New Identity

On the experimental table, Nakiri used a tablet to continuously show Fran various things she often saw in daily life, trying to teach her to pronounce them. Fran had a strong learning ability; as long as Nakiri said something once, she could repeat it.

During this time, with Erina Nakiri's tacit permission, Jilan picked up the research materials that Erina had placed on the experimental table and began to look at the information about Quirk Cuisine and Fran's body. She would occasionally glance at the little Fran in front of the nutrient tank, who was diligently poking at it with her finger and studying, and smile gently. Of course, these materials only provided the most basic explanations of the conclusions, and the specific research process was not mentioned.

Just as the three were enjoying their pleasant atmosphere, Jilan's cell phone suddenly rang, the shrill sound echoing throughout the entire laboratory.

Nakiri and Fran's studies were interrupted. Nakiri glanced at Jilan with some displeasure, while Fran looked at him with curiosity.

Jilan smiled awkwardly and walked to a corner of the room to answer the phone.

"Hey, Jilan, the welcome party is about to start, where are you now?" Yaoyorozu's gentle voice came through the phone. "We're in the stairwell of the welcome building, waiting for you and Bakugo."

Bakugo is here too? Jilan was a little surprised, but he quickly realized that as the champion of the Sports Festival, Bakugo should have received an invitation.

"I understand, I'll be right there."

Little Fran's head popped out from under Erina Nakiri's chest, and she asked curiously, "Mom, who was that woman on the phone?"

Nakiri, feigning seriousness, shushed, "Shh, those are your father's mistresses. If we ask them anything, your father will scold us."

"Hey, I heard what you said. What are you teaching your child? I'll sue you for defamation." Jilan said speechlessly after hanging up the phone.

Nakiri stroked Fran's head, and Fran smiled, her eyes narrowing like a cat. Nakiri said softly, "This isn't something I taught her. This child is very dependent on you and cares a lot about your affairs."

Jilan could naturally see that even when Erina Nakiri was teaching Fran common sense, Jilan could always feel a gaze watching her.

Seeing that Jilan remained silent, Fran quietly snuggled closer to Nakiri's arms and whispered, "Dad, did I say something wrong?"

Seeing Fran like this, Jilan's heart softened. He stepped forward, reached out and ruffled Fran's hair, messing up her soft blonde hair.

Whether in her past life or this one, Jilan has never had the experience of raising a daughter. Putting aside troublesome elementary school students like Hayato Kawajiri, Jilan quite enjoys having such a lovely daughter.

Neither the mother nor the child had anything to do with him; he had inexplicably ended up on the same path as Yoshikage Kira.

Suddenly, Jilan realized that her other hand was being lifted up and placed on a spherical object. Jilan looked down and saw that Erina Nakiri was holding her free hand with both hands and placing it on her hair, seemingly wanting Jilan to ruffle her hair.

"What are you doing?"

Nakiri by Jilan's words, Nakiri trembled and forcefully shook off Jilan's hand, his face flushed as he hastily made an excuse. "I just wanted to compare the size of my head and Fran's, I absolutely didn't have any other strange intentions!"

"Uh, that's quite a peculiar method." Jilan didn't know what to say, so she withdrew her hand from Fran's head and said to Erina Nakiri, "It's getting late, I have to go. My classmate is waiting for me."

"Are we leaving already?" Nakiri somewhat disappointed, even though he had only been there a short time. He glanced at the time on his tablet and was immediately surprised. Six or seven hours had passed since Jilan arrived at the research institute, and it was probably already close to dusk outside.

Thinking of this, Nakiri felt her stomach rumble. Having no reason to stop Jilan, she walked to the door and opened the lab door, then suddenly remembered something. "Jilan, you're going to the welcome party, right? Are you really going to wear this?"

Jilan is wearing shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, a style completely inappropriate for that occasion.

Jilan had also considered this. "I'll go to the hotel after I leave the research institute; the suit I wore earlier should be sufficient."

At this moment, Jilan couldn't help but feel grateful to the lady who had given her the clothes; she was such a kind person.

"Your classmate must be getting impatient, otherwise it won't be enough time." Nakiri swiped his fingers across the tablet, then looked up after a dozen seconds, saying casually, "I've already asked Hisako to buy a suit. She's not far from the reception building now; she'll be waiting for you at the lobby entrance. Just go straight there."

Jilan wanted to say it wasn't necessary, but seeing Nakiri's unwavering expression, he smiled helplessly, "Then thank you for your kindness."

Nakiri his arms, turned his head to the side, and snorted, "No matter what, you're still Fran's father. We can't let you embarrass both of us in public."

Jilan looked at Erina Nakiri's earlobes, which were now completely red, and said nothing. He simply stepped forward, smiled, and patted her head. Before Nakiri could react, he quickly walked out of the laboratory.

"What is this? A reward? I don't care!" A minute later, Nakiri's heartbeat finally calmed down, and he burst into curses, his face flushed.

"Mom," Fran timidly peeked out, looking at Erina with a worried expression.

Nakiri couldn't explain her feelings for Fran either. When she first put Fran into the nutrient tank, she only thought that she might be able to make some new discoveries from the awakened android and gain some leverage to negotiate with society.

She brought Jilan here with the intention of sharing the same Jilan with him, so that he would stand on her side in the worst-case scenario. However, instead of getting the secret from Fran, she gained the identity of a mother for no reason, and Jilan was forced to become Fran's father. No, maybe that guy even enjoys it!

Motherhood, it's truly a responsibility that carries a heavy burden, and it has nothing to do with my own beliefs. But for some reason, the moment I think about abandoning little Fran, I suddenly feel terrified, even more terrified than when that man took her away from home.

"Fran, I'll take you to eat something delicious. Mom will cook for you herself!" Erina lifted Fran out of the nutrient tank, carefully buttoned up her white coat, and led her out of the laboratory.

Just then, they ran into Alice Nakiri was walking in this direction.

"Sister, I just saw that guy who ate for free leave. I was wondering, if the family knew you spent an afternoon in the same room with a man, what do you think they'd think?" Alice chuckled, her gaze falling on the blonde girl, about middle school age, being led by Nakiri, and asked, "Who's this? I've never seen her before?"

"Mother" Fran felt Alice's scrutinizing gaze and instinctively hid behind Erina.

Upon hearing that word, Alice's eye twitched, and she stared at Fran with a strange look. "She called you 'Mom,' does that mean you two spent the whole afternoon making babies!?"

Erina had anticipated this would happen once Fran was brought out, but she didn't rush to explain. She simply smiled and said to Fran, "Fran, this person is your Alice. Call her Aunt."

"Hello, Auntie," Fran replied very obediently.

"Auntie!" Alice was stunned for a moment, then immediately went berserk. "I'm just a beautiful 15-year-old girl, and now I'm already an auntie!?"

My U.A. High School: Jilan Jiyu