Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 221

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Chapter 221. Let Us Take a Moment to Contemplate Why This Work Exists in the Romance Fantasy Category (1)
“Ahhhhh! Ahhh!”
It hurt! My head felt like it was splitting apart, blood streamed from my hand, and the pain was so intense I thought I’d go mad. At first, I assumed it was simply a headache, but as I traced the source of the agony, I realized the pain wasn’t originating from my head at all.
“Please calm yourself, Pisha! Let’s execute that wretch Nanakda at once! And we must find whoever created that warp stone! Media will help too!”
No, that’s not the problem at all! It hurts so much! I wailed through my tears, my voice breaking, and Father rushed over upon noticing something was wrong with me.
“Uuuugh! Whoooo! It hurts so much!”
“Let me see. Open wide.”
I opened my mouth as Father instructed, and cold air rushed in, followed by a sharp, needle-like pain. It hurt! This really hurt! Tears streamed down my face!
“Your teeth have weakened from cavities. There’s a small crack.”
“Uuuugh! Whooo! Ahhh! Teeeeeth!”
I hate the dentist! I’m terrified of that place!
Knowing full well I’d be dragged to the dentist, I tensed every muscle in my body, and Father, who had been reaching for my arm, let out an exasperated sound.
“I told you to cut back on cola before bed!”
“Uuugh! You don’t know anything!”
I rinsed my mouth before sleep! Teacher Lee said it’s best not to drink cola after brushing, but if I do drink it, I should at least rinse with water—and that’s exactly what I did! I followed the expert’s advice! Teacher Lee is a liar!
“We’ll go to the Outer Palace. I’ll visit the Examination Room, so have the Princess’s dental physician summoned.”
“Yes, I’ll contact them right away!”
Croa dashed off to make the call, and with nothing left but a hospital visit looming, I drew upon my divine power and activated my meditation technique. Choco had mentioned there was a breathing method to block gas, and this must be what she meant.
“Damn thousand-pound weight!”
Body and mind become stone, unmoved and unmoving! The technique flowed from Netcha to Choco, and from Choco to me—using this thousand-pound weight meditation to resist going to the dentist, Father simply unleashed his divine power and scooped me up effortlessly.
“Ahhh! That’s cheating! Using divine power like that!”
“You used it first.”
“Chiron said he’d kick us if we used divine power recklessly!”
“He’d say I did the right thing.”
Why does this horse-headed family have an ancestor deity that’s a horse, making them so ridiculously strong! As I thrashed about in frustration, Nanakda, who had been wearing an unpleasant expression, voiced a practical concern.
“I can’t handle her alone. Should I become a live-in son-in-law?”
“Since he’ll become the Emperor, that might be the only way?”
Who said anything about marriage! I wanted to glare at him, but opening my mouth hurt, so I could only glower silently. Then I recalled the brainwashing and atrocities Nanakda had committed against me, and I clamped my mouth shut. Come to think of it, he was rather cute, going to such lengths to marry me.
“Hehehung.”
Truth be told, I’ve always been the one pushing for marriage, insisting on it repeatedly, but I’ve never received a positive signal from Croa—it’s more like he just accepts it because I’m so persistent. And with Shirley, it felt more like we agreed to a contract because being life partners was mutually advantageous.
This way of pushing for marriage without hesitation or restraint was somehow… making me feel good?
“Hehehung.”
“Cult Leader, the Princess is smiling.”
“What? Did the pain drive her mad?”
“I checked her forehead—no fever.”
No! I’m not mad! Father, who had been checking my temperature with his massive hand like a pot lid, had already climbed into the car and shut the door. Outside, Croa and Nanakda began bickering over who would ride with us, so Father told the driver to just depart.
Hmm… it’s true, doing whatever I want and acting recklessly is exactly like my mother. Father’s biological sister was actually our mother, who was adopted into Lorowi, right? Something about that phrasing sounds odd though…
Anyway, if Mother is headstrong and willful, then my Adoptive Father must have liked that very quality about her. Isn’t that his deep-rooted preference? Someone who scolds him harshly, gives him orders, a beautiful woman with a disagreeable cat-like temperament.
“Hmm…”
I think that might be my preference too. What should I do about that.
No, wait. You said you’d marry anyone from any country, right? So that means you’d take care of me whether I’m sick or senile or in any state, wouldn’t you? Taking care of me is taking care of the nation, so couldn’t I just hand everything over and play around? Maybe offer some unsolicited advice here and there.
‘Croa, though…’
Croa wouldn’t do the work for me. Instead, he’d probably suggest joint projects with Media and pile on more tasks, or just nag me to work every single day. Hmm, my married life won’t be smooth sailing.
But I can’t not marry Croa when Media is such a massive prize…
“Here. Your back molar seems to have a crack in it.”
Gasp! When did we get to the dentist?! I’d been lost in thought for a moment, and suddenly I was lying in a comfortable chair with a dentist standing right beside me holding an enormous metal syringe.
“Your Highness, please open wide.”
“Aaaahhhhh!”
“Not that kind of scream.”
Teacher Brenemak is unnervingly composed about everything—it’s terrifying! His eyes are all cloudy and lifeless, and when he touches you, his hands are ice-cold!
“Aaaahhhhh! Aaaahhhhh!”
“You’re getting rather worked up. Shall we use sleep anesthesia?”
“If the Princess doesn’t wake up, I’ll exterminate three generations.”
“Ah, yes.”
What? I’ve never seen that dentist smile before! Why did he laugh?! What part of that conversation was funny?!
While I was screaming and shrieking, the doctor kept chuckling about something, apparently amused by our exchange, and placed the anesthesia mask over my face.
I lost consciousness immediately, and when I woke up after a good sleep, the tooth that had the cavity was gleaming with a golden filling.

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“Mmm.”
“Pisha, you’re awake?”
“Ugh, mmm…”
Strange. I definitely had the treatment and saw the golden filling, so why does it hurt? And my face feels oddly swollen, and there’s a bandage wrapped around it. I probably looked like those people in picture books who suffer from toothaches.
“The cavity was removed, but you were clenching your teeth so hard that your jawbone cracked as well…”
“Uuugh…”
What about the healing spirit stone? Should we boil it and make soup? I asked Croa about it, since I’d been through one war and there shouldn’t be a shortage of healing spirit stones in the Imperial Palace, and my injured hand had already healed. He admitted sheepishly that it was meant as a lesson for me to reflect on drinking cola every night.
“It’s, well, to make you reflect on drinking cola every night…”
“Aaaahhhhh!”
Father is an idiot! It’s not even entirely my fault! I thrashed about in protest, and soon found myself lying quietly on the bed. People had come to visit now that word spread I’d woken up.
“My goodness, the moment you come to your senses and you’re acting like such a fool.”
“Uuugh!”
“You can’t even speak properly. What am I to do.”
“Haha, it reminds me of when Pisha was little.”
Hey! I wasn’t babbling like this back then! Anyway, visitors came starting with Chief Chamberlain Listo, then Choco, Marshmallow, my Aunt, Yupi Grandmother, and so many others, and finally even the Princess’s Palace Imperial Guard brought a wreath.
They said it was so hard when I was running around with my hair down, bouncing about like that.
“Oh! Princess, do you have time right now?”
And the source of all my problems came waltzing into the Princess Palace. He looked a bit cute, but that didn’t change the fact that he’d annoyed me, so I tried to tell them to chase him out, but Nanakda suddenly held up a rainbow-colored healing spirit stone.
“Come play with me and the spirit stone is free.”
What, does he think I can’t afford one? The Emperor ordered it, so I’m just treating it as a reflection! As I tapped the bed and groaned “Uuugh!”, Nanakda, somehow understanding, raised an eyebrow.
“But this was given to me by His Majesty the Emperor?”
“Huh?”
“The Emperor said he’d approve a date with Princess Vishnabel in the Imperial Palace Garden where he can directly oversee it, and he gave me his approval stamp and this.”
“Huh?!”
When I asked to see it, Nanakda’s hand bore the unmistakable imprint of Father’s favorite approval stamp. Oh, so all I have to do is go on a date with her and I’m free from this torment?
“Yes!”
Let’s go! I have no idea what kind of fun we can have in the Main Palace Garden, but I’ll make it work. The moment I sprang from bed and began preparing to leave, Croa seized the hem of my robe.

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