[Comprehensive] Please call me Rain God

Charles has been thinking about one thing.

How to trigger Olivia's mutant ability, or how to control it properly.

Her ability is to make rain, to be precise, it will rain when she cries, and the weather will be fine if she does not cry and is in a good mood.

This……

It's easier said than done.

Charles felt that her abilities seemed to be able to be further developed or controlled, but he didn't know how to teach his young daughter.

After he knew that Olivia was his daughter, he began to think about how to teach her the correct control and use of abilities.

This child's ability cannot be trained like other mutants, her ability is simply to make it rain when she cries.

How is this training?

After a few days of training here, it is easy to run away the manor.

The river next to it was flooded last time.

What about this time?Did the river wash away the manor?Or let mudslides roll down from the nearby mountains and block their gates?

Charles kept sighing. Hank knew why he was so frustrated. In the past, he could offer his opinions, but this time, he seemed unable to provide any favorable conditions.

"professor……"

"Ok?"

"Don't get too entangled, I think Ollie will be able to control herself very well."

"……I hope so."

Olivia would come to Xavier Gifted School for about a month every winter and summer vacation. She was not very close to Charles since she was a child. Even if it was her biological father, Olivia and him didn't seem to be as close as Steve.

But the little girl knew that this was her real father.

"Papa Charles!"

The little girl leaned on the window sill, blinked and smiled, "Good afternoon?"

"Oh my God." Charles was startled by Olivia, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came, baby?"

He walked over and opened the window, and carried the girl outside the window directly into her arms.

Charles received treatment at the Avengers five years ago, and he can walk normally again like before.

After he was able to stand up, the first thing he did was to hug Olivia, who was only three years old at the time, and held Olivia in his arms for a long time.

It was something he had always wanted to do.

The little girl put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the face, snuggled up to his chest and rubbed it, and after being coquettish for a while, she twisted back and forth to get down.

She seems to have grown taller again.

Charles leaned over and looked at the girl carefully. The baby fat on her white and tender face seemed to have faded a little, her body seemed to be much stronger than before, and the soft flesh on her body was much firmer.

Looks very healthy.

Charles felt that in a few years, he might not be able to hold Olivia anymore.

"looking at what?"

Olivia tilted her head, and gently wiped the corners of her mouth with her small hands, thinking that she just ate shortbread on the Kunshi and got crumbs at the corners of her mouth.

"Huh?" Charles looked into her pupils and wiped the bits from the corner of her mouth with a chuckle. "Where's your luggage?"

"Outside." Olivia pointed to the window she just came in, "It's outside."

Hank nodded and walked over to help her take out the suitcase.

The winter at Xavier Gifted School is a bit cold. After all, it is a suburb far away from the city center, and the temperature is much colder than in the city.

The temperature in the dormitory was comfortable, Charles took Olivia's hand, took her with one hand and pushed her suitcase with the other, and sent her back to the room where she would live every time.

This room is next to his bedroom and is a second bedroom.

The decoration inside is great, all the decorations that Olivia likes.

"How are you doing in school?"

Charles watched as his daughter was seriously arranging the clothes he brought. The little girl had really grown up a lot.

He hadn't seen Olivia for more than half a year.

Usually, I just make occasional video calls with her, or mail some gifts to her.

Olivia suddenly remembered the scarf she knitted before, and after putting down the finishing box, she sat on the ground and searched for it.

"what is this?"

Charles took a paper bag she handed him, knowing it was a gift.

"Take it apart and have a look?"

"It's a scarf?" Charles was delighted, he touched the fabric, it was very soft, "You knitted this?"

"Hmm." Olivia sat next to her with some embarrassment, "I don't know what color you like, so I picked a gray one, it should suit you, if not, I'm knitting one..."

"No, this is very good, I like it very much." This is not the first time that Charles has received a gift from Olivia. In the past, the little girl used to draw pictures when she was a child, or just made some handmade supplies. This is the first time A scarf that you can take out and show off. "Thank you Ollie."

"Hey hey hey."

The little girl smirked, and was hugged by Charles. The man kissed her forehead, hugged her for a while, and said to take her to dinner.

Olivia didn't tell him when he would come. Charles made mousse last night. He planned to let other people try the poison first. If they didn't die, it would be no problem for Olivia to make it.

But the little guy came the next day. Before he could get someone to test the poison, Olivia found this mousse in the refrigerator.

"Can you eat?"

"Of course." Charles helped her hold the fork, "This is the first time I've made it, and I don't know how it will taste."

"looks good."

Olivia has made baked goods with Steve many times. She tasted it, and it tastes good, but the gelatine seems to be put in less, and it tastes a bit too soft.

She thinks it tastes good.

"It's delicious." She took another big mouthful and smiled, "Papa Charles is amazing!"

"You're just teasing me." Charles pinched her face, "It's obviously not delicious, is it?"

"No?" She shook her head, "The taste is very good, the same as the ones bought outside, but..."

"Just what?"

"I put less gelatine, and it tastes too soft." The little girl held a fork in her mouth, "But I really like this kind of glutinous texture, and the milk jelly is also delicious!"

"Will Ollie do it?"

"I can."

"Can you teach Dad how to do it?"

"Of course."

"Good evening." Olivia held the iPad, "Dad, I miss you a little bit."

Olivia is videoing with Steve, and every time she misses Steve a little on the first day she comes here to Charles.

And every time I leave here, I miss Charles the same on the first day back home.

"You won't miss me tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Steve was expressionless, "Not only will you not miss me, but you will also forget the fact that you told me that you will make videos every day."

"I don't have it!"

"Last year's summer vacation and winter vacation," Steve counted for her, "and this year's summer vacation, and the winter vacation that will soon start to forget me."

"I won't forget it!" Olivia's ears were blushing, and she would occasionally forget to tell Steve that she was safe.

"What did you do today?"

"I made panna cotta with Papa Charles." She stuffed a piece of potato chips into her mouth, "I also watched a movie with him in the lobby and ate barbecue at night."

"It seems that you will gain a lot of weight when you come back." Steve couldn't help chuckling, "You gained five catties last time when you came back."

"I won't this time." Olivia pouted, "I think I'm already skinny."

"You have indeed lost weight."

Every time the little girl is fattened by them, they also like her chubby, but her weekly training will always make her lose a lot of weight, no matter how much she eats, as long as she is active, she will definitely will lose weight.

"Then why don't I get fatter?"

"Of course honey." Steve closed the book and glanced at the clock. "It's 09:30, you should put down the plate of potato chips in front of you, and the coke hidden next to the pillow, don't think you can eat as much junk food as you want without me."

"I haven't eaten much." Olivia felt a little guilty, she took the Coke next to the pillow, "Look, Dad, this is a small bottle."

"so what?"

"...I was wrong, I stopped drinking."

"So nice."

Steve twitched the corner of his mouth, "Put these things away. If you let me know that you ate so many snacks again, I'll let Uncle James eat all the pudding at home."

"Okay?" James held a pudding with a spoon in his mouth, "I think this proposal is very good."

He swallowed the pudding in his mouth, stuffed it again, and said inarticulately, "Olly, eat more, so your dad will let me eat the pudding in the refrigerator."

Olivia: ...

"I won't eat, I won't eat!"

Instead of eating enough here, it's better to eat occasionally when she goes home. Every time she eats here, Steve will not let her eat snacks for a month after returning.

This is simply the devil.

"Okay, it's almost ten o'clock, you should go brush your teeth and get ready for bed."

"Okay." Olivia pouted and put the bag of potato chips on the table, as did Coke. "Then I'm going to brush my teeth and get ready for bed."

"Good night."

"Good night."

She turned off the iPad, went to the bathroom to brush her teeth, washed herself, and took the pillows to the next door master bedroom—Charles' bedroom.

The man wasn't asleep yet, he was sitting at the table thinking about how to prevent Olivia from showing her abilities when she was crying.

If the little girl has been worrying about the fact that it will rain when she cries, she will not be able to vent her emotions by crying in the future.

"Papa Charles?"

"Huh?" Charles turned his head, "Why are you here?"

"Ollie wants to sleep with you today, is that okay?"

"of course can."

Charles moved his pillow aside, and put Olivia's pillow next to his own, "Okay, sleep."

"Ah."