Liu Bai: Why Do I Have to Look After Kids Every Day-?!

"It's so late, we should go home," Liu Bai said, somewhat disappointed—but it was the truth.

"Wait a little longer, it's not completely dark yet," Shibao glanced at the sky. "How about we go get some dinner first?"

"Dinner?" Liu Bai raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to eat?"

"Of course it's noodles. I'm a little nostalgic for the taste of the past."

Shibao stretched and asked, "Are there any noodle shops tucked away in those secluded alleys around here?"

"You could try your luck in Chinatown," Liu Bai said objectively, "But it might not taste the same as you remember."

"The taste in my memory is just an adjective. To be honest, I just want to eat noodles—just like when I was in high school."

Shibao said very directly.

"That noodle-eating experience wasn't a pleasant memory; we ran into Death Soldier on the way out," Liu Bai chuckled, recalling the incident. "But you really never get tired of it."

"There are times when I get tired of it... Kevin ... Although the details of what happened back then are a bit blurry, he always organizes everyone to eat noodles during team building activities—it's not that the noodles are bad, but even I know that eating noodles in that atmosphere is just not right, right?"

Shibao scratched his face, revealing an expression of arduous recollection.

"At the very least, we should have some meat and fish, right? What's the point of eating noodles? Does anyone get excited just because noodles can be refilled indefinitely?"

Liu Bai shrugged, offering no comment.

However, the two were lucky, as they found a noodle shop in Chinatown not long after they arrived.

Shibao ordered a bowl of noodles, while Liu Bai sat opposite him watching Shibao slurp his noodles.

"Hmm... it doesn't taste as good anymore."

After taking the first bite, Shibao gave his heartfelt evaluation.

"It's hard to imagine why I was craving this so much when I was at school."

Even if emotions and memories are inherited, some things will still be different.

"Perhaps... because it's cheap and delicious?"

"Maybe so. Back then, even though we didn't lack living expenses, we still lived a bit frugally. Teacher Liu, those experiments you conducted were too expensive."

That's really hurtful.

Although the person in front of me isn't the main character, it actually adds a unique flavor to the experience.

"But since you passed the exam, I won't say anything to you."

"Passing... was it because Planck let us pass?" Shibao, who was slurping noodles, looked a little awkward. "I, I have some self-awareness. On that paper... I was only really confident that I could get around forty points."

"It's really rare to hear the words 'self-awareness' from you. I thought you would say something like 'I can do anything'."

Liu Bai took out a clean chopstick and tapped Shibao on the head.

"Then why does it still feel so awkward?"

"Won't this make me owe her a favor...?"

Shibao was feeling the weight of social obligations for the first time, seemed a little uneasy.

"It's good to know that you owe people favors."

Liu Bai looked at the restless Shibao with a somewhat happy expression.

The current Shibao is clearly not as willful as it was when it first came out; it's no longer like a willful and reckless child.

"Remember to thank them when you get back. Oh, and also remember to apologize to Einstein's door after it's fixed."

"To those guys... I know."

Shibao hesitated for a moment before nodding.

Although Liu Bai forbade her to use her abilities, Shibao wasn't truly incapable of distinguishing right from wrong. She had a pretty good idea of who treated her well and who treated Shibao badly.

Especially with Liu Bai present, most of Shibao's impulses and willfulness were automatically suppressed. So, while considering how to perform better in front of Liu Bai, Shibao also had some mental space to discern who was nice to her.

Clearly, although the people she met in Anti-Entropy might have been unpleasant in their words and coveted Teacher Liu, she could sense that they didn't harbor any ill intentions towards her.

... To be honest, if Liu Bai hadn't been there, Shibao definitely wouldn't have listened to most people.

Liu Bai's current role is more like an irreplaceable chain, restraining Shibao's willfulness and violence, and guiding Shibao.

(In the end, isn't he just a life coach for raising children?)

As for why Fu Hua couldn't get along with Shibao... firstly, because the two had a fundamental conflict regarding the issue of "existence".

Secondly... Fu Hua may be intelligent enough, but she is clearly lacking in emotional intelligence, and she speaks rather bluntly.

On the other hand, although Shibao seems cute and clueless right now, with proper education, she might surpass Fu Hua in emotional intelligence... well, maybe.

What? You mean IQ?

Who gave you such a stupid idea? Did Shibao kick your brain?

"Um... is there something on my face? Why are you staring at me, Teacher Liu?"

As Shibao asked the question, he rubbed his face.

"... It's nothing, but if you want to apologize, don't forget the gift."

"Eh... you still need to buy a gift?"

"Although they wouldn't care if we didn't buy it—this is your decision."

"Me? Um... I... I... then I'll buy it!"

After a moment of panic, Shibao quickly made a decision.

"But the gift... Planck said it's a thank-you gift, so how about I just get a bowl of noodles from here?"

"It's a bit casual, but it shows some thought." Liu Bai nodded, though his verbal evaluation wasn't high, he was quite satisfied in his heart.

After all, most gift shops are closed at this time of year, and Planck himself is not materialistic, so buying whatever he can and taking it back is a good option.

"What about Einstein's? You broke Einstein's door. An apology and a thank-you gift are not the same thing. This can't be settled with just a bowl of noodles."

"Um... that messy hair... how about I give her a door?"

Shibao asked cautiously.

"...?"

What kind of twisted logic is that?

"Hua, I have to remind you, you should help people fix the door, not give them a door and make them fix it themselves."

"No, no, no, Teacher Liu, you've got the wrong idea."

Shibao waved his hand repeatedly.

"What I mean is, I'll fix the door and then send her a spare."

"...?"

This logic is even more incomprehensible—incomprehensible in every sense of the word.

"That way, we can fix the door immediately if it breaks next time, right?"

"... You want a next time?"

"For example, for example." Seeing Liu Bai's changed tone, Shibao hurriedly waved his hands, "But what I mean is, if other doors are broken, they can be brought here to be repaired immediately..."

Seeing Liu Bai's gaze, Shibao fell silent as he spoke.

"... When she comes back later, treat her to a bowl of noodles."

Liu Bai sighed. Although he had said something like "it can't be solved with just a bowl of noodles," he still chose the simplest method after hearing Shibao's Liu Bai thought process.

Although I have made great progress in the character education of Shibao, it seems that I have completely failed in the intellectual education.

"... If I treat people to noodles every day, am I becoming Kevin?"

However, Shibao looked awkward upon hearing this.

That brat is really troublesome.

"... Go slurp your noodles."

"Oh..."

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"I'm back!"

Shibao skipped and hopped back to the Anti-Entropy Headquarters.

"You guys are really late," Planck said, glancing at the clock with a displeased expression.

"It took Hua Fei a while to get back."

Liu Bai, now back in the puppet's body, explained calmly, while giving Shibao a meaningful look.

This level of subtle hint is something that even Shibao would readily understand.

"Here you go, Professor Planck! A midnight snack!"

Shibao took a deep breath and handed over the packaged noodles in one smooth motion.

But then, this "one breath" came to an end.

"Um... this is... this is that thank-you gift."

His speech became slurred for a moment, but fortunately Planck could still hear him fairly clearly.

"Eh... a thank-you gift? Mine?"

Planck looked somewhat surprised.

To be honest, she never expected to receive a gift from Shibao still had the personality of a child.

"It was the exam at noon, and I know I only got forty-something points..."

Shibao turned his head away somewhat embarrassedly, completely losing his usual impulsiveness.

This was even more embarrassing than she had imagined.

"In short... I am very grateful for your understanding, Professor. Thanks to you, I was able to have a good time with Teacher Liu this afternoon."

Liu Bai: "..."

Planck: "..."

The first half of the sentence was alright, but the second half... it's clearly a landmine!

"... This kind of gratitude is really not something that makes people happy at all—at least not from a woman's perspective."

Planck sighed. "From a teacher's perspective... I'm not after the gift, I just want you to be happy—of course, I'm not your teacher."

That's right, Planck's initial reason for letting Shibao pass was to make Shibao happy—although he ended up digging his own grave.

"However, I will accept this gift with my own pride... Thank you for your kind gesture."

To be honest, I'm a little mentally exhausted.

"Thanks is fine, but that's enough."

Shibao suddenly refused.

... Wait a minute, isn't this just a polite remark?

"I've had enough noodles."

"...?"

Planck glanced at the packaged noodles in his hand, then looked at Liu Bai with a scrutinizing gaze.

There is only one meaning in my eyes

—How did you raise this child?!

Chapter 113 Liu Bai: Why do I have to take care of a child every day?!

"I thought my parenting was successful until she picked up things from the ground to eat."

Liu Bai stubbornly replied.