Destination: The Imaginary Tree! (Continued)

Wouldn't that mean Durandal was going to take Kiana with her, inject themselves with Saintess's blood, and then hang themselves together?

"That's enough."

Russell took a deep breath and made a famous meme expression.

"I'm a decent person."

You can fool the guys with that, but don't fool yourself. You, a decent person?

Then give me a decent solution that explains the current situation better than mine.

The Prompt Device seemed especially rampant today.

Russell: "..."

Damn it.

It actually did seem a little difficult.

Parents' Love Story was inherently an absurd problem. Trying to solve it in a decent way...

was obviously difficult.

But it seemed like he could play the part in character.

Turning into a child, acknowledging an older sister, then flirting around everywhere—wasn't that a possible route too?

Thinking of that, Russell could not help puffing out his chest.

As long as he showed everyone what he looked like when he was going around nibbling on other women, wouldn't that settle it?

He just had to be the kind of scumbag that made people think, that's enough already.

He was really good at that.

Then he would follow the plot and put on a belated prodigal son's return.

Mm.

That was it.

Russell gave himself a mental thumbs-up.

"Now, you may choose your respective points in time."

"Next, I will place you at different time nodes and determine how many Shadowkhan Knights and Shadows of Devouring to assign you as support, depending on the circumstances."

The clear division of duties...

was conveyed just like that.

"I'll act with you."

Huihui stretched out her hand with a huff, Russell's reflection visible in her ruby-like eyes.

"For me... the first two years of 2000, and 1976."

Kiana mentioned two points in time.

One was when Cecilia was born.