System Quest Save Villain Father

"Hey, kid. Stop causing trouble!"

The guy with the bleached hair who grabbed me gave an icy laugh. "Everyone knows Elliot doesn't like women, and definitely not kids! I'll take care of this troublemaker right now, Elliot. Don't worry."

He tried to suck up to Elliot, rubbing his hands together nervously. Then, he lifted me by my collar and tried to rush off, but Elliot stepped in front of us.

"Elliot, what's the matter?"

Elliot Smith kicked the guy with the bleached hair, who yelped in pain. "You're picking on a kid? Don't make a fool of yourself. Take the kid to the police station. Don't leave until her parents get there."

My dad was standing up to the big bully for me!

He did not recognize me right now, but that did not matter. He was still looking out for me!

The system fell silent for a moment. "Could it be that the bad guy is really nice before he turns bad?"

The system was just jealous of me! To show how important I was to my dad, I quickly called out, "Dad!"

I kicked my legs in the air. It felt like the faster I kicked, the faster I could get away.

Dad could not help but chuckle. However, then, as if he was embarrassed, he got serious again. "That's enough, kid. Don't just yell out things like that. Go back to your real family."

He turned to walk away.

The system, which had been quiet, suddenly gasped. "Kiddo, stop him!

"Tonight is when he might start to become bad. His mom just died, yet his dad is bringing home his girlfriend and her kid. He'll try to make him give up his right to the family's assets and kick him out to pick through trash for a living.

"He'll have to quit school, and that other kid will pick on him. When they mess with his mom's ashes, he'll be so mad, he'll only want revenge."

I did not want my dad to be treated badly! I did not want him to become bad either!

In a panic, I bit the guy with the bleached hair. He let go because it hurt too much, and I quickly ran over and hugged my dad's legs tight.

"Dad, please take me with you. Home is only home when you're there. A kid without a dad is like a lonely little weed… Dad, I'll just stay where you are, quiet and still. I've got you now!"

I said every line I could remember from watching TV at home.

The more I talked, the sadder I got.

Just like the day before, when the system found me. My dad, who had barely ever talked to me, gave me a small smile. "Someone else will look after you, Remy. Be good and grow up strong."

He then turned to leave, just as determined as before. The two silhouettes, his and mine, overlapped, and I felt a wave of fear like I was being left all alone. Tears started rolling down my cheeks without me even noticing.

"Dad, please don't leave me behind!"

My tears and runny nose smeared all over his school uniform.

When he pushed me away, there was a face-shaped stain on his clothes. He was about to get really mad, but then the papers from my pocket fell out.

The guy with the bleached hair picked them up, took one look, and his face went white. He looked up, shaking, and said, "Elliot, you... What did you do?"

Dad's forehead twitched as he grabbed the papers back. Then, he just could not help but yell out, "Shoot!"

He crumpled the paper in his hand. However, it could not hide the words that were written clear as day—"Paternity test, father-daughter relationship 99%."