Who cares whether he lives or lives?

Ah, it’s not like no one cares at all.

For example, Philippine interim president Osmina.

What Professor Bhim Arlotta did was such a disgrace to him.

If those Americans see it, they will only laugh at themselves!

Therefore, on the night of Professor Bhim Arota's hunger strike, he and his students disappeared at the same time.

Well, if a bag of rice aided to Manila is lost, it will definitely arouse the anger of Manila people.

But a knowledgeable professor disappears?

who cares!

Talking about economics on an empty stomach is the most childish behavior.

Jonathan is very grateful to those two diners for the inspiration he received.

Nadelstrasse, pick up from Swick!

Yes, this is probably what the handwriting means.

Here, there are many vacant houses for rent.

If Moroso wants to survive, he must first solve the problem of housing.

As for Nadel Street, there is another advantageous condition for Moroso.

You can see American troops everywhere here.

Most of them will have a local Manila girl by their side.

The U.S. military likes to rent a house here to hide their beauty.

With only a small fee every week, you can have a temporary wife. Is there anything more cost-effective than this?

Moreover, they are not responsible for it at all.

When the order to leave comes, they can leave these girls behind.

Therefore, after the end of World War II, there were illegitimate children of the US military all over the world.

Some people say that the U.S. government not only ignores it, but actually encourages it.

Because the more people with American ancestry, the more they will identify with the United States when they grow up.

Not to mention, this move is a bit damaging.

In Jonathan's opinion, if he were Moroso, he would also choose to lurk here.

However, even a Swick Street is too large for Jonathan.

What's more, Moroso may not choose Swick Street, he can choose the entire Nadel Street.

Jonathan's workload suddenly increased.

But he doesn't care.

For a good agent, these difficulties are all included in his calculations.

The more difficult the case, the more you can prove your worth.

Therefore, after a day of investigation, Jonathan made a decision that even he could not believe:

He also rented a room in Swick Street.

However, he was not as lucky as Moroso to meet a good-looking landlord.

The person who rented the house to him was a thick-set guy with a sinister face.

Lone wolf!

Jonathan swore that from now on, he would be a lone wolf!

Moreover, he will stage a lone wolf legend in Manila!

…

At night, Moroso and Ilia lived in the same room and on the same bed.

Illya feels that she is the happiest woman in the world at this moment.

And Moroso was also glad that he had found a talisman.

Of course, this is still far from enough.

Early in the morning, he got up.

Like any good wife, Illya got up earlier than him and was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Moroso entered the two children's room.

He woke up the child.

The children were sleepy-eyed.

Moroso sat beside their bed and urged them to get dressed while saying: "From now on, I am your father, okay?"

Of course it’s not good!

It's true that he has a crush on Moroso, but it's not that easy to get the children to call him "dad".

Moroso had already considered this. When he saw the paper wrapped in chocolates that he brought to the children yesterday, he said: "Is the chocolate delicious?"

The two children immediately nodded vigorously.

"If you call me dad, I will buy chocolates for you every day."

"Really?" The two children's eyes lit up.

Moroso said seriously: "Of course it's true. Not only is there chocolate, but there's also Coca-Cola. Have you tried it? It's very delicious."

"dad!"

The two children shouted in unison.

"Why!"

Moroso responded with a smile.

He wants to take root here and he will meet more and more people in the future.

He will make everyone think that these two children are his biological children.

He belongs to Swick Street after all.

While having breakfast, Illya was surprised and happy when she heard that the two children actually called Moroso "Dad" on their own initiative.

She really couldn't imagine how Moroso did it.

"After dinner, I took the children to Nadel Street." Moroso said naturally: "First, I need to purchase goods to prepare for our store. Also, I want to buy new clothes for the children."

Illya's eyes were moist.

"Geso" loves the children as if they are their biological father.

Of course Moroso has his own considerations.

He must integrate into it as soon as possible.

Although the people of Swick Street were aloof and unwilling to make friends with their neighbors, Moroso had his own ideas.

After breakfast, he took the children out.

An elderly neighbor's wife came back carrying a heavy basket.

She was over sixty years old. She put down her basket and was resting by the roadside.

Moroso immediately stepped forward: "Madam, let me help you."

The neighbor's wife was startled.

But the two children beside Moroso dispelled her wariness: "Ah, thank you so much."

Moroso smiled slightly and picked up the basket: "Where do you live?"

"It's not far ahead."

While accompanying the neighbor's wife towards her house, Moroso introduced himself: "My name is Geso, I live there, my wife is Ilia, and these are my two children."

"Ah, you are so happy. My name is Jeanne." The neighbor's wife looked a little sad: "Your family members are all here, but my children were all killed by those Japanese beasts, and I am the only one left in the family."

After speaking, she wiped her eyes.

We can't blame the people here for being indifferent. During the Japanese rule, these people betrayed many of their neighbors in order to survive. In the end, no one believed anyone else.

"The war is over." Moroso sighed: "Mrs. Jeanne, if you need any help, you can come to me at any time. We are neighbors, and I am willing to do my best to help you."

"You are a good man, Mr. Gesso." Mrs. Jeanne opened the door: "Wait a few days, when the pickles I made are ready, I will send them to you."

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Jeanne. I'm looking forward to the delicious pickles you made by yourself!"
Chapter completed!