His Devious Harbinger: How To Tame A Wicked God? - Chapter 125

“Ari, stop acting like this.” Adira furrows his brows. “I won’t hurt the child.” For now.

“I don’t believe you.” She squints her eyes and steps back, holding Ai protectively. “You have already hurt him once.”

She’s protecting someone else in the same way she used to protect him from people. He grits his teeth. That child is taking his place in her heart. “Do you love him more than you love me?”

“What?” Ari wrinkles her nose. “Who says that I love you?”

“I say it.” He scowls at her darkly. “You love me. You told me that many times. Are you going to take back your words because you found another innocent child who calls you sister?”

“Don’t start again,” She snaps, enraged by his words. “He’s a child. You are an adult — a god, Adira. You are a god.”

“So what?” He crosses his arms, creasing his forehead. “What I am to you?”

“My ex.” She raises her chin and tells him, “I broke up with you that day.”

Aren, who’s been watching them argue for a while, wonders if he has come at a wrong time. He wants to meet his brother, although he can’t see him. The dark god and the renasir are having a lover’s quarrel. It’s good that he didn’t pursue her after finding out that she is the dark god’s bride. The dark god won’t even spare a child. Then, what would have he done to him?

“I didn’t agree with it.” The dark god has had enough of it. He takes long strides toward her and grabs her arm. “Leave with me.”

She stomps on his foot. “I refuse.”

So, it’s going to be like this. He lets go of her arm. “You are really not going to come with me?”

“I am going to look for the way to draw a true name for this child.” Ari relaxes her shoulders when Adira steps away from her, making some distance. “Besides, you and I–”

The words are left hanging in the air. Ari widens her eyes, shocked by the view. Not just her. Everyone around her gasps when they see it, wondering what is going on.

The Dark God has turned into a chubby three-year-old toddler with porcelain skin, baby pink lips, big round eyes, a small nose, and dark hair. He’s wearing a small black robe. Lifting his round chin, Adira clasps his hands behind his back and pouts.

She’s basically looking at a mini-version of Adira.

She’s going to love someone else more than him? That’s unacceptable. He’s a god. He can change his forms with a flicker of his fingers. “Why are you silent? Do you still like that child more than me?”

At the moment, Ari is trying to figure out Adira’s real age. He was imprisoned more than ten thousand years ago. Before that, he was already married to Amara for a few years. Then, he should have been at a marriageable age when he met Amara. In any case, Adira is old. Super old. Her age is nothing compared to his. Then, why is he so dumb?

He doesn’t even have the intelligence of a three-year-old boy.

She shakes her head and turns around. Adira opens his mouth to call her name. Just then, he hears a chuckle.

Though he can’t see the child, he could hear his voice. The nameless child is laughing.

“Pretty Sister is mine.” Ai takes his tongue out of his mouth, mocking the toddler in front of him. Adira can’t see the mockery, but he could sense it. He clenches his fists and waddles behind Ari.

“Ari, he’s laughing at me,” He complains with a loud voice, following her as she walks toward Kresi and others. Aren sighs and walks behind them. Just what is he seeing?

“Oh, my!” Ea presses her palms together when she sees the play happening in the midst of the hall. “Are we seeing the Dark God’s child avatar?”

“I think that I am lucky.” Niela sighs. The Dark God’s idiocy is too much. “I am so lucky that I didn’t chase him for long.”

“He’s so cute. I want a son like that.” Mirinae fists her hands, looking at Adira with sparkling eyes. “Where’s my husband? I need to make a baby.”

“You already have three daughters.” Mahuna makes a face at her. “You want more?”

“Yes, I forgot…” Mirinae slumps her shoulders. “Having three notorious daughters is tiring enough.”

“Why is she acting like that?” Niela stares at Ari’s back. “The Dark God even took that humiliating form to earn her love back. She should be happy.”

“Will you be  happy?” Mahuna questions her with a solemn voice. “If you see your man in a child form? Would you carry him in your arms like a mother?”

The Dark God stumbles on his feet and falls on his face. He’s not used to this body. It’s awkward to walk around with small feet.

Hearing him fall behind her, she halts in her track. Ari purses her lips, wanting to look behind. Just then, Ai lifts his head and looks at her. “Pretty Sister?”

“Hm?” Ari meets his red eyes.

“Are you going to give me to him?” He blinks his eyes slowly. “I won’t do anything bad anymore, Pretty Sister. I will listen to you.”

“I am never going to give you to him,” She assures him. “Child, I won’t let anyone harm you.”

A wide smile appears on Ai’s lips. “Pretty Sister, I love you.”

She kisses Ai’s cheek. “I love you too.”

On the floor, the Dark God stares at Ari with disbelief. Did she just tell someone else that…? Did she kiss another boy right in front of him? His face turns dark. The air around him becomes tense and freezing. In the next moment, everyone except for Ari and Ai feels a crushing pressure on them. Though the gods can endure the wrath of an angry god, the mortals can’t endure it. They fall on their knees and pants for air, sweating profusely.

Seeing that, Ari releases her breath. She puts down Ai on the floor and walks back to Adira. He eyes her darkly, too angry to speak. She raises her brow, equally enraged by his usual tactic. They glare at each other while the people around them feel like they are dying.

“Why are you kissing another male?” He breaks the silence first.

“That’s a male for you?” She puts her hand on her hip. “Adira, stop being childish.”

“I am a child right now.” He raises his arms. “Pick me up and kiss me.”

“Are you an idiot?” She frowns. What is wrong with this god’s head? She treated him like a kid when he was Kyo. Then, he grew up. That’s the end of it. How could he expect her to treat him like she treats Ai?

“You are turning me into an idiot.” He lowers his arms, feeling dejected by her rejection. Suddenly, the air turns too dark and depressing, making people feel like they want to bawl their eyes out.

“Would you also compete with your son?” She asks him with a cold tone. “Say you get married to some woman and–”

“I will only marry you. I will only make children with you,” Adira shouts at her with a whiny tone. “You, only you! We should get married and make a son now.”

“…” She pinches her lips together. If he had said the same words when he was a grown man, she might have had a different reaction. But it’s a toddler who is saying those words to her. Nobody can understand her feelings. It was different with Kyo. It’s certainly different with Ai. But this is the Dark God pretending to be a toddler.

Adira stands up and walks toward her. He wraps his small arms around her knees and looks up at her. “Ari, please don’t kiss someone else like that. Your lips are mine.”

This man won’t tolerate if she kisses their son, would he?

“I can’t wait anymore.” It must be because he’s in his toddler form. Adira can’t hide his emotions anymore. His eyes well up, tears rolling out of the corners of his eyes. Around them, the mortals start sobbing as if their hearts are being stabbed by tremendous sadness. “Ari, don’t love someone else. I will become anything that you want. I beg you to hug me and kiss me now.”

Honestly, what’s worse than seeing his Ari kissing another male? Whether it’s small or big, old or young, invisible or visible, it’s a male. Actually, he can’t bear it if it’s a female either. He can endure if she loves and cares about other people. But he wants to have most of her love. That nameless creature is threatening his position in her heart. She even said that she doesn’t love him because of that nameless creature. “If you don’t do it, I am going to cry.”