His Devious Harbinger: How To Tame A Wicked God? - Chapter 126

He’s already crying though. Ari purses her lips. Has she been too harsh on him?

Adira presses his face between her knees, rubbing his face on her skirt. He has abandoned his pride and shame. He would rather die than live a life without her again. Then, he’s a god. He can’t die easily. With his soft voice, he pleads to her, “Ari, please.”

She curls her fingers. People make mistakes all the time. Even if he’s a god, it doesn’t mean that he’s perfect. If he can’t understand what he had done wrong, she can explain it to him. Ari reaches for his hand.

Seeing that, Ai runs to her and grasps the hand that was reaching for Adira. “Pretty Sister.”

Adira turns his little head toward the nameless creature and scowls at him darkly. This kid is trying to create discord between him and his Ari. If only he could kill this kid right now…

“I am not angry at him anymore.” Ai glances at Adira. The animosity in Adira’s eyes is clear to him. He might be young, but he’s not an ignorant one. “You should make up with him.”

She lets out a sigh. How come a kid is so sensible. She looks at Adira sternly. “Adira, aren’t you going to apologize to Ai?”

“Apologize to him?” Adira blinks his eyes, surprised. “Why?”

“Because you hurt him like that.” Ari frowns. His tears moved her a little, but how did she forget? This man had hurt an innocent kid.

“But…” Adira shoots daggers at the kid. The kid is taking advantage of Ari’s kindness. So what if the kid is young? The nameless child is dangerous and evil — not eviler than he is. He’s the Dark God. He should be the evilest one. This kid is trying to snatch his Ari away.

“Do you want us to be together again?” Ari asks him with a solemn tone.

Adira gives her an enthusiastic nod. If she says yes once, he’s going to get married to her right away. Since she is a permanent citizen of this world, he will work on making her immortal as soon as possible. At their wedding, he will invite a universal god to approve their marriage. That way, they would be married in every universe. She won’t be able to break up with him. Ever.

“Apologize to him then.” Ari crosses her arms, taking a clear stance. The god of light didn’t apologize to Amara. She couldn’t do much about it. If he is also like Noras, she would rather not be with him at all. “If you can’t apologize, forget about me then.”

His red lips tremble. He snivels, looking at her as if she had asked him to eat a bitter medicine. But there’s little he can do about it. Since his bride has given him an ultimatum, he has to do it. He utters the word with a low and reluctant voice,  “Sorry.”

“Big Brother, I forgive you.” Ai grins at the Dark God. “But don’t take my Pretty Sister away from me.”

“She’s not yours!” Adira snaps. “She’s my bride. She’s going to be my wife. I will make sure of it.”

“Is that true, Pretty Sister?” Ai lifts his chin and looks at her.

She exhales. When would Adira act like an adult? What would a wedding change? They had already lived together like husband and wife. The entire world knows that she is his bride. Nobody would dare to come close to her. “It’s true.”

After hearing that, Ai continues with a heartbroken voice, “Are you going to abandon me?”

“No, you can be me for as long as you want.” Ari picks up the child with a smile on her face. “You and I are going to stay together.”

What does that suppose to mean? Adira knits his small brows, envying the invisible entity in Ari’s arms. “Why are you not picking me up?”

Ari raises her brow. “Don’t you have feet?”

“I was crying earlier.” Adira points at himself, feeling betrayed by his bride. “You didn’t hug and kiss me.” When did she become this heartless?

“I can’t carry two people.” She shrugs when he narrows his eyes. “It’s not like you are really a kid.”

Aren releases his breath when he feels the atmosphere becoming lighter. They are still arguing. People around Ari are stiff and flinching because of the pressure. Kresi is no different. If this continues, everyone will be tormented here for eternity. He gets up, ignoring the ache in his body. “Lady Ari, let me hold my brother.”

“You want to?” Ari is pleasantly surprised. She turns her head to Ai. Her eyes become bright. “Child, he is your elder brother.”

The nameless child doesn’t want to leave Ari’s arms. He has never known anyone as nice as her. But he is afraid that she might get angry or sad if he refuses to go to his brother. He gives her a soft nod. Ari kisses his forehead. Her action incenses the other toddler standing near her feet. The atmosphere becomes heavy again. It’s difficult to breathe in this environment. Aren quickly takes the child whom he can’t see and walks toward Gabriel and Kresi, hoping that the Dark God’s anger would reduce a little.

“Pick me,” Adira commands her after Aren and Ai are gone.

“You are thousand of years old.” Ari creases her forehead, eyeing him darkly. “Ask someone else to pick you up.”

She didn’t even pick him up when he was Kyo. He’s too old for this antics.

“Do it before I do something that you would regret,” Adira warns her with a low voice. He has used up all the patience that he had. Now, he might destroy everything if she kisses someone else again.

“Tch!” Even Ari knows that she has pushed him enough. He did apologize though. She carries him in her arms, feeling a little awkward. This toddler is supposed to be her groom, her lover, and a god; She’s carrying him like a mother.

He wraps his arms around her neck, digs his face in the curve of her neck, inhales her scent; the pressure in the air disappears instantly. Mortals let out a breath of relief while the gods shake their heads.

Noras, who has been watching it from far away, has an urge to come and ask the Dark God why he’s so keen about embarrassing the gods in this way. Just who would believe that he is a dark god? He took a child form, begged a girl like that, threw a tantrum, and then, threatened. Noras is exhausted. He doesn’t want to be the king of the gods. Someone else should do it. He wants to retire and leave this place. This is too embarrassing to bear.

The corners of her lips curl up when she hears his light breathing. She pats his back gently to calm him down. This is Kyo’s side. He hasn’t acted like this since she was reborn. So what if he’s thousand years old? He can act like this because she’s there. “Satisfied?”

“No.” The Dark God grips her shoulders with his small hands and whispers in her ear, “Where are my kisses?”

This guy is so stubborn. She turns her head to kiss him. The look in his eyes changes at the same time. His dark eyes are not sad or angry. She widens her eyes when she sees him smirking at her.