Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1078

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"I love you so much, son."

Atticus's grin only widened. He chuckled. "That's gross."

But Avalon shook his head and stood up, instantly pulling him into a tight hug.

"I don't know if your way will work or not," he said softly, "but the fact that you tried... it means a lot to me."

Atticus smiled. He could feel the raw emotion in his father's voice. Slowly, he returned the hug, patting Avalon's back.

"Why are you patting my back?" Avalon asked suddenly.

Atticus froze. He hadn't realized how the scene looked. He was already taller than his father, and with the way he stood, gently tapping his back, he looked more like the parent in this moment.

"Sorry," he muttered, chuckling.

Avalon pulled away and cleared his throat, giving his son a long look.

"When did you even get so tall?" he asked, frowning.

He had noticed it before but never thought much of it. Yet now, having to look up at his own son, something about it didn't sit right.

"I think the real question is, why are you so short?" Atticus replied with a smile.

Avalon's mouth twitched. His hand clamped down on Atticus's shoulder.

"You brat. Say that again."

"I'll tell Mom you're bullying me," Atticus smirked.

Avalon's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Bullying him?

His son was one of the most powerful beings on the planet. And he, a Grandmaster+, was the bully?

Shameless!

But Atticus didn't seem to care in the slightest.

"You brat," Avalon muttered again, raising his hand to ruffle Atticus's silky hair. "Always using my one weakness against me, huh?"

"That's the way the world works," Atticus replied with a shrug.

Avalon chuckled, shaking his head. Then his eyes gleamed as he recalled something.

"Wait... isn't that Starhaven girl in the estate? You two had a thing at the academy, didn't you?"

Atticus tried to maintain his usual blank expression, but the silence that followed told Avalon everything he needed.

"The way the world works, right?" Avalon grinned. "Now I know exactly who to report you to."

"You can go ahead," Atticus muttered. "I don't care."

"Oh really?" Avalon said. "I bet she'd love to see your cute and lovely baby pictures." Atticus's expression darkened. "You wouldn't dare."

Avalon burst into laughter, eyes flaring. "You want to try me?"

Atticus sighed. "Alright, alright. This is getting too serious. Let's just double back. I'm your loving son, remember?"

"Of course, of course," Avalon said, nodding. "But I can't do that to her, you know? She's worried about you."

Atticus's mouth twitched.

This man was using his lines against him.

Avalon chuckled. "You should see your face."

Atticus broke into a smile. Despite all the teasing, only one thing mattered: his father had returned to his cheerful self.

Then Avalon extended a hand, his expression softening. "I'll keep yours... if you keep mine."

Atticus looked at him silently for a moment, then said,

"Only if you promise never to train like that again."

Avalon smiled gently. "I promise."

Atticus smiled before taking the offered hand.

But Avalon wasn't done. He pulled Atticus into another hug, this one firmer, warmer.

"I'm so proud of you, son," he whispered, making Atticus smile.

He had an image to maintain, after all. _{freeωebnovēl.c૦m}