I Summoned the Demon King and Got a Dad - Chapter 42

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42. A Princess’s Duty Is Not Kidnapping (1)

 

Today was the first day Elisia would teach Shuria.

 

Until now, she had mostly focused on play, like reading fairy tales or playing together.

 

But Theodor thought it would be right to lay some foundation.

 

“Between seven and five, which is the bigger number?”

 

Shuria stared at the numbers 7 and 5 drawn on the blackboard at Elisia’s question, then spoke loudly.

 

“Five!”

 

“Hmm, why do you think that?”

 

“Five looks stronger!”

 

…Oh~

 

That was a creative approach.

 

But today’s lesson was for mathematical ability, not creativity.

 

Elisia drew apples under the numbers to give an example.

 

“Which number is bigger?”

 

“Five!”

 

But Shuria’s answer didn’t change.

 

Elisia thought Shuria could count basic numbers, so confusion appeared on her face.

 

“Aren’t there more apples here?”

 

But at Elisia’s question, Shuria shook her head.

 

“I don’t like apples.”

 

Don’t bring personal feelings into math…

 

After thinking for a moment, Elisia erased the apples and drew macarons in their place.

 

“How about now?”

 

“Seven!!”

 

Should I be relieved that she knows basic numbers?

 

Elisia felt a strange mood as she continued the lesson.

 

Still, it felt like she understood what numbers were.

 

It was only one to ten, but that was enough for a five-year-old child.

 

Now it was time to learn etiquette and manners.

 

After all, Elisia was hired as a tutor to teach that.

 

Elisia began reading the questions she had prepared one by one.

 

“Shuria, what would you say if a friend was bullying another friend?”

 

“You shouldn’t hit friends, didn’t you learn that?”

 

?

 

Wouldn’t just the first part be enough?

 

It was somewhat ambiguous, but the act of stopping a fight itself was right.

 

“If a friend only plays with a new kid and won’t play with you, what would you do?”

 

“Where would there be a kid who would do that to me?”

 

You don’t have a single friend though.

 

It was shameless, but high self-esteem wasn’t a bad thing.

 

It seemed better to ask a different kind of question.

 

“Dad is carrying something heavy, what would you say?”

 

At Elisia’s words, Shuria opened her mouth with a serious expression.

 

“If it’s heavy enough for Dad to struggle with, why move it?”

 

That’s true.

 

At Shuria’s answer, Elisia belatedly realized there was a contradiction in her question.

 

If it was heavy enough for the Grand Duke to find difficult, there would be no ordinary reason to move it.

 

“What would you do if a noble friend excluded another friend just because they’re a commoner?”

 

“My dad is a Grand Duke, what are you?”

 

Each answer was cheeky, but not wrong.

 

They were words that could solve the fundamental problem and end the situation.

 

But her way of speaking is too rude…

 

“How about speaking a little more kindly?”

 

“If they were the type to realize things from kind words, they wouldn’t have acted that way.”

 

“…That’s true.”

 

I shouldn’t be agreeing with this.

 

It wasn’t wrong though.

 

Elisia, who had written down Shuria’s answers, fell into thought about what to do with this.

 

Honestly, she agreed with Shuria’s opinions too.

 

She seems like she’ll do well on her own.

 

She’s a bit rude, but she’s still a young child.

 

“Still, you need to use formal speech with adults.”

 

But this was a different matter.

 

Theodor also used formal speech with her, but Shuria didn’t.

 

Originally, knowing that Shuria was a young child, she didn’t bother pointing it out, but now that education had started, it was different.

 

“Formal speech?”

 

“Yes, honorifics.”

 

“Speaking politely and respectfully to elders, try ending your words with ‘yo’ and ‘da’.”

 

At Elisia’s words, Shuria made an expression as if she understood.

 

“I understood-yo.”

 

It’s cute though.

 

No, it’s cute though.

 

That’s not how you do it though.

 

“In that case, ‘I understood’ (formal).”

 

“I understood-yo?”

 

Shuria answered like that and tilted her head.

 

…It is cute!

 

She’s using honorifics well, so wouldn’t it be okay to leave her like that for now?

 

Just as Elisia was pondering, Theodor entered the room.

 

“Are you doing well?”

 

“Dad!”

 

Shuria smiled brightly and ran to Theodor, wrapping her arms around him.

 

“Hug me-yo.”

 

…What language is this?

 

Thinking that, Theodor still picked up Shuria, and Elisia watched his reaction before speaking.

 

“I was teaching honorifics.”

 

“I learned honorifics-yo!”

 

Now he understood what the situation was.

 

Theodor looked at Shuria, whose eyes sparkled as if asking for praise, and sighed.

 

This is ruined.

 

Who could he blame when he was the child’s father now?

 

It was his fault for educating her wrong.

 

“…Good job.”

 

It seemed like he needed to make her understand what formal speech was first.

 

“Formal speech is for elders and superiors.”

 

“Okay!”

 

Wait, why aren’t you using formal speech?

 

Contractually, she was the superior party, but that was a different matter from this.

 

Theodor opened his mouth with a firm expression.

 

“Dad is also an elder.”

 

“Dad doesn’t smile, so why is he an elder?”

 

“That elder… No. Just don’t use formal speech with Dad.”

 

Listening to that way of speaking made him feel like his own intelligence would decrease.

 

And the term “elder” was explained comprehensively, but to explain the exact concept to Shuria, he would have to teach her about the class system.

 

He couldn’t let her use formal speech even with the servants.

 

“For now, just use it with your teacher.”

 

“Why? Everyone except me is an adult.”

 

She understood what an adult was, but just spoke casually anyway?

 

It was absurd.

 

Theodor suppressed the urge to pinch Shuria’s cheeks.

 

“You don’t need to use honorifics with commoners.”

 

At Elisia’s words, Shuria tilted her head.

 

“Why?”

 

Why, indeed.

 

Neither Elisia nor Theodor had ever questioned that.

 

It was the rule and the natural way of things.

 

“Because our social status is high.”

 

“Is that more important than age?”

 

“Most of the time.”

 

“It’s difficult.”

 

Theodor sighed at the sight of Shuria’s scrunched-up expression.

 

Given the situation, it seemed better to teach her only the most important concept rather than hoping for understanding.

 

“Social status is like that, Shuria. It’s absolute but discriminatory and unequal.”

 

Though she couldn’t understand all of Theodor’s words, no matter how much she thought about it, they didn’t seem to contain good meanings.

 

These were words she had never read even once in fairy tale books.

 

“But why do we have to follow it?”

 

“Because it’s society’s rule and law.”

 

“…I don’t know.”

 

Saying that, Shuria buried her face in Theodor’s shoulder, conveying that she didn’t want to hear anymore.

 

It was too complicated and gave her a headache.

 

She couldn’t understand any of it.

 

At that moment, Elisia began drawing macarons and apples on the blackboard.

 

“The class system is like giving only apples to friends and only macarons to Shuria.”

 

“Then I can just give my macarons to my friends.”

 

At Shuria’s answer, as if it were obvious, both Elisia and Theodor widened their eyes and smiled.

 

Shuria already knew the most important concept.

 

Reaching out to pat Shuria’s head, Theodor spoke.

 

“That’s right, Shuria. Those with high social status or wealth must fulfill corresponding moral duties and responsibilities.”

 

Though she couldn’t understand what he meant, Shuria knew why he and she worked so hard every night without sleep.

 

Shuria looked up and her eyes met Theodor’s.

 

She smiled brightly and spoke.

 

“Like Dad and Teacher!”

 

It was nothing special, just the smile she always gave him.

 

He felt as if the days he had endured with duty and responsibility were being rewarded.

 

Theodor was caught up in a strange emotion.

 

Warm, cozy, and strange—an emotion that absolutely didn’t suit him.

 

Theodor spent a long time choosing his words before finally smiling.

 

Because his daughter was so lovable.

 

“That’s right.”

 

“Yes, I’ll do that.”

 

Thinking that she was proud of her dad, Shuria smiled brightly.

 

“I can do it, because I’m Dad’s daughter.”

 

While watching the heartwarming scene with satisfaction, Elisia felt a strange sense of discord and looked out the window.

 

An ominous-looking red butterfly was flying around outside the window.

 

Did she notice it because she disliked insects?

 

Elisia dismissed it as nothing important, but Reina was calming her startled heart.

 

She had been relieved that Theodor hadn’t noticed her, but thought that strange human woman had discovered her.

 

Returning to her hiding place, Elisia transformed back into human form and ran her fingers through her hair.

 

What kind of situation is this, really?

 

That powerful magical energy was definitely the Demon Lord.

 

But what was that attitude about?

 

Reina knew well about the instincts of demons.

 

Including the fact that they could never love humans.

 

Then the contract must have changed him.

 

The Magical Diagram’s ability wasn’t brainwashing.

 

It would be more accurate to describe it as binding or coercion.

 

Even so, Theodor was showing excessive interest in Shuria.

 

Indeed, to separate the two.

 

Reina looked up at the sky above the Mansion of the Duke.

 

Today was the only opportunity.

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