Chapter 10

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Before Hisoka had the chance to process such a massive bombshell or even gain the ability to talk again, Maleeka had already run off into the house.

She knew? How did she know? Did you tell her who her father was?

''What the hell..'' He muttered with a shocked undertone, staring at the two of you hugging each other as a greeting.

Shell shocked indeed, but oddly glad? Had a part of him wished that Maleeka knew who he was? Definitely.

Indeed a weight felt like it had been lifted off his shoulders. Acting like strangers that had no significance to each other was subconsciously killing him. However, it wasn't solely the knowledge of now knowing she knew who he was, but at fact she approved of him..

She called him great too. Not the failure he always feared his daughter would think of him. A typical absent father that doesn't care.

How life has turned out for him - seeking validation from a 6 year old. Feeling partially accomplished in life merely because a kid approved of his character. Really?

Forcing himself to drive off before you spotted him, Hisoka couldn't get over of what just happened.

He needed to know how she knew? Hisoka knows she is unbelievably smart for her age. It could be possible she put the obvious resemblance between herself and him together, but surely there were many other people Maleeka had come across with red hair and amber eyes?

With the whole night passing, Hisoka couldn't seem to sleep. He was far to restless and constantly had thousands of unanswered questions running through his mind every minute.

Having the morning's first sun rays burn his eyes, Hisoka realized that it was a new day. Musing out of his thoughts, he headed to have cold shower before leaving.

Entering the school grounds without permission, Hisoka headed towards the kindergarten section. Barging into the classroom without a care, his eyes instantly met his daughter's. ''I need to speak to you Maleeka.'' He simply stated.

Everyone in town knew who Hisoka was, hence why the teacher didn't dare say a single word or refuse his request.

''Now? But I am in the middle of this painting!" She replied back a bit conflicted, causing everyone to glare at her in utter shock. No one spoke back to Hisoka. But what came next, shocked them even more.

Sighing, Hisoka sat down on the teachers chair and closed his eyes as he crossed his arms. ''Fine. I'll wait.'' He simply replied, clear as day that he had patience for only her and only from Maleeka would he take orders from. Perks of being his daughter huh? If only Maleeka knew who Hisoka was. A ring leader.

After 5 minutes, she washed her hands and walked up to Hisoka, ''I painted this for you! I know it's not DaVinci good, but I'm trying okay?'' She informed before handing him the paper - it looked like a representing of yesterday. His house, him and her together. He could never understand the hype parents would give their children over a silly picture they would draw or paint, however now being one - he could clearly understand.

It was so innocent. So thoughtful and sincere. It was his first too. He wouldn't tell her or anyone, but he was defiantly going to treasure her first drawing to him.

''Thank you~ '' He hummed in appreciation with a smile, partially amused with her sense of humor.

''So what's up? You pitch up at my school unexpectedly, trying to return the favour of me pitching up at your place yesterday hm?"

Effortlessly standing up with a small but gentle smirk, he trailed out of the classroom, ''Walk with me.'' He lowly murmured.

''Oh snap, when people say that something shady usually happens.'' She fake acted sus.

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