The Emanators of Aha are all blunt and outspoken.
Calling someone “darling,” handing over assets, and giving off such a girlfriend vibe—who could handle that?
Stark stumbled in his steps, but he didn’t linger.
This woman actually knew she had some beauty; he definitely couldn’t stay!
Basement.
“Wake up and eat…
Wolfie.”
“Hmm?”
Silver Wolf was curled up in the blanket, a tiny little thing, seeming as if she had never slept so comfortably before.
She opened her eyes, dazed and groggy…
She hugged Stark’s hand that was shaking her.
A moment later, her consciousness gradually cleared, and she immediately pulled back, blushing.
How embarrassing…
She didn’t think Stark’s hand holding her felt comfortable at all!
“You’re tsundere with your words, but your body is very honest, Wolf Cub…
Alright, get up, let’s go eat with the landlady.”
“Oh…”
Silver Wolf still kept her little face cold, but it wasn’t a sullen look; rather, it was that cool, cute, tsundere expression, carrying a small air of “I don’t submit to anyone.”
Perhaps it was because the game cartridge had already given her some initial confidence?
After all, she was an untamable lone wolf at heart!
Stark helped her put on her jacket and led her back to the living room, following rule number one for giving a child a perfect childhood.
A family must eat together!
“Aren’t you going to sit with the landlady?”
“Stark, you’re blushing.”
“The landlady seems to be smiling…”
Nihilux was indeed smiling secretly.
Nothing else; she just thought of something happy, and it definitely wasn’t directed at anyone present.
“Stark…
Stark?”
Silver Wolf hadn’t forgotten her mission.
She tried very hard, whispering into Stark’s ear.
She was still a bit intimidated by Nihilux.
After all, Stark “owed” her.
Now that she and Stark were living under someone else’s roof, even if Silver Wolf was naive, she probably understood that having a love rival’s daughter living in the house wouldn’t make anyone feel comfortable…
“Cub, you’re a bit chatty today.”
“…”
Silver Wolf immediately shut her mouth and lowered her head.
“Ahem, I’m not saying you can’t talk, but saying those things in front of her makes us both very awkward.”
And besides…
If she really were a stepmother, this would be quite offensive.
Whispering to one’s former lover right in front of her—if that isn’t courting trouble and targeting her, then what is?
However, Silver Wolf clearly couldn’t think that far ahead.
“The landlady can’t hear us, right?”
“…”
It wasn’t that she couldn’t hear; it was just impossible to explain.
“Cub, eat your food obediently!”
“Are you going to be obedient?”
Stark simply pulled Silver Wolf into his arms and started feeding her, ignoring her muffled protests and forcing her to eat…
“You need to grow, try to get taller than 1.5 meters.”
“Mmph, I…”
“Do you like me feeding you that much?
Come on, ‘ah,’ open wide.”
Stark is a bad guy!
From that moment on, a seed of rebellion was planted in young Silver Wolf’s heart.
When she grew up, she would definitely make the bad guy Stark experience the same feeling.
As for now, she had to quietly accumulate strength.
For example…
Crushing the Arcade machines at the Arcade.
However, there was always work to do at the fast-food restaurant during the day, especially after the neighbors found out the restaurant had changed chefs.
They came to have a taste.
They discovered the chef was a handsome silver-haired young man?
The middle-aged women and aunties next door increased their visits significantly, as if they were grinding NPC favorability, which greatly increased Stark’s workload…
Even when the chef stayed in the kitchen, he couldn’t find peace.
In truth, there weren’t too many customers, but whenever he came out to catch his breath, he would have the back of his hand touched by women who felt “sorry” for him.
“Young man, this job is tiring, right?”
“Don’t you want something easier…”
These people ranged from level 20 to level 30, but still, no one dared to act recklessly in the fast-food restaurant.
Nihilux just smiled lazily…
Don’t be surprised.
It was just that she had previously wiped out a few pests that annoyed her, and who knew everyone would suddenly become so well-behaved?
Nihilux observed with pleasure, but Silver Wolf was very unhappy!
Why did these women have no sense of boundaries?
And the landlady didn’t even object—didn’t she see it?
Or was she angry?
At times like this, she would always silently come to Stark’s side, acting as if she were acting spoiled, and quietly tug at the corner of his clothes.
“Stark…”
The woman was slightly stunned.
“Who is this?”
“My daughter.”
Stark didn’t shy away from it.
Even if the other person was quite good-looking, being groped was very unpleasant.
Is this what the service industry is like?
Sigh…
Knowing he had a child, they should retreat in the face of difficulties, right?
But the women didn’t mind.
Having a child didn’t stop him from being handsome.
But only after getting close did they realize: level???
Good heavens…
A big shot hiding in plain sight; she had truly encountered one.
The Hacker Guild’s level identification isn’t impossible to change, provided you have the skill and technique.
However, those who can change it have no need to do so.
The level is the identity marker of Punklorde, and those without the ability, well, there’s even less need to mention them.
“You have a child?
It’s fine, I don’t mind.”
“…”
“My daughter is going to get jealous.”
“So, sorry.”
Silver Wolf tried hard to keep that little cold face, but her skin was still burning hot.
She certainly wasn’t jealous!
She was just trying to maintain the relationship between the landlady and Stark.
This idiot, why didn’t he know how to refuse?
No wonder…
he would be resented by the landlady!
“Idiot…”
She ran away.
Consequently, Stark simply chose to stay in the kitchen and not come out.
When there were no customers, he would sneakily write the sequel to his novel.
He couldn’t remember some parts clearly, but that didn’t stop him from fabricating them.
After all, someone was urging him for the manuscript offline.
He didn’t dare to stop.
The tiny Silver Wolf would go around collecting plates and helping with the cleaning.
“…”
Boring work.
But she wasn’t tired of it.
She went back and forth, cooperating with Stark in a tacit understanding.
Nihilux would also help.
The landlady was always pleasant when talking to outsiders and was quite talkative.
She seemed to be very well-liked by the people on this street.
In contrast, this job didn’t require her to say much.
She just needed to serve food and pour tea and water…
At night, she could grind scores at the Arcade—Pong, Snake, Thunder Fighter…
Because it was too simple, she even had plenty of time to digest the knowledge base in her mind, such as the widely known hacker techniques of Punklorde.
If only she could modify bank card numbers…
Wouldn’t Stark not have to work so hard cooking?
Silver Wolf began to seriously study hacker techniques.
She unexpectedly found these things very easy to understand, not as difficult as she had imagined, but she couldn’t put them into practice.
Perhaps she needed some equipment?
No money…
Then she could only scavenge for materials to assemble it.
The knowledge base had assembly methods, and even manufacturing methods, but she still needed money to buy the most basic parts, or use Aether Editing?
That thing was a bit complicated…
And it required calling upon Imaginary energy to change reality parameters.
Without equipment, and not having stepped onto a Path, she couldn’t call upon it, so there was no way to talk about performing Aether Editing to modify reality.
Consequently, about ten days later, the Wolf Cub finally made up her mind.
After listening to the story at night, for once, she didn’t go to sleep obediently.
“Stark, do you want money?”
“I do…”
“Um, you transfer some money to me first, and when I learn the techniques, I’ll help you earn a ton of money…
You don’t believe me?
The game cartridge says…”
“No, I just think, Wolf Cub, you have a real talent for joining pyramid schemes and scams.”