A Guide to Raising an Owl Girl

So, during the spanking, Kevin insidiously used his Third Wing's lightning manipulation ability to leave some "good memories" for this somewhat misguided junior through electrotherapy.

Actually, he was just giving her a minor punishment; otherwise, given his abilities, he could easily have made that unfortunate Kiana so terrified that she would lose control of her bladder every time she saw that face.

At this moment, the curious and mischievous Xing poked Kiana's swollen buttocks with great interest, immediately eliciting another soul-stirring groan from the Nordic princess.

"Ouch... ouch... ouch... I'm going to die... don't touch me..."

Immediately, Xing, who had been chased away, darted to Seele's side, pointed at Kiana's buttocks, and muttered under her breath, a smug look on her face as if she had seen through the truth.

"This time the position is right, and the reaction is right too! There's definitely no mistake!"

Seele looked at Kiana with pity, and seeing the senior's pitiful wailing, she couldn't help but timidly offer up her snacks.

"Kiana, it's all for you..."

The Scandinavian young lady's nostrils flared as she caught the sweet and sour aroma of the dried fruit and hawthorn strips, and she immediately perked up.

After turning over in Raiden Mei's arms, the white-haired girl grabbed the patient's special offering, tore open the packaging, and began to devour it.

"You guys are so good, you know how to care for me. Unlike Bronya and Mei, who are so nice to me, but they always keep their game consoles and snacks away from me..."

"However, finding something is no challenge for me, is it?"

"From childhood to adulthood, no matter where my stinky dad hid his secret stash of money, I always managed to steal it to buy snacks and toys..."

"Hehe, that stinky old man still thinks Mom confiscated his savings every month during the deep clean..."

As she ate to her heart's content, Kiana, the Filial Daughter, proudly proclaimed her glorious history of betraying her own father, Siegfried.

"So, the dried plums and hawthorn cakes I use to make soup in my dorm..."

"Game save data for <HOMU Paradise>..."

Upon hearing the question, Kiana instinctively gave a casual answer.

"They were hidden under the pillow and in the closet, so easy to find, of course..."

Kiana, suddenly realizing something, turned around stiffly, her smug expression freezing instantly, followed by her guilty-looking eyes darting around nervously.

"It must have been Sirin from the dorm next door, and that little one with the same name... Someone framed me!"

Raiden Mei had a slight smile on her lips, and invisible black energy swirled and surged around her.

"No wonder I always seem to be missing most of the ingredients when I make soup, and you actually told me it might be a mouse that ran into the dorm next door?"

Kiana jumped up like a startled rabbit, but before she could run a few steps, a pair of huge mechanical arms slammed down on the grass in front of her.

"Idiot Kiana, Bronya's almost at the save point to clear the game!"

Just then, seeing that the unruly white-haired girl was about to get beaten up, Seele ran forward and hurriedly waved her hands.

"No fighting, no getting angry! We must work together to take good care of the baby in Kiana's belly!"

Bronya was slightly taken aback, then suddenly remembered that Raiden Mei had only half-finished the sex education lesson last night, and immediately understood the little girl's good intentions. She reached out and gently stroked Seele's head.

"You've been fooled! She just has a sore butt!"

"Based on the Kaslana Family's recovery rate, the swelling there has already subsided by 60%..."

"Mei, what should we do?"

When Raiden Mei saw the drool stain left on her chest, her smile became even brighter.

"Kiana, haven't you always wanted me to feed you? Today, your wish will come true!"

The white-haired girl, having incurred the wrath of the group, turned green with anger. Taking advantage of the four's inattention, she used her agility to leap up a tree and then ran wildly out of the grove.

"Grab her! Don't let this menace get away!"

Raiden Mei gritted her teeth, heartbroken that she hadn't even had a single bite of the various raw ingredients.

"Give me back my game save!"

"Seele's... snacks..."

"Idiot Kiana, you're not pregnant, why are you pretending to be pitiful! You're deceiving my feelings!"

The four Valkyrie, each with their own agenda, launched a pursuit and interception of the fugitive, turning the quiet, abandoned commercial street park into a scene of chaos once again.

You bastard Kevin! You're the one who caused all this! I'm not finished with you!

The Nordic young lady, chased by four Valkyrie and fleeing in terror, clenched her fists in resentment, adding another black mark to someone's record.

Meanwhile, Kevin, having stolen a half-day of leisure, was taking a leisurely stroll in the woods.

Having not slept well the night before, the usually lazy boy spotted a beautiful, flat, and shady meadow on the way and casually lay down under a tree, ready to take a nap.

However, as the boy lay down, a gentle breeze blew, and he heard a creaking sound of a tree branch breaking overhead.

Just as Kevin looked up in alarm, a huge shadow crashed down, and the reflection in his eyes startled the little boy so much that he forgot to look away.

Bang!

With a dull thud, the girl in the dress, acting on her bird instincts, automatically adjusted her posture as she fell, spreading her legs to absorb the impact and landing safely.

Hmm? Grass? The kind where you can keep sleeping?

After confirming that it was safe, the drowsy little girl opened her eyes a crack before closing them again, and then squatted down.

However, when the hot breath rising from beneath her skirt penetrated her "White Strawberry" velvet fabric defenses and sprayed onto her sensitive skin, the frightened girl covered her skirt and screamed as she jumped away.

"Tina?"

Kevin covered his cheek, which had been scratched red by the heel of his shoe, twitched his lips, and asked in surprise.

The blonde girl in front of him, wearing black knee-high boots and a light blue dress, was none other than Tina Sprant, the little girl he and Raiden Mei had helped out of a predicament near the park.

"Hero of Justice, Sang? What are you doing here?"

Upon meeting Kevin, the dazed little girl rubbed her eyes, feeling a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"Just like you, I'm lazy and sleep in... but I never expected you to have a hobby of squatting in trees..."

To avoid bringing up the awkward experience from earlier, Kevin chuckled and joked.

Tina gave a shy smile and answered with her head bowed in embarrassment.

"Tina has owl genes... she's used to sleeping during the day, and feels very secure up in the trees..."

"Strange, the branches I usually choose should be able to support Tina's weight, so why..."

Just as the two were talking, the sound of a branch snapping rang out again, and a long, black metal box crashed to the ground and broke open.

Kevin's gaze was immediately drawn to the dark tubular object and several bright yellow bullets inside, and the atmosphere between the two instantly froze.

P. S.: I'll only be updating three chapters today. I'm not feeling well, and I currently owe 23 chapters.

Chapter 503, Section 530: The Guide to Raising Owl Girl

In a summer camp in Tokyo, Japan, Toda Hirano served two teas and snacks to two young boys who had come to try out shooting through his acquaintance, Interpol Officer Jill.

The AX338 sniper rifle, manufactured by Accuracy International Ltd. in the UK, has an overall length of 1250mm, a barrel length of 686mm, an unloaded weight of 7.8kg (17.6lbs), and a magazine capacity of 10 rounds...

It's a top-quality product, and it's been modified in seven or eight places; even so, the recoil is something most people couldn't handle...

So, the Cursed Children?

Although Toda Hirano had doubts, he didn't ask any further questions because he trusted Jill.

At this moment, Kevin moved his hands, and with a dazzling series of disassembly and reassembly, the AX338 sniper rifle quickly took shape. Then the boy steadied himself, decisively pulled the trigger, and almost every shot hit the bullseye.

Tina, who was eating a snack nearby, couldn't help but look serious upon seeing this.

"My sister is Arms Dealer, so I've known about all kinds of firearms since I was a child..."

Kevin gave a plausible explanation with a grin, and after having his fill of fun, he readily handed the sniper rifle to Tina, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which, while it's common for trained Cursed Children to carry weapons for self-defense, isn't yours a bit too exaggerated?"

"Luckily, I saw it first; otherwise, if those prejudiced ordinary people had noticed, you might have been taken to the police station for questioning."

Tina couldn't help but recall how, the moment the sniper rifle was exposed, this boy who had once helped her had disregarded her presence and dragged her to this rifle-calibrating spot.

She tried to fight back, but in the blink of an eye, the gun that Kevin had been holding disappeared, and the boy easily neutralized her close-range attacks.

With her ranged weapons stolen and unable to win close combat, Tina had no choice but to let things unfold as they would.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

While pondering, Tina, who had been crouching down, rhythmically pulled the trigger. The high-speed bullets pierced the bullseye every time, her accuracy surpassing even Kevin's.

Wow! Tina is amazing!

As the girl took off her headphones, she was shocked to find herself surrounded by a group of 50 children, all looking at her with adoration.

What's even more bizarre is that each of these little guys is wearing Nano-suit that matches their body size, complete with a full range of tactical attachments.

The submachine guns, sniper rifles, pistols, and high-explosive grenades distributed to them... judging from the reflections on them, they were all genuine!

Tina felt a little dizzy. She even wondered if she had entered a summer camp for teenagers or a secret base for a terrorist organization to train teenage assassins.

"Tina has great shooting talent! Could any of you ask her to teach you some experience and improve your skills? Next time, we can at least get into the top ten..."

"The top ten winners will receive a three-day trip to Disneyland..."

Retired policewoman Asami Nakaoka, dressed in a long dress and casual clothes, distributed two plates of freshly baked chocolate pies and encouraged the children to learn how to make them.

Instantly, Tina, who was already somewhat dazed during the day, was overwhelmed by the successive surge of Cursed Children.

"I've checked, the visa situation in the US..."

"In addition, there's a small auxiliary reconnaissance aircraft called [Xianfeilder] in the gun magazine..."

"The people behind this kid, I don't know if they're overconfident or just plain stupid, but we actually managed to find his IP address along the way..."

"Dr. Ann Rand, a guy obsessed with human modification, expelled from the [Anti-Entropy] Scientists Alliance, he probably represents the voice of a group of marginalized scum."

"Furthermore, based on our observations, this child appears to have undergone mechanization modifications, seemingly to operate that small reconnaissance aircraft and gain control of the battlefield's holographic vision..."

Toda Hirano, who had been injected with T-Virus enhancers several times, had transformed from a couch potato into an athletic champion. As he walked out of the tent, he casually tossed a can of cola to the white-haired boy.

This guy still doesn't look particularly impressive, but his years of service in the SCP Foundation task force have given him a calm and composed demeanor.

"Japan's 787 Mechanized Unit? New Human Plan? It seems there are restless participants on the American side as well..."

"This precious sample of the Cursed Children should be the gift of our cooperation..."

Kevin sipped his cola, muttering to himself as he glanced up at Toda Hirano beside him.

However, this once naive and easily fooled fat otaku has now matured and become quite discreet.

"Don't even try to trick me into revealing anything. In short, Jill's demand is: no interference..."

"The fact that I agreed to help you investigate the origin of that visa and some of the design details of the [Xianfeilder] small reconnaissance aircraft is already a risk I'm taking just because of the name."

"Look up the rest yourself. Anyway, Tokyo's going to be quite lively lately..."

Kevin scratched his head, looking somewhat confused.

"Name?"

Toda Hirano pointed to the white-haired boy in front of him, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"Could we have her fostered here?"

Kevin glanced at Tina, who was gradually blending into the group of Cursed Children, and found that she was also a gentle and kind girl.

She was patiently teaching the group of Cursed Children about the structure of firearms and the effects of wind speed, humidity, temperature, and other factors on ballistics.

Surrounded by the admiring gazes of her peers, Tina became quite animated, speaking more and more animatedly on the small blackboard, clearly finding satisfaction in the process.

"We're not good at raising owls here, especially since they already have owners..."

"No matter how much you feed them, they'll probably have to go back to their nest sooner or later..."

Toda Hirano was somewhat troubled; keeping an eye on this powerful Cursed Children was a rather difficult task.

"Isn't this better?"

Kevin raised his glass in a gesture of acknowledgment, his expression playful.

"Release the birds back to their nests or hunt them, follow the clues to find the child's target and her nest?"

Toda Hirano suddenly realized, then pointed to his nose, looking somewhat annoyed.