༺ Naru Likes Strawberries ༻
âOh, holy shhâ¦! Strawberry cake! Naru loves strawberry cake!â
Following the hectic Saturday in the sewers, a slow summer afternoon followed.
Naru was extremely pleased by the strawberry cake I had purchased for her at the market.
âStrawberriesâ¦!â
Holding a fork, Naru dug into the cake with enthusiasm.
Just watching her eat made me feel full.
However.
Something began to confuse me as I continued watching her eat the strawberry cake.
âNaru, why arenât you eating the strawberries?â
âStrawberriesâ¦taste the best! I want to save them for lastâ¦!â
So that was the case.
However, just by looking at the plump strawberry at the apex of the cake, I felt an inexplicable urge to steal and eat it.
The only strawberry present on the entire cake.
To a thief, it would be the ultimate treasure due to its scarcity.
In preparation for raiding the safes of the wealthy, I honed an ability that could be used to identify and distinguish the value of various treasures.
Because I had so much practice with the ability, it had become a skill known as ãTreasure Evaluationã
According to my evaluation, the strawberry on top of that cake was of at least a C-grade treasure.
It meant that I would also feel that much better if I stole it.
For reference, the black lace underwear that Brigitte had in her drawer was a B grade, and the picture that Cariote keeps in her bag is an A grade.
Anyways.
Barboi Secret Style-!
ãSecretly Eating a Strawberryã
Pluckâ
âAhâ¦! Naruâs strawberry vanishedâ¦! Since whenâ¦!?â
Naru began to swerve her head in bewilderment.
Upon locking eyes with me, she seemed to have understood the situation and began to pout.
âDad ate the strawberry on my cake againâ¦! Ughâ¦! Naru angyâ¦! But itâs okay since Dad was the one who bought it with his own moneyâ¦!â
Again?
This was the first time I had stolen a strawberry from her.
But it clearly wasnât the first time for Naru.
Was it possible that I had stolen strawberries from her in the past as well?
It was something that was definitely plausible.
Naru truly was my daughter.
I suppose this was another confirmation of that.
I then solemnly said to her.
âIf you try saving something delicious, you might end up losing it. Deal with important and enjoyable matters right away instead of putting them off.â
Wouldnât this be a good life lesson?
As I nodded with that thought in mind, Brigitte pushed open the door to the laboratory, entered the room, and dropped a large bag on the table with a thud.
âWhy are you acting so wise when all you did was steal some poor kidâs strawberries? I bought lots of strawberries, so donât worry Naru.â
âOh, holy shhâ¦! There are so many strawberriesâ¦! Iâm certain none of the other daughters have more strawberries than Naruâ¦!â
There was an incredible amount of strawberries in the sack.
It seemed Brigitte had purchased them for Naru.
However.
There was something that Naru had said that was bothering me.
Namely, when she spoke of the other âdaughtersâ.
âNaru, I was going to ask you earlier, but the timing wasnât right. Do you have any siblings?â
That question had been on my mind for a while.
And so ever since I noticed the clover-shaped birthmark on Cecilyâs collarbone.
However.
Naru was completely engrossed in eating strawberries and was unable to register my voice.
âNaru secret style, Strawberry Munchingâ¦!
What did she just do?
Naru used a strange technique.
Naru then crammed strawberries into her mouth until her cheeks were puffed, almost like a squirrel stuffing acorns into its cheek pouch.
She was massacring the strawberries.
Whilst observing Naru, Brigitte signaled me by raising her thumb in my direction.
âThatâsâ¦.â
When we had infiltrated Pandemonium in order to break through to the Demon Kingâs Castle, we had created various signals in case we werenât able to speak freely.
It was our version of a secret language.
What did that signal mean again?
Was it the signal to watch her back because she needed to go to the bathroom?
As my face twisted in confusion, Brigitte sighed deeply before speaking.
âI have something to say, so come outside.â
âYou shouldâve said that earlier.â
* * *
Rumbleâ
Leaving Naru in the lab, we walked out to the balcony.
The bright Sunday warmth embraced our skin, creating a positive atmosphere, as Brigitte cautiously began to speak.
âNaru seems alright. Even though she went through something that shouldâve been traumatic, she wasnât surprised. Sheâs not just thick-skinned.â
Indeed.
I felt the same way.
For a child, it must have been quite shocking.
Truth was, many of the children that Cariote had saved from the sewers were undergoing psychological therapy at nearby churches or clinics.
They had been kidnapped by undead thieves and nearly became sacrifices for some necromancy ritual.
It wouldnât be strange for those memories to leave them traumatized for life.
If I had experienced something like that when I was young, I would have peed my pants and cried like nobody had done before.
In fact, it wouldnât have even taken me a second to piss my pants.
However, Naru was perfectly fine.
Not only was she sleeping well, but she was eating well too.
It was a massive relief.
Brigitte spoke.
âSeeing her reaction, it looked like Naru was used to situations like that. I donât think itâs the first time that sheâs been kidnapped.â
âReally?â
âTruthfully, Judas, thereâs probably many villains that are after your daughter. Just off the top of my head, there are at least ten. Tragic as it is, itâs probably likely that Naru hasnât been able to live a normal lifeâ¦â
Brigitte gazed at Naru through the glass of the balcony door with an expression of pity.
Indeed. If Brigitteâs words were true, Naru was pitiful.
âThatâs why Iâm thinking of giving Naru a familiar. Since youâre her father, I wanted to get your approval.â
âA familiar?â
âYeah. Something like this could happen to Naru again, so weâre giving her a bodyguard.â
Hmm.
I was well aware of the potential of a magicianâs familiar.
I myself have had my fair share of troubles while fighting against magicians because of their familiars.
Therefore, Brigitteâs suggestion was both reasonable and wise.
Naru having a familiar would be reassuring.
Aside from Naru thoughâ¦
âHow is Cecily doing?â
I discreetly asked a question.
Brigitte cocked her head in response.
âThe little brat from the Ragdoll family? Now that I think about it, she was kidnapped along with Naru. Since sheâs such a pampered little child, sheâs probably in shock. What about her?â
Crumpleâ
Brigitteâs eyes narrowed as she spoke.
âDonât tell me youâre thinking about kidnapping her and demanding a ransom, are you? You always give those sinister looks to those noble princesses. You were going to do what you did to the princess of Ordor, werenât you?â
âWhy would you bring up Ordor? Even though it might be true that I might have given those noble girls sinister looksâ¦â
I was only looking because they were pretty.
The nobles of this world seemed generally beautiful.
Was it because they ate well and wore nice clothes?
The fact that they could âbathe every dayâ in a world where perfumes and soaps were a luxury was likely a big factor.
Anyway.
It was difficult to tell Brigitte that Cecily could potentially be my daughter.
A momentary silence fell on the balcony.
âSorry for getting angry at you.â
Brigitte apologized.
To think she was apologizing just for getting angry at me.
âAre you talking about the time when you punched me in the face after you caught me trying to pickpocket you?â
âNo, not that.â
âOr are you talking about the time when you caught me raiding your underwear drawer?â
âNo, not that either. By the way, you raided my underwear drawer??â
â¦She didnât catch me.
As I pretended to be clueless, Brigitte let out a sigh.
Then she broke out into a giggle.
âI guess I was foolish for worrying about it, to begin with. I was apologizing for getting angry at you when I heard you were investigating my background.â
âDid something like that happen?â
I shrugged casually.
As I did so, Brigitte casually brushed her hair back by utilizing her fingers like a comb.
âThe Walpurgis family has been famous for producing magicians with âcolorâ over many generations and originated from an ancient past. Still, weâve declined over the last few years.â
âIs that so? As I thought, Brigitte, you were the daughter of a noble house.â
âThatâs right. While places like Central Freesia or the Ordor Kingdom of the West might not recognize my bloodline, weâre quite famous towards the eastern part of the continent. Almost everyone knows the ãColorless Walpurgisãâ
âThe Colorless Walpurgisâ¦â
I couldnât recall if I had ever heard the title.
Just as I began to suspect something was off, Brigitte spoke.
âThe descendants of our bloodline have been gifted with an affinity for light-colored magic. Thatâs why they tend to have lighter features in their hair and eyebrows. Iâm different though. Iâm even suspected to have been born out of wedlock.â
I see.
After having a child, they found that the child shared no resemblance to the father.
Therefore, they suspected that the child had been born out of wedlock.
âYou know whatâs funny? Even my mother who gave birth to me disliked me. It seemed that she felt it was unjust that she was demoted to a concubine because of me.â
I had never heard of this story before.
Although we had invaded the Demon Kingâs Castle together.
We werenât the type to spill our life stories to each other.
Brigitte was actually a lot closer to the soldiers.
Well, since they bathed together and even slept together, it was only natural.
On the other hand, I was closer to the cleric.
Come to think of it, she mentioned that a cleric was coming to this city.
Just when that thought came to mind, Brigitte spoke.
âHowâs your body doing?â
âMy body? Itâs fine for now. The medicine you gave me seems to be quite effective.â
âI created it by following the recipe our partyâs cleric used to use. Still, itâs probably better if you get proper treatment from a cleric. That guy, even though he had a shitty personality, he was definitely skilledâ¦â
âThatâs true. His skills were always top class.â
âMaybe heâll even be able to give us a solution to Naruâs problem.â
Just as I was processing Brigitteâs optimism, I heard a knock.
Knockâ Knockâ
Someone began to pound on the door to the laboratory.
When I opened the balcony door, I found that Naru had sprinted to the entrance and had begun opening it to let the guest in.
âA guest is here! Naru likes this guest! Naru knows these footstepsâ¦!â
Clackâ
Naru opened the door without even asking who it was.
Wouldnât she get kidnapped at this rate?
What if some bad person was waiting behind the door?
Still.
The person who was standing at the entrance was far from a âkidnapperâ.
âSageâ would be a better word to describe him.
â¦No, perhaps he might be better described as a monster.
âGreetings. I heard this was the laboratory of Brigitte von Walpurgis and have come to see her.â
He was bald.
His ears were long and pointy.
He had a beard.
And his eyes were golden.
It was a bald elf monk.
He is 25 years old.
Or so he claims, but it was clearly a lie.
It wasnât my place to say something like this, but how on earth could he claim to be twenty-five with a face like thatâ¦?
âOh holy shh, itâs Uncle Baldyâ¦!â
Naru stretched her arms in excitement.
In response, the man placed his palms together in prayer towards Naru.
âLittle lady, my name is not âbaldyâ. This little monk is from the Sect of the Ascending Sunlight named Enkidus. My bald head is meant to symbolize the radiant sun. If you have any interest in my craftâ.
âUncle Baldy!â
âEnkidus.â
âNaru likes Uncle Baldyâ¦! Dad always said that even if he wasnât able to trust anyone else in the entire world, he could definitely trust Uncle Baldyâ¦!â
âIs that so? Who is your father, little lady?â
âNaru is Judasâ daughter! My name is Naru Barjudas!â
âHo.. to think youâre the daughter of Judas. Iâve never heard of such a cute little lady ever being associated with Judas. The timingâ¦doesnât make sense. Did you steal this child from somewhere?â
âYeah! Dad said he stole Naru from underneath Momâs legs!â
âMay the blessings of God be with this girl who was stolen from her parentsâ. Iâm afraid our fate will continue to be intertwined, Judas.â
The monk was someone who was calm and always spoke in riddles.
There was no point in saying anything now, but this man was the priest who had accompanied us in our expedition to the Demon Kingâs Castle.
Wasnât it a common rule that the priest of a party on the way to defeat the Demon King was a beautiful and big-hearted Saint? Wouldnât traveling with a Saint also cleanse oneâs heart?
However, this wasnât the case within the continent of Pangea.
I only found out later that the Saint of the continent had been relegated to rank two in the party candidate list because of him.
His skills were far too good.
Fuck.
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