The Duke Dad I Chose Can’t (Really) See Well - Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

 

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Something only I could do.

 

Actually, it wasn’t anything special.

 

First, I wake up early in the morning.

 

Then I receive hair styling and dress-up services as payment for my signature.

 

“Oh, your hair got tied wrong. May I redo it for you?”

 

Perhaps because it was curly, tying my hair always took an unusually long time. That was also why I woke up early.

 

When I nodded, Hati untied my already-bound hair. As she combed it with a brush, she suddenly let out a sweet sigh and playfully tickled my hair.

 

“So curly… I love it so much…”

 

“Hati, I told you not to play with Miss’s hair like that.”

 

“I saw you deliberately tie her hair wrong just now, Anna.”

 

“…”

 

Then another hand joined in tickling my hair.

 

After finishing my hair, I walk around the castle stamping my face on the adults.

 

“Good morning, Chef!”

 

“Welcome, Miss. You came early.”

 

“Hehe. I wanted to bring it to you quickly. By any chance, is it ready?”

 

When I asked with sparkling eyes, the chef nodded with a solemn expression.

 

The moment he stepped back, brilliant dishes came into view.

 

Black bean soup, sandwiches with carrot rapé, and bite-sized potato salad.

 

It was a special breakfast made by the Stukkyia chef who had skills but nowhere to use them.

 

“How is it? Did I make it well according to your order?”

 

“It’s absolutely the best! You’re the best, Mister!”

 

When I gave him a thumbs up, the chef smiled contentedly.

 

“Ah, life is worth living. Who knew labor could be this joyful…”

 

It was something that would make overworked people faint if they heard it.

 

Anyway, after bowing, I diligently walked through the corridors with a tray as big as my body.

 

And I stopped at my destination and knocked. At the same time.

 

“Go away.”

 

A sharp voice came back as if it had been waiting. However, unfortunately, I had already grabbed the door handle at the same time as knocking.

 

“Oh, I’m sorry. I opened the door first.”

 

“…”

 

“Since I’ve already opened it, I’ll come in!”

 

I spoke innocently and entered the office.

 

Today too, the room was still dark as if shadows had been poured over it.

 

And a man who seemed to have gathered all the darkness in this world.

 

“…”

 

Paterre Stukkyia was looking this way with an ominous atmosphere.

 

It was intimidating enough to make me flinch momentarily, but I recalled the advice of a senior who had taken sick leave.

 

“He’ll definitely say shut up, get lost, I’ll pull out your organs and use them for jump rope…”

 

“Organs?”

 

“Ahem. I misspoke because of my cough. Anyway, His Grace is weak in the mornings, so it might be a bit scary, but you must push forward without backing down. Despite how he looks, he has a somewhat soft heart, so if you push forward first, he won’t say much.”

 

Pushing forward recklessly. That was my specialty.

 

As Caron said, I only felt a terrifying aura, but Paterre Stukkyia didn’t take any particular action against me.

 

However, in other words, it also meant that no matter what I did, Paterre Stukkyia consistently ignored me.

 

So I pulled back the curtains with a swoosh. Sunlight poured in as if it had been waiting. It was a sunny day, rare to see in the Northern Region.

 

“Before reporting today’s schedule, I brought breakfast first.”

 

“I won’t eat.”

 

“But you need to eat breakfast to get through the day.”

 

“I clearly said I won’t eat…”

 

“I made this menu thinking of you…”

 

“…”

 

“Anna and Hati helped me think about it too… The gatekeeper Marsu was there helping too, even though he can’t speak…”

 

I said this while glancing at Paterre Stukkyia.

 

“Well, this is…”

 

Paterre Stukkyia, who had been silent for a moment, smiled with a face that was desperately holding something back.

 

One fact I learned while staying by Paterre Stukkyia’s side for several days in place of Caron.

 

Paterre Stukkyia smiles when he’s in a bad mood.

 

“…You certainly have good persistence, our daughter. I guess your personality is a bit different from mine.”

 

And he calls me by affectionate nicknames like now.

 

However, I didn’t back down.

 

“That makes it even better. We can offset each other.”

 

If one person is avoidant, then one should be a bulldozer.

 

That way we can move forward smoothly without any frustration, right?

 

“…Just so you know, that wasn’t a compliment just now.”

 

“Yes. But since I’m still young, I’ll take it as a compliment.”

 

“And you’re even positive…”

 

Paterre Stukkyia laughed as if dumbfounded while waving his hand.

 

It meant he’d rather get this over with quickly than continue this standoff.

 

I quickly set up the plates.

 

Eating half-heartedly. After pretending to take a few spoonfuls, Paterre Stukkyia put down his utensils with a thud, as if asking wasn’t this enough.

 

“That’s enough, right? Now get out.”

 

“The milk used to make the soup was made by the last remaining cow in Paterre Castle working hard…”

 

When I drooped my head dejectedly again, Paterre Stukkyia gritted his teeth and said, “For our daughter to be like this. What kind of person was she that I can’t remember…?” and picked up his utensils again.

 

Even though he spoke like this, Paterre Stukkyia continued to follow my words. Because that made me happy, I smiled brightly as if nothing had happened and watched Paterre Stukkyia eat.

 

“Does it taste okay? I asked the chef to put in lots of things that are good for the eyes.”

 

“Why. Are you trying to fix my eyes?”

 

Even though he said it himself, Paterre Stukkyia chuckled as if he’d heard something very amusing.

 

“It would be nice if they could heal.”

 

I spoke innocently as if I knew nothing, but I couldn’t smile.

 

Only the Temple had the power to heal people.

 

Despite his injured eyes, Paterre Stukkyia never sought the Temple’s help until the end.

 

While it was partly retaliation for not participating in the religious war, the more certain rumor was that Paterre Stukkyia himself refused treatment.

 

Seeing this, Count Agnito had sneered, saying “It seems the crazy bastard at least knows shame.”

 

However, before my regression, I had seen it. Paterre Stukkyia’s healed eyes.

 

‘And he tried to protect me by standing against Rene, who was part of the Rebel Forces.’

 

This situation suggested one thing.

 

Either there was something that absolutely required him to open his eyes, or…

 

‘Something happened that forced him to side with the Temple or the Royal Family.’

 

It would be nice if I could at least know the reason, but since it was now a scene that only remained in my memory, I couldn’t even ask.

 

‘And before that.’

 

Who had injured Paterre Stukkyia’s eyes?

 

And why didn’t Paterre Stukkyia catch that person?

 

‘Someone of Paterre Stukkyia’s caliber should be able to easily catch the culprit.’

 

Far from catching them, not even the smallest clue about the culprit was known.

 

What could it be? Questions led to more questions, but there was nothing I could resolve right now.

 

What was certain was that since I had come to Stukkyia, Paterre Stukkyia shouldn’t get involved with the Temple. That way he could be free from the rebellion Rene would cause.

 

‘For that to happen-!’

 

First, Paterre Stukkyia’s eyes needed to heal!

 

Of course, eating this wouldn’t make Paterre Stukkyia’s eyes suddenly pop back to normal.

 

I looked at the remaining soup and said.

 

“Just one more spoonful would be even better. If it’s difficult, I could feed you…”

 

“…Daughter. Do you still want to do more?”

 

“…I was going to, but since you seem to have finished eating, I’ll clear this away now!”

 

Paterre Stukkyia’s aura was becoming even more ominous, so I quickly changed my words.

 

Preserving my own life came before his eyes healing, after all.

 

Just as I was about to clear away the tray.

 

“How long are you going to keep this up?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“Do you really intend to become my daughter?”

 

I hesitated at Paterre Stukkyia’s question.

 

Was he testing me? Or was he trying to get angry?

 

Many thoughts crossed my mind, but his question seemed like pure curiosity. So I answered honestly too.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Why.”

 

“…”

 

“The place you used to live would be more familiar and comfortable than this damp place where ghosts might appear at any moment.”

 

“…”

 

“Why do you want to become my daughter so badly that you’d do such difficult things?”

 

Paterre Stukkyia asked in a quiet voice. It didn’t seem like he was mocking my situation sarcastically, but rather asking because he truly knew that would be more comfortable.

 

He wasn’t wrong.

 

Before my regression, and even in my previous life that I realized through the subsequent regression, I had obsessed over family even when it was painful and difficult.

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