# 760
Chapter 761: The Black Mafia Princess I'll Accompany
Upon hearing these words, an unprecedented warmth and joy surged in Yuzuri Kurotetsu's heart.
"You already knew?" Yuzuri Kurotetsu asked.
"I knew." After a moment of hesitation, Yuzuri Takishiro continued, "Actually... I've known all along."
Yuzuri Kurotetsu was stunned.
"It seems I never mentioned it..." Yuzuri Takishiro reached out and pointed to the empty space above Yuzuri Kurotetsu's head. "Besides the health bar, mana bar, and buff status... at the very top of the status panel, there's a name written there.
On top of Uncle's head, the four characters 'Yuzuri Kurotetsu' have been there from the very beginning.
When I first saw you at the intersection, I remember thinking—how coincidental that this person also has the surname 'Yuzuri'...
But later, after I spent more time in the human world, I realized this was a surname passed down through generations. That's when I knew—you were the 'father' that person had told me about."
Yuzuri Kurotetsu's lips parted slightly. It took him a long moment to respond. "You knew all along? Then why didn't you ever say anything?"
"Because I was afraid that if I told you, you wouldn't stay by my side like before, wouldn't play games with me anymore... and besides, I didn't know what would happen after I told you, or what I should do." Yuzuri Takishiro met Yuzuri Kurotetsu's eyes, a hint of guilt visible in his gaze.
Yuzuri Takishiro had grown up in the 【Pure Land】 and had never received any information regarding this matter. For the sake of controlling him, the Oracle Envoy had deliberately concealed the existence of his parents. This resulted in Yuzuri Takishiro being a complete blank slate when it came to knowing how to interact with his parents.
He didn't dare, and he didn't know what to do.
All he could do was use his own methods—carefully and cautiously—to maintain the tacit understanding between himself and this man.
Just as Yuzuri Kurotetsu had done.
"Besides, didn't I say it? Remember?" Yuzuri Takishiro blinked. "You asked me what I would say if my father really came.
I said... perhaps I would ask him if he wanted to sit down and play a game together."
Yuzuri Kurotetsu froze, a bitter smile forming at the corner of his lips. "So when you asked me to play games back then, that was what you meant..."
His son was truly smarter than he'd imagined.
As expected of Yuzuri Kurotetsu's son!
A smile spread across Yuzuri Kurotetsu's face, but before he could say anything more, another violent coughing fit wracked his body.
Blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth, staining the collar of his black sequined suit. The withered rose at his waist had somehow snapped in two, and with a gentle gust of wind, it drifted away into nothing.
Yuzuri Takishiro's cross-shaped pupils gazed at Yuzuri Kurotetsu's body, his brows furrowing slightly. Anxiety and confusion flickered in his eyes.
He wanted to save Yuzuri Kurotetsu, but all he knew how to do was play games. When it came to treating illnesses or saving lives, he was completely clueless...
"Takishiro, I don't have much time left." After the coughing subsided, a sense of acceptance appeared on Yuzuri Kurotetsu's face. "Deliver that letter of yours to her. From now on... you two should get along well."
"Also, even though you drank the Plague's Gamma reagent, it only delays the onset of your condition temporarily. There's an outsider named An Qingyu who can cure your genetic defect. I've already spoken to him about it—he'll come find you."
"Those young people from 【Nightfall】 have done our Yuzuri family a great service. Within your capabilities, you should help them..."
"Father." Yuzuri Takishiro cut in urgently. "Don't talk anymore. Let me think of something... I'll definitely save you."
His eyes fixed on Yuzuri Kurotetsu's health bar, which was nearly depleted. Full of anxiety, he seemed to make a decision. The cross-shaped stars in his eyes blazed like starlight!
Centered on him, an invisible domain rapidly expanded, enveloping everything around it. Pixel-style verdant grass grew from the asphalt road, the dark night transformed into a bright blue sky, and the modern houses and streets had vanished without a trace. At the edge of the distant grassland, a burning campfire crackled, while several red pig-headed men danced excitedly around it.
This was no longer Tokyo.
This was Yuzuri Takishiro's... Game World.
Translucent panels popped up in the air, densely covering Yuzuri Kurotetsu.
"Player: Yuzuri Kurotetsu.
Status: Near Death.
Attributes: Strength: 32; Constitution..."
"Attempting to use Large Healing Potion on target... Item use failed. You cannot use items on players other than yourself."
Rage flashed in Yuzuri Takishiro's eyes. The cross-shaped pupils in his eyes flickered again, and the surrounding environment shifted dramatically—from a Western fantasy continent to a cyberpunk-style neon street!
A panel emerged from the void:
"Attempting to use S-Rank Gene Serum on target... Item use failed. You cannot use items on players other than yourself."
Yuzuri Takishiro's pupils flickered once more!
This time, it transformed into an ancient Japanese-style martial arts game scene.
"Attempting to use Harmony-Style Recovery Pill on target... Item use failed. You cannot use items on players other than yourself."
The scene changed again.
"Attempting to use Super Rice Ball... Item use failed. You cannot..."
"...Item use failed..."
"...Use failed..."
The game world around Yuzuri Takishiro shifted maniacally. The white hair behind him floated upward, and the cross-shaped stars in his eyes blazed with dazzling light. The full might of a Human Apex was released without reservation!
He switched scenes so rapidly that fragments of worlds began drifting through the domain. Through these fragments, one could clearly see glimpses of different game worlds.
Within these fragments of game worlds, Yuzuri Takishiro exhausted every effort, searching frantically!
However, after scouring through all 3,291 of his game worlds, he found no way to cure Yuzuri Kurotetsu...
In the end, his ability was another form of "creation"—just one that manifested in the form of games. Moreover, everything supernatural he created could only affect himself.
His games, his items, everything he had... existed solely for his own sake.
He couldn't save Yuzuri Kurotetsu.
Watching the game worlds constantly being born and destroyed around Yuzuri Takishiro, a smile crept onto Yuzuri Kurotetsu's face.
"Enough... that's enough, Takishiro." A relieved curve formed on his pale lips. "You see... seeing that you and your sister are doing well, that's enough for me.
I spent half my life saving my daughter and my son.
Now, I'm going to accompany my black mafia princess...
Without me by her side, she must be so lonely, right?
Takishiro,
Your father... should be going now."
Within the chaotic remnants of the game worlds, Yuzuri Kurotetsu leaned against the broken wall behind him, his eyes slowly closing...