Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Fegan internally facepalmed to her question, she was asking the very one he had demanded to know about, yet she was pretending that she was the one who proposed that?

"I think you might have lost a branch when you fell." Fegan spat.

Lotus let out a pout and narrowed her eyes, it was pointless to argue with him.

"Since you are so curious, it would interest you to know that I had instantly sensed the strong natural aura permeating from the outside." She blew on herself, taking in the warmth of the unbridled nature around her.

In the city, where there were high-rise buildings, factories owned by private companies, and the overwhelming presence of the academy and organization, it had taken up vast amounts of land to the detriment of the one thing she loved.

"Might I remind you," Fegan hissed and snapped his fingers so the statue lowered its leg an inch lower. "I have no time for jokes."

Lotus crouched, just in time to avoid being hit. "At the least, you still hold some soft spot for me."

For a brief second, Fegan wished he could just lose it, it was bad enough to be disturbed and in constant wonder about her main objective.

He needed to focus his attention on Hana. "You are pushing it."

Lotus rose her hands in surrender, she hurriedly spoke about the fact that she could transfer her consciousness into a plant for 10 seconds, then she would travel for a tiny amount of time before reverting to her human form.

Fegan looked like he had heard the worst news ever after recalling what she had said. At the time she could only do that barely for 5 seconds,

"isn't that great progress?" He sarcastically blurted out as his brows twitched.

Now that she was able to explain how she had gotten in, all thanks to the large vegetation, she needed a place to hide.

"What makes you think I'd take you in?"

Lotus raised a brow and slowly a grin spread across her face, "we need each other."

'You wish!' Fegan raged in his thoughts.

He had fled with his daughter for the one purpose of being excluded from the harsh reminder of the city and its exteriors.

He had enjoyed his alone time with Hana and he had wished to keep it that way.

With the appearance of Lotus would begin the crack in his perfect little world.

"I still don't believe you!" He announced and made his statue threaten her more by making a go at it dropping its foot.

In the panic of the moment, Lotus was able to create a barrier of vines that spiraled over her.

She had been happy to be able to fend the statue off while she struggled with the puppets that were climbing and tugging at her dress.

"Fegan!" She called out, feeling she would be overwhelmed again if this keeps on.

Fegan raised his chin and was out of her business. Turning his face away from her and into Hana's room instead.

Rip!

The sound of her cotton fabric getting ripped made her shriek in sheer horror. Gathering up her courage she lurched her vines onto the puppets and pulled them away.

When she saw a shadow cast over her, she looked up and was able to jump in the nick of time before she would be crushed under the sole of the statue.

Boom!

In the commotion, she hit her head on a rock and blacked out.

Fegan turned around when he heard a groan before the silence and called in a loud voice, "halt!"

The golden gladiator did as it was told and took a step back, went on one knee, and picked her up in its huge hand.

Making a turn in the direction of the cottage, it held out Lotus to Fegan.

Fegan stared at her injured head, feeling a little guilty for going a bit too far with his threat. But he had also gotten to realize she was telling the truth.

Picking her up from its hold, he deactivated the statue and turned to get her in on a spare bed.

With Lotus in his arms, he stared at Hana, "please come back, my little angel."

With that, he took long strides toward the door.

–––––––––––

Two hours later,

"It's about time you get your sorry ass up!"

The words echoed in Lotus' thoughts and she wondered how that was possible if she was dead.

Fegan watched her for a while and could see her actively turn every 5 minutes while trying to get the best position yet.

He was sick and tired of wondering when she would wake and he could begin the procedure of taking the pendant off.

He stared at the gold lotus pendant and let out a sigh, it was a grim reminder of a past he wished to forget.

Lotus' eyes jolted open and she met his gaze at once, only to let out a shriek and gave a kick to his face.

Fegan hissed and wiped his jaw, it was easy to tell he was angry when cross popping veins made their way to his forehead. He was ready to throw her out right after he knew why she had done that.

"Why the hell would you wake up and choose violence?"

"You... You were..." She pointed an accusing finger at him and had her hands clutched to her cleavage.

Fegan rolled his eyes and gave a stoic look, "I derive no pleasure in that."

'Not after my wife passed away.' He completed his thoughts, immediately feeling dejected upon the flash memory.

Lotus blinked several times as she processed his words, it was at that moment that she realized that he wasn't staring at her cleavage but rather on the pendant that had dangled onto the bed.

"I'm sorry." She muttered.

"If I was a pervert, I would have changed your clothes in your sleep instead of staring at them as you snore away." Fegan mocked.

Lotus' face burned up in embarrassment, she got into a sitting position and let out a sigh, ready to speak on the issue that had made her search for him.

"Could I live with you and your daughter from now on?" She blurted out and closed her eyes for extra measure.