Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 175

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Chapter 175. Everyone Is a Sinner (4)
But when we really searched, not a speck of dust came loose. We turned the entire house upside down but couldn’t find even a trace of Kirke’s presence, and the next day I pestered Nanakda to show us around the temple instead. He’d warned us not to waste our effort, and it seemed he truly hadn’t left anything behind in the house.
“Well, I was planning to show you around from the start anyway.”
“Excellent!”
“The restricted areas are off-limits regardless, so you’ll just waste more time….”
“Then we’ll just tour the temple, that’s all.”
Our true objective was to kidnap Nanakda, after all. We’d sightsee together, then drag him off to some secluded spot and make our escape.
We drove toward the headquarters of the Dharma Religion. The Golden Temple standing in the middle of the Artificial Lake was a breathtaking sight, and its interior was equally grand and magnificent. Having come this far, there was no way we could leave without doing it.
“Shirley, let’s take some commemorative photos!”
“Yes, Pisha!”
Though this was a religious facility, I’d heard it was also a popular tourist destination. I’d brought a camera anticipating this. Shirley and I took turns posing for photos, and as I leaned against the golden walls carved with sacred patterns, striking an atmospheric pose, the worshippers began whispering while staring at me.
“Wow! What a beautiful girl, what a beautiful girl.”
“Is this a photo shoot?”
“She’s with the Cult Leader’s entourage. She must be a beautiful girl the Cult Leader knows.”
But I’d never heard such things in my entire life. Did changing my hairstyle really transform people’s attitudes this drastically? Should I just start wearing my hair down from now on? But that’s honestly annoying, and with my frizz, I’d need an hour of styling to tame it….
Braiding and pinning it up is definitely the best. People should live as they always have.
“Princess Vishnabel, over here! You’re going to love this!”
“What?! What is it!”
Nanakda called me over, and I scampered toward him, spotting worshippers in pristine white robes lined up in a queue.
“A free soup kitchen!”
“You think I’m the kind of person who only cares about food!”
“Ow, ow!”
I pinched Nanakda and got in line behind the worshippers. Of course, I was going to eat the free meal. I received a meat sandwich generously topped with yogurt and a bottle of milk, then continued sightseeing while munching contentedly.
This is thrilling. No studying, no work—it’s the best. I wish I could live like this every day.
“Wheehee!”
“Why is she acting like a wild horse with a broken bridle?”
“She hasn’t had an opportunity to go out and play recently, sir.”
“Ah, I heard she was fighting in court for a month.”
I observed people meditating under the artificial waterfall and toured the five towers outside the temple. They weren’t as spectacular as the Golden Temple, but I could glimpse what Nanakda had been scheming lately.
“There’s a faint smell of gunpowder coming from beyond the restricted zone?”
“My, my, it seems the religious sect wants to build military power too.”
If you needed it, you should’ve contacted me. I wouldn’t have given you a discount, but I’d mentioned military supplies trading was available for consultation anytime. Nanakda, however, pushed me away saying it wasn’t my concern and ushered me firmly out of the zone.
Every organization wants to manufacture weapons independently, but since Kisomalos is the best and most advanced in this region, it might be worth considering. I told him to contact me if he changed his mind later, then continued exploring other areas.
I became curious about a place making a loud whirring sound, so Nanakda called security to open the door and let me into the restricted area.
“You’re showing me this?”
“It’s something we need to share with Kisomalos anyway.”
Huh? If we have a shared objective, it’s only about taking down the Empire, right? What do these machines have to do with that? They look exactly like enormous air conditioners. Oh, there are actually some really huge air conditioners over there too. They must be cooling the internal heat.
“What are all these?”
“Extremely large… calculators?”
“Huh?”
What does that have to do with the Empire’s invasion? As I tilted my head in confusion, Nanakda sighed and pressed his forehead.
“Creating warp stones using wormholes was surprisingly easy. The real headache was calculating the coordinates.”
“I see.”
Right. Since I didn’t really understand, I should just keep my mouth shut. I simply nodded as if I grasped the concept, and Nanakda mentioned he had spare warp stones at home and offered to show me directly, so we relocated.
We all returned together to the Cult Leader Nanakda Grant’s residence, and I ended up just sightseeing, missing the perfect timing to kidnap Nanakda—I internally cursed myself with an inward scream.
“This is a warp stone, see? When you channel divine power into it like this, it activates.”
Nanakda picked up a fist-sized stone and stepped into the yard to demonstrate. The moment he used it, his divine form vanished without a trace. Nanakda had completely disappeared, so even Choco was startled. But then Nanakda walked up from beneath the steps near the gate.
“For short distances like this, I can move freely, but traveling far requires precise coordinates.”
“Coordinates? Like latitude and longitude?”
“Yes. But spherical coordinates.”
Spherical coordinates meant needing the z-axis in addition to x and y, right? Wouldn’t modern technology make measuring that easy? When I said this, Nanakda insisted it wasn’t that simple and offered another piece of information.
“The thing is, the Mortal Realm rotates on its axis and orbits simultaneously.”
“Ah.”
Then the clever Shirley, as if she’d grasped something, snatched the warp stone from his hands.
“You need spherical coordinates with the sun as the origin point, don’t you?”
“Right.”
“The Mortal Realm orbits at 29.76 km/s and rotates at 1,670 km/h, so you’d need to continuously input new coordinates every second, wouldn’t you?”
“That’s the problem… why is she so brilliant?”
Shirley is remarkably intelligent. Hearing my life partner praised filled me with pride. I straightened my shoulders in satisfaction, when suddenly the yard trembled and a deep rumbling sound echoed.
“What, what is this?”
“Lady Pisha! Please don’t hide behind me!”
“This is the sensation you get when warping, isn’t it?”
Wait?! Now that I thought about it, I did feel this kind of nauseating sensation when I fell into the wormhole before.
As I pondered what was happening, I realized the ability of the most intelligent being present and my eyes widened.
“Hey! Sheryl Achilles!”
“Y-yes?”
“You’re calculating right now, aren’t you!”
“Gasp!”
Stop calculating! Stop calculating those spherical coordinates!
As I grabbed Shirley’s shoulders and pressed her, the woman’s eyes glistened with tears as she said it was beyond her control.
“But when you tell someone not to think about an elephant, you can’t help but think about it!”
“Think about something else instead of the elephant!”
“Aaaah! But still!”
“This is insane! She’s performing calculations that even a calculator with 18,000 vacuum tubes couldn’t do, all by herself?!”
Right! It’s unbelievable! But Shirley pulls it off!
“She’s the legendary genius produced by Kisomalos Imperial University!”
“Is this really the time to be bragging?!”
It’s not the time to brag! But what can I do when she’s a genius! While we floundered helplessly, about ten seconds passed, and after the nauseating sensation ended, a loud thud echoed from the ground along with a tremor. Fortunately, the house didn’t split apart, but the warp stone Shirley was holding cracked vertically down the middle.
“Where is this?”
“Why does this place look familiar? It shouldn’t look familiar, should it?”
Hey, Shirley. Where exactly were you calculating to go? You at least chose somewhere nearby, right? Like our house, for instance? Or the Kisomalos Imperial Palace?
“No, well, we were, supposed to go there, weren’t we?”
“Go where?”
“That place, over there….”
What kind of place was it that she couldn’t even speak? Frustrated, I tried to figure out where we were on my own, when I heard a distant “meow” echoing through the air.
“….”
A chill ran down my spine. Stray cats weren’t particularly common on the Central Continent. Surely that cat didn’t have fluffy fur, did it?
Meow!
A white cat with fluffy fur sat perched atop the wall beside the gate. Its eyes were a beautiful blue. It was a cat whose appearance I least wanted to see at this very moment.
“Shirley.”
“Yes.”
“Astiages?”
“…Yes.”
“Could it be, the Imperial Palace?”
“…Yes.”
Siiiiigh, haaaaah.
What do I do. It seems we’ve somehow ended up at the northernmost tip of the continent in one leap.
“Nanakda.”
“Yeah.”
“Do we have spare warp stones?”
“Besides the two at the research facility, that’s all we had at home.”
“Damn.”
Tch, why does trouble always erupt like this wherever I go? I wanted to let out a good cry, but I heard the sound of Astiages Imperial Palace guards rushing from the end of the corridor.
“Choco, Carrier! We’re breaking through this place in one go!”
“Yes!”
Fortunately, Nanakda should know the layout of the Imperial Palace. We had no choice but to break through the palace, steal an airship, and make our escape.

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