Chapter Chapter 119: 14. To the world of farming! (1/2)
14. To the world of farming!
#1 Their story: A certain daughter’s story.
“Uwuuuu……”
The fabric covering the windows were cleared away and the bright sunlight attacked my face.
“It’s time to get up.”
And with it came Dad’s voice.
“Five more minutes……”
And I said the same thing I always say whenever I hear that voice.
And,
“How about no?”
Whoosh!
Dad decisively steals away my precious blanket.
“N, nooo……”
Blankets are important.
They’re warm. They’re soft.
If you duck underneath them you can block the attack of the sunlight, and defend against Dad’s attacks that threaten to wake me up.
“Hnnnnghhh……”
But I couldn’t regain the blankets again.
No matter much I reached out for the blankets, as small as I was there would be no way I could grab the blankets that were in Dad’s hands.
“Five more… five more minutes……”
But just because I lost my blankets that didn’t mean that my sleepiness would be going anywhere.
Five minutes. Just five more minutes and this sleepiness would run away~
“You said five more minutes last time and you didn’t get up.”
I did. The reason that sleepiness can be banished is because I can keep sleeping.
Last time I overslept as well and missed breakfast.
So I was scolded by Dad.
“I won’t do it this time……”
Angry Dad is scary.
He won’t take my hand even if I hold it out for him.
He won’t pat my head.
He won’t wipe me down after we finish bathing either.
He won’t hug me even when I get close to him, and run far away.
He says he doesn’t like me at those times.
That… is really scary.
So really, just five more minutes.
I’ll get up after just five more minutes of lying down.
“I’ll bring in your big sister if you keep lying around like that?”
“I’m up! Ellie’s up! You don’t have to call in big sis!”
Big sis is scary.
Normally she takes care of me really well but when she’s scolding me she’s even scarier than Dad.
Big sis doesn’t get angry like Dad does.
She doesn’t scold me, and she doesn’t ignore me, either.
She just lightly flicks my forehead.
But it hurts.
It really hurts.
It’s not that I can’t endure pain because I’m too young.
It’s just that… big sis’s flicks really hurt.
Not just me, but the other naughty children of the village, and the drunk village mister.
And the wild boars that sneakily ate our hard-reared crops.
And although no one else knew, the orcs that were going to invade our village couldn’t even fight back against big sis’s finger flick, and were all beaten.
The only one that can stand up to big sis’s finger flicks is Dad.
“Are you awake?”
“Mm, I’m awake. I’m awake……”
For a moment I cried a bit. She’s a good big sister… but she’s scary.
“Alright, time for breakfast.”
Dad pulled me into a hug, wiped my tears and stroked my head.
Dad’s hugs are as warm as a blanket so I nearly dozed off again, but since I didn’t know when big sis would running in I shook my head and chased away the sleepiness.
“Wiing? Ya here Ellis? Let’s eat! Soup tastes the best when it’s hot!”
Big sis yelled, having arrived before us, and was sitting on the chair and swinging her legs.
You have to be careful when big sis swings around her arms and legs like that.
It hurts just getting hit by those legs.
Really!
“Here you are.”
“Thanks, Dad!”
“There, there.”
I got a bowl of warm soup, bread, and vegetables.
Vegetables aren’t tasty, but when you sprinkle Dad’s homemade sauce over them they get unbelievably delicious.
“It’s sho good!”
“It’s sho good!”
“Ellis, I told you not to copy the way Aru talks……”
“Awu!”
Dad’s finger flick landed cleanly on my forehead.
It doesn’t hurt like big sis’s does, but my forehead turned a bit red.
“I’m sorry……”
“There, there.”
Feeling Dad’s hand pat my head, I ate my breakfast.
Dad’s good at cooking, too.
No matter how awful the ingredients taste, the moment the go through Dad’s hands, they change into a tasty meal.
Dad’s amazing.
Our Dad’s the best dad ever!
***
“Mm… hmm……”
Ellis’ small hand diligently moved her fork as she ate her salad.
Cute. Little children are cute.
-Dint ya say ya didn’t like kids?
-Those weren’t people.
The children I knew weren’t children at all.
The imperial princess who was two years younger than Ellis was already batshit insane, and the kids in the organization that were similar in age to her were also monsters that didn’t deserve to be called people.
But our Ellis is different!
I warmly looked over Ellis who was soon turning twelve.
“Does it taste good?”
“Yes, Dad!”
Her pure smile pierced my heart.
Ahh, simple and pure children are cute.
To the point that I was proud of the past me that debated whether to abandon her or not but brought her along in the end.
-And who’sa one that stopped owner that was seriously gonna abandon her?
-Thank you, goddess.
-Hmph, if you know then bring me more delicious food!
“Moar!”
The metal bat stretched out a hand that held an empty bowl that had once contained soup.
“Sure, sure.”
“Ah, me, me too!”
Ellis scarfed down the remnants of her soup and held her empty bowl out to me as well.