My mom in another world is a bit too controlling!?

"Ugh! Don't give me any more—!"

The large, rough hand slammed heavily against the hard wall. At that moment, the gang leader felt he couldn't hold on any longer; if this continued, he would really go insane!

The day after the kidnapping, around noon, the little one, whose medication had worn off, groggily opened his eyes again. But less than ten seconds after waking up, the devastating sobs of not seeing his mother escaped his throat once more.

The gang leader tried his best to coax the child, but this was ultimately ineffective. How could a burly man possibly coax a child?

He himself was overwhelmed by the frustration of not being able to soothe the little one despite his best efforts, and looked at the crying little one with a belly full of anger and impatience.

He was so enraged that he almost attacked it to achieve the simplest "physical lullaby," but at the last second, reason returned, and he threw a punch at the hard wall with a loud bang.

I thought the loud noise would calm him down a bit, but it actually made the little guy cry a lot, and several times he almost couldn't breathe while crying...

"Mommy...! Waaah...! Mommy, I want... I want...!"

"Eh..."

He felt utterly hopeless, but to prevent the little one from crying herself to death again, he had no choice but to…!

Push the door open as fast as you can, and speak to the person outside in an unyielding tone—

"Hurry, hurry...! You go and soothe this little thing! This is a strict order, or you'll be in big trouble! Hurry—!"

"Huh?! Me!? No, this won't do! How can I, a grown man,...!"

Having listened to the entire story of the gang leader from beginning to end, standing outside, Hei Er knew this was an impossible mission. Therefore, even if it meant suffering, he had no intention of trying. But...

"Stop talking nonsense...!"

He forcefully pushed the person toward the source of the crying, then glared at them fiercely.

"This! Me! Uh, let's give it a try..."

Then—

"Waaah... I want Mommy... Mommy...!"

"Cough...!" Jingdian cleared his throat first.

"Haha~ Don't be afraid, little cutie. It's okay even if Mommy isn't here. We'll take good care of you~"

"Don't cry, look, hey~!" He took off his black mask, revealing a funny face.

The attempt to soothe the little guy was so clumsy that it not only failed to make him feel any sense of security, but instead made him even more frightened, causing him to curl up even further into the corner.

The smile hidden behind the black veil can hardly be called a smile; it's truly chilling...

"What the hell are you doing! Your face is even scarier than mine, and you're still making faces! You're a ghost to begin with! Now you're crying even harder!"

"I! I already said no, but you insisted...!"

"Alright! I don't want to waste any more words with you. The most important thing right now is to calm this little thing down quickly, otherwise she'll cry herself to death, and I won't be able to explain myself."

"Where's that guy? Let's see if he's there...?"

The gang leader glanced towards the basement door and was about to step out when a voice suddenly came from outside.

"No need to look anymore, I knew I couldn't escape..." Black Three emerged from behind the door.

"By the way, you've been trying to coax them, but have you given them any food?"

"What? Eat...?" This abrupt viewpoint instantly struck a nerve with the gang leader. It seemed he had indeed missed an important factor. However, before he could speak, another person offered his opinion first.

"Hungry? But... this little one keeps calling for its mother, isn't it...?"

Upon hearing this, the gang leader nodded again, as it seemed to make sense, but this only earned him a glare from the gang leader.

"Do you think this is an ordinary person? That they can just say what they want? Don't forget this little one is only a little over a year old, and can't even speak properly yet, how could they possibly explain everything?"

"In this situation, what he wants most is his mother, and what he calls for is his mother. But that doesn't mean he doesn't have other needs. He's just too excited to express them all in words."

"..." The two nodded and then hurried to find something to eat.

"This is all we have, will it work?"

A cloth bag, filled without exception with dried meat of some unknown kind, which looked hard.

"..." The three looked at each other, unsure whether the little guy could eat this hard thing.

"Generally speaking, babies should eat soft foods, but this jerky is clearly..."

I was still hesitating, but the little one's cries kept coming in, growing weaker and weaker. I really couldn't wait any longer.

"Soak it in water to soften it slightly... then feed it? That's the only way right now."

"Um!"

Shortly afterward, a piece of slightly damp jerky was handed to the little guy, with a faint meaty aroma.

"Don't cry, okay? Look, this meat smells so good, do you want some?"

"Ugh! Mom... Mom...!" The jerky was swatted aside by a waving little hand.

"Hey... I told you I didn't want to eat..."

"Don't worry, he's still instinctively wary of us, of course he wouldn't eat what we're holding." Hei San's explanation was noticeably softer, his face still showing distress. It seemed his thinking might be wrong...

"What should we do then?"

"I don't know either……"

He stared blankly again, but the gang leader couldn't wait any longer and forcefully stuffed the jerky into the little girl's mouth.

"Hey! Won't this make things even worse...!"

Before I could finish saying anything to stop him, an unexpected result suddenly occurred: the little guy's mouth was actually "stuffed" with jerky, and he even started gnawing on it. Just a second ago, he was crying loudly!

"Waaah... Jie, sister..." The familiar smell of dried meat actually brought a sense of comfort to the little guy in this desperate situation.

Perhaps it was a memory of Lily's feelings back then, or perhaps she was genuinely hungry, after all, she had been crying and had been on the verge of death several times, plus she hadn't eaten anything for almost a day.

So when the jerky was forcibly stuffed into her mouth, the crying quickly subsided and was completely stopped. Her little hands took the jerky and she put it in her mouth and started to nibble on it little by little.

"Oh my god! It's true...!!"

The three were so excited they almost hugged each other, though of course... three grown men couldn't actually hug each other, but they were just incredibly excited.

The result was less than half a minute later...

"Ugh... Waaah...!"

The crying started again, but it was different from the previous crying. It wasn't the crying of losing the emotional dependence on the mother, but a crying of instinct.

The jerky fell from his mouth, along with a small, white, unidentified object. It was smooth and had a small red spot on it. This was…

These are the little guy's broken teeth!!