Whether Ferdel laughed or not, I looked up at my long-lost father. He wouldnât even show up for meals because heâs busy dealing with emissaries. He only showed himself when heâs about to sleep. Whatâs with that dissatisfied expression?
âSeems like my daughter has a bit of a temper these days.â
Itâs true. I knew he wouldnât kill me even if I didnât behave, so I was just testing the waters. Itâs my first time doing this much. Itâs all because I was good at taming him. However, this behavior was still passable as cute.
âMaybe sheâs upset since you donât spend time with her these days.â
Itâs not like that. Was I a child? I wouldnât get mad over something like that.
Although, I was currently a child. Anyway, it wasnât because of that.
When I was in my fatherâs arms, Caitel picked up the chocolate served as a dessert. Whatâs going on with this guy who hated chocolate? I looked at him sulking and he soon placed the chocolate before my lips.
âDo you want some?â
âYes.â
âIâm not giving it to you.
⦠this bastard.
Caitel laughed low, knowing that my reaction was cold. Why was he being so childish⦠was this funny? Did he think this was funny?!
I felt so sorry for the future life that I had to lead with this man as my father. Well, I had been pitiful since I was born. I thought I could be in the first place for living such a pitiful life.
He said heâs not giving any to me, but he gave me the chocolate right into my mouth, anyway. Was he just playing games with me? I would really like to bite off his finger, but I held it back this time. He would really kill me if I did that.
âItâs delicious!â
Caitel laughed at my answer. Itâs a sneaky smile that he always made. A long-time had passed before Ferdel had gone into a ruckus beside us.
âI want to feed her too, I want to feed her too, I want to feed her too!â
âYou should be feeding your own son.â
When I turned away from him, Ferdel cried out. I could feel his strong desire to have a daughter with that cry. Oh, but this chocolate is fantastic. I ate it every day, but I didnât tire of it. Our chef should be designated as a real intangible cultural asset.
âSmile.â
âI donât want to.â
I was no longer the one-year-old who would smile on your command anymore. Now things were very different! I would uphold my pride and self-worth! I would never smile on his command! I would never smile on his command like I used to do! Even when the sky was falling apart!
âSmile.â
âNo!â
âIâll give you a cookie if you smile.â
Y, you think I would fall for something like that? This man was underestimating me!
⦠or not.
âHehehehe, cookie!â
⦠darn it⦠I hated him⦠he knew me too well. Aah, thereâs no hope left in my life⦠I guessed today was when the sky would fall apartâ¦