Kapitel 203: Competition

Days later, Dyon awoke to find himself lying on a bed of grass. Suddenly, he felt bad.

'I didn't give them good places to sleep! I'm such an idiot.'

But, before he could get up, he noticed something weighing on his chest.

There, an adorable five-year-old girl slept soundly, her small hands gripping Dyon's shirt. Next to her laid Little Black, taking a leisurely nap without a worry in the world.

A dull pain invaded Dyon's heart. 'I'm really not good enough to you, hm little Lyla?' Dyon gently stroked the little girl's long pink hair.

"Mm," Lyla stirred, feeling a familiar touch, "big brother?"

Suddenly, she started awake, grabbing onto Dyon's neck and sobbing.

Dyon held her for a long time. It seemed she wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out. He could only sigh.

"It's okay Little Lyla, big brother's okay. He's not going anywhere."