Black-Haired Dad Isn’t Something You Reap - Chapter 83

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Chapter 83. And Nothing Was Resolved (2)
I shifted as much responsibility as possible onto Lorowi’s shoulders and tossed ingredients into the cauldron. Herbs, paper, neutralizing agents, and the antennae of some unidentifiable insect—I waved my staff with a flourish, and with a bang, a poultice materialized.
“Wonderful! Excellent work, just as expected—the quality is superb!”
“As expected?”
“Yes. The Kisomalos Bloodline has extraordinarily good fortune!”
I never imagined I’d feel the greatness of Kisomalos in such an odd place. Our household deity was subtly trivial yet subtly magnificent.
“Tada! As a reward for your successful alchemy, I present you with the workshop key!”
“No, I told you I’m not taking over Lorowi—”
“Ah, it’s a gift, so just keep it.”
This household deity really does live carelessly. After Lorowi, who had been chattering away merrily, announced that her divine power had been depleted and she would have to leave soon, I asked her a question.
“Usually gods appear in dreams or at altars, but can you only be seen in the workshop, Lorowi?”
“Yes. I’m a special case, you see. Unlike others who left their names in history through great deeds, or mythological figures, I’m not that sort of—”
Despite that, the Lorowi Family is incredibly powerful. Their divine rank and abilities are absurdly broken. I pointed out that being a lower-tier deity itself is already extraordinary, but Lorowi insisted it wasn’t her—it was science that was great.
“Alchemy is the origin of science, and sufficiently advanced science surpasses even magic.”
“Ooh!”
“If you change your mind, let’s meet as the legitimate successor next time!”
She laughed brightly and waved her hand. After Lorowi vanished, the workshop fell dark again, and the cauldron that had been bubbling with mysterious liquid returned to being empty. It felt like I’d merely dreamed it all.
“Ugh…”
There was nothing left to do here, so I should leave.
I gripped the workshop key Lorowi had given me and stepped outside. My grandmother, who had been waiting, brightened immediately.
“Did you meet Lorowi?”
“Yes…”
“And? What sort of deity was she?”
“If you’re asking what sort of deity…”
I thought for a moment, then recalled how I’d tripped over her staff at the very beginning.
“She was a pretty scatterbrained deity.”
“Ha! You saw her true nature!”
My grandmother laughed heartily, confirming that Lorowi was indeed scatterbrained. When she asked if I’d received the workshop key, I jingled it in my hand, and she grasped my shoulders with a serious expression.
“Pisha, you have earned Lorowi’s recognition. If you wish it, you could become the legitimate successor of Lorowi at any time.”
“That would require consulting with Kisomalos first…”
“I can wait as long as needed.”
But I already owe a debt under Kisomalos’s name, so it probably won’t happen anyway. If my maternal grandmother held premature hopes, it would be troublesome—Kisomalos wouldn’t permit it. I made that clear and handed the poultice I’d made to my grandmother.
“What is this?”
“I made it as a test earlier. It’s supposed to be good for arthritis.”
“My granddaughter’s first creation. I’ll keep it as a memento.”
I took my maternal grandmother’s hand and returned to the estate. Her hand, clasped in mine, remained as cold as it had been when we first met.
And so the incident came to a close. I’d accomplished my purpose here. All that remained was to while away my time at the Marquess Estate.
To be honest, I thought I’d failed this time, but… I suppose the real gain was realizing I would obtain nothing here.
“Pisha, it’s time to return! Where are you going!”
“Just let me see my Aunt for a moment!”
In any case, during the remaining vacation, I played around merrily with my friends, occasionally attended to official duties, received several urgent telegrams from Emperor asking when I would return, and finally completed the letter to deliver to my Aunt.
Once I delivered the letter, there would be nothing left for me to do in this estate. Since my Aunt was under confinement, I thought she might be in her room in the main building. With that in mind, I wandered about, but no matter how much I walked, I couldn’t find her room.
The atmosphere around me grew increasingly gloomy, and I wondered if I’d gotten lost again, but fortunately I encountered a familiar face.
“Grandfather, Grandfather! Come here for a moment!”
I had found the Butler Grandfather who had taken me to the Training Facility. What a stroke of luck. Could this also be the work of Kisomalos?
“Yes. What may I help you with?”
“Can you take me to my Aunt’s room?”
“I’m afraid that won’t be possible. An access restriction order has been issued.”
Then there was nothing I could do. I handed the letter for my Aunt to Butler Grandfather.
“Then please deliver this to my Aunt. Don’t tell my Maternal Grandmother.”
“I shall do so.”
Good. I had a feeling that if my Maternal Grandmother found out, she would destroy it on the spot.
In this estate, it seemed only this Butler Grandfather could match my Maternal Grandmother, so I entrusted him with the letter. It contained advice that practicing baking would be good for becoming the legitimate heir, along with a note that I didn’t particularly hate my Aunt.
“And please take me to the front entrance.”
“Haha, of course I shall.”
I rode on Grandfather’s back and emerged into a place filled with bright light. At the entrance of the Villa, Shirley and Croa were already prepared to depart.
“Pisha, we’ve packed everything!”
“Okay! Let’s go now!”
After two weeks of vacation, we were returning to the Imperial Palace. My Maternal Grandmother couldn’t come with us now due to paperwork and handover procedures to reclaim the Marquess title, but she said she would come to the Capital soon.
“Then, stay healthy until we meet again.”
“Okay. Grandmother, don’t get sick either.”
We waved goodbye to each other. After my Maternal Grandmother, who had been watching me for a while, went back inside the building, and the car left the estate grounds, only then could I breathe freely. The tension completely melted away.
“Pisha’s Maternal Family Home was so fun! When will we visit again?”
“Ugh, again?!”
Unlike Shirley, who wanted to go again, I showed my distaste, and Croa asked me with confusion.
“Didn’t you enjoy yourself too, Pisha? The misunderstanding was cleared up, and it seemed like you became close with your Maternal Grandmother.”
“That’s right! That grandmother was more fun and kind than expected!”
Oh… so you two had a comfortable time. That’s a blessing in disguise, at least. I suffered from indigestion with every meal and lived on antacids.
“Pisha, do you dislike your Maternal Grandmother?”
“No, it’s not that I dislike her, exactly…”
It’s just that watching a monster pretend to be human is deeply unsettling. I swallowed those words and mumbled that I liked my Maternal Grandmother. It wasn’t something the children needed to know.

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After hours of flight, I arrived at the Imperial Palace, only to spend an entire day bedridden with motion sickness before resurrecting the next morning. And in this moment, I found myself grateful—endlessly grateful—to exist within these palace walls.
“Ahhhhh! This is a place where people actually live!”
Here, Emily has emotions, the guards have emotions, and even that pig of a Minister of Finance has emotions! It’s the best! A place where people live is simply the best, no matter what!
I savored the atmosphere of the Imperial Palace and sent word requesting an audience with Father. The moment permission was granted, I made my way to the Emperor’s Office, and the instant I opened the door, I threw my arms around Choco’s legs in greeting.
“Choco might feel a bit like half a person, but she’s still a person! Choco is the best too!”
“Your Highness, why are you suddenly acting like this?”
“Seems you endured quite a bit of stress out there.”
Ah, Prisoner truly understands this heart. Of course—he’s fought against the Lorowi Family before, hasn’t he? That’s why he tried to protect me from Maternal Grandmother during the banquet.
“Father is the best too! You’re so ordinary! You’re Prisoner! You’re the best because you’re so ordinary!”
“Ha, I’ve always been ordinary.”
Nestled in Father’s embrace, I reveled in the magnificence of beings with emotions, then settled onto the sofa to sip the cocoa Choco had prepared for me.
“What was so difficult out there?”
“I shouldn’t have brought Chief Attendant Grandmother with me.”
I drank deeply from my cocoa and spoke plainly about my impressions of Maternal Grandmother.
“When she wore mourning clothes, she mimicked our Mother, but the moment we arrived there, she started mimicking the Chief Attendant instead?”
She was like a monster devoid of any sense of self. That was my assessment of Maternal Grandmother.

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