Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 236

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Chapter 236. What? So Suddenly? (6)
Perhaps I should consult with Kisomalos about this matter.
“…?”
But would that really be wise? Even if I spoke with Kisomalos, would I get a reliable answer? I doubted it. That deity had directly negotiated the contract with Tick-Tock, yet knew practically nothing about the details. Kirke understood the workings of the Divine Realm far better than he did.
Right. I should ask Kirke whenever the need arises. Relying on Kisomalos felt unreliable, and I knew why—because I am Kisomalos.
“It’s strange for me to say this, but Nanakda, aren’t you focusing too much on elevating your divine rank? You need to maintain work-life balance too.”
“Ah, I’ve been worried about that for some time. I genuinely wonder when this person ever sleeps.”
Despite everything, Croa was truly a kind-hearted person. Even though he couldn’t stand Nanakda, he still worried about his health.
Shirley had shown no interest in Nanakda until now, but upon hearing he didn’t sleep, she’d warned that he’d die young and eagerly consumed her liches.
“I’m not overexerting myself. I’m simply doing what I’ve always done. Yet when I see Grant’s divine rank steadily rising, doesn’t that suggest Grant himself is simply extraordinary….”
“No, you live incredibly diligently. You wake before I do, and you sleep after I do.”
“Isn’t that normal for those of Imperial Family descent?”
When Nanakda said this with such a matter-of-fact expression, Croa and Shirley suddenly turned to stare at me. I felt as though I’d just dug my own grave.
“I greet Abamama and Empress Mother first thing, so I wake around 5 a.m. to prepare.”
“Oh….”
“After morning greetings, I engage in political maneuvering with my siblings, do some behind-the-scenes maneuvering, attend classes if I have a school or lessons with a mentor, and if there are external events, I catch brief naps whenever possible.”
“I, I know that too! When I ride in a car to go out, my eyes naturally close!”
“Isn’t what you do napping rather than a brief rest, Pisha?”
“I’ve slept for two straight hours in the car and missed events because of it.”
Quiet, you lot! If that’s how it is, then that’s how it is!
I wanted to protest and change the subject, but Nanakda continued laying out his daily life as a member of the Astiages Imperial Family.
“I never know when someone will call for me or what accident might occur, so I must always remain alert and aware of the situation. Only late at night do I finally have personal time, and even then, my subordinates usually report on matters I couldn’t oversee and we hold reflection meetings.”
“Stop talking! You’re making me sound like I live like garbage!”
When Shirley and Croa actually started looking at me like I was garbage, I quickly covered Nanakda’s mouth and told them to stop glaring at me. Nanakda looked bewildered, then removed my hand and spoke of Kisomalos’s situation.
“The Princess has no competitors, so she can live however carelessly she wants, right?”
“Don’t say I live carelessly! I worked hard too!”
“Hahahahahaha.”
Hey, don’t do that. It’s subtly hurtful? When you neither deny nor affirm, it makes it painfully obvious how pathetic you think I am, which only makes me angrier!
When I twisted Nanakda’s nose, the man yelped in pain while spouting nonsense.
“Hmm, this is the first time I’ve been scolded. This is actually quite nice. I think I’m getting addicted.”
“Ah, what! Why do only he get scolded? Pisha, scold me too.”
“Oh! W-well, then me too!”
No way, you perverts! I’m not doing it! I shrieked and returned to the main topic. When I asked if everyone agreed to taking Nanakda as my religious companion, Croa and Shirley opened their mouths with resigned expressions.
“There’s no helping it. That fellow will be useful in restoring Kisomalos to a higher deity.”
“As long as things don’t expand further, I don’t mind. But I do have a suggestion.”
Huh? Shirley, what? I asked without much thought, and Shirley brought up something she’d clearly been pondering for quite some time.
“Pisha, you’re going to have a wedding ceremony with Croa, right?”
“Yeah. We should make it quite grand.”
“And you’ll also have a religious companion ceremony with the Cult Leader?”
“Of course. Though Nanakda will handle the preparations for that.”
“Then I should have a companion ceremony too, or whatever it’s called.”
Wait.
I hadn’t even considered it.
Croa and Nanakda seemed equally caught off guard, exchanging glances with identical expressions of surprise.
“Look, I thought I’d be forgotten. I want a ceremony too! A life companion is registered in the official records!”
“Of course! We absolutely should! I can’t believe we forgot!”
“I hadn’t thought of it either. Media will help with the preparations as well.”
“I should give a gift too. Is there anything you’d like?”
Nanakda, you’re quite bold. It’s impressive that you’d offer to get whatever she wants, but do you really not know what Shirley might ask for? I bet she’ll request some exotic new material that releases enormous energy when it absorbs neutrons and undergoes fission.
“It’s a material that splits into more neutrons when it absorbs them, generating energy through this chain reaction.”
“Sorry, but I’m not a scientist.”
“Pisha! Next time, bring someone with a science background!”
I’d told her not to bring any more companions, but there I was, teasing Shirley as an idiot, while I discussed with Croa and Nanakda when the companion ceremony should take place.
Everyone had completely forgotten, and I felt apologetic about that. Out of respect for Shirley being the first to enter the Imperial Palace, we decided to schedule my ceremony with her before my wedding with Croa.
“Should we make the eve of the coronation ceremony into the companion ceremony?”
“Wouldn’t that be too exhausting for Pisha?”
“Not at all! My strength is my greatest asset!”
“Leon has grown quite a bit too. Should we have him handle the torch ceremony?”
“Oh, that’s a great idea!”
We discussed the coronation and companion ceremony at length, then set a date for the contract signing with Nanakda as my religious companion, asking Croa and Shirley to serve as witnesses.
Four days later, we headed to the Ljubljana Golden Temple. Surrounded by many Dharma Religion devotees, Narak Cult Leader and Princess Vishnabel of Kisomalos declared each other as religious companions and signed the contract.
Watching the notarized document with Croa’s, Shirley’s, and Nanakda’s five subordinates’ names inscribed, I smiled contentedly, imagining the face of the warp stone creator I might soon meet. Since Nanakda and I were now family, couldn’t I gently persuade him to reveal where the warp stone creator was?
“You’ll never get information about the warp stone from me, not even if you die.”
“Tch.”
To think he’d deduce my entire scheme from just one smile—Nanakda, you know me far too well, and it’s infuriating. When I subtly stepped on his foot, Nanakda pinched my side in return. A yelp escaped me, but I couldn’t cause a commotion at an official ceremony. I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, then stepped on his foot even harder.
“Ow!”
I barely held back, but you cry out? I looked at Nanakda in confusion, and he shook his head vigorously, insisting he wasn’t the culprit. Then who on earth was screaming?
“Ow! Argh! Ugh!”
What was that? A glittering doll? A golden sheep figurine that fell from the sky tumbled across the ground, getting trampled by the crowd and kicked by people’s feet as it shrieked.
When startled people cleared a path, Kisomalos, now covered in dirt from rolling on the ground, rushed toward me with a delighted voice.
“Descendant! This is huge! This is absolutely huge!”
Did you really need to announce that to roughly a thousand people gathered here? I was so embarrassed I considered pretending not to hear, but then Kisomalos said something I couldn’t ignore.
“Grant! That fellow became a supreme deity!”
“What?!”
Nanakda, congratulations! Grant was supposed to become a supreme deity soon, and it actually happened? Since Kisomalos’s words carried weight in this Golden Temple, the devotees cheered, and seeing that my companion had become a supreme deity right after the ceremony, they revered me, believing my spiritual cultivation must be profound.
Well, it’s a complete misunderstanding, but I wasn’t going to correct them when I was being praised.
“But still, is Grant becoming a supreme deity really something worth descending in doll form to announce, Kisomalos?”
Even if he’s my companion’s ancestor deity, there’s no real reason for Kisomalos to boast about it like this. As I voiced my curiosity, the dirt-covered golden sheep figurine wore a proud expression.
“Because thanks to that fellow ascending to supreme deity, I’ve regained my position as a high-ranking deity!”
So Kisomalos truly became a high-ranking deity entirely through someone else’s power. The realization hit me anew, and I wanted to disappear into a mouse hole from sheer embarrassment.

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