The overlord of the gods is interrogating the alien female spy.

　She thought of the promises he had made.

　If she performs well enough, could it be possible...?

　"Shouldn't I call you... Your Majesty?"

　"Hmm? You've got some nerve, Ines. What else do you want if I don't address you that way?"

　Qilin's eyes met hers again.

　It's like the sun shining on a small candle flame.

　"I...I want to...call you...Dad..."

　When she finally had to say it, Ines's voice grew weaker and weaker until she couldn't even hear it herself.

　How greedy and heartless she is... Her family had only recently died, and she had only recently been saved by the Great Celestial, yet she was about to say such things... But Ines felt that if she didn't speak now, she might never have the chance to say it again.

　"Hahahaha!"

　The Qilin Celestial Venerable, who was holding her, suddenly burst into laughter.

　"You've got some nerve to make such a request."

　"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I, I..."

　With a wave of his hand, Qilin made the little black sheep close her eyes in alarm, but instead of a slap to her face, he placed his hand on her head and stroked her hair.

　"Your words and actions have amused me. I grant you permission to overstep your bounds."

　really?

　A light shone in the little black sheep's eyes.

　"But the prerequisite is, as I said before, that I will only grant you permission to make outstanding progress."

　Only then will you be allowed to act so presumptuously.

　"I will! I definitely will!"

　"Now, go fetch some water and wash your face clean. You look like a freshly dug potato, only bringing shame to me."

　"It's... Dad, Dad?"

　What constitutes progress?

　Ines thought about the joy he had shown because of her performance. Perhaps that was progress?

　Before she got up, she called out softly and tentatively.

　"Yeah. Go ahead."

　He was neither denied nor reprimanded; he simply nodded slightly and answered her call.

　"Honestly. They're taking kids everywhere to play with again."

　Before the fruit pie was baked, Theresa wanted to relax for a while. Hearing that address, she scolded Qilin for his behavior and walked over to him, then sat down in his lap.

　"What, you want to lecture me for doing what I do?"

　Although the little black sheep was well cared for by her parents, she still had limited nutrition and was small, so holding her felt far less comfortable than holding the big peach now.

　"Since you saved the child, you should at least take responsibility. You haven't come back to see him for a long time... If the child misses you, I can't say anything."

　"Is that so? But I haven't been collecting children everywhere to play with, as you say."

　Although he enjoyed 'saving people from suffering' and 'showing off his divine abilities,' upon closer reflection, he didn't actually go around the world adopting children and having godchildren as Theresa claimed. Her words were pure slander and jealousy.

　"Really not? Anyway, you're not going to take them all back to Kazdel. Even if you did, how would I know?"

　Holding his face in her hands, Theresa bit and nibbled at him.

　"You're dreaming, aren't you, Theresa? If I really had so many adopted sons, and I brought them back, what would you want them to call you? Hmm?"

　He's the godfather, so what is Theresa then? This big peach just wants to monopolize that title.

　"Then, isn't it still you... who won't let me have your child... um."

　Theresa was also a little resentful about this; she had taken precautions against fire and theft, but she hadn't been able to keep her best friend in check.

　Now that girl is all grown up, she's still all alone.

　"Alright, alright, what's the point of arguing about this? Do you think bearing my child is like a fruit tree bearing fruit? That the baby just falls off when you pull it? Right now, not even Terra can do it, let alone you."

　"Oh no, does that mean I'll never hear my baby calling 'Mommy' again? No, no, I don't want that! Please think of something!"

　If he doesn't agree, Theresa will kiss him hard until he does.

　"Well……"

　Having just washed his face, the little black sheep, feeling much more energetic, skipped excitedly to the doorway. Just as he was about to call out, he saw the lady sitting in Qilin's lap, playfully teasing and cuddling with him.

　"..."

　Their relationship is so close.

　In that case, wouldn't she have to call this lady... Mom?

　Ines doesn't dislike her, but... she finds it hard to accept.

　All she wanted was a 'new dad'.

　"Ahem. Little Ines, come and have some fruit!"

　Theresa, who only noticed a little black sheep peeking out from the doorway after being pinched twice on the drum, quickly got up, tidying her hair as she called out to it.

　"I saw what just happened. Well then, it's time for me to introduce myself properly."

　Theresa introduced herself and Chen Lingxu to her, as well as their close relationship, and then looked at the little girl with eager eyes.

　“Yes, I understand, Ms. Theresa.”

　"Ugh……"

　Why is she still calling me "lady"? This child is so polite.

　But her stubbornness was quite in line with Caprini's general personality. In addition, the child was probably closer to his mother and couldn't accept his new mother right away, so Theresa didn't pay too much attention to it.

　"Come and have some pie later, my cooking skills are pretty good."

　Theresa remembered the pies in her oven, so she left the space for them and went to check on the pies.

　"Um, Dad... I, I'll peel an orange for you."

　"Ah."

　Chen Lingxu didn't care about the little lamb on his back. He just lay on the sofa with his eyes half-closed, looking like he was waiting to be fed.

　With her fair, delicate fingers pinching a fresh orange segment, Ines looked at the Qilin Celestial Venerable in front of her, who didn't seem to mind her getting too close, while the sheep tails behind her swayed happily.

　"How does the orange taste?"

　"not bad."

　Ines had already eaten; the oranges here were very sweet. She just wanted to find something to say to her 'father'. She hadn't had the chance to say anything before, and now… she felt she could never say enough.

　"Will eating too many oranges make your teeth feel sour?"

　However, some oranges have a sour taste, turning the sweetness into a sweet and sour flavor. Although they are still delicious and have a unique flavor, they are still sour, and eating too many will make it difficult to chew.

　"I won't. But you... it's hard to say."

　The little lamb would break off a segment of an orange and eat it first. If it tasted sweet, it would squint its eyes; if it tasted sour, it would wrinkle its face. Its tail would also curve differently depending on its expression, which was quite amusing.

　"Yes. My teeth are feeling a bit sore now."

　"Little Ines, Ah Xu. Come and have some pie!"

　Theresa called out from outside. Upon hearing the call, the little black sheep inside gritted its teeth and took the opportunity to feed the last segment of orange to the Qilin. As he chewed, a slightly moist, warm, and soft sensation touched his face and then vanished. Chen Lingxu opened his eyes. The little black sheep was standing nervously to the side, waiting for him to get up, its golden eyes darting around nervously.

　"Let's go."

　This small gesture is something a young girl would mistake for something very tense or exciting.

　The battle-hardened Chen Lingxu patted her little head and led her, who was so happy she could hardly walk, to eat apple pie.

　"Your Highness is so great, you need no more salt!"

　Even the wolf packs chasing each other outside have their own style. These wolves are quite familiar with Theresa and can even joke around with her.

　"Everyone enjoyed the meal."

　Theresa cut a piece of apple pie and gave it to the little black sheep. Then she placed another large pie in front of Chen Lingxu, cutting it into small pieces and feeding it to him with a fork.

　"Let's go back to the city this afternoon and get her school registration sorted out."

　"Are you staying here for the time being?"

　"Hmm. There's nowhere else I want to go for the time being."

　"That's great. You can stay at my place. Your house was demolished and renovated before, and it's still airing out. It's not healthy to live there."

　It was common knowledge that Theresa loved her, so Chen Lingxu naturally wouldn't refuse.

　"Ines".

　"exist!"

　Chen Lingxu thought for a moment and found her a place to go.

　"You will stay with me during this time. After school starts, you will live in the school dormitory."

　"Huh? Why would I stay in the school dormitory? It's not like I'm not home. I can just let Ines stay at my place."

　"Hmm? How should we train her? Let her go home during the holidays, and stay in the dormitory during the week to help her develop good interpersonal relationships."

　“It’s alright, Ms. Theresa. I can do it!”

　This was Chen Lingxu's expectation of her, and Ines had not forgotten what she had promised him.

　"Are you sure it's okay? You've only just arrived in Kazdel, you haven't even gotten to know the place yet."

　“It’s alright, Ms. Theresa. When I was in Letania, I lived in the school dormitory when my parents were away. I can adapt to here quickly.”

　"Okay then. If you're not used to it, just let me know."

　"Ok!"

　After finishing their meal, the group set off by car to the mobile city.

　Theresa was driving. Although someone else was her driver, she was traveling alone this time. The giant Qilin beside her was someone who wouldn't drive unless absolutely necessary, the little black sheep was too young to even hold the steering wheel, and the wolves were all tech zombies. In the end, only the Demon King could be her driver.

　"Hahaha! This feels so good!"

　The rear window of the car was rolled down, and a wolf's head poked out, its mouth wide open and its tongue waving in the wind.

　"Zaro, you idiot. Stop embarrassing yourself, okay?"

　"You should try it too, Agnes. It's very comfortable."

　“You’re a wolf, not a dog, like this…”

　"What are you saying, Caesar? I am His Majesty the Heavenly Lord's dog. Aren't you?"

　"...Of course I am."

　Zaro was cunning and treacherous, and so was Caesar. Having been tricked, Caesar squinted at him, pondering when to retaliate by biting him in the back.

　"Alright. Pull your head back down, Zaruo, your drool is practically flying out of your mouth."

　Chen Lingxu glanced at the little black sheep squeezed in the middle of the wolves in the rearview mirror and told them to keep quiet.

　"Agnese. How far have you progressed in your little game?"

　Chen Lingxu had known about the cricket fighting game played by the wolf pack for a long time. He didn't care about such things; it was already quite impressive that these guys hadn't gone crazy after all these years. Although the game they played was a bit silly, as long as it didn't have a major impact, Chen Lingxu wouldn't interfere.

　Moreover, he himself quite enjoys cricket fighting, and he's done it before, killing countless alien ants in the process. Following the example set by his superiors, he sees the wolf pack's games as an 'attentive yet clumsy imitation' of the Primordial Celestial Lord, a display of the pack's loyalty.

　“Last time Caesar won…we are looking for new fangs.”

　While waiting for the Qilin Celestial Venerable to give the order, Anesse and the others took the time to hold two more cricket fighting games. In this match, Zarro was the first to be kicked out of the game, and Caesar was the one who won in the end.

　When Chen Lingxu found them some time ago, the game had just ended, and the next few decades would mark the beginning of a new game. The game will begin once all the wolves have found their fangs.

　"I hope that the game you've created this time will bring me some enjoyment as well."

　"We will do our best to perform, Your Majesty."

　Glancing at Caesar who had interrupted, Agnese echoed his sentiment.