Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 115

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Chapter 115. When People Rush, They Can Go Too Far (3)
“Kyaaaaaaah!”
“Uwaaaaaaah!”
“Moooooother!”
“What is all this commotion!”
Croa, Shirley, and I were shrieking in terror when Marshmallow arrived late and blamed us for the noise.
“Please sit down. Even if you scream, class will begin.”
“But Marshmallow! My hair!”
“Your hair? What about it?”
The man who had been eyeing me strangely asked if I had dyed my hair. When I said I hadn’t dyed anything and that my hair had suddenly turned white, Marshmallow examined my locks with a suspicious expression.
“The roots… they’re white too. And when I rub the ends… there’s no dye on them.”
“Drop the suspicion! Why would I joke about something like this!”
“How could I not be suspicious of someone who released a dog in the classroom to skip class?”
“That was April Fools’ Day! It was a joke!”
I only pulled that stunt once three years ago, yet he’s still holding a grudge. This guy really does hold onto resentment as long as Croa does.
“You dyed your hair to surprise us, didn’t you?”
“Why would I do that! It damages the hair!”
“I don’t think you had time to dye it. Your hair was perfectly fine when you left.”
Oh, my Shirley! My friend! You’re taking my side!
“Besides, you wouldn’t go to such trouble for a prank that yields no benefit.”
Oh, my Croa! My fiancé! Please stop listing things that I can’t tell are my strengths or weaknesses!
“How strange. This is quite sudden.”
“Pisha, did you eat something wrong today?”
“Or perhaps… you’ve been cursed?”
What curse could possibly befall me! I’m just a Princess, not the Emperor!
Of course, I did establish the Air Force, invaded Media, formed a marriage alliance with Croa which made me unpopular in various places, many people disapprove of my friendship with Nanakda and the Young Hero, my maternal family is Lorowi so there could be resentment from that, and I did hastily establish a Newspaper Company which drew the ire of other media outlets.
“There are… quite a few places where I could have made enemies.”
“If you permit it, shall I investigate?”
No, that’s enough. This doesn’t seem like something we should discuss among ourselves. I decided to keep this from spreading to too many people and meet only with Father privately.
Since Marshmallow had already found out, I agreed to let him accompany me. I sent word that I wanted to meet only with Father, excluding the Chief Chamberlain and Choco, then wrapped the shawl Marshmallow had hastily brought around my head and headed to the Emperor’s Office in the Main Palace.
“What in the world is this…”
“…”
“I can’t even guess what kind of trouble you’ve gotten into.”
“Whimper.”
Father looked at my now-white head and sighed deeply. He reached into his inner pocket as if searching for cigarettes, then realized he couldn’t smoke in front of me and simply clenched his fist.
“Apart from a curse, is there nothing else you can think of? There must be something you did differently than usual.”
“Whimper…”
Something different than usual? I’ve been going out frequently lately, performed rituals for wheat and barley growth, and had frequent contact with external divine forces…
“Ah, Lorowi!”
“Now that you mention it, you said you met that family’s deity at the Empress Palace.”
“That’s right! Lately I’ve been so absorbed in alchemy collaboration with Lorowi that I completely forgot!”
“…Alchemy?”
Father’s eyebrows twitched, and his expression rapidly darkened. Had I said something wrong? Or was the problem that I hadn’t mentioned it until now? Would he stop making that terrifying face if I came clean right this instant?
“Well, you see, Lorowi is indeed skilled at explosions, but he said alchemy is the concept that represents his specialty, and everything about how Mother was strangely powerful—it was all just the effects of taking drugs.”
“Damn it! So that’s why!”
Oh no, please don’t be angry.
Seeing Father so furious made me wonder if it was my fault, and fear gripped me. Despite my efforts not to cry, tears began streaming down my cheeks. Eventually, overwhelmed by sorrow, I burst into loud sobs, and Father quickly scooped me up and gently rocked me back and forth.
“I’m not angry at you, Princess. I’m just a bit frustrated that you didn’t tell me sooner.”
“Waaaah! Prisoner, you already look so scary, and when you make that angry face, you’re absolutely terrifying!”
“My face is at fault, then. You’ve done nothing wrong, Princess.”
After being rocked back and forth for a long time, I finally stopped crying. Still upset that I’d cried out of fear at Father’s angry expression, I pounded his shoulder hard while nestled in his embrace.
“Sniff, but why were you so angry?”
“I’ve actually been investigating the information Pisha gave me this whole time.”
Huh? What information did I give him?
Seeing my complete confusion, Father sighed a frustrated breath saying “Sigh, blockhead…” and brought up something from long ago.
“When you made Aelset and Lorowi fight, didn’t you mention that Lorowi was purchasing strange items through Media?”
“Oh, yeah. Right, I think I did mention that.”
“I obtained the list and tried combining them myself, but they only produced ordinary stamina-boosting effects. Thanks to that, I was able to work through the night for three days straight.”
Wait? Why does this sound familiar? Long ago, when Father had been pulling all-nighters for days, his office was littered with suspicious empty drink glasses, and Choco kept making something with a shaking motion—wasn’t that around that time?
“No, why are you experimenting on your own body! Are you insane!”
“I suspected it was tree root containing natural tramadol, but when I tried it, there was nothing particularly special about it. If alchemy can create drugs with completely different effects, then it makes sense.”
No wonder he wouldn’t let me eat it! He was testing mysterious, unidentified drugs on his own body?!
“What if you die doing that!”
“It passed the poison-testing spirit stone. And people don’t usually die from eating strange things they pick up.”
“If you die, what am I supposed to do alone! You idiot, you fool, you stupid mutt Prisoner, you trash of a person!”
Imagining Father’s death made me sorrowful, and I cried out loudly. Father said “Here we go again” as if exasperated and gently rocked me back and forth.
“More importantly, the fact that you met Lorowi again means you entered a restricted area.”
“Eek!”
Father grabbed my chin and told me to stop doing things I’m told not to do, making my mouth into a fish-like shape as he rapidly fired his opinions at me.
“I have a suspicion about why your head is so strong too, don’t I? If you don’t come clean about everything, I’ll punish you.”
“Ugh, w-what kind of punishment?”
“I’ll send you to university.”
“Kyaaaah!”
Marshmallow is the culprit! You’re the one who told Father about Shirley’s college entrance! When I pointed accusingly, the children mumbled that surely His Majesty should know what everyone is studying, and Marshmallow made excuses.
I clearly said that leaving the Princess Palace was a secret! When I say something is a secret, of course that means it’s a secret from Father too!
“There’s no helping what’s already been discovered. Why don’t you tell me everything that’s happened so far.”
“Whimper.”
With not just Father but also Shirley and Croa pressing me for details, I had no choice but to explain everything that had happened up to now in full detail.
When I spoke of the newspaper company’s collapse, the despair, Lorowi’s salvation, the talisman’s effects, everything—they all looked astonished and cursed me as a blockhead.
“To think you believed such sorcery would come without any price. You’re truly Helbatro’s daughter.”
“Pisha, we already heard from Count German that alchemy requires rare value to craft rare items….”
“Even the King of Media can’t completely block curse backlash, so there’s no way such an omnipotent power exists.”
“But don’t you find it suspicious that such talismans can be made from miscellaneous ingredients?”
Everyone thinks I’m an idiot, looks down on me, ignores me, and—ugh. I simply assumed that since Lorowi is such a great deity, such things must be possible!
“Sending her alone makes me uneasy, but I have no choice but to ask Lorowi directly about this matter.”
Father accompanied me all the way to the Empress Palace, instructing me to find out what could be created if we applied the tonic recipe to alchemy.
I remembered that when Father came with me before, Lorowi never appeared, so I headed to the workshop alone this time—and sure enough, Lorowi showed up. She looked at my prematurely white hair with an amused smile.
“So our future legitimate heir treasured their sense of belonging to Kisomalos and their own existence above all else?”
What was she talking about now?

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