Chapter 24 Bringing Up the Daughter
The steam from the water mist enveloped the bathroom, dampening the silver-plated mirror embedded in the wall.
Ig dared not move his eyes, as smooth as silk gently rubbing, and sparsely fell on the smooth marble floor. The subtle sound spread amidst the steaming vapor. Suddenly, a petite, pure white figure flashed before him, tender little feet stepping on the water-misted floor with a “da-da” sound.
“Veer has already taken off her clothes.”
A delicate and youthful tone full of vitality came over. Ig instinctively lowered his eyes as the girl proudly raised her small face, her golden eyes, more stunning than any gem, appeared even more captivating amidst the moist vapor.
This kid…
Gazing into the girl’s bright, large eyes, Ig couldn’t help but smile wryly. However, he knew that the little girl before him was no longer the young lady who used to like teasing him; now, she was completely an innocent **.
Moreover, it seemed that it wasn’t as hard to bear as he had imagined, nor did it evoke any feelings of sin.
“The hot water is already ready for Veer. See if it’s comfortable?”
Ig smiled gently at the girl, lifting her small body to the front of the bathtub. Although it was called a bathtub, it was entirely prepared for a child. Sitting in it, Verafia could expose half of her small head.
Veer’s small hand dipped into the hot water, her lips slightly pursed as she gazed at Ig with pitiful eyes, “It’s a bit cold…”
Ig then remembered that this kid was a little phoenix of flame. Not yet familiar with controlling her demonic power, even in the form of a human girl, her preferred temperature should be higher than that of a human girl.
After reheating the bathwater with his demonic power, Verafia joyfully laughed, her small body diving into the tub playing on her own, her tiny hands splashing pure white water droplets.
Although Verafia had hatched just a few days ago, her current body was already quite close to that of a human girl aged three or four. Besides, being a little phoenix, the demonic power flowing in her seemingly tender body completely rivaled the star rank, so Ig didn’t worry about the little one accidentally drowning.
After playing for a while, Verafia’s small head popped out of the water, her soaked soft golden hair sticking to her pale, smooth back, looking at Ig with a bit of grievance:
“Feel like… it takes a lot of effort… Dad needs to help Veer wash.”
After all, such a small creature, if not considered Veer, is just a naughty little daughter. And having a child with Veer in the future would be an experience he would have to go through, so… let Veer make a sacrifice for the future child for now.
Ig rubbed her wet little head, appearing relaxed but being quite tough inside as he consoled himself.
Following his instruction, Verafia stood up straight with her pure white small body, and Ig scooped a small gourd of hot water, slowly pouring it from top to bottom onto her body.
The scalding hot water fell from her small head, along her shallow collarbone, then her flat little chest, finally landing back on the surface of the bathtub around her belly. Ig carefully wet the towel and wiped her delicate skin.
As the sound of water droplets falling, time quietly passed. In the steamy mist, Ig had cleaned up the little girl’s entire body.
Something unexpected was, apart from the initial concern, watching the girl’s small body, Ig didn’t have any improper thoughts, just as if Verafia was really his daughter.
“What’s the matter? The little girl’s body hasn’t started developing yet. I wonder how some perverted nobles and fallen bishops who like children could develop such despicable desires.”
Confirming he indeed wasn’t into that, Ig thought with some ease, took the fluffy soft towel, wiped the little girl dry, and carried her to the bed.
On the bed, there were already several sets of little girl’s clothes prepared.
The soft golden gleam in the night reflected a gentle luster on the End. The sword spirit girl still took the form of the End, but had moved slightly from where Ig initially placed her on the table.
Probably, when Ig was bathing the little girl in his arms, the sword spirit girl had gone to borrow clothes from Ain and then returned to the End.
The End let out a crisp sound, like the laughter of the girl spirit. Ig smiled, turning seriously to dress the small body of Verafia in his arms.
“But it’s a bit big… after all, it’s Little Niya’s clothes.”
Seeing the wide clothes encase the girl’s small body, Ig couldn’t help but smile, reaching to rub her small head, “Alright, Veer should sleep well.”
The entire room, although spacious, has only one large bed. However, for Ig, he doesn’t necessarily need a bed.
Every night, meditating has been his longstanding habit for many years, and he rarely paused, only breaking it last year to accompany Verafia who wasn’t in good health.
Even now, as a star rank, Ig hasn’t given up this habit.
Just as he was preparing to leave, suddenly, his arm was embraced by two slender soft small hands, Veer popped her head out looking aggrieved, “Mmm, Dad needs to accompany Veer to sleep…”
Seeing the girl’s soft body barely covered by her wide dress, Ig had another headache.
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Branches and leaves from the World Tree, the first thin light from the sky breaks the silence of the night.
Ig watched as two small hands tightly embraced his arm, a few strands of soft gold silk decorating her little face, a gentle smile slightly revealed by her tender lips, he gently reached out and ruffled her small head.
Actually, accompanying the little girl to sleep yesterday wasn’t as hard as Ig imagined.
Staying by his side, Veer was exceptionally docile and peaceful all night, just like a cute little doll.
“Moreover, she hasn’t turned into a little phoenix, always maintained the form of a little girl, is it because she wants to be close to me?”
Ig kneaded the soft golden silk hair, couldn’t help but chuckle thinking.
Becoming more and more attached to me, just uncertain how much of Veer’s influence is in this? Hmm, the young lady must surely be mortified when she recalls this memory later.
Seemingly noticing her head being gently rubbed, the girl’s long eyelashes twitched slightly as her sleepy eyes opened slightly.
“Dad! Good morning…”
Supporting herself on Ig, Veer’s small body sat up on the bed, her golden eyes reflecting faint morning light, she sweetly called out.
“Good morning Veer.”
Addressing Verafia in her childhood like this, Ig still felt somewhat unaccustomed, but there was no way to correct it, so for the time being, he could only raise her as his daughter.
Hmm, inevitably, it’s her who’ll be embarrassed later…
Thinking this, Ig felt much more relieved, gently kissed her forehead, seeing Veer’s large expectant eyes, he carried her in his arms, stood up from the bed: “Since Veer’s awake, let’s go find Little Fei and the others.”
Ig said with a smile.
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Couldn’t help but write about Ig raising a daughter (though not so expertly)
Probably, Veer will regain her memory in four or five more chapters. Of course, she’ll still be in a child’s form; to truly grow up will take a bit longer (hmm, let the male protagonist continue to raise the daughter for a while).
