My Daddy Hides His Power - Chapter 152

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Father hides his strength
Chapter 152
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The day of Father’s departure.
I’d been out of my mind since early morning.
“Dad, what exactly are you—”
Rather than hurry off, Father was too busy packing my bag after fastening his full suit of armor.
A doll, sketch paper, colored pencils, a toothbrush….
‘A toothbrush?’
I frowned.
Looking closer, I spotted a large duffel bag he’d already packed over there. Probably my clothes.
“Are you sending me to Aunt’s?”
Father had a pathological anxiety about leaving me alone.
So whenever he’d be away for more than two days, he’d always arrange for me to stay somewhere else.
When Uncle was in Jedo, I stayed at Aunt’s most often, though I’d visited Axion’s house frequently too.
“Didn’t you say Uncle went on an expedition somewhere else the other day?”
I’d always been left with people Father trusted to be strong enough, but this time there was nowhere suitable, so we’d agreed I’d just stay home.
“Right, not Aunt’s.”
“Then where? I’ll just stay with Grandfather. There are plenty of soldiers here anyway…. Please stop worrying.”
“I was trying to.”
Father’s expression darkened.
“…I had a nightmare last night. A bad one.”
“What kind of dream was it?”
“Nothing much. Just unpleasant.”
After slinging the packed bag across my shoulder, Father suddenly yanked up the rug spread across the floor.
“……?”
When had he drawn this? A Teleportation Magic Circle was traced into the floorboards beneath.
“Dad, did you learn this from Master?”
“Yes, long ago. Don’t worry—I’ve already told your grandfather. This expedition will take at least another week….”
“A week? So you’re telling me I have to stay somewhere for a whole week?”
I hurriedly examined the coordinate section of the magic circle.
I couldn’t tell where it led, no matter how hard I looked.
“I’m sorry for doing this so suddenly, Princess.”
“Never mind that—where am I going?!”
Afraid I’d refuse, Father hadn’t told me the destination at all.
“No, Dad! I don’t want to!”
I tried to run, but Father snatched me up and stepped onto the magic circle, flooding it with mana.
A searing blue light made me squeeze my eyes shut, then open them again.
‘Where am I?’
The floor was crammed so full of books and papers there was nowhere to set my feet.
A dark room with curtains drawn so tightly not a sliver of light could enter.
“……?”
The only illumination came from a single desk lamp with a crimson shade flickering in one corner.
“…What… what is this?”
Oscar was sitting at the desk, dark circles hanging down nearly to his jaw, his mouth hanging open in shock.
Was this really happening?
Father, holding me as I struggled, asked in a meek voice:
“Tower Master, I’m sorry for this sudden intrusion…. I know this is an shameless request, but could you possibly watch over the child for a while…?”
“Excuse me?”
“No, Dad! This won’t work!”
The pen in Oscar’s hand dropped—clatter—and rolled across the floor.
“…You’re insane….”
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The topmost floor of the Magic Tower.
The moment I walked in, I couldn’t help but gape.
“This is ridiculous. Am I a babysitter? Huh? A babysitter?!”
From somewhere in the distant kitchen, I could hear Oscar muttering.
A neck-stretched shirt and shorts.
No matter how I looked at it, his outfit didn’t fit this luxurious two-story penthouse at all….
I swallowed hard and looked around the apartment again.
‘What on earth is this place?’
The tallest building in Jedo. The Magic Tower.
Oscar’s residence, perched on the tower’s highest floor, had walls of floor-to-ceiling glass that commanded a sweeping view of the entire city below.
And that was just the beginning.
A dazzling expanse of marble flooring, split across two levels!
‘Wow, must be at least two thousand square feet? How is it even possible to be this spacious?’
A spiraling staircase with refined design….
Premium sofas anchoring the living room’s center….
An entire wall lined with towering bookshelves….
Every piece of furniture coordinated in sleek black and white.
It was nothing short of a modern penthouse, decades ahead of its time!
With its twenty-first-century Earth aesthetic, it felt like coming home.
“The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it seems?”
Oscar continued grumbling as he paced back and forth in front of the island kitchen counter.
“Just out of the blue, asking me to watch a child, no warning—didn’t you think to at least give me a day’s notice?”
“I’m very sorry, Master….”
“Why are you apologizing? Your father should be the one apologizing!”
Oscar kept muttering to himself.
“Damn it. Not a thing to eat in this house, nothing for the kid to play with, nothing at all! Argh!”
I shuffled nervously into the living room and settled onto the white rug spread before the sofa.
From this vantage point, the apartment seemed twice as grand.
“I didn’t know you had a residence, Master….”
“What? Where else would I live if I didn’t have a house?”
“No, I mean—I thought that room I saw earlier was your bedroom. The one with the bed and desk and everything.”
Even during my lucid dreams, I’d stayed there with Oscar.
“I spend most of my time there anyway. I can wash up, eat, and sleep all in one place—it’s too much trouble to go back and forth all the way here.”
“I see. Master, there’s something I’ve been curious about….”
“What is it.”
Oscar answered while rummaging around in the kitchen.
“How much is your annual salary…?”
“Out of nowhere?”
Oscar tilted his head in confusion, then seemed to catch on to why I was asking, and let out a low chuckle.
“Want to know? If you do, it’ll make your father look dirt poor~.”
“Actually, I’d rather not hear it.”
Still chuckling, Oscar returned with a small tray and set it on the table in front of me.
Cookies studded with chocolate and a glass of warm milk.
“Oh. I already had breakfast….”
“Once you’ve had breakfast, snacks are a separate category, aren’t they?”
“…That’s true. Thank you.”
This man had truly mastered childcare.
I’d worried I might have to skip snacks today.
As I quickly grabbed a cookie, Oscar dropped onto the sofa beside me.
He leaned his head back against the cushions, looking exhausted, and muttered once more, “Insane man….”
Father must be tickling your ears with all this complaining.
“But Master, don’t you have work?”
“What are you talking about? You’re here for me to watch, so how could I go in?”
“I can play on my own just fine. You can go, Master.”
“Never mind. You’re staying.”
“…You really won’t go? Isn’t that truancy? Don’t tell me you’re planning not to show up for the entire week while you’re taking care of me?”
“I’m the Tower Master—no one’s going to say anything about whether I show up or not!”
That was fair enough. But I still felt a twinge of guilt.
Taking time off work just to look after me….
“Hell, what am I supposed to do? Want to read?”
Oscar, suddenly thrust into a week of babysitting, seemed genuinely worried.
“You mean the books on your shelf over there, Master?”
I shook my head while looking at his bookcase, which appeared to be stuffed entirely with intimidatingly difficult titles.
“They look boring. I can just draw pictures and play.”
I pulled out some sketch paper and colored pencils from my bag. As I rummaged through, I spotted the Shell-shaped Magic Artifact Oscar had given me.
‘That’s right! I need to keep studying this. I almost forgot.’
I placed the shell artifact on the table, and Oscar’s expression darkened as soon as he saw it.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“You gave it to him, didn’t you? That artifact?”
This time too, he meant Cheshire….
“Yes, I did.”
“Ah, I knew this would happen!”
“No, no, wait! Listen! I gave the Shell-shaped Magic Artifact to Cheshire for emergencies only! It’s because of Theo! They’re both going on the Subjugation together!”
“And if it breaks? He’ll end up in the middle of the Battlefield?”
“Come on, it won’t break. I told him to only use it in the most extreme danger, and Cheshire said that since I’m going, there’s absolutely no reason he’d ever break it.”
But if. Just if.
If the moment comes when I’m truly needed, Cheshire will break the Magical Device.
I gave it to Cheshire rather than Theo because he knows my identity as Primera.
‘He’ll break it in an environment where I can appear out of thin air and use my power without issue, right?’
Cheshire is smart, after all.
‘It would be best if it doesn’t break at all.’
If this breaks, it would be the worst possible situation.
A crisis that no one but Primera could resolve.
“Ugh, I really don’t like this.”
Oscar grumbled, but apparently he too believed that Cheshire would have no reason to break it, so he said nothing more.
Then he brought over a book and began reading, while I sketched.
Oscar asked me various things now and then.
When should I bathe?
What time do I sleep?
Did I bring a toothbrush?
And so on….
As we chatted about this and that, time slipped away quickly.
“Sigh, what should we eat for lunch? There’s nothing in the house. Should we go out?”
“Yes, please! Meat!”
“That girl and her meat obsession.”
Oscar chuckled and stood up.
“Let me change clothes and I’ll be right out….”
Then.
With a sharp crack, the Shell-shaped Magic Artifact on the table snapped in two.
“No.”
Oscar spun around in shock,
and my mind went white.
“…Hey.”
“M-Master.”
Oscar’s face drained of color and he rushed at me, seizing my arm firmly.
“Wait, just wait. Don’t do anything. Right now, he’s in the middle of the Battlefield.”
I couldn’t hear Oscar’s words.
A high-pitched ringing filled my ears as countless horrible scenarios flooded my mind.
Cheshire broke the artifact.
The worst situation.
One so dire that I’d have to take on tremendous risk to answer it….
It meant things were critical.
“Master….”
“No, wait. Snap out of it. Look at me.”
Oscar grabbed my face, forcing our eyes to meet, even as my attention fixed on the broken artifact.
“Think rationally! If you go there now….”
“I have to go.”
In that situation, someone’s life or death could hang in the balance every second, maybe even every fraction of a second.
“Hey!!!”
Oscar’s bloodshot eyes trembled as he screamed, but I had no room for hesitation.
‘To Cheshire.’
2hours
The bracelet on my right hand flared with light.
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In an instant, the child vanished before his eyes.
The arm that had released her small body grasped at empty air.
“…….”
Time seemed to stop.
Oscar had gone rigid.
“Ah….”
He understood that Lilis would have to bear countless dangers, understood it so clearly that Cheshire had needed to summon the girl—a situation dire enough to demand her presence.
A crisis that only Primera could resolve.
“Ah, ah….”
In a mind that had held nothing but a pen all his life, the chaos of a Battlefield he’d never witnessed unfolded before him in vivid horror.
Grotesque monsters….
Human bodies torn and bloodied with cruel violence….
And.
Between them, Lilis.
Imagination, as always, painted a scene far more brutal than any reality could be.
“Hah, ha. Ugh….”
In that moment, a suffocating pain seized him.
He gripped his collar roughly.

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