episode_0043

There was no need to think for long.

All the circumstantial evidence that was immediately revealed pointed to Agnes’ infantile regression, so there was only one thing the Deltans could do.

“… I meant it wasn’t here. Don’t cry.”

Soothe.

Deltan jumped up, picked up five-year-old Agnes, and patted her back in a familiar motion.

Then Agnes started to stop crying.

“Mom, where is it?”

“He went to work for a while. I came here to play with you all this time.”

There was no trace of anger in the Deltan’s voice.

Is there an explanation for how surprised Gerhart was when he heard that?

From the Deltan’s perspective, his experience caring for young patients while on Earth really paid off, but this was something Gerhart didn’t know.

“If you are good today, mom will come by night. So now, pop.”

Agnes’ trembling gradually subsided.

Deltan asked Gerhart while wiping his eyes with his free hand.

“Gerhart. How far have you come?”

“It only takes about half a day to reach your destination.”

“Half a day… .”

It was terrible.

Deltan was devastated by the reality of having to take care of five-year-old Agnes, who started crying as soon as she opened her eyes, all day long.

Nothing changed.

“Mom coming at night?”

I can’t throw this away. Since it cannot be removed from the body, it cannot be left to the maids.

Deltan had to be the daily nanny.

“… okay. It comes at night.”

“Who is your uncle?”

“Hebron, Delta.”

“I am Agnes!”

Five-year-old Agnes smiled brightly.

Deltan laughed with a lost face.

There was only one thought that came to mind.

Still, I’m glad that young Agnes doesn’t seem fussy.

*

‘cancellation.’

Deltan canceled his thoughts.

Young Agnes was picky.

That’s enough to count him among the top three children Deltan has ever met.

When asked what makes him picky, Deltans have only one answer.

‘That damn mother.’

Five-year-old Agnes Levadeine was extremely obsessed with everything about her mother.

In other words, she spoke and acted as if her mother was the truth of the world.

Even considering that he was a five-year-old child, it was serious.

“Mom said I shouldn’t be a picky eater!”

Agnes put pickles into Deltan’s sandwich.

And he said with an angry face.

“If you’re a picky eater, you’re a bad kid!”

“I am not a child. And this is not picky eating. Because pickles are not food.”

“It’s food! My sir!”

“It’s not tasty.”

Agnes’ face became red. I frowned.

Agnes, who was glaring at the Deltan as if she couldn’t hold back her anger, soon began to shed tears again.

Deltan felt the back of his neck being pulled.

“… I get it. You can eat it.”

The Deltan who said that closed his eyes and took a bite of his sandwich. After putting the pickle under his tongue, he chewed the rest and belatedly mixed the pickle into it and swallowed it in its original form.

Nevertheless, the sour taste in his mouth brought an image of arrogance to Deltan’s face.

Agnes then smiled broadly and tapped Deltan’s forehead.

“Use it well~.”

I don’t know what’s going on, but even eating gets stressful, so I get very irritated.

However, I couldn’t criticize Agnes.

Hebron, the Delta.

He was a man who became extremely weak in front of children.

Agnes’ atrocities continued thereafter.

“If you eat it all, it’s chica chicka! Otherwise, mom will be sad!”

“What should I do… No, yes. I have to brush my teeth.”

“Wow! And again!”

Five-year-old Agnes was very talkative.

And all those words had to do with my mother.

What kind of person is your mother, what did you do with your mother yesterday, what did you do with your mother the day before yesterday, and what will you do with your mother tomorrow?

Deltan felt like he was going into neurosis as the story continued without even realizing how pretty his mother was, how kind she was, and how good she smelled.

Deltan thought.

‘Why are you so clueless?’

If you frown like this, I wish you would stop.

I just wish I could take naps more often.

Agnes, who may or may not have known such a sign, giggled at the Deltan’s impression and massaged his face.

If there were wrinkles between the eyebrows, he would press them to straighten them out, the corners of his mouth would drop down, and he would even massage his cheeks.

Deltan looked at Agnes quietly.

The plump cheeks are red. There is no shadow whatsoever around the cherry-colored eyes. The hand that was pressing my face was small, and the laughter that burst out was full of pure energy.

Her pretty appearance was no different from the adult Agnes, but everything else was different from now.

‘Were you more energetic when you were younger? Oh, you said that your illness began to show when you were ten years old. That damn personality is probably the 7th princess’s fault.’

The growth environment is this important.

Deltan realized that fact again and spoke to Agnes, who was now pinching her lips.

“… Don’t you take a nap?”

“Is it nap time?”

“uh.”

Agnes looked out the car window.

The sun was shining brightly.

If you think about it a little, you could tell that what he said was a lie, but children of this age did not know the concept of ‘being deceived.’

Agnes moved slowly and laid her head on Deltan’s thigh and said.

“Lullaby!”

“… What?”

“Sing me a lullaby! You have to listen to a lullaby when you sleep! Mom always sang me a lullaby!”

Agnes’ eyes were clouded.

No, it was shiny.

The eyes were filled with anticipation.

Deltan suddenly became resentful of Duchess Levadein, whom he had never met.

Meanwhile, my head was busy.

I was torn between the shame that would come from singing a lullaby to Agnes and the stress that would come from caring for her while she was awake.

The answer came out pretty easily.

‘How can I handle this anymore?’

It would have been a hundred times better to end it in a moment of embarrassment.

Deltan spoke to Gerhart with bright eyes.

“Don’t listen.”

“Please close my ears.”

Just right.

When Deltan snapped his fingers, blue mana emerged and seeped into Gerhart’s ears.

It was a magic that temporarily paralyzed the subject’s hearing.

After that, Deltan looked down at Agnes.

“Is it true that you can sleep if you sing a lullaby?”

“Wow! Call me the stars and the moon!”

Has the song even been decided?

Fortunately, it was a famous children’s song from the islands that even Deltans knew.

Deltan closed his eyes.

I put down my own personality a little bit.

After taking several deep breaths, the voice that came out became stiff.

“One star… .”

“You can’t call me! Again!”

Blood welled up on Deltan’s forehead.

*

It was when Agnes said ‘again’ about four times that Deltan realized that I was doing something irrational.

He then remembered what he had forgotten about comforting the child.

Unlike in the past when he was a doctor on Earth, he now had magic.

Agnes fell asleep.

As it is a magical sleep, I will not wake up for another few hours.

Deltan sighed with a tired face.

“The taste of pickles still lingers in my mouth.”

“… Thank you for your hard work.”

Gerhart said and stopped the car.

The destination had been reached.

“For a devil, he’s quiet, but he lives.”

The place we arrived at was a rocky mountain.

It was a place characterized by a blank landscape with so few trees that one could count them at a glance.

When Deltan got out of the car with Agnes in his arms, the hounds became silent.

Meanwhile, Cargo said.

He still looked haggard.

“It appears to be inside that rocky mountain. He’s probably hiding in a cave or something. Please explore the detailed location yourself.”

“Thank you for your hard work. Kaltara. Pobbler. Just follow me, the other two, stay here.”

As Deltan said that, Kaltara and Pobler started walking behind him.

It was about 10 minutes after walking that Kaltara opened her mouth.

“The princess is cute!”

“Isn’t it cute? this? Don’t be ridiculous. I guarantee you that if I had left it up to you, you would have thrown it on the floor in less than 10 minutes.”

“Hmm! That makes sense! Because I hate children!”

“Leader, it is rude to the princess.”

“You’re sleeping!”

As Kaltara laughed arrogantly, Pobler took a step back.

Deltan was afraid that Agnes would wake up, so he cast a ‘mute’ spell on her ears.

Should I say I’m glad I didn’t worry too much about sleeping?

Although it must have been quite uncomfortable to move around while being held in one’s arms, five-year-old Agnes was sleeping well without much movement.

Deltan thought that this was because he often slept in this way.

There is a high probability that it will be a duchess.

‘I don’t particularly remember hearing anything about my mom.’

Looking back, even though I liked my mother so much, I don’t remember ever hearing a story about her while I was with her.

Even though he often talks about other personal things and his father.

Deltan, who had been looking at Agnes for no reason because of that, quickly shook off his thoughts.

‘… It’s my business to know.’

Curiosity kills the cat.

Deltan was a person who quite liked that proverb.

He decided not to be curious about useless things.

What follows is walking without saying a word.

Hiking was essential as we searched for demons hiding somewhere on the rocky mountain, but no one here would lose stamina by climbing the mountain.

“Kaltara. Can you see the cave?”

“I can’t see it from here!”

“Boss, I found one.”

Povler said.

What his fingertips were pointing towards was a rock with the top cut off as if it had been cut by a knife.

Deltan snapped his fingers.

Just right.

Goggles made of mana were placed over the Deltan’s eyes.

The goggles blinked and magnified the area Deltan was looking at.

Surely, as Fobler said, there was something like the entrance to a cave.

“I think that’s right. Let’s go first. Kaltara, get ready.”

When the command was given, Kaltara bent down and crawled on all fours.

Deltan naturally climbed onto her waist.

This was a method he sometimes used when traveling over rugged terrain.

“Boss! Hold on tight!”

“Wait.”

Just right.

Deltan snapped his fingers.

A translucent membrane surrounded the bodies of the three people.

It was used to block the wind that would rush in when Kaltara ran.

“Let’s go.”

With those words as a signal, Kaltara’s muscles swelled.

Tendons sprouted from above, and the floor began to dent.

“I’m going!”

bang!

As soon as Kaltara took a step, the scenery changed in an instant.

There was no sense that the scenery was passing by in an instant.

When I came to my senses, I was in front of a cave.

It was a speed exceeding the speed of sound.

One step later, a long sound of air being torn apart began to echo from the spot where Kaltara had passed.

Deltan covered his ears.

“It’s fast.”

The thought that there was nothing better than the Kaltara as a vehicle passed through his mind.