Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

"666, you wait, I'll explode for you right away..."

Green lifted his shirt and slowly pulled out his belt.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Mary shrank back in fright, her face turning pale.

The hem of her brand-new dress was too long, and she tripped and fell to the ground with a thud, hissing in pain.

"You, you stay away! The injuries you caused last time haven't healed yet!"

Her voice trembled as she pushed herself back against the ground, her back pressed firmly against the mottled alley wall.

Green pulled on his belt and approached step by step, veins throbbing on his forehead.

"You used up a month's budget in just one day? Do you think I print money?!"

The porters standing nearby vaguely guessed their relationship from their conversation, but didn't dare to step in and stop them.

Several guys were so frightened they ran away, fearing they'd be caught in the crossfire.

Otto was so anxious that he waved his hands and rushed forward to block the middle, while holding down Green's arm.

"Mr. Green, calm down, calm down, don't hit the child."

In his eyes, Green's fierce appearance, coupled with Mary's fearful yet stubborn nature, made them a perfect pair of father and daughter having a falling out, without the slightest doubt.

After calming Green down, Otto approached Meryl with a kind smile and squinted eyes.

"Hello, little one, I'm Otto, your father's good friend."

As Otto spoke gently, he helped Mary up from the ground and even patted the dust off her clothes.

"Are you out of pocket money? Uncle Otto will give you some, okay?"

"I'm not her father!"

"Who could be the daughter of such a bastard!"

Mary and Green spoke almost simultaneously, decisively rejecting the relationship.

Seeing this, Otto became even more convinced, and waved his hand with a smile, as if to say, "I understand you."

"Sigh, every family has its share of bickering. Talk it out calmly, don't resort to violence all the time."

Green laughed in exasperation and pointed at Meryl, explaining:

"Look at this brat, she must be at least 12 years old. I'm only 18, Otto. Are you implying I had a daughter when I was 6?"

Otto was taken aback by the question. He scratched the back of his head and remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter a nonsensical sentence, though his tone was somewhat serious.

"Maybe you have a special talent? After all, Green always manages to do some incredible things."

Snapped!

Green yanked the belt sharply, the crisp sound making Otto shudder.

"Otto, I think I should beat you up first."

Otto quickly begged for forgiveness: "No, no, no, I was just kidding. Actually, you're probably her adoptive father, right?"

This time, Otto was absolutely certain he had guessed correctly, because Green had come to adopt a brother and sister.

Mary's cheeks turned red with anger, her blue-purple ponytail stood up a bit, and she stomped her foot hard while clutching her skirt.

"Who would want a foster father like that? You're a rumor-monger!"

As she spoke, she opened her mouth and bit Otto's arm, shouting, "You're his daughter! Your whole family are!"

"Ouch! That hurts!"

Otto winced in pain, hurriedly pulled his arm back, took two steps back with an innocent look on his face, covered his bitten arm, and muttered aggrievedly.

"Mr. Green seems like a strict father, so how come his daughter is so fierce..."

Otto was completely confused. It wasn't his biological father or his adoptive father, so could it be his godfather? It couldn't be a ghost father, could it?

"Oh, isn't this my husband?"

A sweet, slightly seductive voice drifted from the alleyway.

Before the words were finished, a tall and graceful figure slowly leaned against the brick wall at the entrance of the alley and stood still.

Elsa wore a form-fitting black dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, with a few stray strands clinging to her neck, making her skin appear even whiter than snow.

Her smiling eyes swept across the court, finally landing on the belt in Green's hand, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"Is this some kind of parent-child game?"

Otto let out a long "Oh," his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands as if he had just realized something. His eyes were full of certainty that he understood when he looked at the three of them.

He reaffirmed his belief that this was a family of three.

"This must be Mr. Green's wife!"

I never expected that at such a young age, Green would like older women.

He glanced at Meryl a few more times, then secretly gave Green a thumbs up.

"Grimm, you truly are exceptionally talented!"

hiss - huh -

Green took several deep breaths, shook his head resignedly, and said to Meryl:

"Alright, my good girl, hold your Uncle Otto down, I'm going to give him a few lashes."

Mary gritted her teeth: "I'll listen to you for today. Let's deal with this scumbag who loves spreading rumors first!"

Otto retreated repeatedly.

"No, we have important business to attend to. Have you forgotten, Mr. Green?"

As he backed away, he kept glancing at Elsa, hoping that this "Mrs. Green" could say a few words of advice, his face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Madam, you must persuade Mr. Green! You seem like the perfect wife and mother at home..."

Elsa leaned against the wall, her eyes crinkling with laughter as she watched the three chasing and playing. Her fingertips lightly touched the corners of her lips, her eyes filled with relaxed joy.

"I'm a little curious, what is this Mr. Otto talking about as his important business?"

Upon hearing this, Otto abruptly covered his mouth, his eyes filled with panic, and his heart skipped a beat—Oh no! He'd let something slip!

He was secretly annoyed. What if Mr. Green hadn't told the lady about adopting the siblings yet? Wouldn't his words cause them to quarrel?

If this leads to discord between husband and wife, that would be terrible!

As Green's good friend, we absolutely cannot allow such a terrible incident to happen!

Green couldn't stand Otto's inner monologue any longer and quickly pulled him aside.

"Don't make things worse, hurry up and help move the cake, that's all my hard-earned money!"

"Oh!"

Otto, having finally found something to do, settled down, but he would still occasionally glance at Green with a gossipy eye.

Grimm looked Elsa up and down; this mature woman looked much better in normal clothes than in that revealing combat suit.

Elsa smiled alluringly, changing poses to show off her seductive figure.

"Grimm's gaze is really intense. This dress was chosen for me by Mary, and I must say, it's not bad."

Green nodded: "It's definitely much better than your cool clothes."

"Of course!"

Mary walked over with her hands on her hips and a swagger.

"Elsa wore a dress that was custom-made for her by a nobleman, and I bought it at a high price and had it altered!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Green grabbed the little girl by the collar and slowly lifted her up.

"Gotcha! You brat! Don't tell me you spent all your money on these useless things."

The feeling of ascending in perspective brought back unpleasant memories for Mary, and she quickly struggled to explain, "How could that be? I even paid for two little followers!"

Green frowned and looked up. In the line of movers, two short figures were carrying a small box, huffing and puffing as they went back and forth to Meryl's house.