## Chapter 1693 – Chronicles of a Black-Haired Foreigner – The Life of a Transcender

This time, I didn’t dart over like a flying squirrel as I had when ambushing Kaina. I simply stood still, arms outstretched, waiting.

“…”

Shuka, who resembled Risha with her beautifully flowing long silver hair, was just staring at me. She held a large book in her arms.

“…”

And so, Shuka and I locked eyes for a moment, as if in a staring contest.

Then.

ㅡtiptoe, tiptoe, tiptoe.

Shuka tiptoed towards me, and then.

ㅡthump.

She turned her back to me and pressed it against my stomach! No way! This was her way of asking for a hug!!!

“Shukaaaaaa!”
“You’re too loud, Dad.”

ㅡWhump!

I immediately embraced Shuka tightly and rubbed my cheek against hers!

“So cuteeeee!”
“Ugh.”

But Shuka had a gentle personality! Even when I did this, she just quietly accepted it! She would probably stay still even if I peppered her face with kisses!

ㅡrub, rub, rub.

Of course, even as I rubbed my cheek against hers, she didn’t show any signs of displeasure. She just remained still, as if accepting something natural. For Shuka, me acting like this was perfectly normal.

“Shuka, hurry! Give Daddy a kiss on the cheek! Daddy can’t take it anymore!”
“Okay.”

When I said it like a shout, Shuka answered calmly.

And then.

ㅡpeck.

Shuka immediately turned her head and kissed my cheek. She was just so docile and cute that I was going crazy.

Even when held in my arms, she was quiet, and even when asked for a kiss, she obediently gave one.

She didn’t have the proactive charm of Zvel, but she followed my words very well. Risha had educated her too well. She was overflowing with affection and respect for her father.

I was going crazy with love.

“Ugh…! Shuka kissing me is bringing tears to my eyes. What am I going to do?”
“Dad cries all the time.”

Shuka said that and smiled sweetly. It was a smile that looked exactly like her mother’s. Risha used to smile like that too.

She really looked so much like Risha.

That was what I loved so much.

“So, Dad. Why did you call me?”
“I told you. I came to get you because Shuka wouldn’t give me a kiss. This is grounds for a lawsuit, grounds for a lawsuit. It’s blasphemy.”
“Pfft, what’s that? You get arrested if you don’t kiss Dad?”
“Of course.”
“Then I have to do it every day.”

Gasp!

“Anyway. Is there any other reason?”
“Shuka, does this Daddy need a reason to see Shuka? If this Daddy just thinks, ‘I want to see you,’ that’s reason enough.”
“That’s true.”

Shuka nodded, going “Ah,” at my words. She had an attitude as if she was understanding something very obvious.

Watching that, I sat back down on the throne.

ㅡthud.

At the same time, Shuka smiled brightly and jumped up, throwing her body back and landing on my lap. It was so cute to see her Gothic dress flutter as she jumped.

“Hehe.”

I used to sit her on my lap like this and read her books. Recalling that memory filled my heart.

“Ah. Sitting on Dad’s lap is the most comfortable.”
“Do you know how it feels to be the world’s most powerful chair?”
“Is it good?”
“Yeah. It’s good.”
“Then Dad is my chair.”
“Your aunts would be horrified to hear you say that.”
“Ack. It’s a secret from my aunts.”

ㅡrub, rub.

As she said that, Shuka smiled and rubbed the back of her head against my neck. This cute display of affection made me feel so good.

“Hehehe, I understand. I’ll keep it a secret.”
“You’re the best, Dad.”

Shuka was wiggling her legs, clearly excited to be sitting on my lap. I could tell she was having fun. Even though she was quiet and calm, she definitely expressed her feelings.

“Then, Dad. I’m going to read my book.”
“Book?”
“Yeah.”

ㅡswoosh.

Shuka immediately opened her book. It was as if she was showing it off to me. Did she want me to be interested in the book she was reading? Let’s see. The book was a magic tome.

ㅡrustle.

Shuka deliberately made noise as she turned the pages. It was obvious. She definitely wanted me to ask what kind of book it was. She was so adorable because she was still a child.

“Hum hum hum.”

She hummed happily.

Shuka had this habit. She always wanted to share what she read with me. That’s why I often talked about books with Shuka. Well, and there was no need to say more. Shuka had the most reading material in our family.

If you added up everything she had read since she was little, it would be enormous. Her hobby and playing itself was reading, so it was on another level… Anyway. Should I pretend not to notice for now?

“…”

I really pretended not to notice and just stroked her hair.

ㅡrustle!

The sound of her turning the pages became even louder. And if that wasn’t enough, thump, thump. She started shaking her legs even harder.

How could she be so adorable?

“Shuka?”
“Yeah? What is it, Dad?”

Shuka answered as if nothing was wrong.

“What kind of book is that?”

So I asked.

ㅡprick up.

Shuka’s long ears perked up. Those long ears were so cute that I wanted to die every time I saw them.

“Dad. This is.”
“That is?”
“A book Shuka made.”
“What, what did you say…! A book Shuka made!”
“Yeah.”
“What kind of book is it…! My daughter made a book! We should include it as a bonus in Monthly Demon Emperor!”
“Ah, I don’t want that. Why a bonus?”
“Okay, okay. Then Shuka. What kind of book is it?”
“A black magic tome I wrote myself.”
“Black magic?”

She wrote a black magic tome herself?

“Do you want to see? All the black magic spells written here. Shuka made them all.”
“Really? You’ve already created magic?”
“Yeah.”
“Show me quickly.”
“Hehehe, then watch closely. Oh, Dad. Is it okay to use it here?”
“Just a moment.”

ㅡflash.

I immediately spread a barrier around us. No matter what kind of black magic Shuka used for thousands and millions of years, there would be no damage to the surroundings.

“Then I’ll show you.”

ㅡrustle.

Shuka, sitting on my lap, placed the opened black magic tome in her left hand and began to form hand seals with her right hand.

Then.

ㅡflash!

A black aura was created in front of us, and then.

ㅡshatter, shatter, shatter!
ㅡboom, boom, boom!

Black chains with black blades rained down like rain. The chains originated from that black aura. It wasn’t creation, but the creation of a shape with mana.

“I named it Chains of Darkness. I’ll keep showing you.”

ㅡwhoosh.

The pages turned automatically. The hand seals formed by her right hand continued. With that, the black aura formed a shape.

ㅡthud.

A dark knight wearing black armor.

The knight who appeared swung his sword, and the moment Shuka turned the page again.

ㅡshatter, shatter, shatter!

Black thorns erupted from the knight’s armor, and then.

ㅡboom!

It exploded.

And that wasn’t all.

“This is chess-themed.”

Shuka, who seemed like she wasn’t, but was actually going through the worst phase of teenage angst, began to create chess pieces the size of people. The chess pieces that soared up, burning with magic power, emitted a black aura.

“Do those chess pieces fight?”
“Yeah. They emit chains or release dark energy. They’re my loyal servants.”

Goodness.

“Wow!”

So cool!

“Controlling chess pieces like servants!”

It was literally so cool!

Shuka’s self-made black magic! Honestly, in terms of combat efficiency, it would be a hundred or a thousand times better to just slam down a powerful energy faster than making those shapes, but this was black magic that was deliberately made to look cool!

So the cooler it looked, the higher the score!

“Quickly! Something else! Show me something else!”
“Okay. Wait a moment.”

ㅡthump, thump, thump!

When she turned the page, an Iron Maiden, formed with mana and divinity, fell from the sky, ㅡthwack! The door opened automatically, and chains spewed out.

And that wasn’t all.

Wagon wheels and iron bars with a dark feel had already risen around us. Even dark knights appeared from somewhere.

“So cool!”

It was literally a gothic horror-style cool black magic. She always wore Gothic dresses, and this was what happened.

It was a self-made black magic with an extreme teenage angst-like sensibility.

“Our Shuka has grown this much! This Daddy is so proud of Shuka!”
“Hehehe, right? Shuka is now a skilled black magician.”
“Yes, yes! The most skilled! Even more than Risha!”
“As expected, Dad knows best.”

Shuka smiled brightly at my praise and turned around.

ㅡsqueeze.

And then she hugged me tightly.

“But Shuka.”
“Yeah?”
“If there’s black magic like this, there must be white magic too, right?”
“White magic?”
“Look.”

The moment Shuka turned her head.

ㅡwhoosh!

I created a gate in a suitable location that looked sacred and radiant, like a huge portal. On both sides of the gate, angelic wings that scattered pure white light sprouted.

“Wow!”

Shuka, who turned around again, put her hands together and shone her eyes. As expected of Shuka, who had a teenage angst-like sensibility, she liked things like this.

And then.

ㅡflash!

The moment the gate opened.

ㅡshatter, shatter, shatter!

Swords of light emitting white light were fired, destroying all of Shuka’s black magic.

“Oh my!”

Shuka cheered as she watched her gothic horror-style self-made black magic being destroyed.

“The harmony of black and white. That is the completion of coolness.”
“Dad! That was a good feeling just now!”
“Right?”
“Blades of light…! This seems good too! I got an idea.”
“Hehehe, yeah. If you want to see more designs or something, come to Daddy.”
“Okay!”
“But don’t you have any other books?”
“Ah. I have a few more. Do you want to see?”
“Of course, I have to see!”

Shuka immediately opened her subspace and took out a few books.

“These are all books Shuka wrote.”
“This is?”
“It’s a novel. Dad, read it to me.”

It wasn’t a strange thing. She had been writing novels since she was little. But I could roughly guess the genre.

“Hehehe, yeah. I have to read all the books our Shuka wrote.”

The moment I turned the page, I sensed it.

It was another gloomy gothic-style occult horror novel. Shuka was greatly influenced by Earth novels, so the background was usually medieval-like on Earth.