Because of her status as his stepmother and her dedication to work, her relationship with Sakurami Atsushi was only fairly good. They had not yet reached the point where they could talk about anything.
Yet this man's words seemed to unravel the negative emotions that had accumulated within Sakurami Atsushi, gradually changing his reserved personality.
"Who told me I owed you..."
Kevin stroked Yuzuriha Inori's little head, casually took the report, glanced over it, and quietly slipped it into the document folder.
Even if Ouma Kuro had chosen a safe, natural growth method, how good could a clone's body really be?
"Take good care of her..."
After leaving those words behind, Sakurami Haruharu took back the documents, turned, and headed for the Underground laboratory.
They had already finalized the overall arrangements overnight. There was still much to be done now.
And this decisive, battle-hardened officer happened to be deeply loved by children. Having him look after Yuzuriha Inori was undoubtedly the best choice.
The morning sun rose, scattering fragments of gold through the air. The scent of food, the gentle breeze, the noisy voices—everything felt exceptionally peaceful.
"Want to fly?"
As Yuzuriha Inori sat quietly in a daze, Kevin reached out and placed a strawberry-flavored fruit gummy into her slightly parted lips. Then he pointed at the purplish-red sky and asked in a tempting tone.
"Mhm..."
Yuzuriha Inori raised her head and made a clear, soft sound through her nose. A trace of anticipation appeared in her eyes as she gazed at the vast sky.
Kevin took a deep breath, smiled, and stood up. As his right hand slowly clenched, crown-shaped markings emerged.
At the same time, a pair of light wings more than three feet long extended from either side of the commander's shoulder blades.
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