After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World - Chapter 951

Chapter 951: Families Formed and Reunions (Part 2)

“Did I say many things wrong?” Pongo couldn’t help but ask as they walked back Home.

Helen smiled and rubbed his head. “The important thing is to learn,” she said. “We should just make a delicious dinner for her, no?”

Pongo brightened at this, determined to make up for his mistakes. “Hmn!”

It was just that when they got back to the orphanage, they were surprised to find a woman waiting in the living room.

“Bianca?” Helen uttered, a little surprised she was there at this time.

She looked at the kids, “Go prepare the ingredients and the kitchen,” she said, and the kids were very obedient—happily heading to their large shared kitchen to play, er, get to work.

Bianca’s sight couldn’t help but follow the little ones, and her shoulders slumped. Helen saw this and seemed to realize what the other woman could be here for.

The two of them got close during the Tea Club, a social club formed by mature women to talk about life. This was founded by Mathilda and Rosalind, who hoped to create a community for like-minded individuals.

There, Bianca had mentioned many times that she wanted to have children. Unfortunately, it wasn’t possible for her at this time. Helen mentioned in jest that she could always adopt, and it seemed like the other woman had begun to truly consider it now.

“Hmn,” Bianca admitted. “I do hope to adopt soon—if possible, I’d like to have two.”

A while back, there were a pair of friends who got Bianca’s attention.

They worked part-time, helping stores clean up their items and even get customers. They were very diligent and she would see them around most days after school.

One day she asked them and found they were working to get some cotton candy every day.

It was both touching and heartbreaking. She believed that children should be enjoying their childhoods—even if they were being trained to be independent. She wanted to provide that for them.

In fact, Bianca had gotten herself checked in the hospital. She hoped for a miracle that their improved bodies could somehow allow her to have children.

She received news that, for now, she couldn’t, but it wasn’t hopeless. She just had to level up a few more times and get checked again.

But Bianca really wanted kids too much, and she really wanted to help those kids grow up like the other kids with families.

Helen and the other staff members were doing a great job with the orphanage, but there was a limit. There was some type of affection that close-knit families could not provide to these children.

Helen looked at her for a while and nodded. “Come with me,” she said and Bianca followed the older woman to the kitchen.

There, she saw a group of kids preparing food—some of them were cleaning vegetables, some were chopping them, and the others were preparing the main work area.

She felt a hand on her shoulder. Bianca turned to see Helen smiling at her. “Join us.”

…

Dinner was nice. There was a very long table in the orphanage, so all of them could eat at the same time. Bianca was introduced to them as Helen’s friend.

They all welcomed her well, calling her ‘auntie bianca’ very cutely.

They all cooked together after all, so it could be said that they had already bonded.

The entire time, Bianca’s heart was warm and she knew for certain that she truly, truly, wanted a child.

When dinner was over, the kids were asked to clean up after themselves, while the two ladies went to the veranda to chat.

“So… what do you think?” Helen asked.

Bianca looked at her with a determined look on her face. “I’m ready.”

…

A few minutes later, Gururu and Pongo were called to where Helen was, and they were unsure what to expect. Rather, they vaguely thought they’d be in trouble. They couldn’t help but think of what they could’ve done to get them in trouble.

Gururu’s hands were still wet from washing the dishes, and he rubbed that on his pants. However, there should also be a bit of cold sweat mixed in there.

“Did you turn off the faucet?” He asked Pongo, who nodded repeatedly.

“Of course! We can’t waste water! That’s bad!” the curly-haired little boy said, before looking at the bald kid suspiciously. “You didn’t leave the toilet seat down again, did ya?”

Gururu’s feet paused, and he immediately paled. “Do you think it’s because of that?”

The two kids looked at each other, with Pongo looking at his friend in pity.

The little monk crossed his arms though. “Well, if I’m the only one in trouble, why did you get called, too?”

“…moral support?”

“…”

Anyway, they arrived at the door a few minutes later. Pongo was the brave one to knock (lightly, but twice).

When they entered, they saw not only Miss Helen, but also the very fun Miss Bianca too!

They all really liked Miss Bianca! She was so gentle and cool. She promised to show them how to make toy swords soon!

“Come here, boys,” Helen said, asking them to take seat between them. She was not smiling though, while Bianca was covering her mouth with her hand.

Immediately, the two boys felt nervous and their movements stiffened. However, they were good kids who still followed adults’ requests anyway—even if they were scared.

They were both 8-year-olds who hadn’t reached a growth spurt yet. They had also been malnourished their whole lives and had only started eating properly when they got to the orphanage.

So… even for aborigines, they were quite small. They struggled to climb up the chair a bit, and their feet didn’t touch the ground.

The two well-behaved boys sat there, looking guilty for a crime they didn’t know and the two women couldn’t help but chuckle.

The kids blinked. Bianca realized that Pongo even had some onion skin stuck on his curly hair. She chuckled, taking it away.

She was unsure how she was going to be as a mother, but she wanted to give it a shot.

No, she would make it work.

Helen said before she called the children in—with the most serious expression Bianca had ever seen her in. She told her: Once taken, cannot be given back.

Children were not inanimate objects that could get refunded, after all. Once adopted, she had the responsibility for them until they became adults. And she had to do so without the thought that they owed her.

Parents should not obligate their kids to ‘return their care’. Children would give back to their parents because they were loved and raised well—they would ‘return’ the favor from a place of love, not of obligation.

Bianca took all of these lessons well, and was determined to become the best guardian she could be.

She looked at the two boys, who were so good, and innocent, but also responsible and adult-like.

They knew they could not be separated without hurting one, so neither women even considered doing so. It made Bianca the best choice for adoption, because she was well-off with a lively family, so she could give a good foundation to the kids’ proper growth.

She smiled, patting both of their little heads. “Boys… do you like Auntie Bianca?”

“YES!” They said at the same time, rounded eyes filled with sincerity.

Bianca’s heart felt like it would explode in warmth.

“Then… would you give me the honor of becoming your mother?”