The Rise of the Urban God

CHAPTER 185

After Ulmer assured her that things would become clear after a few days, Ayana raised his hand and pressed it against her cheek.

Her eyes turned wet. Ulmer saw that and pointed at the sky, where the moon was still visible because it was still three at night.

“Can you hear me, Moon? Can you hear me, stars? Can you hear my heart?” Ulmer said. “If you can, then please shine a bit more and make my wife smile a little.”

“She’s a little baby, so don’t leave her alone, or you’ll be scolded at by everyone,” Ayana replied as though speaking in the moon’s stead.

“Next time, ask the moon, stars, and the wind where I am,” Ulmer said, “and they will tell you.”

Cold wind blew past their faces and tickled them. The stars twinkled in the sky, and a faint smile bloomed on the moon’s lips.

“If they won’t tell me, then what?” Ayana quickly asked.

“If they won’t answer you, then that’s their loss,” Ulmer said. “After all, they’d be losing a soft-hearted friend whose smile can brighten anyone's mood.” He