## Chapter 1692 – Chronicles of a Black-Haired Foreigner – The Life of a Transcender

I savored Liz’s cute nagging that tickled my heart. And Winia’s too. Why are they so lovely whenever they nag like this? No, they’re always lovely, but it’s just amplified.

That cozy feeling enveloped my entire body.

“Dignity?”

Anyway, after savoring the moment, I opened my mouth.
If I didn’t say something soon, she’d get mad.

“Liz, this Heavenly Demon Kim Katter…”
“Don’t you dare say, ‘His very existence is dignity!’ Just stop it!”

Caught.

“Show the kids! A dignified! Father’s! Image! Got it?!”

—Smack!

Liz emphasized each word as she playfully smacked my shoulder. It was a kind of affectionate gesture.

“Hehehe, no, but it’s already too late, you know? What’s the point of trying to look all serious and dignified now? They know everything.”

How many times have I pretended to shove a fist in my mouth and wailed? I even shamelessly threatened to sit down and throw a tantrum if I didn’t get a kiss.

With that kind of track record, there’s no point in trying to act dignified now.

No one would think of me as dignified.

“Still! That… that kind of thing!”
“Mama, we can see Papa’s dignity on TV all the time.”
“Yeah, yeah. You can see my dignity on TV.”
“Papa! That thing you did last time was so cool! The public trial!”
“Ah, that.”

I hold public trials from time to time.

It’s an event that the people really love. Whenever I do it, they go wild.

There’s one absolute rule in the Heavenly Demon Divine Nation’s Heavenly Demon Court: a criminal must never lie in court.

It’s not about lies that come out from strange questions. If a criminal stands in court and maliciously lies about the charges against them, they’re executed.

It’s absurd to even think of lying in Kim Katter’s court, but sometimes there are those kinds of people. So, when that happens, I gather them up, hold a public trial, and execute them.

“Your eyes glowed! And your voice was so loud!”

As Zbell said, I sit on the heavy throne, eyes blazing, and pronounce judgment with a voice like thunder.

And when I shoot a beam and turn them to dust, that day is just a grand festival for the Heavenly Demon Divine Nation. A festival.

People come out into the streets, shouting with passion all day, dancing, laughing, and chatting joyfully. Street vendors set up shop, and they enjoy themselves until late at night.

“Hehehe, yeah. There’s that too. See, Liz? Zbell definitely knows about dignity, right?”
“I don’t know, really! Hmph!”

Liz turned her head away as if she was sulking.

“Liz, it’s enough if the people of the world know, not just the kids, right?”
“Hmm… I guess so?”

I immediately comforted her and stroked her waist, and Liz’s face quickly turned red as she covered her face with a fan and avoided my gaze.

Even if she gets a little sharp, she can’t help but be flustered when I give her some physical affection. Liz is that kind of woman. She’s just overflowing with charm… Zbell inherited Liz’s blood perfectly.

“Papa!”

Then Zbell came between Liz and me, separating us!

Our daughter loves me so much!

“Tch!”
“Anyway, Papa! Let’s go play, let’s go play!”
“Okay, okay. Should we go tomorrow?”
“Yes!”

Then let’s go play with Zbell tomorrow.

At that moment.

“Mommy should come too.”

Liz intervened.

“Ah! Why Mama!”
“Zbell! Are you going to keep acting spoiled with your dad! How long are you going to act spoiled!”
“It’s okay because I’m still young! And what does that have to do with going to play!”
“You’re not acting spoiled with Mommy and only with Daddy, so I want to get revenge!”
“That’s!”

How childish!

“Hehehe! Oh, Liz. Stop fighting. Then let’s compromise and go twice? Once with Zbell and me, and once with Liz and Zbell.”

I whispered to Liz as I said that.

I told her we should go together next time.

“Hmm… if that’s the case.”

The reaction is good.

“Okay! I’ll do as Papa says!”
“Great!”

I’m looking forward to tomorrow!

* * *

The next day!

“Papa! I’m here!”

As I was getting ready to go on a picnic, Zbell, dressed up prettily, ran over with a bunch of fancy lunch boxes.

“Oh, Zbell! Did you make all of this yourself!”
“Yes! I made it to eat with Papa! Let’s go on a picnic now!”
“Hehehe! Okay!”

Heavenly Demon Divine Art.

Heavenly Demon Subspace Opening.

—Fwoosh.

I immediately opened a subspace and grabbed Zbell’s hand. Then we went inside together.

“Wow!”

Decorating subspaces is a kind of hobby. I’ve accumulated quite a few decorated subspaces.

Anyway, the place I chose today is, well, a space with a wide meadow. There’s a cliff on the side of the meadow, and below it is a beautiful lake. Beyond that are beautiful mountains, rivers, and trees.

“It’s so pretty, Papa!”

Zbell looked around at the scenery and her eyes sparkled as she put her hands together.

“I made it well, right? Papa made all of this.”
“Papa seems to have a great sense for this kind of thing! Like arranging things!”
“Hehehe! Of course! No! In the first place, there’s nothing that Papa isn’t good at!”
“That’s right, that’s right!”

—Clap clap clap!

Zbell even clapped and was happy. She’s really cute because she’s affectionate like Hilde.

“Then Papa! Please eat my lunch box!”
“I will!”

—Swoosh.

Zbell skillfully spread out a mat and laid out the lunch boxes on it. I wanted to open them all at once and devour them, but Zbell said we should open them one by one and enjoy them slowly.

Then let’s do that.

—Click.

Zbell opened a container.

“Oooooooooh!”

I exclaimed…!

Inside were heart-shaped potato pancakes fried to a golden brown, and heart-shaped croquettes fried just as well! Finally, there were heart-shaped nuggets!

“Everything’s a heart! Everything’s a heart! The potato pancakes, the croquettes, the nuggets are all hearts…!”
“It’s my heart for Papa. Here, Papa.”

Zbell picked up a heart nugget with chopsticks and dipped it in ketchup and honey mustard.

“Aah.”

And then came the “aah.”

I had no choice but to open my mouth.

—Gobble.

I gobbled it up and savored the crispy fried texture and the juicy ground chicken inside… So.

“So delicious! Zbell! When did you become such a cooking master!”
“I learned by searching on Earth YouTube. I was so happy thinking about eating with Papa that I learned everything.”
“You’re such a good daughter, a good daughter. Kaina, that prickly kid, doesn’t even say nice things to Papa, let alone make him a lunch box.”
“I’ll love you as much as Kaina’s share!”
“Hehehe!”

Not only am I loved by my wives, but also by my daughter? I can’t stand this. Anyway, I ate every single dish that Zbell offered me.

Potato pancakes. These were very delicious. They can be said to be in the top rank of Korean food. It’s impossible to compare them to sloppy french fries.

“Wow. But how did you make such clean heart shapes?”
“You can make anything if you have the heart. Cooking is a reflection of the heart.”

—Tap tap.

Zbell tapped her chest with a very confident face. It’s ridiculously cute. I immediately stroked Zbell’s head.

“Ah.”
“I’m so grateful, really. Can Papa cry? Can I cry?”
“Yes! As much as you want! I’ll stroke your head!”
“Hehehe! Ah!”

This is so good!

This is what a daughter is!

“Anyway, Papa. Please taste the croquette too.”
“What about Zbell? Aren’t you eating?”
“I’m happy just watching Papa eat. And I can’t eat much…”
“Then it’s polite to eat everything.”

Heart-shaped croquette. It was fried really beautifully. I picked one up with my hand and took a big bite.

“Ooh…!”

It was a pizza croquette!

“Pizza flavor won. Papa. This is curry flavor, and this is mashed potato croquette.”
“That’s absurd…!”

There were still more lunch boxes left.

“Zbell! How long did you make this for!”
“Ehehe, it didn’t take that long. I inherited Papa’s blood. It’s not that difficult if you apply it to cooking.”

My heart is dazzling!

“So, how’s the taste?”
“The best!!! So!!! Delicious!!!”
“Then I’m happy too!”

Zbell, you lovely girl!

Well, I enjoyed the scenery of the subspace and shared the lunch box with Zbell. There were barbecue ribs and kimbap, and in another lunch box, there were even grilled black cod and eel덮밥.

A daughter who is good at cooking.

“A daughter who is good at cooking prepares such a feast for her father.”

Why is this so lovely?

It’s really absurd.

“Papa! If there’s anything you want to eat, tell me! I’ll make it all for you!”
“The price?”
“Papa’s love!”
“Here. I’ll take out my heart and withdraw love for you right now.”

—Scratch scratch.

I immediately scratched my chest and pretended to show my heart, and Zbell laughed loudly. I hugged Zbell tightly and rubbed my cheek against her face.

It was a happy day.

Let’s go on a picnic with Zbell again next time.

* * *

“Ah, Dad. Did you call me?”

Next, I called my lovely Shuka. Risha’s daughter, Rischka. Shuka has loved reading since she was young, and she still loves it very much.

Almost nothing has changed.

But what should I say? Did she get influenced by her mother? She’s so into gothic dresses that she wears them all the time.

She even decorated her room like that. Not only that, but she’s working hard to create her own black magic.

She has grown into a girl who knows the style of black magic.

“Dad?”
“…Shuka.”
“Yes?”
“This time, I called you because there’s something serious.”
“Oh…? What’s wrong?”

When I spoke with a serious face, Shuka hugged the book she was holding even tighter.

“An arrest warrant has been issued for Shuka.”
“A-Arrest warrant? S-Shuka didn’t do anything wrong…?”

Shuka, dressed in a gothic dress, tilted her head pitifully.

“Read this. It’s the content of the arrest warrant.”
“Okay.”

True to her liking for reading something, Shuka read through the document as soon as I handed it to her.

And.

She speaks with a questioning voice.

“…The crime of not giving Dad a kiss?”

The moment Shuka looked up at me.

“Hug me.”

I was already lying down with my body spread out in a big “X”.

Now Shuka must be imprisoned in the prison called Kim Katter’s arms.