Chapter 28: Old Deng, you’re useless even when given the chance!
“Wow~ Listen to that ‘auntie’ sound, so endearing~”
Isabella pressed her face against Little Light’s cheek, completely ignoring the dumbfounded couple beside her. “Good girl, call ‘auntie’ one more time~”
“Auntie~ Auntie~”
The sweet childish voice completely melted the Red Dragon Queen’s heart. Just sticking close wasn’t enough for Isabella; she leaned in and planted a kiss on Little Light’s chubby cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark on his smooth baby skin.
Little Light didn’t seem to mind Isabella’s affectionate gestures. With the lipstick mark on his face, he smiled and waved his little hand towards his “Auntie” as if signaling Isabella to come closer.
“Hmm? Little Light, do you have a secret to tell Auntie?” Isabella said, slowly leaning closer to Little Light.
Seeing this, Leon immediately locked his gaze on Little Light’s tiny fist, a wave of unpleasant memories flooding his mind, accompanied by a faint pain in his jaw.
Oh no!
“Sis! Watch out for the uppercut!” Leon shouted.
“What uppercut?”
Before the words could fully leave his mouth, it was too late.
Isabella had already leaned in close to Little Light, and Little Light had reached out his hand towards his “Auntie.”
Leon seemed to foresee what was about to happen and quickly covered his own eyes—along with Rosvitha’s.
Yet, the expected “Ouch” didn’t come the next moment.
When they opened their eyes, Little Light was gently cupping his “Auntie’s” beautiful face, giving her his infantile first kiss.
A kiss accompanied by the scent of milk, overflowing Isabella’s “Auntie” heart.
She held Little Light in her arms and looked at her sister with a serious expression.
“I hereby solemnly declare that Aurora K. Melkvi is now the descendant of my Red Dragon. In a hundred years, she will be the next Red Dragon Queen!”
Seeing this scene, Leon wore an indescribable expression on his face, his jaw protesting and lamenting. His face seemed to bear three big words:
Why!
Why did the first word he utter be “Auntie”?
Why did he only throw an uppercut at his old man?
Why wouldn’t he give his dad a kiss?
Do you know what a blow this is for a daddy’s girl!
I’m tired, let it all end.
Fetch my General Lei’s black-gold war chariot, today we’ll flatten this land of heartbreak!
Rosvitha glanced at Leon, though somewhat overwhelmed, she probably wouldn’t die.
Immediately, she withdrew her gaze and stepped towards her sister.
She looked at Little Light in Isabella’s arms, and the little girl was looking back at her.
Rosvitha reached out and teased her daughter, her tone somewhat melancholic, “But why doesn’t Little Light call us…”
As if sensing the hint of jealousy in her mother’s words, Little Light, with remarkable emotional intelligence, spoke up, “Mommy~”
Rosvitha paused, then showed a relieved smile, “You little rascal, you were deliberately not talking before, weren’t you?”
Little Light: “Hehe~”
The queen raised an eyebrow, amused, and poked Little Light’s little belly, “You even hehe now, so mommy guessed right, didn’t she? You did it on purpose. Hmph, from now on, let your Auntie hold you, mommy won’t hold you anymore.”
“Mommy~ Hold~” Little Light stretched out his short little arms towards Rosvitha.
“Alright, alright, come here, mommy’s gonna give you a hug.”
Classic representation of the Melkvi family’s mother dragon, who could change faces at lightning speed!
Isabella handed Little Light over to her sister’s embrace.
Though still young, this little niece’s mind worked incredibly fast.
In her mother’s arms, Little Light pinched her silvery hair and nuzzled her cheek, showing great affection.
“So when did Little Light start deliberately not calling me and dad?” Rosvitha asked.
“A long time~ A long time~ A long time ago~”
Although a young dragon of just over three months, Little Light already possessed a certain level of thinking and communication abilities. However, her perception of the outside world was still in an exploratory stage.
So Little Light didn’t have a clear concept of the passage of time and couldn’t accurately describe when she could start talking or when she deliberately went against her dad and mom.
But since she said ‘a long time ago,’ Rosvitha guessed that, like Noia, she could probably start talking at around one and a half months.
“Then why doesn’t Little Light want to call dad and mom?” Rosvitha asked again.
“Because… mom and dad’s talks… are so much fun!”
Talks?
Rosvitha pondered this choice of words for a moment.
Oh~~
It should mean “arguing” or “bickering.”
So… their daughter with Leon was actually a…
Mischievous person?
For the sake of fun, she even endured two months of not speaking. And after starting to talk, she immediately managed to win her mom’s heart again in a short time.
In a sense, even the genius Noia couldn’t complete this whole process. Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older, Rosvitha couldn’t help but feel impressed.
“Mommy, Muen also wants to hug little sister.”
Muen walked to Rosvitha’s legs, reaching up to tug at her clothes.
“Alright, be careful now.”
“Mm-hmm!”
Muen gingerly took the little sister in her arms.
“Little sister, what should you call Muen?”
Little Light sweetly called out, “Big sister~”
This ‘big sister’ made Muen ecstatic, her ears and tail happily wagging. So this was Noia’s happiness, how satisfying!
“Big sister kiss~”
Little Light even took the initiative to offer a kiss.
Easily won over the second sister.
So, in the end…
Rosvitha, Muen, and Isabella all turned to look at their daughter, who had been sulking for ten minutes.
The second daughter, understanding the situation, walked to her dad while holding Little Light. “Daddy, do you want to hug my little sister?”
Leon lowered his gaze to his two daughters, his expression somewhat stiff, seemingly not intending to hold Little Light.
Rosvitha crossed her arms, assessing the foolish man. After living together for so long, she naturally understood his current thoughts.
It’s so simple, really. The daughter slave is feeling unbalanced, upset, throwing a tantrum.
Meanwhile, Little Light, seeing dad unmoved, decided to try again, just like how she easily won over mom, big sister, and auntie earlier, ready to effortlessly win over dad too.
“Daddy, hug~” Little Light reached out her arms towards Leon, her big pink eyes full of longing for paternal love.
But our daughter slave, General Casmode, remained unmoved, just silently watching Little Light, seemingly stubborn.
“Dad~dy~” Little Light called out in her sweet, childish voice.
No luck.
Dad still had no reaction.
Seriously, does our daughter slave have no temper? You can easily manipulate your mom and your second sister, but as for your dad, hmm, forget about it!
If you want Dad to hug you? Dream on, Aurora!
“Daddy~ Hug Little Light~” Little Light asked for a hug from her father for the third time.
With that soft tone, those innocent eyes, looking pitifully at Leon, if it were anyone else, they would’ve already scooped up the little darling.
But General Lei isn’t just anyone.
When he says he won’t hug, he won’t hug.
That’s the bottom line and dignity of being a dad!
Little Light blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking at her stoic dad.
She tilted her head, then turned to look at Muen, “Big sister, lift high~”
Muen nodded and lifted Little Light to the height of Leon’s chest.
She thought Little Light was going to jump straight into dad’s arms, so whether dad wanted to hug or not, he’d have to act.
Leon had the same thought as Muen. But he was mentally prepared; he absolutely wouldn’t hug Little Light, absolutely not!
As Little Light was lifted up, waving her little arms, still clearly asking for a hug, Leon remained unmoved. He watched as his youngest daughter approached, feeling a smug satisfaction.
Little girl, finally realizing how formidable dad is, huh? Let’s see if you dare—
But before Leon could finish his mental victory lap, he saw Little Light clench her little pink fist and, with lightning speed—
Uppercut!
The pink-haired dragon girl cheered, tail wagging,
“Little Light, beat up dad!”
I would have the same reaction as Leon because he was the person who took care of Aurora the most, but she called her aunt, mother, sister first and only then called her father. Man, I would be pissed.
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Eu teria a mesma reação que Leon porque ele era a pessoa que mais cuidava de Aurora, mas ela falou tia, mãe e irmã primeiro e só depois chamou o pai. Cara, eu ficaria puto.
What can you say, as expected of Leon’s and Rosvitha’s daughter. 😅
This young girl will be an absolute menace when she starts moving around. I imagine her to be a sporty martial artist type. While Leon is learning the Nine hell gates stuff Aurora is gonna be watching and learning too.
Aurora was born an agent of chaos and violence, look foward to her future shenanigans.