[943] – Y04.043 – Happy

[943] – Y04.043 – Happy

The purple of dusk basked the fields in its gentle warmth, and painted the mighty walls in its fluorescence. Yet, the sight of the great fort, not those of the Aldish sort, was not which brought Adam the most joy.

"Daddy! Daddy!" called the chorus of voices, the five children charging towards the half elf in purple.

Unable to pick which of his children he wished to embrace first, he dropped to his knees and held out his arms, allowing them to tackle him.

"Careful," Vonda said, not wanting the children to slam themselves against Adam's puthral plate.

"Oooh! You! You smelly little girls and boys! How could you do this to me? How can you be so cute even when I'm gone?" Adam pulled his children in close, gently swaying from side to side as they all embraced so tenderly. A rush of warmth filled the half elf, so different than the tingling excitement which filled his children.

"Daddy! You are back!" Jirot accused, trying to climb up her father.

"I am, I am, and mummy is back too, look," Adam said, wrapping an arm around the twins' bottoms as he pinned them to his chest. "What do you say to mummy?"

"Welcome back, mummy," Jirot said, only to find herself assaulted by her father's affection.

"I can't keep you all to myself." Adam nuzzled against their necks, smelling the oils of the Iyr upon their skin. The nostalgic scent filled his heart, the half elf burying his face against their necks, blowing raspberries against their skin.

"Daddy! Daddy!" Jirot squealed, squirming as she tried to flee, managing to do so with her strength, swiftness, her cunning, and of course, her father's permission as he squatted down to let the twins flee to their mother.

Vonda hoisted the pair up with ease, pulling them close to her chest.

"Mummy!" Jirot called, her amber eyes beaming up towards the Ray. Though her lips were a smirk, a shadow of shyness tempered the mischief.

"My Jirot." Vonda leaned in to plant a kiss on the girl's forehead, doing the same to her son, who rested his head against his mother's bosom so peacefully. "Did you behave?"

Jirot cackled. "Yes..." She continued to cackle wildly, almost squealing as she hid her face against her mother's bosom, giggling wildly into it.

Adam removed his gauntlets and his gloves, reaching up to hold his eldest daughter's face, feeling how cool she was, how soft her skin was. He brushed along her face, his thumb brushing along the scar near her eye. "Konababy. Did you have fun?"

"Yes."

Adam pulled her head to his chest and he peppered her head with kisses, before doing the same to Kirot and Karot. He brushed their hair, and held their faces as he planted firm kisses on their cheeks, nuzzling their noses. "Daddy missed you all so much."

Basking in the softness of his children's adoration, Adam gently rocked from side to side. He could not feel the gazes of the others around him, though there were many staring at the fool of a father embracing his children, they thought nothing of it.

Save a single figure.

Quest Complete: Children Safe

XP Gained: +100

XP: 11 000 -> 11 100

'Bavwa? Why are there bavwa here?' Bilal stared at the tiny green children, whose mother, a Ray of Life's Rose, doted upon them so tenderly. 'What madness is this?'

"Mister Adam, what are those?" Elsie asked, pointing towards the two green balls within the Ray's arms.

"Those are Jirot and Jarot. My children."

"They're not children, they're goblins," the girl replied, tilting her head slightly.

"They're my children, Elsie. I'm their father."

Elsie furrowed her brows, glancing towards the Ray incredulously for support.

"They are my children, Elsie,” Ray Vonda stated. “Mother Soza's grace extends to all children."

The girl placed her hands on her chest, praying lightly as she did, all the while looking towards the Ray sheepishly. She glanced between the goblins and then the Ray. She had always heard goblins were beasts, but if Ray Vonda said they were her children, then did that mean her children were beasts?

‘Damn it.’ "Elsie, why don't I introduce you to someone? Come on." Adam flashed a warm smile towards the girl, leading her to the side. Adam glanced between the figures, each of whom had cut their hair short, the sides and back slightly shorter than the hair atop their heads. ‘It was hard enough to remember your names when you had different hair...’

“Executive,” Cobra greeted.

“Cobra, this is Elsie, she... I was hoping you would watch over her like you did the rest of your siblings.”

“You’d like me to adopt her?”

“Not quite.” Adam wasn’t sure how the girl would feel with a new family so soon. “Just, you know, watch over her. Treat her like you would your siblings, but...” Adam dropped down to a knee and ruffled Elsie’s hair. “Say hello to Cobra, Elsie.”

“Hello, miss Cobra.”

“Cobra here is from East Port, like you.”

“Oh!” Elsie said, her eyes snapping up towards Cobra. “I’m from East Port too!”

“Right, right, so Cobra is going to look after you. She’ll be like your cousin, since she’s from East Port.”

“I don’t have a cousin named Cobra.”

“Right...” Adam ruffled her hair again. “Then Cobra will be your... I’m not sure what the word for it is, but you’ll be like her ward?”

“Ward?” Elsie asked, blinking.

“Ah, well, don’t worry about it. Just know that you’re a member of this business, meaning you’re a part of our family now, so we’ll take good care of you.”

“You’re not your family, mister, my family’s dead,” the girl said, calmly. Her lower lip began to quiver.

Adam picked the girl up, ruffling her hair as her body began to shake as she sobbed. “I know. I know.” Adam rocked from side to side, catching Cobra’s eyes for a moment, frowning towards her. He then carried the girl to Vonda, allowing her to take the girl from his arms to calm her down elsewhere.

“I expected you would bring back children,” Dunes called, shaking Adam’s forearm.

“Just the one,” Adam replied. “Well...” Adam threw a glance towards the Aswadian children for a moment.

Dunes glanced towards Vonda, narrowing his eyes slightly, before smiling towards Adam. “I have good news too.”

She blinked. She looked up towards the bird. “Okay.”

Jasmine furrowed her brows, staring at the family of the half elf. He was a half elf, his wife was human, his children were half dragons, goblins, and what seemed to be a demon, and his brother was an Iyrman.

Adam remained sitting between his family, but his neck pulsed lightly. His own eyes fell to the newcomers of the business, Jasmine, Vasera, and Bilal. He hadn’t informed them of the matter of his children, and with Vasera heading out, it meant there was a chance rumours could spread. ‘Damn it...’

“Aunt...” Adam began, before glancing all across the others nearby. “Director.”

“Yes?” Sonarot replied.

“Even if you are his nana, it’s not right for you to claim Larot for yourself! He’s my son! I want to kiss him a lot too!”

Sonarot smiled, holding the boy up for Adam to take, the half elf quickly, carefully, scooped his son out of her arms before he held the boy close to his chest, kissing the boy’s forehead. However, Larot pulled his head away from his father, and reached out to his grandmother.

“What is this? Aunt! How could you steal away my son from me?”

‘You bastard! I was so sick and it was definitely your fault!’ Larot’s face, usually stone cold, was even icier that day.

“How could this happen to me?” Adam sniffled. “Do you see this, Bilal? How could this be?”

“...” Bilal wasn’t sure what to say, glancing between all the Iyrmen, noting how many of them were focused on him. He could sense many others hiding in the shadow too, with their attention solely upon him.

“Jarot! Jarot, my boy, my beautiful baby boy, did you miss me?” Adam asked, asking Jarot before Jirot, because otherwise his heart couldn’t take it.

“I miss you daddy,” the boy replied shyly.

“Oh my poor boy, how could your father do this to you?” Adam asked as he pulled the boy in for a deeper hug, kissing him more

“I did noh miss daddy,” Jirot said, smirking towards her father.

“What? You didn’t?”

“No!” Jirot smiled proudly.

“So... does that mean my little Jirot wants me to stay outside the fort?”

“No! You must stay here!” Jirot held up a finger threateningly.

“Of course, of course.” Adam held out his arms, and Jirot quickly rushed up into his arms and the pair embraced once more, Adam peppering her with kisses.

“Daddy, you make me sad you are gone, but I forgive you, just once, okay?”

“Just this once?”

“Just this once,” Jirot stated.

“How kind is my daughter?” Adam kissed her forehead.

“Daddy!”

“Yes?”

“Why is mommy have baby?”

Brittany spat out a shower of water, taking away attention from Morkarai, who pat his chest and quickly wiped his face as he almost choked on his own drink.

“Well...” Adam could feel all the gazes upon him. “Mummy and daddy wanted a baby, so mummy is making one for us.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you all so much!”

“Why?”

“You smelly girl.” Adam kissed her cheek. “It’s because you make me so happy.”

“I make daddy happy?”

“Yes. So happy. The happiest dad ever.”

Jirot flushed slightly. “Yes.”

Vasera exchanged a look with Rook, who raised his brows, unable to contain his surprise. Vasera glanced back towards the children, her eyes glued to Jirot in particular, who leaned up to nuzzle against her father’s nose. “I see now why Adam is so afraid of her.”

Rook chuckled. “Yeah.”

Konarot stared up at the seatit that lay on her father’s shoulder. “Hello,” the girl whispered.

The seatit looked towards Konarot and tilted its head before laying back down.

Konarot frowned.

‘I did not expect him to be this insane,’ Bilal thought. ‘If he treats bavwa this well, then...’



Now it's begun! The best arc that is filled only with wholesomeness and nothing hype happens.

*Checks notes.*

That happens? Only in... that many chapters?

:)