Stark smiled, while Silver Wolf puffed out her cheeks, looking slightly annoyed.
She was not a scammer…
“How much do you want?”
“Fi…
fi…”
“Fifty thousand, or five hundred thousand?”
Stark had a bit of a headache.
If it was five hundred thousand, would he have to sell himself and Nihilux?
But even if he did, they wouldn’t be able to scrape together that much money.
“Five hundred…”
Silver Wolf muttered in a low voice, seemingly frightened.
“Pfft…”
“How pathetic.”
“You, you’re the one who’s pathetic!”
The Wolf Lord was embarrassed and angry.
What was wrong with five hundred?
Wasn’t that just because she was afraid of putting pressure on Stark?
If they really had five hundred thousand, would they still be living so frugally?
It couldn’t be that Stark and the landlady were actually some big-shot tycoons…
…pretending to be poor just for her to see, right?
She did indeed feel that something was off, because the game cartridge was given to her by Stark.
Such an amazing item—could the person who obtained it really be an ordinary person?
And the woman he was pursuing, could she be an ordinary person?
But the Wolf Cub didn’t have time to overthink it, because Stark was laughing wildly, muttering “five hundred” over and over while clutching his stomach.
What was so funny?
“Don’t laugh!”
“I said don’t laugh!”
Silver Wolf was so annoyed her face flushed red.
She punched and kicked, but Stark pressed down on her head, keeping her at bay while he continued to laugh heartily.
She lost her composure.
Almost subconsciously, she started rolling around on the bed.
So annoying, so annoying, so annoying!
Why couldn’t she do anything about this guy?
Bullying the weak, shameless, acting inappropriately for his age—what on earth was so funny?
What kind of father acts like this?
And he still wanted her to call him “Daddy”?
In his dreams!
[Your favorability towards Stark has increased.]
[Current: 40.]
The panel popped up by the game cartridge seemed to be mocking her.
Silver Wolf completely lost it this time; her eyes widened, and a sob caught in her throat.
Even when she was getting beaten up, she hadn’t felt this bad.
At this moment, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and whoosh, they slid right out…
She didn’t want to live anymore!
Why was everyone bullying her…
“Cough, cough, pfft, sorry, I’ll stop laughing.
You’re crying?
Surely not, right?
My Wolfie wouldn’t do that, would she?”
She would.
Silver Wolf continued to wallow in self-abandonment, pouting, then rolled over and presented her backside to Stark, not intending to look at him directly.
She didn’t want to pay attention to Stark.
She clearly wasn’t like this before; she wouldn’t have cried over such a trivial matter.
Why on earth was this happening?
“Wait, are you really crying?”
“Hey, why?
I didn’t say I wouldn’t give it to you.
Wolf Cub, why are you being such a sore loser?
Cough, cough…
um, say something, okay?”
“I was wrong, really, Wolfie.”
Stark scratched his head in embarrassment, looking like a father trying to salvage the situation after breaking his daughter’s composure, but all Silver Wolf gave him was her back.
After a long while.
“Do you really know you were wrong?”
“Yes, I sincerely acknowledge my mistake…”
Silver Wolf decided to forgive Stark because she couldn’t figure out why she had been so angry either.
It felt like a rush of blood had surged to her head, and then she was just filled with willfulness and temper.
Her tone softened, but her mouth still had ideas of its own.
“Where were you wrong?”
“I was wrong to laugh at my Silver Wolf for being timid, only asking for five hundred credits, stuttering, and looking so cute when she was scared.”
“Sorry…”
“Yeah…
I also…”
Silver Wolf snuck a glance back, her fingers twisting as she gripped Stark’s hand.
She shouldn’t have thrown a tantrum either; a Wolf Lord must be brave enough to admit her mistakes.
However, before she could say it, Stark laughed out loud again.
“Pfft, ahahaha…”
“Sorry…
no…
I…”
“Five hundred credits, haha…”
“I can’t take it.”
He couldn’t stop the laughter.
Sometimes people just have moments like these, where their funny bone gets tickled, but Stark wasn’t someone who couldn’t control his expressions.
He felt like someone was messing with him.
It had to be Aha’s doing!
“Mmph—”
Silver Wolf froze abruptly.
Her whole body was like a steam train blowing its whistle, gradually turning red.
He was still laughing!
Was there no end to this…
She shed tears of grievance.
This father was hopeless!
“I hate you the most, Stark!”
“Hiss, haha, ouch, stop biting!
I was wrong, hahaha, someone is sabotaging me, I really didn’t want to laugh…”
That’s right.
There was someone, but it wasn’t Aha; it was Nihilux.
She had added some amusement, preserving Stark’s original mood.
Was it intentional, or accidental?
That was, of course…
Nihilux left in a pleasant mood.
That was close; she almost let the Wolf Cub slip away from the Path of Elation.
Stark had a bite mark on his chest, and Silver Wolf had received one thousand credits.
She wanted to refuse, but Stark said this was a performance bonus for the recent good business at the fast-food restaurant.
It was what she deserved.
“So, what do you need money for?”
“Do you understand?
Hacker technology—I need equipment.”
“Is one thousand enough for that?”
“I’ll find second-hand parts and assemble it myself…”
Human speech…
Picking up trash and scrap from the Upper District and building it herself.
The little Wolf Lord had already learned the principle of “DIY for self-sufficiency.” Stark rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought.
She really was his daughter, after all.
They were thinking on the same wavelength.
But that said…
Was there a possibility that he had already prepared for this?
These past few days, he hadn’t just been busy playing the role of a househusband.
He had also been busy drawing the protagonist Otto from Honkai Impact 3rd, localized to perfectly fit the worldview of Honkai: Star Rail, charging directly at the Imaginary Tree to save his beloved…
Rushing manuscripts for Battle Through the Heavens, and Honkai: Star Rail: What Should I Do If Ms.
Herta Looks at Me Like This?
Since he had already transmigrated, who cared about copyright…
Of course, these weren’t the main points.
The point was that the group of thugs he had dealt with earlier finally came in handy.
That young man named Willis was quite sensible, though he didn’t know why his gaze was a bit intense when looking at him.
What, did they really develop feelings through fighting?
“Don’t be in a rush.
Later, come with me.”
“…”
Silver Wolf was confused by his mysterious behavior, but since Stark had said so, she would wait until later and follow him to see.
She didn’t realize at all…
Just like spring rain nourishing everything, her trust in Stark was growing stronger.
Of course, wanting her to call him “Daddy” was impossible.
Every time she felt touched, the game cartridge would pop up with strange options, such as “Daddy, I love you,” “Repay Daddy with a kiss,” and “How about being Silver Wolf’s daddy forever?”
It was simply…
eerie.
There was no way she would choose those.
At most, she would hug Stark and say thank you.
Acting cutesy was just so disgusting…
At this moment, in an abandoned courtyard in the Black Alley.
A group of people surrounded Willis, their tone full of distrust.
“You really sold those scraps to him?
The price is really as high as you said!?”
“What point would there be in me lying to you?”
“Brother Yun is very generous.
This is the money.
I won’t say anything else; I’ll treat you all to a meal tonight.
If you trust me, come with me.”
“I can’t run away, and if I lied to you, wouldn’t you beat me to death?”
“You brat…
your mouth has been quite glib lately, huh?”