Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 140

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Chapter 140. How to Block Spam Deities (3)
I shouted loudly and rattled off the child’s appearance. The Little One looked embarrassed, scratching her cheek before speaking.
“Ah, please don’t say I resemble Huran so much.”
“Wait, do you even need to copy her manner of speech too?! More importantly, who is Huran!”
“She is my descendant, whom His Majesty calls Choco. Huran-bai-lhu-eol-gwon-gi-eol-go-gae-ro-huran-da-ra-bu-eol-eol-lan-ta-sil-li-o-go-go-go-ho.”
“Ah, I understand roughly.”
That was Choco’s name pronounced in the Southern Continent dialect. Usually, deities with connections to the southern regions didn’t venture up north, so I wondered what made them so taken with Choco.
“Since I’ve become Choco’s disciple, I thought I should introduce myself properly.”
“Ah, yes. Thank you for going out of your way.”
“I go by the name Netcha here. I was once the third son of the Heavenly King of the Five Directions, and I am also the incarnation of the lotus flower.”
“Wow, ah, yes, such an esteemed person, how did you come to such a humble place.”
Was that hand gesture called a gongsu? I’d heard that people from the Southern Continent greeted that way. What am I supposed to do here? One hand makes a fist, the other opens to wrap around it?
“The fist should be made with the right hand.”
“Ah, yes, is that so?”
“Since I’m an ancient being, it’s fine, but deities who lived during the Ming era would be offended.”
Southern greetings are quite complicated. I thought I’d learned a few types of bowing, but there are even more greeting variations? Ugh, I should avoid diplomatic missions to the Southern Continent.
“Anyway, it seemed you were struggling to keep up with the lessons, so I brought mainly spiritual medicines.”
“Hoooong!”
Spiritual medicines? That must mean efficacious remedies, right? The atmosphere suggested something beneficial for the body, so I was eagerly anticipating it when Netcha took a pose I’d seen many times before and did what Prisoner used to do.
“Huh?! How did such a large bundle appear from nowhere?! My father does that all the time!”
“That’s because I gave Ende a standard-issue spatial pouch.”
“A spatial pouch?”
“Leopard skin.”
“Oh.”
Now that he mentioned it, it made sense. But how could a bag made from leopard hide perform such magic? As I wondered about this, Netcha laughed and demonstrated by pulling large items from the bag one after another.
“It’s not just a bag—it’s a spatial artifact. You can fit large objects inside that would normally be too big to carry.”
“Wow!”
“If you make good progress, I’ll give one to the Princess as well. Though the standard-issue version won’t work unless you have the Taeul Seal!”
“Wow! That’s violent!”
Solving things with violence—that’s just like Choco. So that’s why she picked you as her descendant.
“This is Hua Tuo’s Qi-Revitalizing Pill. Take one every day.”
“Yes, understood.”
“This hundred-year-old he shou wu—don’t brush off the soil, just brew it as is. If you divide the essence and consume it over about a month, that should suffice. Don’t take too much at once.”
Netcha warned me that taking too much at once would twist my vital energy, so I answered cheerfully, “Yes!” Anyway, it probably wouldn’t taste good, and I could only manage small amounts at a time.
“Grow stronger. These days, watching the Princess through Huran is my greatest joy.”
Ah, so Netcha also knew about my disappearance. Netcha stroked my head gently and said that if I diligently learned the martial arts, they would bring me something even better next time.
“But wait, you’re telling me to master martial arts, and yet…”
I’m the Princess—when would I ever need to use that? But since they said it was a single-lineage transmission, I had no choice but to study hard if I wanted to pass it on to the next generation.
“Well then.”
Now I really needed to sleep. I was about to sprawl out and drift off when something dropped on my head, followed by a hysterical voice.
“Aaaah!”
“This Little One has nothing special about her, so why is she so popular with everyone!”
What hit me? Wincing from the pain, I looked around and spotted a box of sweets. It wasn’t as luxurious as the one Doctor Marichi brought, but it was nicely packaged with “Media Specialty” written on the outside.
“Media Specialty: Dragon’s Tooth Candy.”
Ah, now that I think about it, they were selling these at Media Beach when I went there before. I didn’t buy any because I’m not fond of hard candies. I should give it to Shirley when she wakes up.
“Now I should finally be able to sleep properly, right?”
I looked around carefully and lay down on the floor again. Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be anyone waiting this time, so I was finally able to get some proper rest.

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“Ughhhhhh.”
Of course the divine spirit spam came and went—I’m exhausted! I mean, getting gifts is nice and all, but people really need proper sleep!
“Wow, Pisha’s room looks like Christmas exploded in here?”
Oh! Shirley, welcome. Have some candy, go on. Your teeth are strong anyway.
I grabbed the Dragon’s Tooth Candy from my bedside and handed it to Shirley. As she opened the package and bit into the candy, it made a loud crunching sound—it was incredibly hard. Whew, I’m glad I didn’t eat any.
“But it’s not even Christmas. Why are there so many gifts?”
“Divine spirit spam came and went.”
“Huh?! Kisomalos doesn’t stop that either?!”
“Achilles came too.”
“Ah, he must have had urgent business then.”
This guy flips his words around like flipping his palm. Speaking of Achilles though, that reminds me of something.
As I tried to recall a hazy memory from my dreams, Croa, who had clocked in at my room early this morning just like Shirley, spoke with concern.
“Pisha, are you alright? You have dark circles under your eyes.”
“Divine spirits came flooding in through my dreams.”
“But Kisomalos—”
“Media seems to have come too.”
“That’s possible.”
These two sure change the subject fast—it’s funny. Growing up together must be why they’ve picked up similar habits. I chuckled and picked up the key from the nightstand. Right, that was Achilles’s gift.
“Achilles said to use this to go on drives with you. I don’t even have a license yet though.”
“Huh?! A drive? You mean a car key?!”
“Yeah. A new model launching next year.”
Shirley jumped up excitedly and leaned out the window. Hey, careful you don’t fall.
“Wow! It’s real! Pisha, look! That’s an Aelset Electric Vehicle Model 8180!”
Just from the shape, you can tell the year instantly. Must have already been revealed in the catalog? Anyway, as long as she’s happy. Shirley has her license, so she can use this for commuting to university.
“Um, Pisha, about Media coming too….”
As I smiled warmly watching Shirley’s joy, Croa interjected and asked what Media’s gift was. Hmm… I don’t think I should answer that straightforwardly….
“Well, actually, I didn’t get a proper look at Media. She just left the gift and went, so I’m not certain.”
“…What did she leave?”
Ugh, Media’s making me nervous for no reason. I picked up the candy wrapper Shirley had left behind and showed it to Croa with a flourish.
“Media Specialty: Dragon’s Tooth Candy.”
“Ooooohhhhh….”
Croa let out a heavy sigh, then bit down hard on his lower lip. Stop that—you’re going to draw blood.
“I will speak with Media later and sort this out properly.”
“Yes, I’m already grateful for your concern. Please don’t blame yourself too much.”
“Of course….”
But he will. He absolutely will blame himself. He’s definitely going to go complain to Media about everything. And when Media comes after me later, it’ll be my neck on the line—I wish he’d take it easier.
“Emily! Is today’s Emily present!”
“Yes, Your Highness! I am today’s Emily!”
Good, she was nearby. I handed over the elixirs I’d received from Netcha to Emily and instructed her to run a poison check using the spirit stones. Netcha wouldn’t have given me anything harmful, but it’s better to be thorough.
With my friends’ help, I washed up quickly and went outside for a refreshing morning exercise routine. I’m exhausted, but I have Princess duties coming up soon, so I’ll need to attend classes. I wonder if the Resonance Pill that Netcha gave me will help recover some of this fatigue?
As I was heading back to my room thinking about taking the medicine, an Imperial Guard from the Princess’s Palace appeared with an enormous wooden crate on a cart. The outside bore a “Handle with Care” label and a confirmation seal indicating it had been dispatched from Chiron Territory.
“Your Highness! A package has arrived at the Princess’s Palace!”
Huh? I didn’t order anything. Especially nothing that would come from Chiron Territory.
“Is it addressed to Father instead?”
After all, Father’s temporary office is set up at the Princess’s Palace now. With that thought, I checked the package’s address and confirmed it was indeed addressed to Father’s temporary office.
“Coo-ooo-ooo! Coo-ooo-ooo!”
Is there a pheasant inside? Why is it making such a fuss?

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