I Summoned the Demon King and Got a Dad - Chapter 61

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61. Cottage (2)

The cottage that Elisia purchased truly exuded a fairy tale-like atmosphere.

It was only natural.

Elisia had recreated it to look exactly like the one from Shuria’s fairy tale book.

Theodor looked at the cottage with a fed-up expression.

“Wow! Wow! Wow!!!”

Shuria was jumping around with joy.

But to Theodor, that cottage that looked exactly like the fairy tale book only felt terrible.

He was so sick of that cottage that just looking at it made him dizzy.

He couldn’t understand why children watched the same thing over and over again so many times.

Theodor turned his gaze away.

He saw Elisia’s smiling face.

Elisia, who must have suffered as much as he had, strangely looked happy.

“Don’t you get tired of it?”

“Shuria is quite moderate, I once read the same fairy tale book for a whole year.”

“…I see.”

It was the first time Shuria seemed like an angel.

One book for a whole year.

Shuria did read only one book too, but she would get tired of it after about three months.

By the time spring came, she would probably come looking for another book.

I’ll be with that cottage until spring.

Theodor stared blankly at the cottage and then opened his mouth.

“I’m grateful for your kindness.”

“It’s all your tax money anyway.”

Elisia said that with a laugh.

Theodor had one of the highest incomes in the Empire and owned a large domain.

Naturally, the taxes he paid were astronomical amounts.

Certainly Elisia’s words were correct.

They weren’t wrong.

But shouldn’t you, as a princess, not say that.

I’m also living lavishly here with gold coins from the demons in the Demon Realm, but I don’t say it like that.

Theodor watched Elisia holding Shuria’s hand and entering the cottage.

Today, her dress and cloak looked particularly luxurious.

She’s really being treated well as a princess…

After taking one last look at the cottage’s atmosphere, Theodor clicked his tongue once and followed the two into the cottage.

If he kept looking at that thing, he really felt like he’d get sick of it.

But Theodor, who had come inside, regretted it once again.

It wasn’t just the exterior that was the same.

Even the interior was completely identical to the illustrations in the fairy tale book.

He was certainly grateful and appreciative of Elisia’s efforts, but strangely his head hurt.

Seeing Shuria happy without knowing his inner feelings made his heart feel…

…not at all at ease.

I should go to a bookstore soon and buy some other books.

Winter fairy tales were everywhere.

Surely there would be at least one fairy tale book she’d like among them.

Theodor hoped that this trip would be the end of reading the cottage fairy tale book.

“Light this fire!!”

Shuria said, pointing at the fireplace made of red bricks.

It was a world where heating and cooling were done by magic.

Things like that were now objects used only in the past.

The smoke from wood made throats hurt, fire was dangerous for fires, and managing embers was troublesome.

“Alright.”

But even if he explained all that, he couldn’t convince Shuria.

Theodor nodded, knowing this fact.

Standing in front of the neatly stacked firewood, Theodor hesitated.

He was wondering whether to use regular fire or the fire of the Demon Realm.

The fire of the Demon Realm would never go out until Theodor commanded it and didn’t need firewood, but it was blue instead of red.

Instead, there was no risk of fire, no need to manage embers, and it wouldn’t make throats hurt.

The moment Theodor, who had been pondering, lit the fire of the Demon Realm.

“Ah! Not that, red!”

Shuria’s voice was heard.

…In the end, Theodor used flint to light the fire.

Theodor felt a strange emotion as he looked at the blazing flames.

Shuria was probably the only person who could use the Demon Lord as kindling.

Looking at the fireplace, Shuria smiled brightly.

“Thank you, Dad!”

I’m not thankful.

Theodor thought that while reaching out to Shuria and pressing her philtrum firmly.

Then thick soot appeared on Shuria’s face.

That sight seemed to improve his mood a little.

Theodor smiled satisfactorily while looking at Shuria, who hadn’t noticed her appearance.

“Mustache.”

“?”

Feeling uneasy about Theodor’s somehow joyful appearance, Shuria jumped up and ran to the mirror.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Shuria’s scream filled the cottage.

It was a pleasant sound.

Shuria, who had come back to Theodor, glared at him while huffing angrily.

It was fortunate that Shuria didn’t know any curse words.

“Dad is mean!”

It was natural for demons to be mean.

“I know.”

At Theodor’s shameless answer, Shuria seemed unable to calm her anger and huffed.

She rubbed hard with her hands, but it wasn’t enough to erase it all.

In the end, Shuria ended up saying the meanest thing she knew to Theodor.

“Go read documents and do work!”

That’s a bit much.

Theodor finally couldn’t hold back and burst into laughter.

His innocent daughter was too cute.

Theodor approached Shuria and took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe Shuria’s philtrum.

Theodor originally never carried handkerchiefs.

But Shuria was always clumsy, and perhaps because of that, at some point he started always carrying a handkerchief.

“Should Dad go to work?”

At Theodor’s response, Shuria finally realized that she had misspoken.

She was angry at Dad.

But she didn’t want to not be able to play together because of that.

But it hurt her pride to say she didn’t want that.

Shuria puffed up her cheeks.

“I don’t know, I hate you.”

In the end, that was all she could say.

Shuria didn’t know it, but those words were the ones that could weaken Theodor more than anyone else.

“I’m sorry.”

Saying that, Theodor picked up Shuria and walked toward the fireplace.

The fire he had lit was crackling, making the room warm and bright.

Upon hearing his apology, Shuria buried her face in his chest as if to forgive him.

It was peaceful.

For just a brief moment.

Shuria looked up and her eyes met Theodor’s.

“Are you sorry?”

“Hm?”

“I asked if you’re sorry.”

Feeling like he shouldn’t say he was sorry, Theodor kept his mouth shut.

But Shuria never missed an opportunity.

“If you’re sorry, then this.”

What Shuria brought out was yarn and long needles made of wood.

That’s right.

Shuria was now trying to make Theodor knit.

Theodor recalled the contents of the fairy tale book.

It was a story about animal friends gathering in a cottage during a snowy winter, sharing stories and having parties, all wearing scarves knitted by Grandmother Bear to spend the winter warmly together.

The idea of him doing such a thing was absurd.

But just as Theodor knew Shuria, Shuria also knew Theodor.

She was the person who knew better than anyone what words he was weak to.

Shuria smiled brightly and hugged Theodor.

“Dad is good at everything!”

“I can’t knit.”

But there were things Theodor couldn’t compromise on either.

He was a warrior.

A knight.

And for someone like him to knit.

His pride absolutely wouldn’t allow it.

“I’m disappointed.”

Here it started again.

Theodor sighed, and Shuria, puffing up her cheeks, ran to Elisia.

Theodor had a premonition.

“Sister, do you know how to do this?”

“Yes.”

At Elisia’s answer, Shuria’s gaze turned to Theodor.

Her eyes were telling him.

“Dad is incompetent.”

He could already feel what she was thinking, but she kindly said it out loud too.

Having died twice like that, Theodor got up from his seat and walked over to the two of them.

“Please help me out.”

Please teach me some knitting too.

At Theodor’s words, Elisia nodded and picked up Shuria.

Then Elisia went to the campfire and, just like the scene from the fairy tale book, held Shuria in her arms and began knitting.

“What story would you like to hear?”

“The Winter Witch!”

“Alright.”

The crackling sound of the campfire could be heard.

Elisia’s voice could be heard as she knitted and told Shuria a story.

Though it was exactly like the fairy tale book, strangely this scene wasn’t unpleasant, unlike the book he had read to the point of boredom.

Theodor quietly watched the two of them.

How much time had passed like that?

Shuria, who had been nodding off, fell asleep.

Only then did Elisia, who had stopped knitting and storytelling, approach Theodor.

“Please take care of the campfire.”

Saying that, Elisia wrapped the scarf she had just knitted around Theodor’s neck.

It was a scarf so well-knitted that it was hard to believe she had made it in such a short time.

Looking out the window, the snow had stopped at some point.

It was exactly like the contents of the fairy tale book.

Except for the fact that the grandmother bear before his eyes was pretty and young.

“Yes.”

The important thing was that in that fairy tale book, no animal refused the grandmother’s words.

Theodor found himself answering as if enchanted.

And so there were now two people who could use Theodor as kindling.

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