286. Aunt Deia
[Stella, look at this.]
“… ….”
When I returned to the room again.
The moment I see the scene unfolding before my eyes, I feel a sudden sense of fatigue.
I pressed my eyelids and checked again, but it was still the same.
[Wow, it’s pretty.]
Only an hour or two had passed since I left Soho’s room.
The dark spirit who had been telling me to kill him right away because he threatened me was now tickling Soho under the chin and laughing.
“Purring!”
Soho smiled and cried happily as he was touched by her.
“What is this situation?”
Isn’t this a situation that doesn’t make sense? The dark spirit who had said that she would kill me if I did anything foolish before I left was now smiling and stroking her hand.
Stella, who was sighing in the distance, approached me with her brisk steps, as if she had been waiting.
[Um… ….]
But it seemed that even the former saint did not know how to explain the current situation.
[Chin, it’s done.]
She wondered if that was what she had just said, but she had no intention of saying anything to Stella.
If I were in that position, I wouldn’t know how to explain it.
The dark spirit squatted in front of Soho and kept stroking it, not even knowing I had come in.
[At first, my senior was keeping his eyes on her because he was worried that she might run away somewhere.]
“… ….”
[I guess that’s why the kid looked cute. Well, it can happen! Right?]
“It doesn’t seem possible.”
[…] ….]
Stella and I turn at the same time and look at the dark spirit.
“Garring!”
[Fish oil is pretty! I wonder if it would be like this if I raised a cat or something. I wish I had raised one in the lab when it was alive.]
No matter how you look at it, it’s not a cat.
[Are you not hungry? Should I give you something to eat?]
This is a child who could become a monster that eats people.
[Look at how soft the fur is!]
A warlock who uses the power left behind by Herald Hazard to feel the touch of a monster.
If it were a normal situation, I would have just done it.
[Shall I stop you?]
“Just leave it alone. “I wonder how far it goes.”
[…] … Then it will take quite some time.]
Pretending not to have heard Stella’s meaningful words, I bring up another topic to her.
About Goben, who claims to be Sevilla’s father. After hearing the whole story, Stella’s expression suddenly darkened.
[It’s a difficult problem.]
“That’s right.”
What was difficult was that Seville was not yet big enough to express her opinion or understand the current situation.
[For her parents, Iluania, it must be difficult to choose what path is for her child.]
“What do you think?”
The woman who was a saint must have received a lot of counseling from her family. But she smiles bitterly.
[Do you remember that we visited the brothel in Lovern before?]
“It’s the Ophelia incident.”
In order to punish the woman who had killed her man out of love, she went to the brothel where she worked.
[You said that when you looked at the children’s souls. There are things that no one can do for anyone other than their parents.]
“… ….”
[It’s a similar situation this time. Ultimately, the choice is up to the parents. No matter what advice I give, it won’t be of much help.]
“I see.”
[But I can tell you one thing for sure.]
Raising one of her index fingers, Stella smiles like a teacher.
[No matter what choice you make, if you do it for Seville. There is no need to regret that.]
“… ….”
[Usually these types of choices end up being regretted.]
Does this mean that no matter what choice you make in the end, you will end up regretting your choice?
This was all the advice the saint could give. From now on, Illuania will have to choose.
[What do you think?]
“Hmm.”
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[She is no different from your stepdaughter. I even gave her a name myself.]
“Do I have that qualification?”
Even though I don’t know Illuania, I wondered if I could take on the role of Sebia’s stepfather.
Rather, because of that, she became reluctant to express her opinion on the matter any further.
Stella also understood my position.
[Please tell me anyway.]
Stella can’t even convey my words to anyone anyway. She opens her mouth with the feeling of pouring out her inner feelings into a hole that has no place to escape.
“I hope the man named Goben stays healthy.”
[…] ….]
“Even if you have a bad past of going to brothels. “The same goes for Iluania.”
[You hope he has changed? So much so that he could be Sevilla’s father.]
“Yes, that would be the best direction.”
[…] ….]
Stella was silent.
She was implicitly conveying that the possibility of that happening was not very high.
“Well, let’s wait for the results to come out.”
[Yes, that’s right.]
Once again, our eyes turn to the two in the center of the room.
[Ugh! Ugh! So cute!]
“Crackling!”
Now, the dark spirit is hugging Soho and rubbing his cheek.
I sigh at the reality that such a woman calls herself my teacher, and honestly share my feelings about her.
“I guess they get along so well because their mental ages are similar.”
[…] … It’s hard to deny it.]
When I grew up, I often acted like a child. No matter how much I was stuck in the lab and thirsty for relationships with people, that wasn’t the case.
But the dark spirit was going one step further.
[I need to talk to Deius and ask him to raise me! Name! I guess I should give it a name too!]
“Do it in moderation.”
They are interrupted by a crazy warlock who is trying to change the child’s name. The surprised dark spirit looks up at me while muttering his food.
[Uh, uh, when did you come?]
“Ten minutes have passed.”
[Ma, please speak up!]
“Whoa, it’s hard to bear the crazy talk of giving a name to a child.”
[…] ….]
“As you know, that child has a name: Soho. “Just as you have a name, Jenny.”
[Well, don’t call me that name!]
“Honestly, Jenny is better than the Dark Spirit.”
[That’s right, Senior Jenny.]
Is it because I feel like I look more mature when I was 18 when I saw it in Dream Demon?
Or has it not grown since then?
The dark spirit glows as if he is complaining.
[aaah! Don’t call me! And the dark spirit’s name is cool!]
As I was wondering how long it would be like that, Stella suddenly remembered something and smiled and pointed at Jenny.
[Is this Jenny?]
“… ….”
[Wow.]
Cooler air.
Because it was such an unexpected situation, the dark spirit master and I looked at Stella at the same time.
Stella, who had just made a joke, blushed and lowered her head as the atmosphere became unusual.
Then horns sprouted from his forehead.
[If you don’t want to laugh.]
The devil comes out and starts threatening the saint because she did not laugh at the joke she told.
“Whoa, I feel dizzy.”
Whatever it was, the treatment of Soho was pushed back a little.
* * *
“Ah, the head.”
Deia sighed, pressing her throbbing head. How much time has been wasted by hunters and something like this is already happening?
“Anyway, there is no peace in this part of the house.”
Do I really have to get married somewhere and move out of the house?
Dei rested his chin while thinking something uncharacteristic of a poem.
Darius, standing in front of her, shrugs his shoulders and speaks proudly.
“But Iluania stopped me from making a decision right away by telling me to give it some time.”
As the head of the family grew older, she reported to her sister that she wanted to be praised.
If it were normal, I would have said something like that, but it was different now.
“Good job.”
Iluania is trying to accept her Goben for Sebia’s sake.
“I need some time.”
“Yes, Iluania tried to make a decision too suddenly. “I need to talk to Deius.”
“Not that one.”
“Hmm?”
Deia was not saying that Illuania needed time to make a decision calmly.
Rumbling.
“Did you call me?”
Just then, Finden Eye opens the door to Deia’s office and comes in. In her hand she held a broom.
“Why are you holding a broom? “The kid who doesn’t even clean.”
“I was playing hockey with trash with the neighborhood kids.”
“… ….”
Seeing things like this, I thought Finden Eye was really great. In doing so, he receives his monthly salary regularly.
“You have to get your money’s worth. It’s time to work.”
“Are you doing anything other than cutting off people’s heads?”
Deia smiles at Finden, who picks her ear and answers in a puzzled manner.
“It’s similar to cutting off a person’s head. “Instead, we are shooting with information, not an axe.”
“Hmm?”
At her meaningful words, Darius and Finden Eye look at her at the same time.
Deia said coldly as they looked at each other.
“Goben. You say you are a coachman? But he doesn’t just transport people, he also transports goods.”
“… ….”
She knows that it is a story related to Iluania, and Finden Child puts down the broom and listens.
The loose, blood-red eyes sharpened and began to capture the prey.
“After a brief investigation, I found out that he was a coachman belonging to the Wellingson Company. “Isn’t that a place where aid is sent to the Clark Republic under an agreement with the royal family?”
“Oh?”
The corners of Finden Ai’s mouth slowly turn up as she becomes more and more interested.
“Go and shake it off. It’s okay for her to use the scrap metal dealer and all the employees in the family. She can bribe too. “She is from the Resistance, so she must have done some background research.”
“I’m not good at it, but among my subordinates, there are experts in this kind of thing.”
The corners of her mouth that had been rising eventually transformed into a sly smile. Seeing Findeneye like that felt strangely trustworthy.
“Goben and Wellingson Company. “The person next to you will take responsibility as the head of the family, so tell them everything.”
“…… “Am I responsible?”
Darius was embarrassed by the sudden remark, but Deia clenched and unclenched his fist and declared heartlessly.
“Well, look at some dust. “On that day, that bastard and Wellingson Company will both be ruined.”
“Ah, this is fun! Fun! It’s my specialty! “Is it okay if I punch you while doing that?”
“If there is a problem, just beat it up. Darius will take responsibility anyway.”
“Oh yes! “Pleasure without responsibility!”
Finden Eye said and went out. She will immediately contact her scrap dealer members and reveal the identity of a man named Goben.
“…… Isn’t that too extreme? If you’re working for the royal family, it probably won’t be of normal size. If you take a careless step, sparks could fly…… “I also took responsibility.”
Darius asked with an expression of resentment, but Deia glared at him.
“Isn’t Sebia Deius’ stepdaughter? “He gave her name too.”
Sebia, meaning savior.
She was a grateful child who prevented Deius from running away.
“Well, you can say so.”
“Then I am your aunt?”
“… ….”
“My aunt should do at least this much.”
Deia spoke sincerely, gritting her teeth.
“I really hope that Goben did a clean job. So, I hope you can become Sebia’s cool, real dad.”
“If.”
Darius also vaguely understood Deia’s feelings, but even so, he only asked just in case.
“What if there is something wrong?”
“Huh.”
The corners of Deia’s mouth slowly rise.
I wonder why I can feel cruelty in that fishy smile.
“You’ll regret it.”
That too.
“Very much.”