You don't even want to call me godfather

"It's different, Hong," Koshe said to Hong with a smile on his face. "Destiny is my sister, and Hong is like my daughter. Anjie is my lover. We will get married and start a family in the future. If Anjie's mineralopathy can be cured, we may even have a child."

"child?"

"Yes, a child as cute as Hong."

Koshe smiled and said.

Hong seemed to understand something. She was a little dazed, holding the handrail of the stairs with both hands, and looked like she was thinking about something.

"Then I'll go prepare for the party first. Destiny, you should also prepare a little." Seeing Hong's confused look, Koshe sighed softly and walked towards the study. "By the way, Hong, the dress is very beautiful."

"Eh?"

Hong, who was thinking hard, was suddenly told this. She looked up at Destiny in surprise.

And there was a smile in Destiny's eyes when he looked at Hong.

Hong suddenly squatted down. She thought she would not be discovered if she hid behind the stairs, but Koshe's confession made her feel shyer than ever before.

Then she ran back upstairs quickly as if she was escaping.

Koshe returned to the study. He walked into the study but did not see Ω sitting on the chair.

He looked around and found her in the corner where the folding bed was placed.

It seemed that Ω didn't know how to use the folding bed. She didn't even unfold it and just lay on it.

She looked like she was fast asleep, with her pair of white wings spread out, covering her body and wrapping herself up.

Like an insecure child.

Koshe didn't wake her up, nor did he want to disturb her. He didn't know what kind of life she had led before this, but looking at her peaceful sleeping posture, he thought that it must be some bad memory.

Koshe came to the desk, sat down quietly, and picked up the fairy tale book that was spread out on the table.

Looking at the dried black bloodstains on the cover of the book, his eyes dimmed for a moment, but then he turned the book back to the first page.

He was somewhat curious about what made this fairy tale book so attractive that both Ω and Providence loved it so much.

A young godfather is reading a fairy tale book in his study, which is filled with many books.

It’s a somewhat weird picture, but it doesn’t feel out of place.

Although fairy tales are something only children read, in today's world, the stories in fairy tales seem so beautiful.

Although it is fake, it makes people yearn for it.

Koshei may have some understanding of why people around him are attracted to fairy tales.

After a long time, he closed the book.

He was a little afraid to continue reading. The more he read, the easier it would be for him to get caught up in the beautiful world of the fairy tale.

Even at this time, he must stay sober and not indulge in false fairy tales.

Koshe raised his head. He didn't know when, but Ω had woken up. She was sitting on the unfolded folding bed, staring at him from across half of the room.

"Are you awake, Ω?"

Feeling Ω's gaze that seemed to see through everything, Koshei put down the book with mixed feelings and asked.

"Dad...are you reading?"

But there was no doubt that Ω had just read what was in Koshe's mind, she asked.

"Well, I read a little bit," Koshei did not deny it. He knew that lying was useless in front of Ω. "It is indeed a book suitable for children. Maybe it would be more appropriate to call it a bedtime book, but for me, it is still a little childish."

"Dad... don't you like it?" Ω looked at Koshei, her eyes showing no emotion, "But I can see that Dad likes these stories in his heart. Dad... why did you lie?"

Koshe paused, not knowing how to respond.

It is indeed not a pleasant feeling to have someone see through your heart, and now, after Msissa, there is another child who can understand what he is thinking.

Koshedu even began to doubt whether he would ever be able to read minds again in his life.

"Msisha...who is it?"

Listening to Koshe's thoughts, Ω suddenly asked.

Koshe quickly suppressed any thoughts about Msisha, he stood up from his chair and walked over to Ω.

"Just... a friend of Dad's."

His hand went around the halo above Ω's head and pressed it on her head, ruffling her long hair.

"So... Dad, do you like fairy tales?" Omega raised his head and said expectantly, "Dad just said that fairy tales can be used as bedtime reading, so... can you read them to me? I... am still a little sleepy."

"Of course, Ω," Koshe smiled helplessly, his eyebrows stretched to the sides, "But it's not a fairy tale, but a story from some books Dad has read before."

"If Dad likes it, then I will like it too."

Looking at the child who seemed a little too naive, Koshei had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

But in the end, he stopped at the story his mother had told him by his bedside.

Ω seemed to know that Koshe was going to tell a story, so she lay down obediently and rested her head on one of the wings.

And Koshei, also full of thoughts, began to tell this story.

"On a long, dull, grey, and silent day in the autumn of that year."

"Heavy clouds hung low in the sky."

"I rode on alone."

"Through this dreary, alien countryside..."

Chapter 105: Unfortunate Fate

Koshei pulled himself out of his thoughts.

The story was over and Ω had fallen into a deep sleep. Her breathing was light but steady.

Seeing Ω covering his body with his wings, Koshe picked up the coat that fell on the ground, shook it, and covered Ω with it.

"What a cute child, isn't he?"

Msisha spoke after a long time, but Koshe had already gotten used to this old fellow's elusive whereabouts.

Besides, even without Him, Koshei could still handle things well.

"If you think like that, even I would feel a little sad, Koshei."

Listening to Koshe's inner monologue, Msisha complained with a hint of joking.

"So, what's going on this time?" Koshe looked at Ω's sleeping face and asked in a serious tone, "What brought you back?"

"I sensed a change that will change your future, so I prepared to witness this moment with my own eyes."

"You are really bad, Msisha," Koshei closed his eyes for a while and thought to himself, "Do you like to treat other people's fate as a drama?"

"Don't get me wrong, Koshei, I'm just curious about the unknown variable of human's 'destiny'," Msisha said, still with an attitude of standing above humans, "I control time, but sometimes, time will make mistakes and accidents, and thus burst, leaving eternal fragments somewhere."

"You mean, my fate will go wrong?" Koshei said with some disapproval, "You know I don't care about that kind of thing, Msisha. There is only one fate for a person, and it cannot be changed no matter what."

"Maybe, if you insist on thinking so," Msisha was silent for a moment, then she continued, "This girl is pretending to sleep."

"Hmm?" Hearing what Msisha said, Koshei suddenly stood up. He noticed that Ω's expression was a little unnatural, as if he was frowning. "How did you know?"

"She was trying to steal your ideas, and I stopped her," Msisha explained. "She's confused now, and seems to be puzzled by the failure of her own abilities. It's unexpectedly interesting."

Koshe was speechless. He took a last look at Ω lying on his wings and quietly left the study.

"Should I say thank you? For helping me block Ω's mind reading," Koshe stood outside the study, leaning against the wall, and continued to communicate with Msisha, "Let's continue with the previous topic, fate, are you hinting at something, Msisha?"

"You said it yourself, destiny cannot be changed," Msisha said, "You hate those people in the government so much, and you have fought them for so long, but in the end you have become the same as them. There is no reason for you to sink like this."

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Msisha," Koshe said with a somewhat unfriendly attitude, "I hope you won't give me any bad ideas again. I haven't settled the score with you for the last time the cub hurt someone."

"That could only be because they think they are your enemy," Msisha retorted, "Besides, if you have strong enough control over your cubs and react quickly enough, this wouldn't happen, right?"

"You are still as rude as ever, Msisa. How come I didn't see that when we first met?"

Koshe frowned, he felt that as time went by, he and Msisha were getting less and less compatible, but they were still one, which was very awkward.

"Don't you think about who I've been with during this period of time?" Msisha said bluntly. "If you think there's something wrong with me, you might as well think about whether there's something wrong with you."

"But don't forget, Msisha, maybe no one knows me better than you, but likewise, no one knows you better than me," Koshe snorted coldly, and he was also merciless, "You can't fool me."

"...Okay, you win," Msisha gave up the argument after a moment of silence. He knew in his heart how much dissatisfaction Koshe had accumulated during this period of time. Moreover, he was happy for once today, and he did not want to ruin the mood of the two. "But I still have to remind you that fate is not as beautiful as you think."

"Thank you for your advice, Msisha," Koshe said, seeing that Msisha no longer argued with him, "but I just want to witness my own fate with my own eyes, whether it is good or bad, I will accept it."

“I hope so…”

Msisha stopped talking and sank back into Koshe's consciousness.

It sounds good to accept one's fate, but Msisha knows that it is impossible for someone like Koshe to bow to fate.

He was born this way, just like his father Ulysses, both of them were tough and refused to be a puppet of fate.

Perhaps Ulysses finally accepted his fate, so he died in the hospital, handing over the era to Koshe's generation.

And Koshe did not disappoint Ulysses. He became a godfather and was respected. He even did things that even Ulysses had never tried.

Be hostile to the government and declare war on it.

But Koshei did not live long, and what he experienced and saw were far less than what Ulysses had, so it is impossible for him to be compared with Ulysses now.

But these...are only now.

In the near future, everything will change, and by then, Koshe will surely regret his current naive and willful thoughts for the rest of his life.

Msisha can see the past and the future, and He can also see Koshe's future, a future that ordinary people cannot bear.

Even He may have worried about Koshei.

He thought so.

……

At the border crossing of Syracuse, on the medium-sized landship.

The scout stood on the bridge, holding a crossbow and looking at the scenery of Syracuse.

"What are you doing here, scout?"

Outcast appeared beside him at some point, looked at his absent-minded expression, and asked.

"No... I don't know either," Scout shook his head and said with mixed feelings, "It's just... I always feel like something is going to happen."

"Why do you think so?" Outcast stood beside Scout and looked at this seemingly peaceful country together. "Is it intuition? Or something else?"

"No, I don't know." Scout himself didn't know why. He thought for a moment, gave up questioning himself, and said, "Come to think of it, ACE told me that you seem to have some cooperation with the Godfather?"

"ACE said Huang was a loose-lipped person, but I don't think he is very tight-lipped either," Outcast smiled. Although he complained, he didn't seem to care about ACE's betrayal. He just said, "Ah, indeed, that godfather can be regarded as a very good friend. The Syracusans believe in friendship, that's what he said."

"Friendship...?"

Scout's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled under the mask, as if he had thought of something.

"Well, anyway, I have already promised him that I will help him when he needs it, and Kal'tsit has also acquiesced to my actions. Anyway, as long as I don't reveal my identity, it will be fine."

Outcast shrugged indifferently, she turned her back, leaned on the railing, looked up at the gray sky, and was a little absent-minded for a moment.

"Ah...it's going to snow."

Chapter 106: The Cocktail Party Opens

In the evening, at the appointed time, Koshei took Destiny to the jazz club.

He started the Fleetwood after a long absence. He had hardly touched a car since his coming-of-age mitzvah day.

On Angelina's side, in order to prevent Angelina from becoming too conspicuous, Koshe asked Jill, Angelina's neighbor, to notify Dana and escort Angelina to the club.

"What about Hong? Isn't she going?"

In the car, Koshe held the steering wheel with one hand while looking at the rearview mirror to see if there were any followers, while asking Destiny who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"Hong said she didn't want to change out of her skirt, but she was too embarrassed to go out in that outfit, so she didn't come."

Destiny supported his chin with his hand, looked at the scenery outside the car window, and said.

"Is that so? What a pity," Koshei glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time and responded, "Obviously, that outfit is very suitable for attending a party."