No. 271
I looked at the Duke Amity with a stiff face. I did, but after I confirmed that he really had memories of his first life, it seemed like my heart rattled.
When there was a wave in the shopping street, Duke Amity was holding my wrist.
At that time, did he see the kaleidoscope lamp that floated in my head? Or do you know anything more than a kaleidoscope?
What is the illusion talking about? Do you think of your first life little by little with the kaleidoscope? Since when do you know? Why did you come to ask if you are really harassing the people on a fake subject?
Questions and anxiety were randomly tangled in my head.
'Calm down!'
With my eyes wide open, I tried to dispel my anxiety.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
If you take it off, it's all right.
Duke Amity is even rumored to die if he tells a lie, but no one believes even the words ‘I saw it in a fantasy, but I think Young Lady Dubbleed is my daughter.’
'If Duke Amity is sane, he can never say that.'
Isn't it like the person who stepped out and advertised that I was a lunatic?
“I see a fantasy that you call me father.”
……Is it crazy?
I looked at the Duke pretending to be awesome. It wasn't that difficult to make up my facial expressions, since I was truly stunned.
Even if it's cool enough to close his mouth, Duke Amity was really a powerful enemy.
“It was the right child. You can't even imagine now.”
“……”
“I was a child who knew how to regard the pain of people as your pain, shared a piece of bread in your arms, and I knew how to think of the desperate surroundings before personal desires.”
“….…”
“Such you called me father. With a truly happy expression.”
He looked at me without hesitation. As if you overlap me in the first life and me now
“LeBlaine, so what I want to say……”
“I am.”
"What?"
“I don’t know what I’m saying to you, sir. I do.”
“……”
“Was I really happy in your fantasy?”
The eyes of Duke Amity waved, and I muttered powerlessly.
“I don’t think I am.”
“……”
At that time, I was a really good child. A very good child who was desperate because the first parents were so precious.
I'm probably a bad kid in this life. No, it will be. I have become more important than others, my family's smile is more important than others' eagerness, and I am allergic to words like justice and sacrifice.
Still, I was happier now. It was better to be a bad child than to be a good child.
“I know how difficult it is to define Gongzanmi. Being just and good is being praised because it is difficult. So Duke Amity is a really cool person, but he is.”
“……”
“You wouldn't touch my forehead all night, like my dad, set aside 10 days when I was sick. Because he is a person whose values other than me are much more important.”
“……”
“My dad is a bad person in the world. He's a fool for me. Because he is a person who has no value more than his children.”
“……”
“That's why I don't want to be Duke Amity's daughter.”
Duke Amity was silent. He looked at me with a strange expression. It seemed embarrassing, and a very confused expression that seemed to be unfair.
“Lev.”
I raised my head as a voice heard from afar. It was my dad.
"Ah!"
Instantly, my expression brightened, and I ran to him. As I approached his knees, he held me in a flash.
In the air, Duke Amity's gaze collides with my Dad.
Duke Amity's gaze at me in my father's arms trembled. He said to me, who had sweetened his lips several times.
“See you again.”
Dad replied on my behalf.
"Gibberish."
“……It looks like your family needed something for me.”
'What?'
How did you know that?
I opened my eyes wide, and Duke Amity said to my dad, keeping his gaze fixed at me.
"I don't know what you're trying to get from me, but Zuma."
Really? So if you ask me to cry, will you cry?
As I opened my eyes round, Duke Amity nodded, as if answering my questions.
“However, there are conditions.”
A cold wind blew between me and my dad when I heard the words that followed.
* * *
That night. I looked at my brothers who returned home with narrow eyes.
'No matter how much I think about it, it's Ishak.'
The one who was caught by the Duke Amity.
John and Henry were too thorough. Although Duke Amity might have noticed, it would have made it impossible to be sure it was Dubbleed.
Ishak looked at me with a confused expression.
"Why?"
“What are you doing to Duke Amity?”
“What are you doing. You said you need tears. So I did something that made me cry.”
“Because you’re doing exactly that.”
“Duke Amity bought children who were obviously not going to do anything. I told them to stick their eyeballs.”
“What?”
“If you make a fire or sprinkle pepper, it will make a little tear, but it will not be enough to bring it in a bottle. However, when the eyeballs are stabbed, something flows one after another, whether it is blood or tears.”
He was very elated. I was stunned and puffed my mouth.
"Fool! Because of this, you notice that Duke Amity is suspicious!”
As I was spirited, Ishak shook his hand as if unfairly.
“I wasn't caught. They've been cracking down on the kids very thoroughly.”
However, my family and myself looked at him with disbelief.
I sighed and told my brothers what happened today.
It is said that Duke Amity came to visit me and saw me in my first life in a fantasy.
And he knew that Dubbleed had what he needed, and he said he would give me if I wanted, and even the conditions.
“……You say you'll be with the little one for a day?”
Ishak frowned, and the other family members didn't look good.
I hum, and sigh.
“It's not all day, but exactly half a day because it's only while the sun rises.”
“Tell me not to say bullshit for half a day or anything.”
“If it's outside the radius of 2km, you can attach any number of escorts, and even if you have long-distance movement. If Kunjak is in doubt, you can run away anytime.”
Asked Henri, who narrowed his eyebrows.
“You are going to go?”
“The conditions are tight?”
"What?"
“Look bar. If Duke Amity is in doubt, you can run away anytime.”
I smiled and grinned.
“Maria that doubts are subjective. Duke Amity, who stays together for about an hour and then runs away with a strange reason, is something that can't be helped.”
If I take just an hour to get my tears, I can go back to my old body.
Ishark said with a fat expression.
“What if the duke changes his words and says he can’t listen?”
“A strict goal that can never change words.”
He's a man who can't lie even though he's going to take his life. Because his own ideals are so precious.
Henry looked at his dad.
“Do you believe Duke Amity’s words?”
“I don't believe in Duke Amity, but..."
He looked at me.
“I believe in my child.”
I laughed and hugged my dad's neck.
'Look, I'm much happier now.'
What I wanted wasn't a heroic father that everyone praised. I wanted a father who believed in his children, even though he was anxious and afraid.
So I never wanted to lose myself today.
* * *
Duke Amity looked at the child walking out with a grimy expression, like a child being dragged to the dentist.
He sighed as he saw himself waiting at the entrance to the forest.
The Duke, leaning on the tree, asked, correcting his posture.
“You must have lost your sleep.”
“Yes. It’s because it’s too late to come out.”
“……”
The child was overly honest. She frowned, saying she really didn't want to come out, while she walked away.
I thought she wouldn't like meeting today. Nevertheless, confirmation was needed.
Is the affection that I feel every time I see a child in a fantasy, is it an illusion or is it real?
After the shopping street incident, I kept seeing the illusion of a child.
When I pass the Temple, I think of fifteen children walking around while holding a pack of books and noticing.
In an empty room in my mansion, when I met my eyes, I remembered a child laughing at Bash.
In the shopping district, in the Imperial Palace, and in the altar...…
[Oh, you are here, Father.]
[It's raining suddenly...… I'm sorry. I came without telling you...…]
[Ah, father!…… No. It wasn't really. I'm sorry.]
At that time, my heart was strangely aching. He couldn't figure out why, so he needed time with the child.
This forest was the most thrilling place among the places where fantasy protrudes.
Wenton Forest.
There was no money to go into the shopping street, but those who needed a way to live were doing business in small huts or stalls.
“Shall we eat first.”
“Come to eat. With my dad.”
“Would you like to drink juice?”
“I drank. With my dad.”
“I have a bookstore nearby, should I go to the bookstore?”
“I bought a lot of books with my dad.”
There was no corner to talk about.
After walking silently for a long time, Duke Amity glanced at the child.
“Do you hate me so much?”
“Yes.”
“……”
“Why?”
“……No."
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