Perhaps Adam had inherited Kosma's long-standing fine tradition.
Sometimes, he was truly a man of few words.
That personality was far too disadvantageous!
Thinking of this,
Kosma of the Previous Era couldn't help sighing.
"Don't worry."
Su's memory said quietly, "Perhaps your Adam will have a daughter in the future, and Little Griseo will win her over, too. When that happens, that will be an even more exhausting time for you..."
"..." If you can't say anything nice, then don't say anything at all! Su!
Several Kosmas fell silent—a silence loud enough to deafen.
Whether or not Adam was their biological son, they were all Adam's "fathers"!
The moment they imagined their granddaughter, whom they had never met, being whisked away by Little Griseo, their moods instantly darkened.
Over the course of these years,
Kosma had gradually become somewhat more cheerful.
He had also started talking more.
He was no longer so gloomy.
But now!
It was as though he had been knocked straight back to his original state.
Bitter wine entered his throat, and his heart ached.
As expected, brothers existed to make fun of one another.
Several Kevins and several Kosmas let out long sighs, becoming even more melancholy.
However, they also knew!
This couldn't be blamed on Little Griseo.
Personal worship, rule by idol... had practically reached its peak on the Ark.
It was just like the emperors of ancient times.
They did nothing at all,
yet countless women still threw themselves at them.
If it hadn't been made clear that Little Griseo didn't like boys, even more boys would probably have begun to make a move, perhaps even putting their thoughts into practice directly.
Compared with Little Griseo liking boys, or simply being bisexual,
they still felt that Little Griseo was fine just the way she