books44 Chapter 137 Child labor sounds awful, that's called a family business!
Chapter 137 Child labor sounds awful, that's called a family business!
"Malnutrition, sudden exposure to rain and cold, and excessive excitement leading to fatigue and weakened immunity—these three factors combined can cause a sudden high fever. He's currently receiving glucose injections; if there's no improvement, medication will need to be considered. Make sure to provide him with plenty of nutrition..."
"Okay, doctor, I've written it all down."
Kuromon Haruya put down his notebook, saw the private doctor who had come to visit late at night out the door, and turned around to face Sharon, who was furious, looking like a little pufferfish.
With his hands clenched into fists and a flicker of fire in his wide eyes, Sharon's face flushed red as he pointed directly at Gin lying on the bed and asked:
"Boss, is this what you meant by 'full of surprises'?!"
Last night, as she drifted off to sleep full of anticipation, she was still imagining what surprises Kuromon Haruya would bring as an apology. Now, look what happened—no dress, no bag, no toys, not even a code name—she woke up to find a child in the next room!
What a greedy man! Isn't having a gentle and considerate daughter like her enough?
When they kidnapped her, they showered her with sweet words, promising her magic academy and world travel. And now, only six or seven months later, they've already gotten bored and sent her to Hollywood as a child laborer?! She was the one who got everything first...
Sharon made a unilateral decision in her heart: if Kuromon Haruya didn't give a reasonable explanation today, she could never hear her call him "Dad" again!
Kuromon Haruya blinked, his body involuntarily tensing as he was being reprimanded.
When he was transferring Gin, his mind was filled with images of the Karasuma residence, and he also had to draw the Ark's fire. After an emergency transfer and landing abroad, Gin suddenly developed a fever, so he didn't have time to think about these things at all.
At this moment, he is like a scumbag father who has a second child without considering his eldest daughter's wishes.
He gently carried the reluctant Sharon to the sofa, and picked up a wooden comb to gently comb her slightly messy golden hair from the morning.
"Uh, Sharon, can you let me explain? Gin is a little different..."
“Gin?!” Sharon pulled back a strand of hair, her face filled with a helpless look of being betrayed. “You gave him a code name the very first time you met him! I’ve been asking for it for so long and you still won’t give it to me!”
"Gin is the guardian knight I recruited for you."
Quickly trying to make amends, Kuromon Haruya pressed her face against Sharon's palm while complaining to herself: Kuromon, weren't you quite clever in your past life? How come you're so tongue-tied now!
"I've already thought of Sharon's code name, but I wanted to keep it a bit mysterious for you as a princess... but you probably already guessed it."
"Really? So he's my subordinate?" Sharon suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining, and even his gaze towards the "little garbage bag" on the bed softened considerably.
Kuromon Haruya nodded repeatedly: "Absolutely authentic, my Vermouth."
On the other side, Gin, lying in bed, was delirious but still conscious: Heh.
When he uttered the code name, Haruya Kuromon breathed a sigh of relief without even realizing it.
Since it's just a substitute for the original work, there's no need to be so strict in some aspects... Even if Sharon can't accept killing in the future, with the organization's growing strength, it's not necessary to force her to become a thousand-faced witch and wander around in the world of fame and fortune.
Anyway, with him, the experience of hundreds of elites in the entire mansion, and this memory from sixty years in the future as a safety net, it's still possible to let a little girl grow up in peace.
“But,” Sharon pouted, subtly casting a probing glance, “Princesses are supposed to be protected, right? More than a princess, I’d rather be a queen who can protect the boss!”
"Alright! Sharon, you're now a boss candidate. You'd better work hard from today onwards!"
"Absolutely not, Boss!"
Rum pushed open the door and heard these words; he even had thoughts of committing seppuku on the spot to show his resolve. He immediately performed a "sliding motion from the doorway to his side," grabbing onto Kurokawa Haruya's trouser leg, heartbroken and indignant:
"Where do you place your own future young master?!"
'Sorry, such a thing wouldn't exist in a world where even demons exist.'
Kuromon Haruya clicked her tongue and looked out the window, pondering a new way to brush him off—seriously, who becomes the boss of an organization and still gets pressured to get married by their subordinates!
To be honest, in his past life, Hei Men liked to retreat to the mountains and forests alone, and his personality was inherently somewhat reclusive. He only socialized within his own small comfort zone. If it weren't for revenge and the need to raise money for his mother's medical treatment, he might have simply disappeared into the mountains!
He was a widowed king until his death in his past life, and he can't change that in this life!
Rum's gaze sharpened: "Boss, did you just click your tongue?"
"No." Kuromon Haruya shook his leg, pulled it away, stood up, and casually pointed behind him:
"Look, the one in the back is my illegitimate son whom I brought from London. His name is Kurosawa Jin, the product of a one-night stand six years ago."
In any case, given the technological level of the 1960s, DNA sequence comparison was impossible. Immortals could heal from injuries, so Haruya Kuromon wasn't afraid of Rum's suspicion. Besides, he and Jin Kurosawa shared quite a few similarities:
They're both of Japanese descent, both male, both members of the organization, and both have green eyes—definitely a biological father and son!
"Wha, what!"
Rum was so shocked that his mouth dropped open, his snake-like eyes practically reaching out to scan Gin's face. He only regretted not being a dog, unable to smell if the two shared the same scent in their blood.
His attention was drawn to the explosive news, but Sharon, who was behind Kuromon Haruya, was not. She stared at the hand with its index and middle fingers crossed in front of her, and smiled slyly.
Crossing the index and middle fingers in religion is often used to express piety when making vows. Crossing the fingers behind the back means that one has been forced to do something against their will or has lied.
Gin, half-asleep, heard an annoyed laugh. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man with a lewd smile peeking at him right next to his face. Without thinking, he punched the man.
"Ouch!"
Caught off guard, Rum was hit squarely, stumbled back a few steps and fell to the floor, where he caught a glimpse of Sharon's gloating smile.
Protecting Sharon, Heimen Yaoye coughed heavily, pulled Rum to his side, and earnestly advised, "Speaking of which, Rum, you'll be forty this year, right? You're almost fifty, and you haven't found a wife who respects you, nor do you have any children to take over. Boss is very worried."
"Do you still remember that night forty years ago, when your father, the newly appointed Kuroda Ran, held you, who was just born and still in your swaddling clothes, and knelt beside me, weeping with joy, saying: 'I hope this child will live up to the Kuroda family's mission and serve you, my unworthy butler, in your place!'"
I've always remembered the unwavering loyalty of the Kuroda clan. Now that our mission is accomplished, I'm eagerly awaiting the birth of the next little Rum. What do you think of the codename Curaçao?
"▇▇Sir..."
He had always thought that after the battle at the mansion, Lord Karasuma had become a completely different and terrifying being. Now it seemed that this was probably just the result of his mindset becoming more active after rejuvenating! At heart, Lord Karasuma was still the same comforting and far-sighted Lord Karasuma!
With tears in his eyes, Rum had no idea that in the decades to come, he would live a life inspired by that moment and become the organization's second-best worker.
The first one is naturally Gin, who started competing fiercely to meet performance targets at a very young age.