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  “No,” Jirot said, while Adam embraced her tight and kissed her face all over.

  “What do you mean, no? You think just because it’s not your birthday I won’t give you all my love?” Adam rubbed her stomach, but she squirmed out of his grasp. He grabbed Jarot and kissed him all over too, and though the boy preteo squirm, he fell further into his father’s arms and hugged him close.

  “Why are you pretending that you don’t want this?” Adam nuzzled his nose a him go to his sister, before he tinued with the triplets.

  Sonarot wondered if Adam was showing more affe today because he po do that today.

  “You! You all o hug each other since you’re siblings!” Adam began, raising his voice slightly. “Lanarot, you too, you o join in sihey are your nied nephew. Make sure you hug each other every m.” Adam stared down at the children. ‘They’re too cute!’

  “I don’t care if you are angry at each other, hug each other nicely every m, otherwise…” Adam wondered how he could threaten them. “Daddy won’t give you as many gifts, do you uand?”

  Jirot narrowed her eyes at her father. Less gifts?

  “Lanarot, do you hear that? Papa won’t give you as many gifts if you do not hug them.”

  “I hug them,” Lanarot firmed, before hugging Jarot first, causing Jirot to pin, until Lanarot hugged Jirot and finally the triplets.

  “You two! It’s not your birthday today, so hug your aunt back!” Adam pulled Jirot and Jarot to Lanarot. “Hug!”

  Jarot and Jirot both hugged their aunt, who returheir hug again, rubbing their heads. She brushed their hair back, as Adam and Jurot often did to her.

  “He is f good retioween them,” Jurot said, w if this was a step towards being a good father.

  “No, he just wants to eat,” Jaygak said, seeing how Adam was struggling to not smile as they all hugged one another.

  “Well done, well done!” Adam embraced them all. “Just like that from now on, okay? Every m!”

  “Okay,” Lanarot said, hugging her brother’s leg. “My papa.”

  “That’s… that’s right!” Adam lifted her up and hugged her, feeling how warm she was in the m. “Don’t you fet it.”

  “Papa!” Lanarot smiled wider and embraced him even tighter, before she also hugged Jurot, who returhe hug, though this time did his best not to hug her so that she was slumped.

  “Now, daddy has to inform you all that…” Adam looked down at his children, who all stared up at him expetly. He almost gave in to them. ‘No, Adam. You’ve acted too much like a fool, you’ve got to actually be productive now.’ “Daddy has to go work, so he won’t be able to hug and kiss you as much daily now.”

  Kasped, blinking up at him in shock. Kirot and Karot pouted too, while Jirot smiled up at her father, reag up for a high five, which Adam caught, and Jarot also asked for a high five, which Adam replied to.

  “I know, I know, but daddy o work hard so you all live happy ahy,” Adam expined. “So make sure you listen to your nanas properly, okay?”

  “Okay,” Konarot replied, nodding her head, though she was still pouting up at her father.

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  “Nevermind, I won’t work a day in my life and I’ll spend it all with you,” Adam said, ing his arms around Konarot to pick her up in a hug.

  “Adam,” Jurot said, pg a hand on Adam’s shoulder. His eyes held a particur look.

  Adam frowned. “Don’t say it, Jurot. Not in front of the children.”

  “If you know, then you must go and work,” Jurot said.

  “Are you threatening me in front of my own children?” Adam whispered.

  “Yes.”

  “I ’t believe you’ve dohis.”

  Adam eventually releo Jurot, though first made sure to feed his children, even feeding them his own food. He slipped Lanarot some bread when she pouted that she wasn’t getting any food, but she quickly smiled, and gave her brother a thumbs up, before shoving the bread into her mouth.

  Elder Zijin heard hat Adam was w again. “He’s… assisting the Iyr in cutting down trees again?”

  “Yes,” his aide replied. “He seems to be thinking.”

  Zijin rubbed his , uanding that Adam thinking wasly good news. “I see.”

  ‘How much will it cost to make a ring of prote?’ Adam thought to Bell.

  [You check yourself.]

  ‘I just want to make some small talk.’

  […]

  ‘…’

  […]

  ‘Fine. Be like that. You’re awfully uppity for a baby.’

  [I am not a baby.]

  ‘That’s not what I saw iher world.’

  [I am not a baby.]

  ‘That’s what baby’s say.’

  [You are a baby.]

  ‘e now, how you be so immature? Calling someone a baby? Tut tut.’

  […]

  Adam checked his various abilities to see what he could buy with all of his XP.

  “He…” Zijin tilted his head. “Stared at the air stupidly and rubbed his eyes as though he was shocked.”

  “Yes,” the aide firmed.

  “Adam is quite queer.”

  “He also said the Iyr was certainly going to kill him.”

  “…” Zijin dismissed the aide once she was doating the report. He wondered when Adam would e and speak with him. His thoughts were distracted by the rain which began to fall around him. He sighed, putting away his books, before fog on his other duties. “Hmm?” Zijin held out a hand to feel the rain.

  “Ooh! Ah!” Adam gasped, feeling how cold the rain was. He quickly found a pce to hide from the rain, looking up towards the sky, where the dark clouds had rolled across with such acrity.

  Umbra remained ying atop a building, rexing as the cool rain fell across her. She he shadow whied over her, and she opened ao see the Chief of the Iyr staring down at her, his arms behind his back, but with his bde of bone aal at his side. She he question in his eyes, and she closed her eyes.

  “What an ominous rain,” she said, and soon the shadow slipped away.

  “Oh dear,” Adam said, haviurned back to the shared estate. “What happeo you?”

  Jarot looked up towards his father with his rge eyes, sighing after drinking his warm milk. “Daddy.”

  “What happeo y?”

  “He slipped due to the rain and scraped his knee,” Sonarot said, reag out to rub Jarot’s head. “He cries so well.”

  “Of course he cries well, he’s my son,” Adam said, pig up his you child and rubbed his head, brushing the boy’s hair back. “Hmm? Did someo your hair?”

  “I did,” Sonarot said. “He kept pushing it aside but it tio block his sight.”

  “No wonder you slipped,” Adam said, ruffling the boy’s hair. Adam smiled, brushing his son’s forehead with a thumb, feeling how warm he was to the touch.

  “Adadada?” Jirot asked, pointing up at Vonda.

  “I am certain that must be true,” Vonda replied, bowing her head.

  “Eez go nana odeh,” Jirot said, pointing trandmother, before shrugging her shoulders.

  “Yes, of course,” Vonda said

  “Yes,” Jirot said, nodding her head, before pg her hands behind her bad walking off to think deeply oter, the gentle rain not b her o.

  “You silly girl,” Adam said, hoisting her out of the rain. “Why are you ag all cool in the rain? You’ll get sick.”

  Inakan coughed as though to prove Adam’s point, but she remained focused on staring ily at the statue Jurot had created. She rubbed a tiny hand all across it, and leaned down to stare at it, sometimes bringing it closer to her face.

  “No,” Jirot said, but she leaned back to snuggle up to her father. She closed her eyes. “Ez go odeh.”

  “I’m sure.”

  “She’s speaks so much,” Vonda said, smiling down at the young girl who had closed her eyes, to think deeply and not to nap, of course.

  “Are you talking Vonda’s ears off?” Adam asked his daughter.

  “Yes,” Jirot replied.

  “Do you think she’ll five you just because you’re cute?”

  “Daddy, sh,” Jirot said, rubbing her eyes before she rolled over towards his chest, grabbing his shirt with one hand, before sug her thumb.

  “How rude,” Adam whispered, but he sat there with a stupid smile on his face. He stared down at his daughter, her curly hair having been cut a little shorter too. He looked to the side to see how long the triplets hair was, though it appeared to be easier to manage as the hair could be pulled back over their horns a at bay thanks to the tiny nubs.

  A shadow formed over Adam. He looked back to see the Chief looming over him.

  I'm sure the title of this chapter isn't ominous at all.