My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

"Daddy~"

Leon gasped in shock wh he felt a hug from behind and heard that sweet voice.

Slowly, he turned his head back and saw that it was Fiona, his beloved little girl, embracing him.

"Huh? Fiona?" Leon's face displayed a hint of surprise as he caught sight of her.

"Hehehe~ Is Daddy surprised?" Fiona pressed her little chin against Leon's waist and raised her head slightly, her sweetly smiling lips brimming with happiness as she looked up at him.

Leon's expression softed swiftly, and he slowly adjusted his sitting position.

"Of course, I was a bit surprised. I didn't expect you to come to my room," Leon said softly and affectionately as he picked her up and placed her on his thigh, hugging her tightly.

As Leon's embrace and his sct veloped her small body, Fiona felt an overwhelming sse of happiness. Her little head swayed from side to side, and her eyelids narrowed into cresct moons.

Leon chuckled at her behavior and gtly stroked her short, silky hair.

"By the way, why did you come here? Shouldn't you be with your sister, Charlotte?" Leon asked curiously, glancing briefly to the right and left but noticing no sign of Charlotte's presce, indicating that this little girl was alone.

Fiona shook her head and replied, "Sister Charlotte was speaking with Sister Iris, and I was instructed to come to Daddy's place first."

After speaking, her face displayed a slight pout, adding to her already exceedingly cute and adorable appearance.

Leon raised one eyebrow, his curiosity piqued about the conversation betwe the two.

However, observing Fiona's expression, it seemed unlikely that she knew the details, so he decided there was no need to inquire further.

Leon smiled and gtly stroked her little head, reassuring her, "It's okay; I'll keep you company today, alright?"

Despite his initial plan to spd the day reading the numerous poison books on his desk, he couldn't resist the charm of spding time with Fiona.

After all, if he st this little girl away, she might become sad and start crying, something Leon certainly didn't want.

"Hehehe~ thank you, Daddy~" Fiona beamed happily at Leon's words.

With neither her sister, Charlotte, nor Iris available to play with her, Fiona had no one else but her daddy, Leon, to keep her company.

Suddly, Fiona's gaze was drawn to the stack of books on the table, and her eyes blinked a few times.

"Daddy, why are there so many books on the table?" Fiona turned to Leon, her voice filled with curiosity.

"Well, actually, I was reading a book earlier, and these books are the ones I'm planning to read next," Leon answered honestly.

"Wow, all of these? Isn't that a lot?" Fiona's eyes wided as she looked back at the stack of books on the table in amazemt.

"Pfft! Of course it's a lot, but for me to finish all these books, it won't take much time," Leon said casually, a hint of arrogance in his tone evidt as the corners of his lips tilted slightly ✔.

As a book lover who joys reading, finishing this tire stack of books wouldn't actually take long.

Back wh he was still in the Holy Empire of Elysium, he oft stayed up late in the library to read the numerous books he had marked.

However, since the purpose of reading all these books on poison was to find specific information about the poison coursing through his body, he needed to delve deeper than mere reading.

"Wow, Daddy, you're so great! If it were me, I would have fall asleep after reading just one book," Fiona giggled, looking at Leon with admiration shining in her gold eyes.

As an innoct little girl who adores Leon deeply, Fiona naturally believes everything he says.

Ev if Leon were to claim he was the hero of mankind, Fiona would unquestionably believe him without hesitation.

Observing her fangirl-like behavior, Leon smiled gtly and pinched her chubby, bun-like cheeks affectionately.

"Do you like reading books?" Leon asked gtly.

Fiona shook her head, her lips pursing slightly.

"It's not that I don't like it, but I can't read or write," she admitted, her words leaving Leon surprised.

"Can't read or write?" Leon asked once more, his doubt evidt.

"Um, while sister Charlotte and sister Iris can read and write, I can't do that at all," Fiona replied, her tone heavy with sadness.

Th, she lifted her tiny head, gazing up at Leon with her , slightly watery eyes, and asked, "Daddy, am I a dumb little girl?"

Leon fell silt at this question, his gaze towards Fiona carrying a hint of puzzlemt.

Was Fiona stupid? The unequivocal answer was no!

As a father, how could he possibly label his own daughter as stupid?

Furthermore, far from being dumb, Fiona was a remarkably bright little girl; some might ev say she was a gius.

Despite being only three years old, Fiona displayed the demeanor, emotions, and abilities of a five-year-old girl.

Leon had noticed this from the momt he first saw her, and at the time, he wondered if she was growing up too quickly.

Regarding reading and writing, Leon was confidt that Fiona was not incapable; perhaps she simply lacked guidance in this area.

Quickly snapping out of his reverie, Leon looked at Fiona gtly.

"There's no way my sweet Fiona is a dumb little girl. On the contrary, you're a very smart girl," Leon smiled, complimting her as he pinched her little nose.

Fiona naturally felt happy hearing Leon's praise, but after a momt of thought, her expression turned frown once more.

"However, I can't be as good as sisters Charlotte and Iris," she said sadly, her dissatisfaction with herself evidt.

Leon let out a small sigh upon seeing her like this, feeling a pang of sadness.

To be honest, compared to Charlotte and Iris, Fiona's developmt could be considered slower.

However, this didn't mean Fiona was weak; rather, it was a testamt to Charlotte and Iris's exceptional abilities.

Take, for example, Charlotte, whose personality and attitude are remarkably mature compared to other childr her age.

Moreover, Charlotte possesses other strgths such as reading emotions and situations, ke observation skills, and various other abilities that are typically beyond the capabilities of childr her age.

On the other hand, despite only meeting Iris once, there was something impressive about that girl.

The way she consisttly avoided meeting him and feigned tears in the hallway yesterday displayed a level of emotional intelligce and complexity beyond her years.

Rubbing his chin, Leon pondered deeply about this solution until suddly, an idea popped into his head.

With a glint in his eyes, he looked up at Fiona and gtly caressed her small face.

"Fiona, how about I teach you how to read and write?"