Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 177

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Chapter 177. Everyone Is a Sinner (6)
“Is this really right? Do we really have to do this?”
“What choice do we have? We need to get home.”
Upon arriving at the Airfield, we immediately seized the airship that was preparing for takeoff. With guns drawn and threats issued, we forced everyone to disembark, and the vessel fell into our hands with ease. Nanakda then knelt and offered a prayer to Grant.
“Grant, I have committed many sins today.”
“Is there anyone here who can pilot this airship?”
“Oh, me! I can do it!”
Ah, I know that one’s name. Kirpan, I think. He was the one wearing the spy outfit, and he’s surprisingly capable of many things. He was the one who opened the garage door in the Control Room earlier too.
“Let’s take off quickly. If they fire anti-aircraft missiles, we’re finished.”
“Then I’ll get takeoff clearance using the lights!”
“Alright.”
I left obtaining takeoff clearance from the control tower to Shirley. I went to the Control Room with Kirpan and watched him pilot the airship. Hmm, I know the basics of military vessels, but the altitude and horizontal stabilizer controls are a bit different.
“Go rest. I’ll handle this.”
“No, I can’t let my guard down until we’re completely clear.”
Defeat always comes from carelessness. When I quoted Hisperon’s famous words from the “Young Hero’s Chronicle,” the man laughed heartily.
“If Hisperon were here, he’d probably be embarrassed and hide away.”
“Probably so.”
There was a certain satisfaction in deliberately teasing him. If I’d had more leisure, I would have thrown a grenade into the Emperor’s Bedroom on the way out.
I chatted with Kirpan until we were completely clear of the Imperial Capital, then left the Control Room. This cargo ship was packed with freight, and there was barely anywhere for people to sit.
“If we dump the cargo, would it make us lighter? We’ll pay for everything later anyway.”
Since it’s a merchant vessel, sending money anonymously should take care of it. I suggested we dump the cargo once civilian areas were no longer visible, then plopped down next to Shirley. When I poked her in the ribs, she immediately opened her palm, and I wrote earnestly on it.
“Is there perhaps a towel here?”
“No, unfortunately….”
Choco should just stay covered in blood until we arrive. If she’d wanted to wash up, we should have hijacked a passenger ship instead of a cargo vessel. Though that would make us international fugitives regardless.
I made a joke about the Princess to lighten the mood, and everyone laughed, albeit reluctantly. Choco seemed to be genuinely amused, giggling away.
“I’ve hidden my face, but what about you, Princess Vishnabel? What will you do if you’re wanted?”
And Nanakda, whether genuinely relieved or not, exhaled deeply with a long breath, then unwrapped the cloth that had been covering her face. Hmm, it was wise to keep her face hidden. No matter how you looked at it, she had the appearance of Imperial Family nobility, and if any guard who’d seen the Imperial court was present, there would have been chaos.
“As for me, the only information that remains is that a blonde beauty went on a rampage, right?”
“That’s true.”
Choco didn’t have particularly distinctive features either, and she was wearing civilian clothes. The Kisomalos people escaped without leaving much trace.
“But isn’t your situation worse? You left your home behind.”
An entire residence in the outer Imperial Palace was left behind. The nameplate was still there, and a search would reveal who lived there. When I expressed concern, Nanakda shook her head as if it didn’t matter.
“We’re already wanted by the Empire anyway.”
“That’s true.”
If there had been classified documents in the house, it would have been a disaster, but fortunately Nanakda had prepared well for this. She said all the important items had been stored in the heavily secured areas of the Golden Temple.
“Ugh!”
Despite all the misfortunes, there was at least one thing to be grateful for.
Just as we were finding relief, the most muscular of Nanakda’s subordinates turned bright red and let out a cry of anguish. When I asked if something was wrong, the man revealed a truly heartbreaking matter.
“My diary… it’s at home!”
“Oh my.”
“Dear me…”
“What do we do.”
We approached the man to offer our condolences. In the meantime, Shirley seemed to be relaying the instructions I’d given her to Choco as well.
“Why is it that every time I get tangled up with you, accidents seem to happen so much?”
“Hey! That’s what I should be saying?!”
I’m a victim too! Every time I get caught up with you, Nanakda, I keep warping, facing death, and everything goes to hell!
As we bickered back and forth claiming to be victims, Nanakda’s subordinates interjected and pulled us apart.
“It seems like you two have terrible compatibility!”
“Shouldn’t this marriage not happen in the first place? Laplace, who governs fate itself, is going around with a packed lunch trying to stop it?”
I had to admit, there was some truth to that. It’s not that I dislike Nanakda… or rather, I’d say I actually like him quite a bit? I do like Nanakda, but strangely, whenever we’re together, accidents happen so frequently. Maybe it would be better if we stayed as friends exchanging letters from afar?
“No!”
Rather than having accidents every time we met, I was about to suggest we get along well by avoiding each other as much as possible. But Nanakda firmly rejected the idea.
“No! I’m going to see you! And I’m going to marry you too!”
“This one is just as stubborn as Croa.”
“Why are you bringing him up now?!”
Oh goodness, I was wrong. I was completely wrong.
The old-looking but only nineteen-year-old child-adult shed tears, and I cradled Nanakda’s face, gently rocking him back and forth.
“Fine, let’s meet, let’s meet. Even if accidents happen, as long as we don’t die, it’s fine, right?”
“Marry me too!”
“No, that’s something I need to discuss with Father and Croa together, so I can’t give you a definite answer.”
“So you’ll do whatever Father tells you to do?!”
“Well, since he’s the Emperor and I’m the Princess, it’s only natural.”
“You have a father complex!”
I’ve heard everything in my lifetime, haven’t I? There was a time when I used to shudder at the mere mention of Father. Of course, Prisoner has been treating me well now.
“Fine, fine, I’ll think positively about the marriage with Father.”
“Are you really going to think about it positively?”
“Mm-hmm.”
I gave a vague answer and rummaged through the cargo hold to see if there was anything to eat. Unfortunately, the box contained only textiles and furs, and the only food was the lunch boxes for the captain and first officer.
“Let’s eat this then.”
We divided it fairly and brought food to Kirpan, who was piloting. After filling our bellies a bit, we opened the hatch and dumped the cargo. The airship became lighter, and its speed increased considerably from before. Hmm, I spotted three parachutes near the hatch. One for the captain and first officer, and one extra it seems.
“How much longer until Ljubljana?”
“At this speed, it should take another six hours?”
“Then I’ll let Kirpan get some rest. He just needs to keep an eye on the course.”
We’ve eaten, the airship is cruising smoothly, and I’ve taken care of everything. So now I’ll indulge in some proper airsickness.
“Bleeegh!”
“Pisha, please lie down!”
“Look outside! Look at the mountain peak out there!”
There are no windows here, you fool. Hearing my weak voice, Choco picked me up and headed for the control room. At least the view is open here, so it’s less nauseating.
“You endured it well.”
“Yes.”
“Not just motion sickness, but other things too.”
“Yes.”
True enough—I’d exhausted myself herding everyone this far. I confirmed with Choco that I’d understood Shirley’s explanation properly, then decided to close my eyes for a moment. Once everyone fell asleep, we’d make our move.

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After another five hours, the airship drew closer to Ljubljana. Sensing the moment had arrived, we hastily gathered our weapons and seized Nanakda.
“What—what are you doing!”
Nanakda’s female subordinates were the first to stir from their light sleep. The two of them, acutely sensing something amiss, kicked the others awake and prepared for what was to come.
I pressed an unlocked pistol beneath Nanakda’s chin as Choco held him fast.
“Our objective was the Cult Leader’s abduction from the start. I trust your subordinates will disembark from the airship promptly.”
“You’ll die falling from this height, Your Highness!”
“There are three parachutes over there.”
If they were soldiers, they’d have learned how two people could descend together on a single parachute. No casualties would occur during this abduction.
“And Kirpan is the only one who can pilot this thing—if something goes wrong!”
“Well, about that…”
I recalled watching Kirpan’s hands move across the instruments and controls during takeoff. My memory was flawless. I could do this.
“I’ve memorized everything!”
“Eh?!”
“Out! Everyone out now! Unless you want to watch Nanakda die, jump!”
I toggled the safety on and off, clicking the pistol menacingly. Nanakda’s terrified subordinates huddled together and strapped on the parachutes.
“The Dharma Religion will not overlook this!”
“If anything happens to Nanakda, we won’t forgive you, Your Highness!”
Stop worrying and jump already. One, two, three—bungee!
I kicked the man who’d been standing near the hatch, sending him plummeting. The others screamed and leaped after him. The first one to fall apparently hadn’t been wearing a parachute.

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