Tada! I am here.

As requested, the last chapter of the therapy arc. As for the Medieval arc, it will be coming in...12 hours? Two days at most, since both are requested this time. But I want to wrap this one up before I continue.

This one is shorter than the other installments, since I have another chapter to write, but I think you'll enjoy this one nonetheless.

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Childe walked out of one major headache straight into another one.

It was honestly impressive: he didn't think anything could give him a bigger headache than a meeting with the Chief Lector. But alas, he knew he was in some deep trouble when he walked out of the portal in the local museum and found Orion and the three kids staring at him.

Behind them was-

Oh gods, Childe felt his knees go weak. The trees were back.

Childe did not like being reminded of what happened with them, and could not fathom why the three innocent children whom he took care of liked them so much, but he supposed they liked to charge headfirst into danger just to watch him panic in their place.

Seriously, why did Childe agree to look after them again?

"You're back!" he found himself unceremoniously tackled by said kids, almost knocking him back into the portal.

Ah yes, he abruptly remembered. Their cuteness. Gods be damned, he would do anything for them.

"You're Childe?" a teenager about seventeen interrupted their touching reunion. He shone with the radiance of a god. Childe instinctively held on tighter to the kids.

"Yeah," he said. "What's up?"

"We need to talk."

"So," said Orion, once they were alone.

"So," said Childe. He had sufficiently distracted the kids with the candy he brought back, enough to fill a small duffel bag. "You're a mass murderer."

"Former mass murderer, if that helps," Orion said. It didn't, and Childe found himself desperately craving a nap. "I've been trying to tune down the homicidal tendencies."

"Oh, that makes me feel better," Childe muttered. "Why didn't you tell me this from the beginning?"

"It...never came up?"

Childe had a short but powerful urge to walk towards the nearest wall, bash his head into it, and knock himself out. "You do realize, this whole time I've been letting the kids I'm supposed to be taking care of hang around you."

Orion stiffened. "I apologize for not letting you know. I wouldn't have let anything happen to them."

"Yeah, that's not what I meant," Childe rubbed his temples. "Some warning would be nice. I'm reevaluating my life here."

Orion must have felt some measure of guilt, because he wisely went quiet.

"I mean," Childe continued, "I probably would have ended up letting you stay with us, anyway, because the kids like you and I can't say no to them, but still. You had months to bring this up, and you didn't talk about this once?"

Orion slumped a bit, turning to leave.

Childe paused in the middle of his mental breakdown. "Wait, where are you going?"

"I'm leaving," Orion sounded resigned. "I understand if I'm no longer welcome, having deceived you for so long."

"What? No." While the thought of having a rehabilitated mass murderer as a housemate was off putting, the thought of three disappointed kids crying was somehow worse. "You are not leaving me to deal with three kids alone. You're staying."

Orion frowned, "I thought you didn't want me hanging around your siblings."

"It's too late, they're attached to you now. Congratulations, you're getting adopted," Childe climbed on top of a chair and patted him on the back. Seriously, why were giants so tall? Childe had to climb furniture just to see eye level with him.

Orion watched him struggle with some bemusement. "I'm getting what."

"Just act normal and we'll handle the rest..."

As such, Orion gets adopted by the Egyptians. I'm fairly he's persona non grata in the Greek world, anyway, so he's effectively exiled. Not that he minds, considering how he basically had a new family.

Leave a review for how you liked this arc, by the way.

The next chapter will be Aradia: Medieval Era part 2, since a review already requested it. But I'll reopen the poll once that gets published.