I Want to Help Your Godfather

"How come I feel like Ivy..."

"Doesn't like you?"

"Yes."

On the streets of the Upper West Side, Harley Quinn was not surprised to hear Li Ang say that.

She said, "Because Ivy and I are best friends, and we were in love too."

Harley Quinn openly admitted it.

Li Ang found it a little hard to accept, yet it also felt perfectly normal.

This was America.

Besides men and women, there were over a hundred other genders here.

No wonder Poison Ivy Pamela cared so much about Harley Quinn. She had not only enhanced her body, but had practically granted her every wish.

Harley Quinn did not let Li Ang dwell on it. "That's all in the past. Now I only love you, darling!"

"Let's hurry home. We only have half a day left."

Joker and Harley Quinn had been a twisted pair, and there had never been any feelings between them—only Joker's exploitation of Harley Quinn.

Even attempted murder.

Joker had wanted to kill Harley Quinn countless times, but Harley Quinn was tough to kill.

And now, she had finally decided to stop loving Joker completely.

All she needed to do was fall in love with someone else.

For the sake of that remaining half day, the two did not even leave their room after getting home. The entire shabby old building seemed to shake like it was in an earthquake.

Since both of them had "superhuman" physical abilities, they neither tired nor grew hungry.

It was not until school let out that Li Ang remembered he needed to make dinner.

"Kara will be back soon. I need to make dinner."

Li Ang struggled to get up.

At the mention of Kara's name, Harley Quinn stopped trying to hold him back. Otherwise, she would surely drag him back again.

She was like a machine that never stopped, and even Li Ang was starting to fear her.

Why did this feel like working in a factory?

In the kitchen, Li Ang was trying to make stir-fried pork with peppers.

Since Chinatown was right nearby, ingredients like green chili peppers were easy to buy.

This was already difficult enough for Li Ang, since it was his first time cooking it, and Harley Quinn kept interfering.

At the moment, Harley wore nothing but his white shirt, showing off her long, flawless legs. Her fishnet stockings had vanished long ago.

Every now and then, she hugged Li Ang from behind and said, "Wow, darling, you really know how to make Chinese food?"

At other times, she tried to help him get the seasonings, but since she could not tell them apart—light soy sauce, for example—she only made things worse.

In the end, when Kara came home, she saw a blackened lump of pork and peppers in front of her.

Thankfully, the rice was fine.

Kara looked at them and asked, "Godfather, this is...?"

"Harley said she wanted to try making Chinese food."

Li Ang immediately spoke up. He had to protect his image in Kara's eyes.

Harley Quinn thought the same, so she said, "I only helped your godfather a little."

"Believe me, I can do lots of things. Next time, I'll fry you a steak."

Hearing that, Kara understood.

These two really were unreliable.

Especially since Harley Quinn was still wearing Li Ang's clothes. That made her even more displeased.

Even so, obedient Kara still ate.

Actually, aside from looking a little bad, it tasted quite good.

Chinese food was like that. As long as you followed the steps, it generally would not taste too bad.

As long as you did not use too much seasoning or make it too heavily flavored.

And at Kara's age, she naturally preferred stronger flavors anyway.

"Don't rush, there's more in the oven."

Li Ang brought out some roasted pork chops.

Fortunately, the pork chops had turned out fine. All he had needed to do was spread the sauce evenly over them and put them in the oven.

Thus, the family of "three" began eating.

This was not Harley Quinn's first time eating Chinese food. Every city had a Chinatown now, so Chinese food was hardly rare.

But for her, this was the first time she had eaten authentic Chinese food rather than an Americanized version.

She had originally thought it would taste terrible, but after one bite, she realized—

"So pork can taste this good?"

In her impression, pork had always tasted bad.

That was precisely why there were so many vegetarians.

Was it because they did not like eating meat?

No, it was because meat did not taste good.

But Chinese food did not have that problem.

Li Ang ignored her and asked Kara instead, "How was your day?"

"Pretty good."

Kara answered.

"That girl... Rachel? How are you getting along with her?"

Hearing that question, Kara thought for a moment.

Rachel was very quiet, even a little withdrawn. It seemed she had only spoken to Kara all day.

Thinking of that, Kara answered, "Not bad."

Li Ang felt somewhat relieved. "You're friends. Remember to protect her."

Kara nodded as she ate her pork chop. "I will."

Harley Quinn listened to the conversation between father and daughter, her eyes flickering as she thought about something unknown.

After dinner, Li Ang was about to head out.

But he felt uneasy.

Harley Quinn would be staying here. What if she led Kara astray?

So he said, "I'm heading out. Stay home and don't go wandering around."

"Don't worry, darling. You know how well-behaved I am, don't you?"

Harley Quinn knew he was saying it for her benefit, so she immediately made a promise.

Li Ang himself had no idea how much truth there was in that promise.

But he had no choice except to trust her.

Li Ang locked the door and headed to the Iceberg Lounge.

Though he had not said anything, Harley Quinn could definitely guess where he was going.

The suit Frank wore was far too conspicuous.

In all of Gotham, aside from Penguin, no one else would require their men to dress like that.

At the Iceberg Lounge, Li Ang went straight to see Penguin and told him about the liquor.

"Street Demonz?"

Penguin narrowed his eyes and said, "What do you think we should do?"

Hearing Penguin's question, Li Ang offered no opinion.

"I'll leave it entirely to Mr. Cobblepot."

Penguin gave a faint, mocking laugh.

He could tell that Li Ang was a good man who did not want to get involved in these matters.

But in Gotham, people had no choice but to go along with it.

Li Ang would understand eventually.

"Then get back to work."

Li Ang nodded and returned to the lounge. Faced with all those shapely, hormone-filled figures, he had no interest anymore.

He realized that compared with Harley Quinn, ordinary women seemed shallow and unremarkable.

He did not like decorative dolls. He liked "special" women like Harley Quinn.

Harley Quinn brought him danger and excitement, sending his adrenaline surging.

At home, Harley Quinn was doing something that would definitely make his adrenaline surge.

She had already put on the clothes she bought today. She had deliberately protected them from being ruined by Li Ang's craziness.

After admiring herself in the mirror, Harley Quinn went to Kara's bedroom door and knocked.

"Kara, darling, the night is still young. How about I take you out to have some fun?"

She stood at the door, tempting her.

"No!"

Kara responded quickly.

She was still very obedient. Her godfather had told her not to go out, so she would not wander off.

Even though she really wanted to test her abilities now.

"Really? I want to help your godfather."