[Do you know who I am?] I asked again.
I need to know if she knows about me or not, and if she does, how much does she know? She knows I am her creator... her father, which means she may know everything about me, or she may only know about my life after I was reborn, which isn't much.....
[Yes, you are my father.] She answered firmly.
[Hahaha, yes, yes, I am your father, but that's not what I'm asking, I am asking if you know about me. Anything else...] I asked, chuckling with my right hand near my mouth, but was cut off by 'my daughter.'
[If you are referring to the 'novel,' then yes. I don't know much about father, but I do know about the novel; you created me for that purpose, didn't you?] She asked.
