episode_0161

For exactly five years, Agnes lived with a Deltan on the top floor of a building in Manhattan.

Humans are animals of adaptation.

It would be absurd to apply this proposition to Agnes, who has now become a devil… In any case, Agnes had become a perfect American citizen to the point where she didn’t even think about it during those days unless it was to return to the island and say hello.

And today was the day Agnes’ citizenship came out.

[Agnes Musher.]

Musher.

Why was it so strange to see a Deltan’s ID card with the name of the Earth as their last name? Agnes smiled with a curious sentiment.

“Mom, me too!”

When Aria stretched out her hand, Agnes handed her the citizenship.

Aria, now five years old, was a very pretty child with red hair and pink eyes. She was playful, just like her, and had a strong sense of pride, like Deltans.

“Now, here.”

When Agnes handed her her ID card, Aria smiled brightly and accepted it.

“Is it mine?”

“It’s my mom’s.”

“What’s mine?”

“Aria needs to be a little bigger to come out.”

Aria’s cheeks swelled.

Well, the princess must be in trouble again.

If it were my daughter, the Deltan who couldn’t use her own feet would have immediately gotten angry and suffered, but Agnes had no choice.

“Don’t babies play with things like this?”

Agnes rested her chin on the tea table and took out her ID card.

Aria was startled and stretched her hand above her head, but when she couldn’t reach her ID card, she looked very upset and trembled.

“I’m going to tell everything to my dad!”

“Mom is stronger than dad?”

“Dad is stronger!”

“Really?”

Aria was shocked and made a duck lip.

Aria seemed to already know who the most powerful person in this family was.

‘You’re cute.’

I know I shouldn’t do this to my child.

However, Agnes could hardly stop playing.

Is it inevitable that the more I love someone, the more I bully them? Or maybe I do this because their sulky face resembles that of a Deltan and I want to see that face more.

Whatever it was, Agnes had to feel a little troubled by the growing playfulness.

“Eeee… !”

Aria trembled.

Agnes giggled and picked Aria up in her arms.

“Now, our princess?”

Aria gradually began to stop crying.

I don’t know if it would be right to say this to her daughter, but in Agnes’ opinion, Aria was truly an ‘easy girl’.

This kind of thing makes me worry because it resembles the Delta people.

“Maybe I like you.”

“Wow… ?”

Aria glanced up.

It was that kind of moment.

“Madam.”

Gerhart brought refreshments.

Like Agnes, Gerhardt, who had adapted to Earth, began calling her ‘Madam’.

Gerhart’s passion these days is baking.

“Snack!”

Aria jumped up and down.

Gerhart smiled happily and placed the refreshments on the table.

“This is your favorite apple cookie.”

“I told you to stop giving me that.”

“It will be okay since you are in your prime.”

Agnes sighed deeply.

Gerhart, who had once been on her side, changed course as soon as Aria was born.

The reason was that she had to show respect to Hebron’s successor, but in Agnes’ view, it was clear that Gerhat simply cared about the child.

Even thinking about how he treated Eril, who would be managing the duke’s residence by now.

‘They said they lost their daughter to the devil.’

It must have been about two years ago, when Gerhart hinted at something about the past.

It is said that Gerhart’s daughter, who lived as a forest hunter, was killed by the devil.

Gerhart, who came out into the world that day to seek revenge, said that the first people he met were Deltans.

How can we criticize Gerhart for liking Aria after hearing about her past?

‘There is no one on my side.’

Agnes chuckled.

“Delicious!”

Aria smiled brightly and expressed joy.

It was that moment.

“I came.”

The Deltans are back.

Agnes and Aria stood up at the same time.

“Welcome.”

“Dad!”

Aria rushed over and was hugged by Deltan, who smiled brightly at that.

Deltan had a cake box in his hand.

“Did you buy it?”

“uh.”

Deltan said as he handed over the cake.

“It’s Christmas.”

Today is Christmas Eve.

It was a very meaningful day for the two.

*

For a young Deltan, Christmas Eve was always a cold and hungry day.

When I grew older and wasn’t hungry, it was a day to ponder the painful past.

It was the same when Deltan became an adult and fell into [Evil Lore].

Deltans hated Christmas Eve the most of the year.

‘however… .’

How did things change like this?

“I’m going to eat cake!”

“I have to eat rice first.”

“Gerhart!”

“You must eat rice first.”

“Wooo!!!”

Agnes and Aria are arguing at the dinner table.

Gerhart was standing still and smiling happily.

Deltan looked out the window beyond the figure.

Christmas in Manhattan is colorful.

Colorful LED lights, a large tree, and many people out for Christmas come together to create a warm atmosphere in this cold winter.

For some reason, Deltan’s heart was touched and he made a blank face.

Only now, Deltans can exist in this landscape.

“Deltain?”

Agnes asked.

“… I was thinking about something else for a moment.”

After saying that and picking up the silverware, Agnes chuckled.

“I’m so dazed today.”

“There are days like this too.”

“Is it that day?”

“What are you saying in front of the child?”

“Gerhart! Explain what that day is!”

“This is something you don’t have to know.”

“Profit!”

Aria sulked as much as she could.

Deltan burst out laughing.

A child who is so similar to his own pride that he rarely likes to be treated as a child is indescribably adorable.

Deltan stood up and stroked Aria’s head.

“When you grow up, you will know a lot of things. So, let’s eat a lot of delicious food today and sleep well.”

Eternal Contract.

I am thankful that he behaves so normally even though he is a child who is called by that name.

I hope that I can become an adult in an environment that is no different from other children.

“Wooh… .”

Aria became sullen.

That image reminds me of things from the past before I had Aria.

Day after day, I thought about how I could be a good father.

In the end, I couldn’t find the answer at the time, but now that I think about it, it was a really useless worry.

‘It’s not about being a good father.’

It is becoming.

If you have a love for your child and want to do anything for him, you will be a good father.

“So Aria.”

Deltan said.

“You must not leave any bell peppers.”

Suddenly, Aria put the green peppers she had picked out on the plate again.

Aria flinched.

Agnes narrowed her eyes and asked.

“I shouldn’t point out your picky eating, right?”

Deltan also flinched.

Years of experience help us anticipate what will come next.

‘Would you like to eat some pickles?’

“Would you like to eat some pickles?”

As expected, the Deltan’s brow twitched.

“If you eat pickles, I’ll eat green peppers too!”

Aria makes a deal.

Have you ever seen such a treacherous princess?

Arya began to smirk as the Deltan narrowed his eyes.

It was clearly a form of touching on the Deltan pride that has not faded at all even after so much time has passed.

“Can I make such a promise carelessly?”

Deltan spoke like a CEO sitting at the negotiating table.

It was the same with Aria.

“I don’t make losing trades!”

Indeed, she has the spirit to be called the only daughter of Hebron, the Delta.

However, perhaps because he is a child, he does not seem to know the horrors of the world.

“Then let’s do it.”

Deltan sat down again.

Aria’s complexion hardened.

“G, are you really eating it?”

“Then you won’t eat it?”

Deltan picked a pickle with his fork.

Aria’s hands are clenched, showing tension.

Dear daughter, please experience the horror of reality.

Deltan closed his eyes tightly and took a bite of the pickle.

He swallowed it right away without chewing and showed off his clean mouth.

It was safe to say that shaking the fork was a kind of ceremony.

how is it?

When she said that with her eyes, Aria’s complexion turned pale.

“Wow, Aria needs to eat green peppers now, right?”

Agnes said playfully.

Does it ring? No, Aria wasn’t going to cry.

She inherited the pride of Hebron, the Delta, so deeply.

If you cry like this, you will lose.

It was obvious that Aria was thinking something like that.

In fact, a look of resentment appeared on his face.

“S, because a game is a game!”

Phew!

Aria picked up a green pepper with a fork and brought it to her mouth with trembling hands.

indeed.

As the Deltan looked at him with interest, Aria quickly took a bite of the green pepper.

“Oh.”

Agnes exclaimed.

Aria chewed the green pepper with tears in her eyes.

Finally, I swallow it.

“Oh, I ate it!”

He seemed quite proud of his actions as his shoulders were raised high.

Deltans gave a standing ovation for their courage, which they had no choice but to acknowledge.

“Great.”

“Hmph! This is it!”

Aria smiled crookedly, as if she liked being praised.

At that moment, a carol rang out.

Gerhart played the audio.

“Is it already that time?”

“It’s eight o’clock in the evening.”

Top floor of a Manhattan building.

The Musher family’s Christmas Eve celebration was at eight o’clock in the evening, and it was time for Aria to feel sleepy.

Deltan chuckled and nodded.

And as the eyes of the family sitting around the table turned towards him, he pursed his lips.

“Merry Christmas.”

The face of the Delta person speaking is full of peace.

Deltans no longer hated Christmas.