Itsuka Shiori: Sensei's Wife Is Dead?

Her bloodline buff was all focused on development, she disliked physical training, and she was small.

He did not even need to activate the Black Crown. The impact alone left tears glistening at the corners of her eyes, her legs trembling, her mouth sore, and her calves exhausted.

The next day, when she got up, she clamored about going to discuss Little Kiana and Hong's schoolwork with Megumin, then playing games with Yoyo and Skadi.

"Where's Huihui?"

Holding the chocolate Russell had brought back, Natsumi looked around. When she did not spot a certain Crimson Demon girl, confusion appeared on her face.

"You have to call her Mom."

"She went back to Terra. I doubt she'll be doing things alone with me anymore."

Russell rubbed his adopted daughter's little head, feeling somewhat depressed himself.

That idiot Huihui had put all her Stat Allocation into breast size and mana, barely adding anything to her other attributes. Even he did not know what to do with her.

"Will Huihui not be here from now on?"

Even though she had been told to call Huihui Mom, Natsumi still called her by name.

"That's right."

"But in a week or two, you should be able to see her again."

Russell could not help knocking on her little head.

Huihui had run away because her solo record was especially ugly, but after returning to Terra, she obviously could not keep avoiding Russell.

"...I'll be able to see her again in two weeks?"

A flash of disappointment seemed to pass over Natsumi's little face.

Ah...

Did Natsumi have some rather immoral thoughts about him?

Feeling the emotions drifting from her, Russell looked troubled.

Of course he liked being pursued by women.

But if it was a loli, that was a little...

Was it just his imagination?