The Heir's Naughty Twins

The Heir's Naughty Twins
37. Villains Complaint


The wind is blowing strong. The snow fell more than he had felt.


Hestia exhaled a last-goal breath. His eyes glanced at the dark-looking ocean he saw tonight. Now he stands where his son hugged and wept for their father who was not there.


Was it because it was too cold so Hestia felt her chest freeze?


Fucking Al shit.


Still he likes to be nosy, not realizing that he is old enough to trap people.


"I'm looking for you."


The wind once again blew. As his hair fluttered in the direction of the wind, the man in front of him stepped closer.


A face long ago. He almost forgot that his son's face did not look like this man's face.


Now she appeared, with the same face anyway, visibly tormented by desolate like her son.


"I scavenge the land looking for you in this country, the country of people, even my own country." Eros stopped exactly one step ahead of him. "I'm looking for you and only now do I know I should have searched for you sooner."


"...."


"They're both ... That's my son, right?"


Hestia did not know what to reply.


"I still don't understand, Hestia." Eros reached out a hand, grabbing a pinch of her soft hair. "Did I do something wrong? I told you to call me, and then you disappeared and made me a joke."


"...."


"You hate me?"


Hestia sighed. He intended to pull his hair from Eros' hand when he heard a very loud scream in Indonesian.


"STAY AWAY FROM HAHA-UE!"


Hestia's breath was held.


Then Cengo saw his two children running fast, pushing Eros together.


Because of joining the cengo, Eros was not ready, it staggered to fall backward. He was recumbent occupied by Yuveria who directly beat him up while crying.


"Based on the bad guy! He's a cabal of perverts! Haha-ue don't go near this guy! Bad guy! Bad guy! Bad guy!"


Hestia was attracted by Yujerian's hand. "Haha-ue, did he hurt you?"


"Yuuki-san, are wa—" [Yuuki, she is—]


"Shitteylu." [I know.]


Yujerian cut it very quickly. It was very emotional, actually.


"Yuve, don't mind that guy. Let's just go. You're gonna sing in a minute, right?"


"He touched Haha-ue!" Yuveria was still crying, despite already standing in Yujerian's arms. "He touched Haha-ue! Can't! Bad guys can't be with Haha-ue!"


Hestia found her consciousness.


A resigned smile rose on his lips, knowing that the two of them had directly hit Eros without even asking again.


The fact Yuveria was crying beating up the person was obviously because she knew.


She misses. But he didn't want to because he thought Eros was evil.


"Yuveria." Hestia squatting. Hugging the child, aware of how small and petite she was carrying this burden. "My daughter, this man is not a bad man. This man—"


"No way!" Yuveria rebelled. "No want! He's a bad guy! He left Haha-ue! Bawdy guy! Villain plotters! Yuve is going to catch her friend so Haha-ue throws her out to sea!"


Hestia laughed even though her son was crying hysterically. "All right, let's dump him. So stop crying, my Sweet Princess. Come on, let's go."


...*...


Yujerian looked at his mother's back and Yuveria moved away. They were not aware that Yujerian was not coming, but instead looked at the man who was still lying down.


She did not faint or be in pain, as Yuveria hit her with an emotion of sadness.


He looks dreamy. Making Yujerian immediately stand nearby, staring from above how the man's face was indeed quite similar to Yuveria's and hers's.


"Nanishini us no, Jiji?" [Why are you coming, Old Man?]


".... Zutto sagashita no." [I'm always looking for you.]


"Nande?" [Why?]


Eros got up from his position, sitting pensively between still in shock also feeling dazed. "Yuje, is that your name?"


"I don't want to tell you my name."


The man stumbled. "I—"


"Nanishini us no?" [I asked what do you want to come here?]


Eros' mouth was stiff before he let out a sigh. "Your mother left me."


"If Haha-ue leaves you, Jiji, you don't deserve to be his companion." Yujerian. "Don't put a guilty face on us. It's your fault you let Haha-ue go."


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Jiji: rough call on old man.