A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World - Chapter 616

Chapter 616: Father, Am I Still A Three-Year-Old?

Mag looked at Babla’s vibrant smile, and discovered for the first time that she actually looked quite adorable when she smiled. At the very least, she was much more adorable than when she was putting on her haughty facade.

However, when he thought about, she was a pampered princess who had lived all her life in a lavish palace, and had suddenly transmigrated to this world. For her to grow accustomed to this foreign world was indeed quite a difficult task. After all, there weren’t guides constantly waiting for transmigrators like them.

Discrimination was never the answer.

It was just like how he wanted to change this world’s perception of half-breed beings, but those xenophobic views were too deeply ingrained for him to make a difference in the short term.

Mag shook his head as he looked at Babla, and said, “But if you live here, there’s no crystal bed or massive wardrobe for you. There isn’t even a bed here!”

“I don’t mind all that if you let me live here. I really, really like this place!” The excitement on Babla’s face didn’t fade in the slightest.

“No, I refuse.” Mag shook his head sternly.

“I’ve never begged anyone for anything in my life.” Babla pouted with a pitiable expression as she pleaded, “But I’m begging you now. Please let me live here, I don’t mind sleeping on the floor.”

Mag raised an eyebrow at the sight of Babla’s vulnerable expression. He was suddenly feeling rather sympathetic toward this princess, and was at a loss for what to do.

“Boss, Babla really seems to hate the place I live at, and she’s really scared of mice. Why don’t you let her live here before she finds a suitable place to live?” Yabemiya chimed in as she looked at Babla with a sympathetic expression. She thought back to how Babla had screamed and dove into her arms at the sight of the scurrying mouse, and her sympathy toward her was even further exacerbated.

Amy also latched onto Mag’s arm, and pleaded, “Let Big Sister Babla live with us, Father. I’ll be able to teach her the rules of our Chaos City then, and she won’t pick fights with people on the streets for no reason.”

“You haven’t even learned those rules yourself, and you’re trying to teach others?” Mag tapped Amy on the nose with a feigned expression of anger on his face. He looked at Babla for a while before nodding as he said, “Alright, you can live here.”

Before Babla had a chance to exult, Mag continued, “However, I won’t be supplying any furniture to you. You can only use the bathroom between 10 pm and 10:30 pm at night, but you must make sure to clean up after yourself. You can only come upstairs when going to bed and you can’t come out of this room.”

Yabemiya and Sally both turned to Babla with concerned looks upon hearing that set of conditions.

To their surprise, Babla nodded without even batting an eyelid as she said, “No problem!”

“Also, you have to remember that this is not your moon nation, and no one is going to treat you like a princess here. As such, you have to abide by the rules of this world. Otherwise, if you cause trouble for yourself with your willfulness, I won’t be bailing you out.” Mag looked into Babla’s eyes with a serious expression as he said, “Everyone has to take responsibility for their actions. You’re no longer a three-year-old.”

Babla was silent for a moment as she looked at Mag. Shen then nodded with a solemn expression, and said, “Alright, I’ll be sure to be more responsible.”

“Alright, that’s all settled, then. This place is only temporary lodging for you. You have to move out after you find a suitable place to live. After all, this isn’t some palace; this is Amy’s playground.” Mag nodded before turning to walk downstairs.

“Father, am I still a three-year-old?” Amy asked.

Mag stroked her hair with a smile, and said, “Of course not. You’re a four-year-old already, so you also have to start taking responsibility for your own actions.”

“Yes, Father.” Amy nodded with a thoughtful expression before turning to Babla with an elated expression as she said, “This is great! You can live with us now, Big Sister Babla! I’m going to teach you a lesson today; holding hands is not a crime! Father holds my hand all the time, but he’s a good person…”

…

On a barren island within the Demon Islands, there were a few black-robed figures sitting together. All of them had their faces concealed, and they were eating something in a valley.

At this moment, a black-robed magic caster hurried over with a black messenger falcon, and said urgently, “Master Seuss, we still can’t make contact with Chaos City. The black falcon returned, but the secret message we sent wasn’t taken from it. Most likely, something has happened there.”

The black-robed figures sitting together all turned to the magic caster with concerned expressions upon hearing that.

Seuss looked at the envelope with the red seal strapped around the falcon’s leg, and his brows furrowed deeply, making the scar on one end of his eyebrow even more apparent. His dead-fish eyes became even gloomier as he said, “When did we first lose contact with them?”

“We last received a report from them three days ago, so if something happened, it would have to be sometime during the past two days,” the black-robed magic caster replied.

Seuss fell silent again, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

“According to our regulations, the Black Falcons have to report to Master Seuss every second day. Could it be that something really has happened to Narson and the others?”

“Narson’s team isn’t very powerful, but they’re definitely not weak, either. At least one or two of their members should be able to escape even if they encountered powerful enemies. How could we have lost contact with them all of a sudden?”

“Could it be that… they encountered that man?”

“No way! Isn’t that guy already completely disabled? Then again, we’ve searched many of the islands here, and still haven’t found him.”

The black-robed figures discussed quietly among themselves with grave expressions on their faces.

“Take a team back with you to Chaos City and assess the situation there. Report your findings to me via messenger falcon,” Seuss said to the black-robed magic caster.

“Yes.” The magic caster nodded before quickly disappearing into the distance with a team of seven people.

“Let’s keep going. We’ll finish searching this island today, and there will be three islands left. That man is very likely to be on one of the remaining three islands,” Seuss instructed before making his way into the misty forest.

“Yes.” The black-robed figures quickly followed behind him.

…

Deep within the Aden Square, a lush grove had been reduced to a chaotic mess. There was a man with a Gray Temple uniform there, and he informed Brandli, “Master, following the in-depth investigation we’ve conducted in the past two days, we’ve discovered that a large-scale battle had taken place on the rainy night two days ago. Both knights and magic casters were involved, and the combatants were at least at the 4th-tier. However, the rain washed away almost all traces of the battle, so we can’t confirm whether there were any deaths.”