How to Make Cult Leader Geto Willingly Call Me Dad

Damn this mental state

Post a pre-receipt of the same series, please collect it! Book title: The whole family is a transcendent, only I am a passerby Nakahara-kun, a passerby who is over 100 years old, Sato (crossed out), wakes up and turns into a single father. Looking at this featureless face, uncompetitive height, and lying next to me, his stern face looks like a teenager, but in fact he is a newborn baby. Wait, does this child have a mental illness (mistake)? His intelligence does not match his body at all! Yes, I have become the father of Verlaine the Transcendent. How can I, with the help of Robinson Crusoe, leave the desert island and start traveling around the world, looking for the Transcendent to help "cure" Verlaine's mental illness and prevent him from attacking Lan Tang and the people around Zhongya? What should I do as a penniless single parent raising a child all these years? But what I never expected was that the day when Verlaine would take action against Lan Tang and the people around Zhongye never came. I also changed from a passerby to a passerby who saw the urban management and ran away pushing the mobile stall! Not only that, my lover Xia Youkao also came, and became a transcendent player in playing Clow. He held Zhongya at the door with a milk bottle in his mouth, slammed the door hard, and shouted loudly: Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home. Hum, I was carrying my little son Zhongya, begging for food all the way from Japan to China. After meeting the Transcendents Wukong and Daiyu, I took their car to France to find you. Hurry up and open the door and help me pay the fare! A few years later, I looked at Mr. And Mrs. Verlaine who both returned home, and stared at the black-haired bandage Zai brought back by Chuuya. I gestured at Chuuya's uncompetitive height, and patted his shoulder sadly: "This kid, his height is up to me." Purpose: The world is so big, why should we be limited to a small area in front of us?

Using a scene to cover up the workload behind it is called narrative trickery. Is this called narrative explanation? (No)

It feels like - the existence that cheated fate and survived has become a variable. (Actually, I still don't understand how Dawu and Daxia lost. The reason must be that the world line is closed, but the process is not clear)

Woo woo woo, so happy

Sniff... Sniff, it's the smell of knives. Take out the knife and put it on my wife's neck. Jpg

You are in such good spirits... So envious

As a result, it has been decided that he will be the youngest son in the next life.

I was so free that I started dating, right?

There is a pre-receipt of the same series, please collect it: "The Passerby, who is the father of the Central Plains, and the Transcendent raise a cub", also known as "The whole family is a Transcendent, only I am the Passerby" Sato (crossed out) Nakahara-kun, a passerby who passed away at over 100 years old, woke up and turned into an 18-year-old single father. Looking at this featureless face, looking at this uncompetitive height, and most importantly, lying next to me, with a dull face, he looked like a teenager, but in fact he was a newborn Verlaine. Yes, I guessed it right. I came to the world of Wenye and became Verlaine's father, the same Verlaine who was an orphan at the beginning and locked himself in the basement without leaving the house. How can I stop Verlaine from attacking Rimbaud and those around Chuuya? What should I do when I am penniless and have to take care of my baby all these years? However, what I never expected was that the day when Verlaine would take action against Rimbaud and the people around Zhongya never came. I also changed from a passerby to a passerby who saw the urban management and ran away pushing the mobile stall! Not only that, my lover Xia You (crossed out) Zhongyuan Kao also came, and became a transcendent player in playing Clow. He held Zhongya at the door with a milk bottle in his mouth, slammed the door hard, and shouted loudly: Don't hide in there and keep silent. I know you are at home. Hum, you have the ability to rob your eldest son. You have the ability to open the door. I held my little son Chuuya in my arms all the way from Yokohama begging for food to looking for you in Paris! A few years later, I looked at Mr. And Mrs. Verlen who had both returned home, and at the black-haired bandage Zai that Chuuya had brought back. I gestured at Chuuya's uncompetitive height, and patted him on the shoulder sadly: "This kid, his height is up to me."