I Don’t Need a Dad Like This! - Chapter 122

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【Chapter 122】

Just as Jair was watching the knights guarding the Tower of Time through the window, he heard a clattering sound behind him.

Rie was shaking out her crossbody bag.

A large fan that adults would carry came into the boy’s view.

“A fan?”

“Yes. Aunt Serena always carried it around. Rie stole it last time.”

“…Is that hair tie also that woman’s?”

“No. This one was dropped by a knight lady wandering around the Imperial Palace earlier.”

“What about the handkerchief?”

“Mother seemed uncomfortable sleeping, so I took it out of her pocket.”

“In other words, you stole everything.”

“I also have His Majesty the Emperor’s sideburn hair… Huh?!”

Rie, startled, corrected herself.

“I didn’t steal them! I picked up things that were dropped, and I helped because she seemed uncomfortable?!”

Jair was about to say that was the same thing, but closed his mouth.

However, seeing those trembling eyes shocked by his words, it seemed like the Empire’s laws would need to be changed.

Jair looked at the small hands carefully holding the Emperor’s sideburn hair and let his imagination run wild.

She must have diligently collected all those items with those hands.

It reminded him exactly of a squirrel preparing for winter.

“Well, it’s the fault of the person who couldn’t take care of their belongings. Originally, things on the ground belong to whoever picks them up first.”

“That’s right! Rie is the new owner of these items.”

“But why did you go around picking up such things?”

“Because I can see people’s past with these items.”

“Ah, right. That was possible.”

Jair’s eyes widened at Rie’s words.

Suddenly, a good idea came to mind.

* * *

At that time.

The knights guarding the entrance to the Tower of Time felt relieved seeing the tower quieter than expected.

“His Majesty the Emperor told us to guard with our eyes wide open, so I thought there would be an accident inside the tower.”

“Me too. Lady Rie could use Time Stop to escape outside.”

“She didn’t escape, right?”

“Right. She’s inside.”

One knight glanced at the tower’s window.

Rie and Jair, crouched on the floor with only their backs visible, were having a busy conversation.

Whatever they were doing, playing indoors seemed fun.

“We won’t have to deal with them throwing tantrums about going outside.”

“See, I told you? Guarding the Tower of Time is the most comfortable job.”

“While the two of them are playing is our chance. Let’s eat some sandwiches.”

Finally relieved, the knights ate the sandwiches they had prepared.

At that moment, a faint blue light spread through the window and disappeared, but the knights, intoxicated by their secret snacks, didn’t notice.

* * *

Rie and Jair’s plan was simple yet difficult.

It was to look through Serena’s past using her fan.

The children, wearing rabbit and fox masks in turn, held hands and passed through the Black Dungeon.

The past began from the moment Serena parasitized Emilia’s body.

“My goodness… It’s Emilia’s body. I finally succeeded!”

Watching Serena touch Emilia’s cheeks while looking in the mirror, Rie’s small fists trembled.

‘Bad aunt, bad aunt!’

Aunt Serena wasn’t even satisfied with Mother’s life.

“Emilia is a noble too, but she only has dresses like this…. I’m pitiful wearing such a dress. But at least there’s a fan? That’s fortunate.”

Even wearing a modest dress, she couldn’t give up the fan, and when Morgana asked if she wasn’t going to work, she was startled and hurriedly went to the Embroidery Shop.

Of course, not feeling the need to work, she quit immediately.

Seeing this, Jair muttered disapprovingly.

“Count Greenlenton chose the worst subordinate. If she decided to live in Emilia’s body, shouldn’t she at least try to imitate her?”

“Still, because it’s Aunt Serena, Rie could notice right away.”

“To be positive even in this situation. You’re the angel, not me, Rie.”

“…Hmm?”

It was an expression meaning it was fortunate that Aunt Serena was stupid.

Though she was confused about which part earned her praise, Rie didn’t have time to worry about it.

Because Serena, who had gone out in Emilia’s body, met Count Greenlenton.

The Count was also in a state of parasitizing someone else’s body.

“…Serena?”

“Yes, that’s right! Count Greenlenton?”

“That’s right. You finally succeeded.”

When he asked cautiously, initially uncertain because of Emilia’s shell, Serena clapped her hands in joy.

Unfortunately, there was no significant gain from their first conversation. Serena’s purpose was only to feel good hearing the Count’s flattering praise.

But the children’s real goal wasn’t the conversation.

What they were after was Count Greenlenton, whom past Serena had allowed them to meet.

It was time to slowly begin the operation.

‘The villain’s hair. Rie will steal it…!’

The plan Jair came up with.

It was to steal Count Greenlenton’s belongings.

Currently, Rie and Jair were invisible to people thanks to their masks.

If they stole his belongings and returned to reality, they could enter the Count’s past and find out exactly what kind of plan he was plotting.

“Rie will go and come back!”

“Be careful.”

Rie decided to do this task.

At first, Jair strongly opposed it, saying it was dangerous, but Rie wanted revenge against the Count who had stolen Mother’s soul.

Rie, wearing her mask, approached and looked up at the Count sitting in his chair.

‘…Hmm?’

At first, she only planned to steal the handkerchief in his pants pocket.

But looking at the Count’s face as he sat still, an old memory suddenly came to mind.

The memory from when she lived in the Duke’s Castle, when she tied Casselik’s hair in pigtails while time was stopped!

It was the so-called glasses-wearing Casselik incident that had caused chaos in the Duke’s Castle for a while.

‘…Should I pluck his hair? Since Rie did it once before, I can do it again.’

How satisfying it had been to pluck that hair back then.

Tap.

Rie even took off her shoes and stepped onto the Count’s knee.

The Count, immediately feeling déjà vu, frowned.

“…What is this? I guess I’m not used to this new body yet.”

But never dreaming that an invisible four-year-old child was standing on his knee, he soon shook his head.

‘Here we go.’

Rie, maintaining her balance in that position, rose on her tiptoes. And the moment she stretched out her arm and grabbed a handful of the Count’s hair.

“Aaah!”

The pain must have been worse than expected, as the Count screamed and caused Rie to lose her balance and fall face-first to the floor.

Thud.

“Rie!”

Jair, who had been watching, jumped up.

Because the mask that had been completely covering Rie’s face had come off.

The Count, who had bolted upright from his seat, discovered the child lying face down and turned pale.

“…Rie? The Time Manipulator? Why are you here…?”

“Rie can’t be seen!”

Rie hastily covered her face with her small palms and fled in a panic.

This was bad. She had been caught.

* * *

And a short while later, in the present.

“…”

Count Greenlenton looked at himself in the mirror and narrowed his displeased eyes.

In the middle of his thick hair was a round bald spot the size of a child’s palm.

“Count, sir. I’ve collected the blood from the last person…”

“What about hair loss medicine?”

“Pardon?”

“We’re collecting so much of that damn blood, so how is it that there’s no one in charge of getting a single hair loss medicine?”

As a result of Rie’s intervention in the past, the Count was unintentionally stressed about his hair loss.

‘Could she have spied on me using her time ability? But it didn’t seem like time stopped or the past was reversed, so how did she do it?’

The Time Manipulator was always using unexpected abilities one after another.

The Count shuddered as he recalled the child who had appeared in an instant and disappeared like the wind.

After that, he heightened security around the area in case the child might be watching him, but fortunately the child didn’t appear.

‘Tsk, to be this stressed over just hair loss…’

Having never once cared about his appearance, he touched his thinning hair.

Watching this scene, the Dark Mage who had been reading the mood bowed his head.

“W-well, we’ve collected blood from fifty people… Should we kidnap a healthy body that would be good for you to possess, Count?”

“Never mind that. Rescuing Serena comes first.”

The Count, who decided to deal with his hair loss later, entered the room following the Dark Mages’ guidance.

Inside was a giant glass container holding a blood-red mass that was horrifying just to look at.

It was coagulated blood from no less than fifty adults.

Although they couldn’t develop hair loss medicine, the Count was able to create a secret weapon to rescue Serena, and he spent several days and nights without sleep making something.

That was—

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