Ruan Mei begged me to go back? I can't go back anymore

She had just been mean to the young man, and a slight ripple appeared in her heart.

"Hey."

She sighed softly, raised her hand and held the back of the boy's head, applying a little force.

Zao Wu's cheek was pressed against a ball of extremely soft, milky and sweet...

Kafka was never stingy with rewards for obedient children.

As for the poor child, we will not hesitate to comfort him.

"Hayagi, you're a good kid, right~"

"Good...child?"

"To me, obedient children are good children."

"..."

"If Zao Wu is a good child, then the one who abandoned Zao Wu is an out-and-out bad mother."

"We don't need a bad mother like that."

Kafka spoke the cruel words in the most gentle tone, lightly and carelessly.

However, this caused an uproar in Zao Wu's heart, as she had never been exposed to this concept.

Can a child... also abandon his mother?

He had never thought about it, never known it.

Before this, he always thought that he was not good enough and was a bad boy, which is why he is alone now.

Only then will we think of destruction and death.

But now, Kafka's words spread rapidly in Zao Wu's sharp mind like a virus.

Life evolves by constantly accepting reality as common sense is broken one after another.

The morning fog was hazy for a long time.

Kafka's palms were gently stroking his back soothingly.

Soon, the boy let out a low gasp, and the skin from his cheeks to his earlobes was soon dyed a thin layer of pink like cherry blossoms.

He also understood shyness, and there was a gleam of light in his clear pupils as he begged fragilely.

“Don’t, don’t look at me…”

"...?"

This time it was Kafka's turn to freeze.

Wait, aren’t you comforting people?

Patting the back is a very common way of comforting someone.

Is it possible...

The sensitivity of Hayami's body is many times higher than that of an ordinary person! ?

Doesn't that mean that all the intimate actions I have done to him so far are tantamount to dancing on the boy's sensitive points?

It's like doing something weird to him!

No wonder his body has been so soft and weak since he came into my arms.

But the question is - is Hayami a fool?

Even though he was touched wantonly by a strange woman and bullied until his face turned red, he did not escape or resist.

It's like a documentary about nature.

The little animal has not had time to be instilled with self-defense awareness by its mother!

Kafka had watched such documentaries. The innocent little deer did not run away or hide in front of the lion, but just opened its clear and innocent eyes and looked at the lion curiously.

Its final fate was to have its throat bitten and become the dinner of a top predator.

So who's dessert or cake will the morning fog become?

If we just let him leave the Star Core Hunter Base and leave this planet.

Kafka could almost foresee that he, with his pure and beautiful appearance, would be easily deceived by a bad woman in the interstellar space, and would be toyed with, bullied, mentally controlled, and even imprisoned.

He would go from a blank sheet of paper to one that was covered in ink and bodily fluids, and then torn to pieces.

Kafka gasped.

She felt a headache coming on.

I really shouldn't have had sex with a teenager...

Oh no, it's about relationship.

Now it's burning in my hand. I can't throw it away or not.

And through the few words that Hayami said, Kafka could basically conclude that he was abandoned by his mother.

In this case, what if Kafka abandoned him again.

The thin string in Zao Wu's heart, which was almost about to break, broke in an instant!

——The boy will completely fall into the abyss of destruction.

"It's Hayami...did I do something wrong?"

The white-haired boy's body began to tremble again.

Kafka came back to her senses, her eyes wandering.

I didn't know how to face the boy's eyes that were filled with inexplicable attachment from bottom to top.

Just like young animals instinctively regard the first creature they see as their mother.

Afraid that I would be abandoned.

He wanted affirmation.

Otherwise, it will lose the meaning of existence.

"No, Hayami didn't do anything wrong."

Rarely, Kafka responded to the boy's expectations.

Zao Wu's pupils suddenly became as bright as a washbasin, and the light emerald color was like clear lake water, reflecting Kafka's face.

It only reflects her.

"Then...I can call you."

"Mom?"

The moment the boy finished speaking, Silver Wolf and Blade, two members of the Star Core Hunters who had just returned to the base, pushed the door open and walked in. Naturally, they heard every word.

bang bang dong!

The petite girl with silver hair in a high ponytail had her pupils suddenly tremble.

Kafka!

Playing big in private!!!

Even if she understood, Kafka, as an adult woman, would definitely have that kind of...needs.

And that is justified.

But for something like this, can't we just find a secret hotel outside to do it?

Why bring men to the base?

And it’s still a terrible Play!

You should think about yourself a little bit. You are not old enough to be involved in such things yet!

Wait——it seems that the boy riding on Kafka is younger than me???

Silver Wolf's three views seemed to have been refreshed.

Is this the adult world... Boom!

Chapter 4: I really want to hear him call me sister

"…Don't forget the protective measures."

Even though Silver Wolf's true mood was a mixture of various emotions, like the seasoning had been spilled.

But a girl who usually likes to act cool won't show it.

She said something so calmly that even Kafka's blood pressure rose.

I was going to the game room next door to eavesdrop...

Oh, no, it’s about completing the daily tasks in the game. After all, you will be given 60 Xingqiong as a reward.

"Stop, I didn't say you could leave."

Kafka is the second-in-command of the Star Core Hunters and the deputy of the Fate Slave Elio. Even though Silver Wolf is a bad girl with a rebellious spirit and personality, he can only listen to her.

Otherwise she could dismantle Silver Wolf's will-o'-the-wisp.

As for the handsome tall man with black hair and red eyes, whose left eye is covered by bangs, his name is Ren.

At this moment, Ren was staring at the boy riding on Kafka with a rare and somewhat scary look of interest.

In his palm, the shattered sword emitted a faint red light.

As Hayami had never met a stranger before, she immediately acted timid and dived into Kafka's arms again.

This time Kafka's body didn't stiffen, but softened.

Including his arms, he subconsciously wrapped his arms around the boy's slender waist to protect him.

"Tsk..."

Seeing the silver wolf's glances towards him were increasingly filled with contempt.

Kafka's lips twitched slightly as she realized that she had to ruthlessly correct the bad thoughts in the girl's mind.

At the same time, he clarified to them that it was just a misunderstanding and told them everything about Zao Wu.

Or rather... "creation".

Kafka, who possessed the synesthesia beacon, naturally could not fail to understand the true meaning of the boy's original sentence.

Yet she took the liberty of naming him.

The name was "Zao Wu", which is very suitable for him.

This unnecessary tenderness may be called weakness.

Who knows, it might turn into a sharp blade that will stab Kafka one day.

But she had never known fear.

So I wanted to do it, so I did it.

Just like how she never loosened her arms around the young man even though she was misunderstood by the Silver Wolf and being stared at by Blade.

From Kafka, Zaowu absorbed the warmth and security that she had never experienced before.

He is like a mayfly with no tomorrow, born in the morning and dead in the evening.

"Do you believe that someone can ignore the shielding and defense works we have set up and put a person in front of me out of thin air?"

"Huh? If you want to make up something, make it more presentable."

"For example, if you go shopping at the space market next door and happen to find a homeless, beautiful boy, then at least I'm willing to sacrifice my IQ to trust you for once."

I found the boy, my family, and he wants to go home with me!

Kafka felt a little stupid just imagining it.

"I believe you."

Blade stands with the sword in his arms, tall and handsome.