An apology is not enough to change everything, but it is still very important.
For Qianqiu, it is very important.
Being slapped and scolded severely, these are very important.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she snuggled into her father's arms, crying endlessly.
…
In the living room, Seiji explained the situation to Mahiro.
The famous painter was silent, and the scene fell into silence.
Qian Qiu sat quietly on the side, lowering her head. Mei Jia sat beside her, worried about her.
Seeing this, Seiji wanted to say something more, but felt that he shouldn't say any more... before the father on the other side spoke.
He didn't know exactly what Qianqiu called and said to Zhenhong, but he could probably guess.
If it was replaced by what he heard from Qianqiu, it is likely to be similar to this father's reaction.
This incompetent father is, after all, a father.
"Let me replace it."
"Well?"
"Let me lead out that monster instead of Qianqiu." Zhenhong said seriously.
Qianqiu raised her head, Mika's eyes widened, Seiji was stunned.
"No way..." Before Seiji could react, Qianqiu said, "Father can't replace me."
"How is it impossible?"
"Because it was me who was being targeted."
"I'm your father, with the same blood as yours..." Mahiro said, looking at Seiji again, "Didn't I say that the source might be me?"
"The source is mother, and it has nothing to do with you, father!" Qianqiu said.
"I remember her... I am the only person in this world who remembers her." Zhenhong said calmly, "This should be usable, right?"
Qian Qiu was dumbfounded.
Seiji blinked.
"Maybe you can..."
"Sunny... Qingwu!"
Seiji signaled to Chiaki with his eyes to let him finish first.
"It's just maybe, I also think Mr. Ruoye, you can't replace Qianqiu, because as she said, the one being targeted is her, not you."
"The source should be Qianqiu's mother, the key is Qianqiu's mother's blood, not your blood."
"If you have to find a replacement, it should be a relative of Qianqiu's mother. If you can think of such a person, you can consider it."
"But, Mr. Luo Ye, you can't remember."
"Even if you can remember, whether you can make that person willing, and whether you can really replace them are all questions."
"...Anyway, you can try it." Zhenhong looked at the boy opposite, "If you can really let me replace Qianqiu, you will be very happy."
"Not happy, but to be honest, it will reduce a lot of stress."
"Qingwu..." Qianqiu made a dissatisfied voice.
"Of course it's a joke." Seiji shrugged, "Whether Mr. Wakaba, you, Chiaki, or someone else is used as the bait, my pressure will not decrease."
"I don't want anything to happen to Qianqiu, and I don't want to see other people sacrifice for it."
"But you said there's no guarantee..."
"That is an objective fact, and my will is not to let anyone die!"
That's a solid statement.
My will is above the facts! The aura Seiji exuded at this time gave people such a feeling.
In fact, this is the momentum of "we will read the file once the situation gets bad", but in the eyes of people who don't know the truth, this is a manifestation of his extremely strong will.
Both Qianqiu and Meijia were fascinated by this, their eyes sparkled.
Zhenhong was also shocked.
"I will never let anything happen to Qianqiu." Seiji said firmly.
"So, you don't need to be her replacement, Mr. Luo Ye."
"Give me your daughter!"
Suddenly hearing such lines, Qianqiu's heart throbbed, and his cheeks flushed.
She knew Seiji didn't mean that when he said this sentence at this time, but it should also contain that meaning...
"I refuse." The cold answer came from the mouth of the famous painter, "I want me to hand over my daughter to you, at least ten years earlier!"
Seiji: "..."
"Father..." Qianqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"I don't approve of you, and I don't intend to." Zhenhong ignored his daughter and said coldly while looking at the boy opposite.
"To be honest, I just trust you now."
"Psychic people... being targeted by monsters... using them as bait... Do you think I will completely trust these things just because of what you showed?"
"Even if these are true, it's still unknown whether you, as a high school student, can really live with Qianqiu for the rest of your life."
"More than 80% of male and female friends in high school will break up. Even if you are in a good relationship now, there may be changes in the future."
"Tell me to hand over my daughter to you, at least ten years later!"
This is also said firmly and with great momentum.
Seiji didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face right now.
It's like throwing a punch with confidence but being smeared by the opponent... I can't tell what emotion it is.
If I have to say it, it is more helpless, embarrassing and lost than anger.
"Dad... everything is true." Qianqiu said helplessly, "Everything Qing Wu said is true, there is no lie, he is risking his life to protect me."
"I believe in you, Qianqiu, that's why I'm sitting here." Zhenhong looked at his daughter.
"But I can't believe it completely, after all, that's all I've seen with my own eyes."
"Unless I replace you and experience the danger you are in."
Yep, back around. Seiji twitched the corner of his mouth.
He understood the suspicion of the famous painter. Even if he had personally experienced extraordinary power and had to admit the existence of psychic power, he might not fully believe the relevant words.
It would be better to say that he believed to this extent based on that experience alone, which is already a lot of trust.
But one size counts for one size, he grasped this point, and insisted on letting himself replace his daughter, which was a bit shameful.
"Dad..." Qianqiu who was touched by his father's concern for him just now felt troubled.
An ordinary daughter's concern for her father would be troublesome many times.
The relationship between the father and daughter, which had been stagnant for a long time, is beginning to become ordinary.
This kind of mood is new to Qianqiu, and it is something to be happy about... But trouble is trouble.
"I can do it myself, I don't need your father to get involved."
"Let me come, otherwise I will never recognize him for the rest of my life."
"I don't need your approval. He is my boyfriend and has nothing to do with my father."
"... You shouldn't be brave, you should leave dangerous matters to me."
"This is my business, I take it on myself."
"You're just a high school student..."
The father and daughter quarreled.
In fact, it doesn't seem to be noisy, it's like a conversation with a more intense tone.
But in the eyes of Seiji and Mika, they are just arguing... an unskilled father and daughter arguing.
Seeing this scene, the two looked at each other, and then smiled together.
"That's great." Meijia said softly.
"En." Seiji nodded, then picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
Although it was rejected, it was okay.
After all, she is someone else's precious daughter, so it's normal if she can't get it.
Now that it's been said for ten years, let's talk about it ten years later, but there is no guarantee what will happen by then... Father-in-law.
(end of this chapter)