It took me a bit of time until I let go of my father and after I did, I finally had a nice look at the three headed dog. Don't mind me thinking it was cute and adorable and that I wanted to touch it at all. Probably was something this obvious because everyone started laughing.
Kallego: Cerberus, come.
The dog obeyed my father and he then patted it's head before taking my hand and making me pet it but patting it was not enough for me. To the countrary, I decided to go straight for a hug and hug it's huge snooze. Gosh this was soo adorable and a huge puppy in my mind as well.
Kallego: I won't let him go to Babyls.
Sullivan: Not? I am quite disappointed.
Kallego: He will stay with me.
Sullivan: What is that supposed to mean?
Kallego: I offically request some time off. I want to make sure that my child is doing well and that he is getting used to everyhting.
Sullivan: He does seem like he got used to live around here pretty quickly.
I did notice that que because I stopped patting and hugging this huge adorable beast. Otherwise I would have missed it and probably done nothing. This way I could at least help out my father and if he wanted to get some time off then that was probably something for the better. Besides the obvious fact that I wanted to stay with my father for a bit longer. I just found him and I don't care what he was. This life was already better than my old one where I was working nonstop!
Me: Says who?
Sullivan: HAHAHAHAHA haven't you patted a huge three headed dog just now?
Me: You mean that puppy?
Kallego: Puppy?
Me: Wasn't that supposed to be a puppy?
Sullivan: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Something about this laugh made me feel uneasy but honestly I didn't feel threatened at all this whole time. Though I probably should have just by hearing how they reacted. For me that thing was like a small little puppy. It had the same vibes at least.
Sullivan: It seems as if he should partake the ranking exam.
Kallego: He doesn't know anything about this world.
Sullivan: Since you will take some time out, how about showing it to him and teaching him about it.
Kellego: It takes time!
Sullivan: And? I don't see the problem here.
Me: What is he talking about?
Sullivan: This will be a huge surprise little Iruma.
Me: Surprise?
Sullivan: Yes. Every demon has to go through this and even my grandchild went through this process as well.
Me: I don't like the sound of that surprise.
Kallego: And you better don't. It is dangerous and some demon children die on this exam.
Sullivan: Oh I am sure you will look over the kid and make sure he will make it.
Kallego: Don't do this.
Sullivan: Too late. It's already decided.
Honestly I hated how my father sounded and how the sound about an exam being a surprise was. There was no way an exam was a good thing. Though I still haven't quite grasp the intensity about the pure fact that kids were dying on this on a yearly basis since I was still thinking about a written exam but the more I started thinking about it, this was a demonic world.... why should there be any written exams here? OH YEAH! Because they are a form of torture. That's why but it shouldn't kill anyone. It's not as if the paper starts to suddenly be alive and eat someone or as if the words start to come off the paper and then dance around someone and strangle them. Ah yes, my great imagination playing a big role once again and make me fear whatever was about to come and what they meant with exam.
Me: Do I have too?
This old man already left the room quite in a hurry after announcing that there wouldn't be a way out. Now that it came to this, I was all alone with my father once again.
Kallego: I fear soo....
Me: Is everything alright?
Kallego: No.... This is bad.
Me: How bad can it be?
Kallego: *sigh* Let's worry about this tomorrow. How about we get something to eat and then rest for the day?
Me: Sounds good to me.
I could definitely see that my father was tired. Honestly I was too so I was appreaciating his plan. Not only did I need rest for sure but he needed it more than me. Whatever that exam was, it just took all his energy and I could feel how he was trying to be positive around me and not freak out or do anything that would make me hate him. I appreciated the effort but it was quite easy to read his moods besides that always grumpy face at the beginning.
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My secret child!
FanfictionPoor Iruma never knew who his real parents are but the fact that his true father was a demon, couldn't be this easily solves nor told to a small todler. Then again, he would have found out sooner or later due to the small things that made him stand...