Sometimes, he could be unexpectedly sentimental.
That was exactly what Bianca liked about him.
PS1: Here is the fifth update. More tomorrow—let's keep it up~~
Main Text: 011. What a Cringey Couple—They're Actually My Parents OAO
At that moment.
Kevin took Little Griseo around the city, searching here and rummaging there.
He finally found a phone that was more or less usable.
Then he figured out how to hack into it.
Bypassing the password.
Next, he dialed Bianca's private number.
And then... came a somewhat anxious wait.
"Hello..."
The call connected.
It was an exceptionally gentle voice.
But even with such a naturally pleasant tone, it still seemed unable to conceal the weakness and weariness in it, as though she had been heartbroken to the point of exhaustion, leaving her sounding fragile.
It made people feel a little sorry for her.
"Bianca, it's me..."
Kevin gathered himself, pretending to sound relaxed as he began to speak.
Immediately—right away!—from the other end of the phone!
Bianca became agitated.
"Kevin? Is that you, Kevin? You... you're still alive?"
Her overly excited voice was thick with barely restrained sobs.
Her pent-up grievances seemed to erupt all at once.
Even through the phone, it was easy to feel them clearly.
Little Griseo silently watched her father and mother talk on the phone.
She stood obediently beside him without making a sound.
Originally, she had wanted to say that she could draw anything she wanted.
Even if she needed to collect the paints herself.
As long as they weren't special paints corresponding to specific heroic characters.
In daily life, she practically never lacked those things.
For example, drawing a usable phone or some other communication device—or even an airplane or a cruise ship—would be completely fine.
All you had to do was tell me...
And I could draw it.
In reality, there was no need to go through all this trouble, as if they were scavenging through garbage.
But!
Seeing that Kevin seemed stubbornly determined to uphold his pride as a father and show a more reliable side of himself in front of Little Griseo.
So enthusiastic!
So proactive and eager.
Saying that she could leave everything to him...
You see.
Little Griseo might simply have been unwilling to hurt his pride.
So she just decided not to say anything.
She might as well let him do as he pleased.
That was also a little bit of kindness from Little Griseo.
Being able to see her father again.
For her, that was wonderful enough.
She felt very happy...
Even if it wasn't very obvious. At the very least, the corners of her mouth had probably moved a pixel or two, right? They definitely had.
Was this a father doting on his daughter?
No... it was a daughter doting on her father.
As long as he was happy!
"Yes, yes... Right! That's correct..."
"I'm really fine!"
"..."
"I'll send you my coordinates right now."
"Contact someone and have them come take me back to headquarters."
"..."
Kevin probably didn't have much standing in front of Bianca.
The way he nodded and bowed was just far too damn practiced.
Little Griseo watched silently and couldn't help making a French-style look of disdain.
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