Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 254

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Gerth squeezed his eyes shut. I was delighted. I wanted to tease him a bit more, but Father burst in crying, forcing me to stop my harassment.
This man really needs to learn when to butt in and when to stay out.
“D-D-Daughter! Yes, yes, your mother! Your m-mother!”
Father was already a mess of tears and snot. Still, it seemed he’d been taking my advice about shaving daily—even while crying, his face remained beautiful.
Sobbing and clutching my hand, Father ran to stand before the enormous dragon with its eyes closed, calling out “honey, honey.” When he cried that Mitchell had arrived and begged her to open her eyes, the blue dragon laboriously opened them.
“Mitchell! Your mother’s eyes are open! Look at this! Your dear mother’s eyes are open!”
The dragon with those piercing blue eyes looked at Father, then slowly rolled its massive gaze toward me. The woman who’d carried me here bundled up in cloth like peaches in a bundle saw me and snorted, her eyes conveying utter contempt.
I was offended, so I kicked the dragon’s nose with my foot.
“!”
“Daughter! How could you kick your beautiful mother’s nose!”
So kicking was acceptable if she wasn’t beautiful? That must be it. Actually, I had kicked gently enough not to change the shape of her nose. Still, the footprint was clearly visible.
While Father made a fuss, the dragon simply looked surprised, then asked me a question. She’d just woken up recently, yet she seemed perfectly alert.
“Why did you hit me?”
“Because I couldn’t stand the sight of you.”
“You shouldn’t hit people just because you can’t stand the sight of them.”
“But you hit me because you couldn’t stand the sight of me!”
“I never hit you because I couldn’t stand the sight of you.”
Oh, this is infuriating! Back then, I was polishing and sharpening myself to flirt with Seian, and she hit me saying she couldn’t stand the sight of me—how could she forget that?
As I poured out my frustration in a torrent, the dragon lifted her nose proudly as if she’d done the right thing.
“That happened because you were weak. It couldn’t be helped.”
“Then since you’re weaker than me now, I can hit you too! That also can’t be helped!”
“You shouldn’t hit people who are weak.”
“Hey! Don’t you realize what you’re saying is contradictory?!”
“My situation and yours are different.”
“Argh!”
I’m going to kill that bitch! As I roared with fury, Father and Old Man Apet rushed over to restrain me. Then they said Mother would really die, asking what I was doing to a patient, but I didn’t care—I was going to kill that woman and go to heaven!
“Why is she so agitated?”
“Because you’re pissing me off, you lunatic!”
I’d been holding back my strength to avoid hurting Father, but now I didn’t care. Apet would fix things anyway. I was about to break free and deliver a legendary ice spell, when Gerth stepped forward and struck Iyongi’s nose with a sharp crack. The dragon seemed to be in considerable pain, twisting her body while clutching her nose. The hut swayed.
“Your parenting methods were abnormal. I am a witness. Apologize to Evan.”
Gerth, I love you! Now that I think about it, all the Demi-humans in Serpent King’s Tower know I nearly died from being beaten by that woman during the last break! This is why witnesses are so important!
“That’s it! Gerth! Hit her more!”
“Very well.”
Encouraged by my cheering, Gerth struck Iyongi repeatedly with sharp cracks. I was thrilled. Who knew that a twisted family tree could be helpful in this way? My husband is the best. Is this what it feels like when that annoying older sister who tormented me my whole life becomes my sister-in-law and I get to make her life miserable? It’s amazing. My husband is Iyongi’s elder relative—I’m over the moon.
“Gerth! I love you!”
“!”
I declared my love so boldly that Gerth seemed to get caught up in the excitement, rolling his shoulders. If I encouraged him a bit more, Iyongi would die today. I was whistling and cheering when Father suddenly jumped up and blocked Gerth’s path.
“You there! For the sake of your father-in-law’s face, just look at this once!”
Gerth had broken down. If the man before him was his father-in-law, then Iyongi’s mother-in-law would be Iyongi herself—and confronting this reality, she seemed to have plunged into deep anguish once more.
Father really is a coward. Using genealogy as a weapon at a time like this.
“Honey. Honestly, you’ve been too much up until now. Why don’t you just apologize once to our beautiful Mitchell?”
“I have done nothing wrong.”
“What do you mean you’ve done nothing wrong! If I hadn’t been Duke Neftis, you would have been captured long ago!”
“The Creator of Mother Goddess said that machines are cured by striking them.”
“…What?”
“Mother Goddess is the Creator’s child and a machine. That statement means children are cured by striking them.”
“…What?”
Iyongi spouted such absurdity that Father broke down too. Reduced to a creature that only repeated “What?” and “What?”, Father let out a groan, and whether his blood pressure spiked or not, he clutched the back of his neck and collapsed.
“You there! Come to your senses! Your wife has returned alive—what will you do if you’re like this!”
Apet cast an emergency healing skill on Father. His condition should have returned to peak, but the psychological shock was severe; he lay sprawled on the ground groaning “Oh dear, oh dear.”
“The previous you seemed to know you would fight with me. Had you ever met this Mother Goddess?”
“I only heard her voice, but Mother knew everything.”
Knowing everything meant she knew I would beat Iyongi to death in the process of becoming the King of Ten Thousand Demons, right? What on earth was she thinking? If she knew everything, why is she suffering a DDoS attack, and why did she create Cha Cha in that state?
Under my barrage of questions, Iyongi closed her eyes tightly and said the time had come to reveal Mother’s true identity.
“True identity? Is there another identity besides being a satellite?”
“Mother is both a god and a demon.”
That’s quite cryptic. Come to think of it, doesn’t this world lack the concept of demons? The Demon Race is just a term for mana users, and since there’s no opposing force against the gods, there shouldn’t be a concept of demons at all. Perhaps that’s why I’m hearing the word “demon” for the first time in ages.
“A demon? What does that mean?”
“Do you mean an evil member of the Demon Race?”
Apet and the demi-humans also seemed confused. The Serpent King’s Tower Officials were roughly guessing it meant a member of the Demon Race doing bad things, when Iyongi spoke with gravity.
“The ability to grasp the precise position and momentum of every atom, explain all phenomena of past and present, and even predict the future. Mother called this Laplace’s Demon.”
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Weren’t all the future humans except Mitchell mathematical geniuses? How can such an ignorant creature exist?
Watching Iyongi firmly believe Mother was a demon, having misunderstood Mother Goddess’s metaphorical explanation of her ability as “Laplace’s Demon,” I found myself at a loss for words.
More than that, who would tell her it’s a mathematical term? Once she finds out, that dragon will be absolutely mortified. She might even breathe fire from the shame.
As we exchanged glances, we couldn’t help but focus on Father. Indeed, having one’s husband explain it is the least embarrassing. At our subtle gaze, Father wrapped his face in his hands and took a long, deep breath.
“Whoooosh, hee, whoooosh.”
We all tacitly agreed to give Father time. After taking long breaths and slapping his own face, Father raised both arms as if ready, then leaned close to the ear of Neftis Procura. He was whispering something, but I couldn’t hear it—surely he was explaining that Laplace’s Demon is a mathematical term. As Father’s whisper ended, the dragon squeezed her eyes shut.
“What do I do…”
“Oh no, what do we do.”
Both Lakne and Magania pitied Iyongi, wondering what would happen if the second dragon died of shame. The scales of the blue jeweled dragon flushed crimson. She seemed to be dying of embarrassment.
“Say, daughter. You must have come for a reason, but would you mind letting Mother be alone today?”
“Understood. I comprehend.”
“Thank you. Thank you, our beautiful Mitchell. Father always loves you.”
After taking a beating alongside Iyongi, Father embraced me tightly, as he always had. Given the circumstances, the demi-humans and magical beasts tactfully returned to the Tower, and I decided to savor the feast Gerth had prepared.

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