Epic Of Caterpillar

Chapter 2789 - 2790: Time For Dinner

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”No is no, Franky. You will stay here for now,” her father sighed. ”Itʼs best for you.”

The doctor insisted she remain in the Domain for now... even though Franky had roamed the Domain freely for years and had many friends.

It made me feel like her father was a bit jealous, no? Maybe the doctor was trying to keep her by his side, which is cute.

”Eeeeh?! But I wanna go! I wanna goooo! Young lady invited me!” Franky threw a tantrum.

”Itʼs fine, Doctor. I know you just want to spend time with your daughter but are too proud to say it directly, right?” I teased him.

”W-What?!” he gasped in disbelief. ”I have never implied or said anything like that before. I donʼt... I am not saying any of that!”

He became a mess the moment he was exposed. It was incredible.

”Heheh, so thatʼs the truth, huh? You love your daughter!” I confronted him.

”GAH?!” he almost sounded like he had a heart attack.

”F-Father, is that true? Do you love me?” Franky blushed, looking at him with bright eyes.

”I-I... have never said I didnʼt love you as my... daughter,” he sighed, readjusting his glasses. ”Franky... uh, sorry for not being... more direct before.”

”Well, Iʼll get going then. It seems you just wanted to have dinner with your daughter,” I said, walking away.

”Well, if Father insists, letʼs have dinner, just the two of us!” Franky smiled, giggling innocently.

”Haaa... no, itʼs not right. Go with your friend, Franky,” the doctor said with a smile. ”It isnʼt right for me to stop you from making friends... I am simply not good at being a father. I made many mistakes with your older brother. Those mistakes were why he betrayed me and left me alone...”

”Father...” Franky was surprised. ”But youʼre a good father! A little strict but... you havenʼt done anything for me to hate you?”

”I-I havenʼt done anything wrong? Really?” he asked in disbelief. ”W-Well, if you insist like that, I... canʼt say Iʼm not... uh, what... what was I saying? Hah...”

Wow!

He was a complete mess whenever he got embarrassed.

Such a pragmatic, serious man now becoming an emotional mess.

Fufu, this is really funny to see!

”Well, you can eat with me, Doctor. Youʼre my teacher now,” I said. ”Oh! Maybe we should have dinner with my father? Iʼve been mostly eating in my room lately, and I think thatʼs wrong...”

Iʼve been coming back to my room too late at night, so I mostly eat with my maids.

Thatʼs been the case for a couple of weeks now. My father hasnʼt said anything, but I know heʼs a little sad.

”Actually, letʼs call Wasp and Medea too!” I said. ”Letʼs go!”

I dragged the doctor and his daughter along, walking through the corridors of our vast house and passing many agents, maids, and butlers.

Then, we reached our private headquarters. The dining room was a large hall decorated with giant white pillars, a black-and-white ceramic floor, and dark purple, red, and black walls.

My father sat there, reading the news on his tablet.

”Oh? My dear daughter, have you come to eat dinner with your father?” he asked.

”Yes, Father! Sorry for not coming for the last few weeks...” I said. ”Iʼve been busy.”

”Oh, I know. I didnʼt want to bother you,” he said. ”Iʼve come to learn youʼve grown up a lot, and I can be a nuisance in your life...”

”What?! No, you arenʼt!” I said. ”Donʼt say dumb stuff like that when we have guests.”

”Hoo?” My father was surprised. ”Well, well, well! Frankenstein and his dear daughter, Franky, right?”

”Ah, yes, my lord. Sorry for coming so suddenly. The young lady invited me here out of nowhere...” Frankenstein spoke apologetically. ”I will leave immediately if my presence displeases you.”

”What nonsense are you talking about? If you were invited, then sit down. Itʼs bad manners to reject an invitation!” my father said grumpily. ”Come on!”

”Thank you, my lord!” Franky said.

”Hahah, Franky, right? So, are you my daughterʼs friend? Iʼm glad to see sheʼs making friends with people her age in the organization too!” he said. ”I wanted to introduce her to a few other young agents... but the fields rarely overlap.”

”Am I her friend? I donʼt know... I mean, thatʼs up to the young lady to decide, hehe,” Franky giggled cutely.

”She is!” I said. ”Weʼve only met for a few days, but we clicked just fine, right?”

”Really?! Kyaaaaa!” Franky cried excitedly. Electricity ran through her body.

”T-Tone it down, Franky! Donʼt scream in front of our great lord of chaos!” Frankenstein tried to calm his daughter.

”Hoho, donʼt be annoying, Frankenstein. Your daughter is happy! I donʼt dislike noisy people,” my father said. ”I also know her. Sheʼs part of the Young Lady Fan Club, right?”

”Eh?! My lord, you know of the group?” Franky asked.

”But of course I do! I am the Fan Clubʼs organizer!” my father laughed.

”What?!” I gasped, my mouth wide open in disbelief. ”Dad! Are you kidding me?!”

”Hmm? Whatʼs wrong with that?” he laughed. ”There are many in the organization who are your fans, dear! I simply gathered them to form a support party. Remember when you joined the organization officially and met many of the higher-ups under me? Well, a couple of them are part of the fan club. Itʼs a good way to unite and strengthen those who support you most. Your own political party within our great family.”

”Is it really necessary?” I sighed, facepalming. ”Oh well... whatever the case— Ah, theyʼre here.”

Wasp and Medea walked into the dining room, surprised to see us all chattering and bickering.

”Oh my! Young lady, my lord, Doctor, Franky! Hello,” Medea greeted everyone politely.

”I was invited here by the young lady, but should I leave?” Wasp asked.

”No, no, come and stay. Letʼs eat together! Good idea, young lady. You called them to keep us company?” my father laughed.

”Yep, eheh, I actually called some more,” I said.

”Hm?” My father heard footsteps and bickering from another group.

”Ugh, my feet are sore from running so damn much. Whatʼs wrong with these demonic thugs lately? That sprinting bastard got me dead tired.”

”Takamura, be more mindful of how you speak. Weʼve been invited to a dinner with our boss and the young lady.”

”Geez, I know, Heisuke! I was just saying. No way they heard me all the way here, right?”

”I think they did...”

”Ah, fuck...”

They stepped into the hall as we looked at them. I giggled a little at Takamuraʼs lack of restraint. My father looked pleased, unfazed. He was very tolerant of his subordinates and their quirks.

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