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I covered my bright red face with both hands. It was obvious from my reaction that I really didn’t want the children around me to have heard too much.
“Pa…”
My face felt hot against my hands. I attempted to hide my face, but it was futile because my face was bigger than my hands so I couldn’t hide behind my hands.
‘Then I will only cover my eyes.’
If I can’t see them, then they can’t see me either.
Once my eyes closed behind the palm of my hands, darkness akin to the night sky invaded my sense of sight.
‘As I don’t see them, I feel comfortable!’
I knew this logic was incorrect, but I wanted to turn away from reality by hypnotizing myself to believe I had succeeded in turning away by closing my eyes, and pressed the palms of my small hands against them.
“What’s your sister doing?”
Yuric ridiculed.
“What are you doing?”
Dietrich’s voice is heard right after. It’s hard to tell whether they’re smiling or sighing.
“Wake up.”
He came over to me. He put his hand under my arm and lifted me up just like he had done before.
‘This child is quite strong.’
It doesn’t seem tiring to lift me up, but then again, Lancel never did say that I was heavy.
Dietrich soon reached out to my hands and began to remove it from my face.
“Pa?” (What are you doing?)
His eyes glance at the pink ear I was wearing today.
‘I’m embarrassed!’
The back of my neck felt heated from the embarrassment. Dietrich eyes skim over clothes carefully and then mumbles quietly to himself.
“It doesn’t smell.”
“Pa?”
“…… Should I change her diapers?”
‘Urgh!’
I inhale in shock after hearing the child talk to himself about the problem. Lancel was used to changing diapers, but Dietrich was very reluctant.
‘Besides, I can’t change my diapers normally!’
If my diaper was dirty, I would have burned all my clothes.
No, I’m glad I can’t burn clothes. I would have otherwise burned myself too.
‘If you look at what you did to Yuric…’
Besides, it’s not like it needs to be replaced every time you fart. My diaper was fluffy with the condition that Lancel had changed before.
I struggled to get out of Dietrich’s hold but he tightened the hand holding me so I wouldn’t escape.
“Pa?”
“!” (Don’t want to!)
“No?”
Dietrich understood what I meant. I nodded loudly at his question.
Then Dietrich, who had been waiting for a long time, tilts his head and urges me.
‘Don’t look so cute!’
“Why?”
“Pa?”
“You don’t have a cookie?”
Hearing Dietrich’s question, I rolled my eyes, looked closely at his teeth.
‘… I can’t help it.’
I eventually took out my gold bottle instead of a cookie. It would be difficult if Dietrich had a bad feeling for me.
“Pa.” (receive it.)
I threw the milk, I didn’t want to give it to him. Dietrich just frowned, he wasn’t interested in receiving it and instead looked at me.
‘Didn’t you ask me before?’
I wave my hands back and forth, holding the bottle to get it.
“Pappa!” (Get it quickly!)
‘Hey, I’m not scared.’
At least he wasn’t as scary as I thought because he didn’t take my life, which could have been taken as a result of his own mistake.
My villainous brother isn’t as villainous as I thought.
I decided to treat Dietrich a little more comfortably. Of course, it probably was a wrong decision that I might come to regret shortly thereafter.