The Story Weaver.

A Normal Eight Year Old.

CHAPTER FIVE

{Hospital}

《The Next Morning》

Kitty sat beside Grimm's hospital bed, playing with his hair and decorating his face with colorful crayon designs, attempting to give him a princess-like makeover.

"Wake up, Dad," she muttered, wearing a sullen expression.

After waiting an hour, Kitty prepared to leave and check on Mrs. Nam, who was also admitted to the hospital. Suddenly, she heard Grimm's weak voice.

"My little cupcake."

Her face lit up.

"Daddy!" She climbed onto his bed, hugging him tightly. "I thought I might lose you like Mama."

Grimm adjusted his bed, wincing in pain, and sat up, leaning against the bedframe.

"I'm not going anywhere, kitty. At least, not yet." He gently stroked her hair.

"Where's Mrs. Nam?"

"She's recovering in another room," Kitty mumbled, sucking in her lips like a child.

Grimm's expression turned serious. "Was she shot?"

She shook her head. "No, I... I put her to sleep."

He raised an eyebrow. "You did what?"

She gave him her best cute eyes. "I hit her neck."

His face contorted in pain as he tried to laugh. "You... you did what?"

"How many hours now?"

Kitty muttered, "About 23 or less."

His eyes widened. "Twenty... what? Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh s**t!"

Kitty cried, "I'm sorry, Dad. It was self-defense."

He stroked her hair again, concern etched on his face. "I don't want you to end up like me, but since you love fighting, I'll train you to be stronger."

Her face lit up.

"Yeah!" She smiled broadly, revealing her milky teeth, and snuggled beside him.

He chuckled.

"And I'll make sure to train your bodyguards too. They seem a bit... lazy." She giggled. "Tell them to drink more milk and protein shake for stronger bones."

Grimm smiled, giving her a nickname. "I hear you, Nemesis."

Kitty's eyes sparkled. "I love that name! Nemesis is the Greek goddess of justice and balance."

He hugged her tightly. "You're finally acting like an eight-year-old kid."

As He removed his drip, Kitty warned, "Dad, you're on—"

He interrupted, "Don't alarm the nurses. We're escaping."

She grinned. "Okay! Team Mk."

He raised an eyebrow. "What does that mean?"

She smiled. "Mafia and kid."

As they tiptoed out of the hospital ward, Grimm smiled back at her, giving her a thumbs-up.

A nurse screamed, "Sir! Wait!" as they ran out of the hospital.