, determination, and—love.

He suddenly remembered the day he first met her many years ago.

Back then, he was a homeless assassin, covered in wounds and radiating malice. She was just an ordinary convenience store clerk, yet she dared to hand him a cup of hot water.

"Sir, you look very tired. Please come in and rest for a while."

Those were the warmest words he had ever heard in his life.

"it is good."

Xiang Naihui was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

"Stay," Shen Er said, looking at her. "But you must promise me you'll take good care of yourself."

Xiang Naihui's eyes reddened.

"Um."

She nodded.

Hui cheered.

"Great news! I have a younger brother or sister now!"

He ran laps around the yard like a happy little dog.

Dong Yangping smiled as he watched this scene.

"Alright, alright, don't get too excited yet." Dong Yangping clapped his hands. "Looks like the next few months won't be boring."

In the following weeks, Dongyang Ping and Jiujiu Youji began their "major battle to protect the pregnancy".

Every morning, the Tsukumo Foundation administers a reversal technique to Kanae Huihui to repair the hidden injuries in her body and activate her cell vitality.

Every night, Dongyangping would use bioelectricity to give her a full-body stimulation to strengthen her muscles and bones and enhance her immunity.

In between, there are also various nutritious meals, professional physical therapy, regular check-ups...

Xiang Naihui's health is getting better day by day.

Her pale face became rosy, her weak steps became strong, and her always tired spirit became full.

A month later, she went to the hospital for a full check-up.

The doctor held the report, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"This...this is impossible."

"What's wrong?" Shen asked.

The doctor pointed to the data on the report.

"Her vital signs are better than normal. Her heart, liver, kidneys... are all at their peak. Even her bone density is higher than that of a twenty-year-old."

He looked up at Xiang Naihui.

"What exactly have you been through this past month?"

Xiang Naihui smiled.

"I met some amazing people."

The doctor didn't investigate further and closed the report.

"All I can say is congratulations. Your body is perfectly capable of supporting this pregnancy."

"You could even say it's the best state for pregnancy."

Xiang Naihui looked at Shen Er.

Shen Er looked at her, and the two smiled at each other.

At the same time, Shen Er began a crazy work schedule.

He used to only accept high-reward tasks, being picky and choosing based on his mood.

Now, he takes on any kind of task.

Killing cursed spirits, capturing curse masters, buying and selling information, bodyguard escorts...

He'll do it as long as you pay him.

On the black market, the name "God of Night Killers" became increasingly well-known.

Some people say he's gone mad.

Some people say he's desperately short of money.

Only Dong Yangping knew that he was saving money.

three children.

Three inheritances.

Three futures.

"Take it easy," Dong Yangping advised him. "You can't earn all the money in the world. Don't overwork yourself."

She glanced at him.

"You rich kids wouldn't understand."

Dong Yangping was stunned for a moment.

"So what if I'm a rich kid?"

"You've never lacked money growing up," Shen Er said. "You don't know what it feels like to be broke."

He paused.

"I don't want my children to live the kind of life I used to."

Dongyang Ping fell silent.

He knew what Shen was talking about.

Zen temple family.

That place where those without magical power are considered worthless.

That place where he suffered scorn and contempt since childhood.

That place he swore he would never go back to.

"Okay," Dong Yangping said, "but take it easy and don't overwork yourself."

Shen Er nodded.

"I know what I'm doing."

A month later.

A legend circulates on the black market.

There was a mysterious person who took on all the high-difficulty missions within six months.

100% success rate.

Never leave anyone alive.

Never ask why.

Never haggle over prices.

Some say he is a curse master.

Some people say he is a retired special-grade fighter.

Some say he is a demon who crawled out of hell.

Only a few people know that he was just an ordinary father.

A father desperately saving money for his two unborn children.

That night, Shen Er completed an SS-level mission and received a reward of 30 million.

I got home at 2 a.m.

The courtyard was very quiet.

He gently pushed open the door and went inside.

A small nightlight was on in the living room.

Xiang Naihui leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.

Her hand was still resting on her lower abdomen.

A smile played on his lips.

Shen Er stood there and watched for a long time.

Then he went over and gently picked her up.

She woke up.

"You're back?"

"Um."

"Are you hungry? I'll heat up some food for you."

"No need," Shen'er said. "Go to sleep."

He carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

Cover yourself with the blanket.

I gently kissed her forehead.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xiang Naihui laughed: "You're the one who's had a hard time."

Shen Er shook his head and walked out of the bedroom.

He went to Hui's room.

The little guy was sleeping soundly, his sea urchin head was all messy, and there was drool at the corner of his mouth.

He was holding a rag doll in his arms—it was one he had bought earlier.

She watched for a while, then gently closed the door.

I walked into the courtyard.

The moonlight was very bright.

He sat on the porch, looking at the night sky.

The light was still on in Dong Yangping's room.

You can vaguely see him sitting at his desk, flipping through some documents.

Next to him, Tsukumo Yuki was also there.

What are the two discussing?

He looked at it for a while, then looked away.

He touched the Heavenly Reverse Armor at his waist.

This knife had been with him for many years.

He has killed many people.

It has been stained with a lot of blood.

But now, it's just a knife.

A knife used to protect family members.

He stood up and went back into the house.

Lie in bed and close your eyes.

There are still tasks to complete tomorrow.

There will be more the day after tomorrow.

There will be more the day after tomorrow.

But he wasn't tired.

Because someone is waiting for him to come home.

Two months later.

Xiang Naihui's belly was already slightly protruding.

The doctor said they are twins and very healthy.

Every day when Hui comes home from school, the first thing she does is lie on her stomach and talk to her younger siblings.

"You all need to be good."

"Come out and play with your brother."

"Your brother has many toys, and he'll share them with you."

Xiang Naihui looked at him, her eyes full of tenderness.

Shen Er still takes on tasks every day.

But his mission expanded from Tokyo to the entire country.

Sometimes I go to Osaka, sometimes to Nagoya, and sometimes to Hokkaido.

But he never spends the night outside.

No matter how far away, I will rush back that same day.

Because he had to have dinner with his wife.

I need to talk to my son.

On a certain day—

"Tell me," Shen Er suddenly spoke, "what are the names of these two children?"

Dong Yangping was stunned for a moment.

"You're asking me?"

"Um."

Dongyang Ping thought for a moment.

"For a girl... you can call her Aoi. For a boy... whatever you like."

She glanced at him.

"What kind of naming skills do you have?"

"I'm not his father." Dong Yangping rolled his eyes. "Think about it yourself."

He remained silent.

He looked out the window and thought for a long time.

Then he said, "If it's a girl, we'll name her Nanako. If it's a boy, we'll name him... well, we'll see."

Dongyang Ping smiled.

"You're such a casual father."

She ignored him, looking out the window, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.