《High-Class Mob》19. The storm ends and spreading one’s wings
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Filla was crying in Colt’s embrace. She was sniffling as she tightly hugged the seated Colt. She was like a golden koala hugging its parents less the sh*t eating part.
Her eyes were puffy, and so was Colt’s. The father and daughter pair calmed down, and Colt looked around the room. There was a more diverse set of expression present in the room.
Mina was conflicted between happiness and jealousy; Sister Mary enjoyed the lovely scene, and Hylda was bawling her eyes out crying just like Colt and Filla.
“I didn’t know you were a father, big bro Colt. Uwaaa, and here I am thinking you’re nothing but a drunkard pedophile who frequents the orphanage to satiate his desire…” She was guilty but still honest.
That day, a lot of crying was involved, and thankfully no blood. Colt and Filla separated. Filla sat on Colt’s lap and had him give her headpats; she was satisfied. This was one of Filla’s dreams, even though Colt always did this for her, it felt different, somehow.
“This is nice.” Her feet swung back and forth as she enjoyed herself with his presence. She moved her legs back and forth, and from the corner of her eyes, she saw Mina and turned to her and showed her a wide smirk as if to say, “I win, he loves me more.”
M
ina’s eyes widened. But she controlled herself.
She was not going to war with a three-year-old, she’s also the daughter of her future husband…however, she’s her future daughter as well, so it was a good time to know her place.
Thus, a war began through their eyes alone.
Colt purposely ignored the two and just looked at Sister Mary, who finalized the red folder.
“You’ve finished already, in terms of letting her know the truth, that is. Now, what are your plans? Are you going to leave her here with us for the time being?”
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“You’re leaving Filla? I knew it. You hate Filla!” It was not a surprise to hear Filla suddenly wailing as Sister Mary’s words were too insensitive.
“No, no, it’s just temporary. Papa has some things he needs to sort out in the capital. I’ll be attending the academy, and when the seventh month comes and your birthday and Fate Baptism arrives, I’ll take you home with me. But, for now, I can’t take you home because I’ll leave sooner or later.”
Filla found it hard believing his words. Colt had a hard time stopping her tears.
‘Thing’s didn’t really change.’
The talk continued as Filla finally settled down, when Colt and Sister Mary came to a conclusion, the day was about to settle.
Soon enough, it was time for Colt to leave.
“Come again tomorrow, okay?”
“Of course, Papa will come again tomorrow?”
“Big bro…Papa, you promise?”
“I do, don’t worry.”
Filla had Colt promise his return. And as Filla celebrated, Colt turned to Hylda, quietly watching from the side with her arms on her side.
Even before Colt could say anything, Hylda already gave him a thumbs up.
“Don’t worry, big bro, I got Filla, I won’t fail to take care of her, she’s like a sister to me. What, you don’t believe me!?”
“I believe you, that’s why I can leave this place without worry.”
Colt smiled at Hylda and turned at Sister Mary one last time. He bowed and paid his respect. She held the pommel of the short sword with her right hand placed on her chest.
“I’ll be seeing you, Sister Mary.”
“You too, kid.”
Mina looked at Filla just as she was about to descend the hill. The two rivals looked at each other’s eyes. Filla was warry, and Mina smirked.
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“Practice calling me Moma or Mother from now on, okay? My dear Filla.”
Filla raged as she said some unsavory things. Mina left with her waving hand at Filla and Hylda, who was holding the kid from charging forward.
“It seems like you had your fun, young master Colt. Did something good happen there? Young master?”
“There was…”
The pair left the orphanage with smiles on their faces. Colt thanked Mina for doing what she did, and Mina kissed him as she claimed her rewards.
This was the start of Colt’s quest for glory and cleansed his name off the wastrel tittle. Though the path would be treacherous, he would still go against the original story’s will.
Although he can’t remember every character and every event, he at least has a good grasp of what will happen in the next three years.
These three years will play a pivotal role in starting the different issues. These issues ranged from complicated to simplistic, and browsing through his memory, he found three chances to let everyone know of his might.
‘I’ll become strong and go against the odd of this world. The world’s structure is going to change. And by altering the past, I will lose the 6 Vol. advantage knowledge, but it will all be worth it.’
Colt was ready to become a ‘Hero-like-figure’ of this world.
“Dear husband, please don’t tell Filla anything more about marrying you, okay? She might get the wrong idea.” Mina casually said as she retreated from Colt’s lips.
And with his speaking ability recovered. He answered.
“Yes.”
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