My wife is an immortal black snake.

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So why don't I just stay with Margarita while calling Kosiche?

Chapter Ninety-Eight

It was around 6 p.m. on October 17th.

Yang Hao personally accompanied Ms. Norsen and Margarita to inspect their temporary residence. Theresa and Karina couldn't come because they had their own work to do, but they did help Sonia's mother take care of Hela.

Sonia followed closely behind Yang Hao. This gentle mother hadn't forgotten her purpose in coming here... But then again, she had always been very curious about Margarita, and by extension, about Ms. Northon.

Sonia wondered if Margarita, Yang Hao's childhood sweetheart, was just as unruly as him. Every night, Sonia had to use all her charm to get him to sleep, and she wondered if Miss Margarita would be like that in the future.

That would be terrible. Ms. Sonia doesn't want her precious time with her child to be interrupted... but she also doesn't want Mr. Yang Hao to feel annoyed, so she's really troubled.

On the other hand, Sonia's curiosity about Ms. Northon stemmed entirely from her curiosity about [combat intuition]... She always felt that Ms. Northon seemed to be subtly comparing the gap in strength between them, but how to put it? Although Sonia was wary of Ms. Northon's presence, she wasn't too concerned about it.

She was confident she could overpower Ms. Northumber in a face-to-face fight—at least in this confined terrain.

"Hmm—why don't you pick up your things tomorrow? Although this place isn't far from where you came from, it's getting late now."

"No, I'd better go back and get my things first. I also need to get Margarita's change of clothes for her bath, as well as her weapon. And I also need to go find Sanae to prevent that cowardly rock crab from doing anything... You should have a good chat with Margarita for a while."

"Since you insist... wait a moment."

Yang Hao turned around and nodded to Sonia. Sonia then took out two blank verification cards from her pocket. These two verification cards were high-level cards on the landship, allowing access to most areas of the landship—except for some dangerous places, such as the engine area and the command room.

She handed the two cards to Margarita, who was looking at her curiously, and to Ms. Northumbery, who was smoking a cigar. After briefly explaining the purpose of the cards to them, Sonia took a few steps back and stood behind Yang Hao.

"—Are you sure it's okay to entrust such a valuable item to us?"

Ms. Norsen examined the verification card in her hand, then looked up at Yang Hao and asked.

“No problem. You are Margarita’s teacher, and I’m willing to trust you.”

Yang Hao smiled and said he was willing to believe it, while Margarita, standing to the side, nervously muttered something under her breath:

"But Yang Hao... um... my teacher and I are only staying here temporarily..."

She and Ms. Northumbers were only staying here temporarily—Margarita had decided that after finishing her business in Kazimir, she would have to return to Kazdel with her teacher. She still had a lot to learn, and she couldn't go to Ursus with Yang Hao yet, at least not now.

Therefore, when she received such a valuable gift, she felt very nervous, not just ordinary nervous.

"It's okay if you stay temporarily—you'll have to go home eventually anyway, right? Just stay with me, okay?"

"Uh-huh."

Watching Margarita obediently slip the verification card into her pocket, Ms. Northum sighed and indicated that she would be leaving now—but before she left, Yang Hao still asked Sonia to see her off. After all, Ms. Northum wasn't familiar with the internal structure of the landship, and if she got lost and caused a misunderstanding, it would be troublesome.

After the two of them, for some reason, stared coldly at each other as they left, only Yang Hao and Margarita remained to head to their temporary room.

It was an empty double dormitory, originally intended only for officers, but now it served as a temporary room for Margarita and Ms. Northumberth. The facilities were excellent; it was arguably the most luxurious place on the land-based ship besides the single rooms.

Yang Hao originally planned to give each of them a single room, but considering that Margarita might not be able to adapt to life away from her teacher for a while, he decided against it.

They soon arrived at their temporary room. Margarita didn't say a word the whole way. She simply held Yang Hao's hand tightly and followed.

Shouldn't I be the one to say something first? Yang Hao smiled helplessly, thinking that getting along with Margarita in the future would probably be very difficult.

But as tough as it is, isn't that what life is all about, with hardship and joy intertwined? So soon, amidst Margarita's panicked screams, he suddenly picked her up and held her in his arms like a heavy doll, her face flushed and bewildered.

"That...that...!!"

"I haven't hugged you in ages. We've finally met again, so at least don't be so shy, right?"

"Coco—but, but..."

Her face flushed red, and finally, with her head down, she gripped Yang Hao's clothes tightly and managed to utter a barely audible sentence:

"But...I clearly used to..."

"The past is the past. And it wasn't just Margarita who was at fault; I was too. Perhaps if I had been more proactive instead of hinting back then, we wouldn't have broken up?"

"Woo..."

Yang Hao ruffled Margarita's hair. He figured Margarita must have gained weight; it wasn't nearly as tiring to carry her as it used to be!

Of course, it's also possible that I haven't been exercising much since arriving in Ursus? Hmm...

Yang Hao decided not to dwell on the matter. He looked at the door to the temporary room where Margarita and Ms. Northumberna were sitting, and gestured with his chin, indicating that Margarita should open it herself.

"Um..."

She did as she was told. She took the verification card out of her pocket, curled up in Yang Hao's arms, and swiped the card at the card reader—the door opened immediately.

It was indeed a very nice, large room, just as Yang Hao had described. Margarita jumped down from Yang Hao's arms and then curiously looked around at the room.

“Actually, I’ve thought about what my future life with Yang Hao will be like…” she murmured, looking at the two beds in the double dormitory room. “I’ve only thought about a very ordinary life… but I haven’t thought about what I would do if you got old and I was still like this…”

"Well, that's the issue between short-lived and long-lived species. But Margarita, that's no longer something to worry about, you know?"

"But..."

"I've found a way to live a long life. So don't worry."

"Um..."

After letting her briefly look around her room to make sure she knew where to go to the bathroom, Yang Hao decided to take her for a walk, at least to let Margarita know where to have breakfast the next morning.

Margarita obediently followed. However, after the strange atmosphere in the room dissipated and they began to communicate, she started telling Yang Hao about her past experiences as they walked outside.

"The wilderness outside is vast... When I went to Minos to find my teacher, I panicked for quite a while... Before, when I was a messenger of the Cataclysm, I basically didn't need to communicate with strangers, but from that day on, I had to learn how to communicate with strangers..."

"Haha, communicating with strangers... is something you always have to learn. Didn't you do pretty well today?"

"But—but...that child really terrified me...I thought..."

"..."

Oh... actually, Margarita, I do have a biological child, you know? Um... this is so hard for me to say in front of you.

"Yang Hao?"

Seeing Margarita looking at him with obvious confusion, Yang Hao sighed and decided it would be better to explain the reality to her.

“No, it’s nothing… it’s just that, Margarita, I really do have a child, you know? Although it’s not born yet.” He ruffled Margarita’s hair. “Hela is a living doll… but the other child is my biological child, probably born next year, so—uh? Margarita?”

"Waaah...no, it's okay...waaah...I...I...I was mentally prepared..."

"Oh, don't cry, don't cry. You'll always have a place in my heart, Margarita, don't worry—come here, let me carry you away, don't cry..."

"Woo..."

In the end, Margarita was not carried away by Yang Hao. On one hand, this grown-up child knew that he couldn't embarrass his family in front of outsiders, even if he didn't mind.

On the other hand, she didn't want to remain just a child in Yang Hao's eyes forever. So she had to be strong! Margarita!

......

However, the way this little bat walked with teary eyes, wiping away tears, was just too adorable. Although Yang Hao knew that Margarita was truly devastated by the fact that she was about to have her own child, looking at Margarita now, he genuinely had the urge to [just raise Margarita as a daughter]...

Just kidding, just kidding.

He ruffled Margarita's hair—seeing that they were still some distance from the officers' mess, he took out his phone, intending to use this time to call Kosice, report the situation to her, and ask her how his revised plan was going.

But just as he took out his phone, Margarita sniffled and muttered under her breath:

"But... Yang Hao? Only after leaving home and wandering outside did I realize... that sometimes people are such fragile creatures."

"Yes, humans are indeed very fragile—but Blood Demons aren't so fragile, are they?"

"...But I'm weak too! Like right now... Waaah..."

"Yes, yes, my little bat is the weakest, so I'll protect you well—but um, Margarita? You've been crying your eyes out, haven't you?"

"Woo..."

He dialed Koschei's number, but Koschei didn't respond so quickly? Come to think of it, it just so happens that Koschei is taking a shower right now—

Kosichrie doesn't take her phone with her when she showers. She's worried that it will become unusable after getting wet, so she usually leaves it in the changing room with the volume turned up to the maximum. Then, when she gets a call, she rushes out of the bath to answer it. — Why does Yang Hao know so many details? Kosichrie has only answered his calls a handful of times.

It was Koschie, who had only recently been put into the furry body, who told him this herself while they were doing what they loved. And at that time, she was already limp and had little strength left, so Yang Hao believed it must be true.

So he waited patiently—until Margarita wiped away her tears, and her swollen eyes returned to normal thanks to the Blood Demon's physical abilities, but Kosichek still hadn't answered the phone. Half a minute had passed; it seemed Monica wasn't with Kosichek, but rather busy?

Um...

"...Yang Hao...actually, when I was wandering in the wilderness with my teacher, I also understood...that...feeling for you..."

"Ok?"

He stroked Margarita's hair, thinking that the little bat had grown up, which was something to be happy about! But why did he have this vague, ominous feeling?

“…It’s just…” Margarita looked at the ground somewhat awkwardly. “Um…my feelings for you aren’t exactly ‘liking’…”

"Oh? Um..."

Is this what I had a bad feeling about?! Yang Hao looked at Margarita, but then he felt that wasn't the case.

That ominous feeling seemed to be directed at some more intense, high-conflict situation... It doesn't seem like this, does it? And Margarita, if you really are going to call me dad, I'll feel really uncomfortable...

So what is it?

He pinched Margarita's cheek; the beeping of his phone had been going on for almost a minute.

Then Yang Hao saw that Margarita gently broke free from his pinching motion and looked up at him with a flushed face.

She looked around, and after making sure no one was nearby, the shy little bat stood on tiptoe—

"--Honey?"

Just then, Yang Hao's phone rang. He heard a confused voice from Kosic, and the sound of her seemingly wiping a rag doll with a cloth—was she taking a bath with Green?

Yang Hao's thoughts hadn't had time to come back to the present.

"Because...that's because I love you—so it's not that I like you, okay?"

Because he heard Margarita muster the courage to confess her feelings to him. Not only that, she hugged him while standing on tiptoe, and then she closed her eyes.

She gently pressed her lips to Yang Hao's. Inexperienced and bewildered, that was all she knew—so she completely failed to notice the chilling atmosphere emanating from the phone in Yang Hao's hand.

Chapter 99

To be honest—

Kosichello was initially quite puzzled as to why her husband would contact her while she was taking a shower.

After all, he knew exactly when he took a shower, and he should have known that he wouldn't bring his phone into the bathroom while showering. Contacting her at this time, besides making her rush out of the bathroom to get her phone, the only other possibility was for Monica to bring it over for her.

And coincidentally, Monica was on her way to the Oripathy Research Center to deliver the new job and requirements to Ms. Kal'tsit, so all Koschitch could do was get out of the warm bath, wrap herself in a towel, and go to the changing room to get her phone.

Then, after bringing in his buzzing phone, he happened to see Green, who was still a rag doll, almost fall into the water... In his panic, Kosic was really a bit reckless—but fortunately, he managed to get everything sorted out safely in the end.

Sigh... How did I become so stupid after leaving my husband? Koschche helplessly reflected on whether he had become too dependent on his husband and Monica, while soaking back in the bathtub.

She was wiping the slightly damp body of her rag doll with a towel while holding her phone in her other hand and pressing the answer button. After the call connected, she instinctively called out "Honey?" into the phone, then waited happily for her husband to speak.

and then?

"—[Because...that's because I love you—so it's not that I like you, okay?]"

...What?

Whose voice is this?

Duke Koschei stopped what he was doing. Miss Green also stopped her endless complaints to Duke Koschei about how difficult it was to use the doll's body.

They both stared at the phone, the one that had just made that strange noise—was it their imagination? Hmm, no—why did that sound sound so unfamiliar?

However, Kosichrie still had some recollection of it, because she knew that it seemed to be—

[Chi——]

If Koschke wasn't mistaken, this was a simplified version of the daily greetings she and her husband exchanged while sitting together all day—the sound of kissing as their lips met before they pried open each other's mouths.

"..."

wait?

What the hell are you doing to my husband?! How dare you kiss my husband?! Are you going to stick your filthy tongue inside him and do whatever you want to him next?!

No?! Why did it have to be when my husband called me?! Are you some kind of baby who hasn't been weaned yet—

Her eyes widened in disbelief. The immortal black snake felt a surge of anger well up in her throat, almost causing her to unleash a torrent of profanities—but just then, a sentence transmitted to her by Green brought the enraged snake back to reality: