I Summoned the Demon King and Got a Dad - Chapter 62

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62. Cottage (3)

Theodor looked at the wood and flint.

Today marked the second day.

Theodor was still Shuria’s flint.

The problem was that this treatment didn’t feel bad.

From childhood, everything had been easy for Theodor.

Strong power, handsome appearance, and the high status that came with it.

Since he had naturally obtained everything with ease from birth, he had no sense of achievement.

But this was also the reason Theodor had opened his heart to Shuria.

The first being he had desperately wanted.

That was Shuria to Theodor.

Theodor looked at the campfire that had begun blazing brightly and imagined Shuria’s face when she would be delighted.

He wanted to see that foolishly smiling face soon.

After staring blankly at the campfire for a moment, he entered the cottage and saw Elisia knitting with Shuria’s head resting on her lap.

Even though Shuria was asleep, her hands still didn’t stop.

Despite not much time having passed, a fairly long scarf had been knitted on Elisia’s lap.

The color of the scarf was also like a fairy tale book.

Theodor’s expression hardened at this fact, and he approached Elisia with a serious face and lifted Shuria into his arms.

The child’s head was heavier than expected, so it was a considerate action toward Elisia.

At that moment, Elisia looked up from her knitting needles and their gazes met.

“Thank you.”

Theodor nodded at Elisia’s words.

He took Shuria into the room and closed the door.

Through the gap in the door, Elisia could be seen still continuing her knitting.

After laying Shuria on the bed, Theodor contemplated whether to lie down next to her, then moved back outside.

Theodor positioned himself in front of Elisia and watched her knitting.

“Why don’t you rest?”

Naturally, Elisia, feeling his gaze, spoke with curiosity.

But Theodor couldn’t understand why he was doing this here either.

“I wanted to see the knitting.”

It was completely an excuse.

There was no way he would be interested in something like knitting.

But at Theodor’s answer, Elisia only showed a serious expression.

Had Shuria’s words about being incompetent been such a wound?

Coincidentally, Elisia had one more knitting needle.

Elisia got up from her seat, holding yarn and a needle to give him.

Elisia moved and sat next to Theodor.

At Elisia’s sudden action, Theodor was flustered and moved away from her.

“I’ll teach you.”

Having made such an excuse, he couldn’t refuse now.

Receiving the needle from Elisia, Theodor rubbed the thin twig that seemed like it would break at any moment with his hand.

Controlling his strength wasn’t difficult, but he didn’t think he could do such delicate work.

“…Thank you.”

Finally saying that, Theodor began moving his hands according to Elisia’s explanation.

A giant man was knitting with thin needles that seemed too fragile even to use as kindling.

It should have felt like a strange sight.

Elisia thought so while looking at Theodor.

Is it because he’s handsome?

Strangely, it suits him.

“You have no talent.”

But that was all.

Even assuming it was his first time, Theodor had absolutely no talent for sewing.

And at Elisia’s words, he felt helplessness for the first time in a long while.

No talent?

Him?

How dare she?

For Theodor, who had always grown up hearing only that he was a genius, being told he had no talent was extremely shocking.

But he couldn’t argue back either.

And in fact.

“…Please show me one more time.”

He couldn’t even understand what Elisia had done or how.

Theodor didn’t know it, but he had no talent for work requiring manual dexterity, including sewing.

“Someone who handles a sword so well.”

At Elisia’s murmuring voice as if she couldn’t believe it, Theodor felt slight irritation.

Because he was more frustrated himself.

He had never been this bad at anything before.

Theodor was someone who, when taught one thing, would understand ten, and quickly develop those ten into a hundred.

But Elisia was a good teacher.

At the end of her teaching, Theodor was finally able to complete one row.

“It’s already amazing that you’ve come this far.”

At Elisia’s feet as she said this, a completed scarf was already placed.

But Elisia didn’t stop there and took out different needles from the basket.

They were thicker and larger needles than before.

“Didn’t you finish it?”

“That’s Shuria’s, this is yours.”

Elisia said this and began knitting using dark navy yarn.

For Theodor, who didn’t feel cold, a scarf was an unnecessary item.

But strangely, he couldn’t say that.

“Thank you.”

At Theodor’s answer, Elisia smiled and spoke.

“If you’re truly grateful, you should make one too.”

“What, you mean?”

“A scarf, even a very small one would be fine.”

Honestly, Theodor wasn’t confident he could knit anything larger than a handkerchief.

“I understand.”

At his answer, Elisia smiled softly.

She wanted to tell him to give the first thing he made as a gift to Shuria.

But she had already made and gifted a scarf, which was among the lowest difficulty levels, and knowing his personality, he would want to give Shuria a perfect work.

So the two continued knitting without saying anything.

Shuria woke up when the sun had set far into the night.

“…I’m hungry.”

Opening her mouth wide as she came outside, Shuria approached Theodor with half-open eyes and lay down with her head on his lap.

Then she lifted her head at Theodor’s unusual appearance.

“Father, you just hid something.”

At Shuria’s sharp question, Theodor felt cold sweat running down his back.

He didn’t want to show her the scarf he had made.

Such an inadequate appearance.

Theodor didn’t want to accept that he had this side to him, and especially didn’t want his daughter to find out.

At that moment, Elisia, sensing Theodor’s feelings, approached Shuria.

“Shuria, look at this.”

“Wow!”

Shuria’s eyes widened as she saw the scarf in Elisia’s hands.

It was because Elisia was holding a scarf that looked exactly like the one from the fairy tale book.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes! It’s exactly like the one the bear grandmother made!”

“Really?”

Saying that, Elisia smiled proudly.

At that sight, Theodor felt some strange emotion.

His hand gripping the knitting needles hidden behind his back tightened.

“But the bear grandmother here is young and pretty~!”

Shuria said with a cheeky tone while winking.

Theodor denied reality at the fact that Shuria had the same thought as him and at Shuria’s somewhat folksy way of speaking.

There was no way he would look like that.

But fortunately, Elisia burst into laughter at Shuria’s words.

“Would you like to call me bear sister?”

“Sister isn’t a bear.”

Right, Elisia wasn’t a bear.

If he had to make a comparison.

An animal came to mind in Theodor’s contemplating head.

Yes, a snow fox.

Elisia resembled a pure white snow fox.

“You look like a snow rabbit!”

What nonsense. You’re the rabbit.

Theodor wanted to completely deny Shuria’s words.

For the most rabbit-like child to say such things.

Elisia seemed to think the same, as she wrapped the scarf around Shuria’s neck and spoke.

“You’re the rabbit, Shuria.”

“I don’t like rabbits.”

“Then what do you like?”

“Gorillas.”

….

At Shuria’s firm answer, Theodor and Elisia quickly exchanged glances.

Even though they didn’t know much about girls, they knew that ordinary girls wouldn’t like gorillas.

Theodor was grateful that Shuria hadn’t said she wanted to keep a pet.

He didn’t want to raise an orangutan.

It wasn’t scary, but he didn’t want to keep something so dark in the house.

“…Why do you like gorillas?”

Elisia, who barely managed to pull herself together, spoke, and Shuria answered firmly.

“They look like Father.”

“Pfft!”

Elisia, who couldn’t hold back her laughter, covered her mouth after meeting Theodor’s bewildered gaze.

Calling him a gorilla.

It was the first time in his life he’d heard such a comparison.

“Shuria likes the animal that looks most like Father~!”

Elisia tried to somehow smooth over the situation, but it was already too late.

Shocked, Theodor quietly muttered the word gorilla.

“Yes, they’re the strongest and black!”

It didn’t feel like a compliment at all.

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