Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"You loser Jerry, how dare you talk to me like that? Do you believe I'll drag you outside and hang you up like a dog to beat you?"

He stepped on Jerry's knee.

Morty coldly warned the other party not to push their luck, or they would regret it!

"Stop! Morty! Jerry now has the responsibility of a husband and a father. I will not allow you to lay a hand on him!"

To Morty's surprise, he never expected that after kicking Jerry over, he would be caught off guard.

Sangmei and Beth stood up at the same time, rushed over angrily, defended Jerry, and denounced their own actions.

WTF?

When did you two betray the anti-Jerry camp?

Seeing the two men helping Jerry up with such pained expressions, Morty felt that the scene before him was somewhat magical realism, yet it also seemed that in this particular circumstance, nothing was wrong with it.

Jerry suddenly developed a masculine charm and started talking to himself in a very formal and respectful manner, which was completely illogical.

The only explanation is that while I was away, the negative status removal storm had already affected this area.

Transform Jerry from a cowardly loser.

He became a somewhat normal man.

emmmmm...

What does this have to do with me...

Go to sleep!

Having figured out how Jerry suddenly became so powerful, Morty didn't bother with him anymore. After losing his bad side, how much less annoying his traits had he lost compared to before?

In short, if you want to be a man, to have a wife who loves you and a daughter who admires you, that's your business.

None of this concerns me.

Now I only have those higher goals in my sights.

If you stand in my way, I will kill you without hesitation, you little bastard.

Watching Morty turn away coldly and walk towards the second floor, Sangmei suddenly saw a bit of her grandfather's shadow in him.

Is he intentionally imitating his grandfather, or is he unconsciously and passively moving in his grandfather's direction?

Chapter 271 Reject this, reject that

"Motty! We need to talk!"

Morty slammed the door shut and lay on the bed, ready to catch up on some sleep. He had only closed his eyes for a few seconds when he heard someone loudly push the door open and walk in.

"What are you talking about... Can't we wait until I've had a night's sleep before we talk?"

"I've been busy over there all day."

"I haven't slept for a day and a night, can you let me rest for a bit?"

Sangmei, who walked in through the door, knew that unless Morty was overworking his brain, he didn't need much sleep at all under normal circumstances.

After all, for creatures like Cthulhu, who can sleep for millions of years and then be awake for millions of years, sleeping isn't really sleeping.

So Sangmi knew that someone could hold on a little longer.

She didn't leave, but went inside, sat at the foot of Morty's bed, and reached out to pull open the checkered air conditioning blanket.

"What's going on... If you want to talk about Jerry, please don't come to me. I don't want to hear anything about that loser..."

Seeing her posture, he assumed she had come to talk to him about his attitude toward Jerry earlier.

Morty, who wanted to preemptively shut her down, never expected that Sangmei's next words would not be about Jerry.

Instead, he talked about how he was becoming more and more like his grandfather, or rather, more and more like a standard Rick.

"Um...should I take that as a compliment?"

"Praise my ass!" Sangmei immediately became agitated when she realized Morty had misunderstood. "Think carefully about what a typical Rick Sanchez is!"

Even when he's emotionally hurt, he'll push people away and run off to the side by himself.

"He had no friends, no family, and apart from revenge, there was nothing left for him to look forward to in life."

"Do you want to live like him?"

"In the end, my parents die, and I die too. If I have children, and they also die, will you be satisfied living alone in this world?"

Looking at the woman in front of me, who had transformed from a drug-addicted, rebellious older sister into a loving older sister who loves her father, mother, and brother in just one day, I was struck by how she had changed.

A sense of magic rose within Morty.

To be fair, it's not impossible for Sangmei to become a warm and kind older sister, but isn't this transformation a little too fast?

I only went for one day! Just one day!

What kind of spell did Jerry cast on all of you, bewitching you and Beth to this state?

Isn't it a bit too much to justify winning over a daughter who has disliked him for over a decade in a single day through sheer personal charm?

Morty had the idea of ​​becoming an apprentice to someone who had suddenly come to mind.

They were stunned by their own idea.

Becoming Jerry's apprentice?!

Is this something I could possibly come up with?

How the hell did I come up with that?!

Realizing how terrible his thought was, Morty quickly suppressed it, turning his attention to dealing with Sangmi's problem instead.

Is he starting to look more and more like Rick?

This...this matter does have both a bad and a good side.

Just like everything has two sides, I am becoming more and more like Rick not in terms of appearance, but in terms of my behavior and way of thinking.

Standard Rick Fan, that's a cosmic standard.

For an ordinary person to infiltrate the Rick community and gradually be assimilated into a Rick, they first need to have the identity of Morty or Rick.

This alone is incredibly difficult...

On the downside, as Sangmei worried about.

If you become Rick, then what's in Rick's bones will cause you to gradually abandon everything you currently possess.

However, a problem then arises...

Did I ever really have it?

Seeing the happy family of three enjoying their weekend leisure time in the living room just now, Morty felt a deep sense of detachment, like an outsider.

His identity as a time traveler has always prevented him from truly seeing himself as Morty.

But the indifference and impartiality shown by Grandpa after learning his true identity made me feel at ease.

"You and Jerry used to get along really well, and there was always a father-son relationship between you two. Why did things change so much later?"

Sammy's words interrupted Morty's thoughts.

Morty, looking up blankly, grabbed the blanket and tried to cover himself with it.

But how could Sangmei be willing?

She had finally seen a complex emotion on her brother's face that was rarely seen before, and she knew that she had touched Morty's heart.

Such a good opportunity.

If we don't seize the opportunity and instead let ourselves go in, when will we ever be able to open his heart?

"Motty, we are all your family. Why can't I see any family affection in your attitude? There is only some deep-seated estrangement?"

"Because you are not! Do you understand?! You are not my family!!!"

Morty, who had just lain down, suddenly sat up straight. With a ferocious expression, he roared at Sangmei, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair, issuing a death challenge to the hunter who had driven him to this point, a fight to the death where he would bleed to the last drop of blood.

You want it this way, right?

Let's see this through to the end!

The murderous intent in his eyes, the resistance written on his face, and the words denying any family relationship.

All of this made Sang Mei's heart tremble.

Since the last time at the Eye of the Universe, the non-intelligent AI left there by C167 has confirmed that she and Morty are both from the C167 universe, while Beth and Jerry are from other universes, and Grandpa is not from C167 either.

She always regarded Morty as the only true relative she could see in this world.

But... he doesn't even consider himself family!

He is denying the true meaning of blood ties!

It wasn't that Sangmei had a good temper, she was just a little gentler now. She shrieked in a shrill voice, "Moti! You shameless bastard! What do you want! You reject this, you reject that, what do you want!"

"I want some peace and quiet!" Morty, his face ashen, stood up, took out his teleportation gun, and was about to randomly open a portal to leave.

Sangmei decisively rushed forward to seize the teleportation gun.

However, she was no match for half of the Old Ones who had transformed into Lords of Will, and at this moment, she had absolutely no chance of winning.

He casually smashed it open with force.

A glossy green portal opened before Morty.

With his foot already inside the door, he took one last look at Sangmei, whom he had bumped into in the corner, and a sense of enlightenment welled up within him.

So this is what it feels like to be Rick?

No matter how long you spend with people from a parallel universe who look almost exactly like your real family, you can never truly consider them family.

Only when I'm alone at night do I laugh at myself for deceiving myself, like a pathetic creature desperately trying to grasp at someone else's light.

This feeling... is really awful!

Chapter 272 Half a Month Later