READ NOVEL ONLINE My Daddy Hides His Power
Chapter 213
“What does that have to do with me?”
In response to Cheshire’s cold-hearted reply, Leon’s arm fell weakly as he stared blankly into space. “You…” Cheshire looked at Leon with emotionless eyes and then left. Bang. A closed door without a reason. “Ha, really…” Leon, who was left behind, laughed helplessly. * * * I pressed my cheek against the window of Oscar’s office and looked outside. ‘Dad, when are you coming…?’ Dad who said he would come to pick me up still hasn’t given any news. I timidly looked back. Oscar had been sitting in silence for 30 minutes. It was terrifying. ‘Yes, I’m a fool for thinking of hiding something from that quick-witted genius.’ I tried to keep it quiet and move on because I was afraid he would be angry if he found out that I had saved the baby. But who would have thought, Oscar already knew that Mother was pregnant. “Master, are you very angry?” “Yeah.” “Uh… well, you see, it all happened so quickly.” I made an excuse without even being asked. “I saw Dad carrying moth—no, the Marchioness, into the infirmary in his arms from behind… I felt stinging about it….” “….” “She was arguing with Dad when I suddenly thought, if something goes wrong with the baby… it could become a huge problem… So when I saw the bracelet…” I was able to learn a lot from the magic tool bracelet that resonated with the core of my heart as a Primera. For example, the moment I was curious about the baby’s condition, the lifespan appeared—it meant that if I didn’t do anything, something would go wrong with the baby. “Since the baby is in her stomach, if I use my powers quietly, no one will know… Um, also… it’s not like I need a lot of vitality….” “….” Oscar didn’t answer. Feeling more scared by the silence, I tightly shut my eyes. “I, I did think about it. I really did think about it a lot…” Actually, I didn’t think about it for long because I thought that if I wasted time and the baby’s condition worsened, the lifespan I would have to use would only increase. But I couldn’t help but notice Oscar’s gaze. “I’m sorry… I was wrong…” “Why are you saying sorry? Don’t apologize because it’s more annoying to see you scared now. Don’t you know why I’m angry?” “….” “What am I supposed to do about her son going to the battlefield? Going to your father and causing a scene was absurd enough, and now, on top of that, like my blood…!” Oscar got up and pointed at me, then sat down again. “Please don’t get upset, Master.” “Right. Getting worked up only hurts me. I hope she gives birth soon. Then next time we meet, I’ll grab you by the hair and shake you~~” I was shocked. “T, that’s too violent…” Oscar glared at me. “Please don’t misunderstand! I’m worried about Master’s image! Doing something like that could damage your reputation…!” “Mhm, I don’t have any image to lose any more anyway~~” “Ugh, really!” “Well, now that I think about it, I’m angry at you too.” “…Yes?” “Why on earth are you hiding it? To me?” “Oh! Well, of course, Master would be upset if you found out.” “No, not that one.” “Then?” “You’re dating.” “….” Wow, this. It’s a mountain beyond a mountain. I pretended not to notice and turned my head back out the window. “D, does Dad… make his own carriage and ride it here…?” “Yeah, yeah.” Oscar sighed and got up. Then he moved to the sofa, lay down for a long time, and muttered like an old woman. “Heh, you’re all grown up now, so you’re hiding a lot of things…” “No!” My heart weakened when I heard Oscar’s sad voice. “No, Master.” Eventually, I approached him. Oscar is lying on his arm and looking up at me dissatisfied. “You’re not going to kill him, right?” “Yeah.” Although there was no subject, Oscar understood it perfectly and thankfully promised Cheshire’s survival. A sofa that is spacious enough for two people to lie down on. As I climbed up, Oscar offered his arm. I lay down on his arm and cleared my throat. “Hehe, so we’ve been dating for a month.” “Tsk…” “….” Fortunately, Oscar’s mouth stopped before swearing. “…Keep talking, princess.” It seemed like he really wanted to hear about my love story. I remembered what happened a month ago. So, it was the day I went to the imperial training hall to check on Leon’s condition and received a love letter from a knight named Sir Ryde. * * * Inside the carriage heading home with Cheshire, I opened Ryde’s letter. It was as many as five pages long. ‘Phew. His arm must have tired from writing.’ Unlike the twin brothers who throw the ladies’ love letters into the fireplace without even reading them, or Cheshire who piles them up and sends them straight to the trash can… It was difficult for me to ignore the letter that someone had written carefully while thinking of me. Even if I can’t answer, wouldn’t it be polite to at least read it? So, after getting caught staying up all night reading through a pile of love letters, written like a mountain, Dad took over. He made sure they didn’t get to my hands at all ‘I felt a bit more comfortable from that day on.’ It was the first letter I read in a long time. […Like a piece of the moon reflected in a pond, like a cluster of white shining forget-me-nots. To Princess Rubinstein, who is always sparkling. With burning passion and aching heart, Ryde Felton.] I was embarrassed and glanced to the side. Cheshire’s eyes were on the letter as he crossed his arms indifferently. “He writes really… well. He would have been successful as a poet too.” I hastily folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and spoke. “Anyway, when are we going to train next? Are you very busy?” This time, I am going directly to the battlefield for <The plan to rescue Brother Leon that never fails>. Only three people knew that fact. Oscar, Jem, and Cheshire. Cheshire, the commander of this battle, had planned a safe plan for me, but he was still worried and even suggested training. He was familiar with the places where demonic beasts appeared throughout the empire, so he secretly took me with him using movement magic (a brilliant technique by the genius Lord of the Wizard Tower) and taught me what the demonic beasts looked like and how to deal with them. Truly a master of the battlefield…! “Are you going to reply?” “Mhm?” I was dazed for a moment by the unexpected question, but then I realized that Cheshire was referring to Sir Ryde’s letter. “No? Today’s the first time I’ve seen this knight’s face, you know?” “…Yeah.” The atmosphere suddenly became strange. “You’ve received so many confessions, but is there anyone you like?” “….” In response to the indifferent question, I glanced at Cheshire. ‘This guy…’ I felt a little sad. ‘…Don’t you know my heart?’ Cheshire might not have any romantic cells at all. If not, it’s hard to believe he could be so clueless. “Is there… anyone you like?” “I do. That’s why I’ve never replied to any other man’s letters until now, right? I’ve liked him for quite a while?” I said right away. Cheshire’s eyes narrowed. “Is that so?” “Mhm.” Now, ask who it is. No, honestly, there’s no need to ask. I’ve been showing it a lot until now. If Cheshire wasn’t a fool, he should have known that I liked him. Doesn’t he realize that my act of pretending to be tired during training and asking, “Oh, it’s so hard. Can you carry me?” Is each time just an act? I don’t know what to do even with the tiniest scratch on my hand! Do you want me to hug you? Hug me! Would you like me to carry you on my back? Give me a piggyback ride! Even though Cheshire listens to everything I say, could it be that they have feelings for me? I was confident that I was at least not overly self-conscious. “I see.” I was making up my mind to answer that I like you, but Cheshire turned his head away without asking any more. ‘What is this?’ I asked in confusion. “Don’t you want to ask who it is?” “I don’t know.” …Well then. There’s no way you wouldn’t know. “But, don’t confess or anything like that.” “Huh?” “He wouldn’t accept it anyway. Don’t confess just to get hurt for no reason.” “….” Wow. Did I get dumped before I even confessed? Is this what they call it when you’re rejected even before confessing? Feeling embarrassed and flustered, I quickly turned my head to the other side. “W, why…? What, what could possibly be wrong with me…?” The mouth, out of control of the brain, asked a rambling question. “The age difference is too big.” What’s wrong with the four year age difference? I don’t even consider our four-year age gap! “T, there are plenty of couples with that much of a difference…” “The Duke won’t like it.” Dad? Yeah, Dad and Cheshire are working hard on their business. If you ask me to have a romantic relationship during an important time, of course he won’t like it. “If that’s the reason… um, after the business is all settled, could we date then…?” “What does that have to do with business? The age difference is too big.” “Hey!” If you want to refuse, just refuse. I was annoyed by Cheshire who kept bringing up my age, so I turned around and shouted. “I’m older than you think because I have all the memories of my past life, right? I’m even older than my Master right now?” In response to my defense, Cheshire openly distorted his face. Of course, this was meaningless because my mental age is not synchronized no matter how many years I lived in my previous life. ‘But Cheshire doesn’t know!’ Even as I say it, it’s really lame… “Do you like him that much?” Cheshire must have gotten tired of me not giving up and shot me a slightly angry look. “Y, yes… I like it…” The sight of me hanging on like this was so pitiful that I burst into tears. I turned my head again. “Haa.” I felt even sadder when I heard a tired sigh coming from behind. ‘No, Lilith! Don’t cry! You idiot! Why are you crying!’ However, tears fell without resistance. Honestly, I was shocked because I didn’t expect to be rejected. I thought we were flirting. Especially now that we’re training together often. ‘If this is how it’s going to be, then either be nice or don’t do it at all!’ Why does my nose stick out so weirdly? Hng. Cheshire insisted strongly. “Seriously… No, Lilith. Don’t even say you like him. Anyway, he doesn’t see you as a woman.” Wow. Did he decide to hurt me? “I get it… I get it, so stop…” “Don’t cry.” The soothing voice was sweet, but it was actually cruel. My tears increased. “Even now, get your feelings straight. This is for your own good.” “I, I get it…” “I don’t know if there is a possibility, but there is absolutely no chance. You’re the only one getting hurt.” “I, heuph, I get it! Just stop! Stop talking, please… Hnng.” Bad guy. “You… don’t treat me well anymore. Don’t hug me when I ask, or hold my hand… just don’t…” I held the hem of my skirt tightly and continued to vent my sadness. Really, don’t confuse people. “Don’t make me, hicc, misunderstand… You bad guy…” “…? Lilith.” Cheshire suddenly called out to me in a startled voice and grabbed my shoulder. “Wait. Wait, look at me for a moment.” “I, I don’t want… Let go of this.” I shook my arm to shake Cheshire off. As I did, Cheshire quickly knelt down in front of me. The carriage shook with a clatter. “Please. Please look at me for a moment.” “….” I sniffled, swallowed hard, and looked down at Cheshire with pursed lips. For some reason, he was flustered with a very embarrassed expression. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry. Please don’t cry. I was wrong. I’m sorry.” Cheshire, who wiped away my tears with his hand, asked. “But right now, you… are you talking about me?” “…Then who am I talking about?” “No, ah.” Cheshire gripped the carriage seat with both hands, his lips pursed in confusion, before finally speaking. “…I’ve been talking about the Lord of the Wizard Tower.” “….?” There was silence for a moment. I blinked blankly and asked. “You…” “….” “…Are you stupid?
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