Rita's stupid husband

I think you approached me to hurt me and make me like you so much.

——Rita Rossweisse

Looking at this silly boy, Rita felt at ease. He would never let her down, and she would never live up to her love for him.

So, Rita held Kuga in her arms. How lucky we were to meet each other in this cruel, collapsed world.

The old naughty boy sitting on the flower bed quietly looked at the two children in love and kept playing with the lighter in his hand.

"Who is this child to you?"

Ragnar sat next to the old naughty boy and asked him. The old naughty boy replied: "As you can see, he and I are just friends."

"Friend? I don't think so. His concern for you and his reaction to seeing you for the first time have gone far beyond being a friend."

"To be honest, what is your relationship with him?"

Ragnar could tell that the old naughty boy turned to look at her irritably: "Are you annoyed? I already said we are friends, why don't you believe me?"

"When I met him, he was still a little kid living on the street. After I picked him up and fed him a meal, he begged me to keep him."

"At first, I refused, but when I saw his eyes, I couldn't bear it."

"So I agreed to let him go outside to pick up scrap every day, and I would give him pounds."

"Then this guy met the girl."

"The two of them seem to have a good relationship. The girl also told me that she hopes I can give Xiaokong to her, and she will do her best to pass on everything she knows to Xiaokong."

"I will promise these two children."

Looking at the old naughty boy's profile, Ragnar understood everything: "I finally know why you refused to go back to the front line..."

"It turns out that you have found something more important."

As the invisible guardian of the two children, the old naughty boy thought this was quite interesting. He had long treated Kuuga as his own son. In his heart, nothing was more important than Kuuga and Rita.

To exchange his life for their life, this is what the old naughty boy decided to do next.

No one can change it.

At night, Ragna began to take charge of the command work. She would appear wherever she needed help. The same was true for the children, Glendel and Little Sora Rita. The three of them were assigned tasks by Ragna. Food is distributed to survivors in the safe zone.

Perhaps she was too tired. Ragna was carrying three large cardboard boxes stacked together, which contained drinking water. It was hard to imagine how strong she must be to lift three large boxes at once.

She was really exhausted. She put the box on the ground to take a breath and wanted to rest for a while. At this time, the old naughty boy appeared behind her: "Are you really working hard? A woman holding three boxes of water in two hands?"

"But you still can't hold on? The invincible maid also gets tired sometimes, right?"

Ragna looked at him and was very angry: "It's better than not doing it when you have the ability."

As she said that, she wanted to continue moving, but the old naughty boy walked over and snatched the three boxes of drinking water from her hands, complaining: "Oh, is it so heavy? It can't be done, it can't be done, it's too heavy, too heavy."

He seemed to be doing it effortlessly. Ragna crossed his arms on his chest and said, "I don't have time to play with you. This water is for the residents of the safe zone to drink. It must be delivered as soon as possible."

"Hey, I was just kidding. Why are you still angry?"

"Tell me, where should I put this water?"

Ragna waved his hand and motioned for him to follow: "Follow me."

So, after arriving at the safe zone on the east side, Ragnar placed one of the boxes held by the old naughty boy on the ground, and said to everyone: "The drinking water is here, everyone can take a bottle and don't grab it!"

Her tone was very serious, her eyes were very serious, and her manner of doing things reminded the old naughty boy of Cecilia...

Then, Ragnar led the way, and the two continued walking, with the old naughty boy complaining as they walked.

"I didn't say that, I just wanted to do a favor. Why do you make it seem like I'm your subordinate?"

"Strictly speaking, you are my subordinate now? You should feel honored to serve the people."