"Good morning, Father dear! My, you're quite grand and powerful, aren't you?" Golden Chick blinked open her eyes, finding the man in white lab duster crouched nearby, utterly captivated by his newfound "daughter." Clad in light feathers, her petite frame was adorned with remnants of egg yolk and sticky egg white. Despite her tender age of mere minutes, she swiftly grasped the situation. Considering him as father, the shroud enveloping her must be the mother. "Nehehe~ Mother's warmth is delightful♪Would you like to join us too, Father? Oh, I haven't been named yet..." With a tilt of her head, the girl gazed at the knight before her, sporting an innocent and pure smile.