Touch My Brother and You Die - Chapter 234

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If I secured contracts with the financial and business elite to grant me favors whenever I needed them, I’d be unstoppable. First, I’d bring Capo on as a client, then seize control of Theodore’s lifeline.
I was thrilled. So thrilled I could barely think straight—
“Gack.”
“Doctor! Doctor, stay with me!”
“Her tongue has fallen back! Isn’t that dangerous?!”
“High Priest! Summon the High Priest from my residence at once!”
I lost consciousness. According to the Doctor, it was partly due to nervous exhaustion and blood loss, but the primary culprit was severe fatigue. I received a thorough scolding about getting proper rest and sleep if I didn’t want to work myself to death.

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After that, I rested continuously and gained weight steadily. Everything that entered my mouth tasted delicious. My child had been under the care of a nanny I’d interviewed and selected half a year prior, and the Mansion’s residents would visit me regularly, peeling bananas and melons to feed me.
Everyone was so busy that I only learned later—the child I’d given birth to was a daughter. She had all ten fingers and ten toes, was in excellent health, and despite arriving early, her hair had grown in soft and fluffy.
I held her briefly the other day, and as expected, she looked exactly like me. Silver hair, golden eyes. There wasn’t a trace of Glen in her appearance, so he looked sullen until he claimed her mouth resembled his.
Hmm… Anyway, both Glen and Lucilucil adore the child so naturally. I, on the other hand, still find it awkward—or should I say unfamiliar, even though I gave birth to her? I’m terrified that if I hold her wrong, she’ll fall or get crushed, so I can’t bring myself to hold her at all.
When I confessed this feeling honestly to both of them, Glen and Lucilucil said it was understandable and assured me there was nothing wrong with it.
Hmm… I really did choose my husbands well. They have kind hearts that understand me when I’m lost. Their actions are endearing, and above all, they’re handsome. Hmm… Even thinking about it again, they’re definitely handsome.
“Stop that and let me hold her too. You’ve been holding her this whole time.”
“I’d rather not. When Lucilucil holds her, the baby doesn’t cry.”
“I’ve been practicing. I can hold her properly this time.”
I watched the two of them play around while eating a banana. I’d been meaning to say something about this… Why am I the only one being left out while they’re playing house?
“Excuse me.”
I called out to them while eating my banana persistently. To Glen and Lucilucil, whose eyes widened at my voice, I vented all my accumulated grievances.
“I care about you both. If you’re going to play house, do it with me.”
The moment I finished speaking, both of them smiled strangely with their lips twitching, then approached me while holding the baby and embraced me. What? I’m not emotionally unstable. I’ve been attending my mental health sessions regularly. This isn’t a situation that requires an emergency manual, is it?
“I see. Rosalite was feeling lonely. Didn’t I tell you before—let’s see how things go after the baby is born?”
“I… suppose it’s such an obvious thing that I don’t often say it aloud… But the one I love most is Rosalite.”
“How enviable, confessing your love mutually. I’m the pitiful one who’s only ever heard ‘I like you.'”
“That was because there were so many people around and I was embarrassed. I love you plenty, Lucilucil.”
“…”
What? Why? What now? Why is Glen flashing that Crown Prince smile again, and why is Lucilucil covering his mouth like he did back then?
“Rather, I should be asking—how could you interpret ‘I can give you everything except my life’ as meaning I don’t love you?”
Lucilucil, tearing at his hair, banged his head against the wall repeatedly before suddenly pointing at me accusingly.
“We’ll see about this later!”
Why does he keep saying we’ll see about it later? I finished my second banana and turned to Glen with a puzzled expression.
“Now that I think about it, I should answer too. I love you most of all, Glen.”
“It’s too late to try to fix this.”
“I’m serious.”
I gripped Glen’s hand firmly as I spoke, and the man stared directly at me before quickly averting his gaze, his face flushing crimson.
“I understand. I’ll trust you, so please… let go of my hand.”
“You don’t seem to trust me.”
“I do trust you. I’m telling you I trust you.”
Hmm… if only the baby weren’t in Glen’s arms, the atmosphere would be perfect right now. What a shame.
I teased him, saying I’d missed a romantic rendezvous because of this little one, and when I pressed my finger playfully against the baby’s lips, she giggled and grabbed my finger, sucking on it eagerly.
This little rascal… she must have learned this by watching me eat bananas. Could she possibly be a genius?
“By the way, have you decided on a name for the child? You can’t keep calling her ‘baby’ forever, can you?”
“Oh, about that…”
As for the baby’s name, Father and Papa were currently pulling each other’s hair and arguing about what to name her. I’d thought that with Mother standing beside Father, Father would ultimately win… but Mother had declared she wouldn’t interfere, saying she was deeply grateful to Sage for ensuring my safe delivery.
In that case, Papa would surely emerge victorious. After arguing with words, he’d eventually lose his temper, strike down lightning with a crash, destroy everything, and then come to me.
Rumble, crash!
See? I knew he’d resort to violence in the end.
The windows of the Main Building across the way shattered with a tremendous sound, and not long after, Sage arrived. He opened the door to my private postpartum care room, which had been converted from the space next to the delivery room, and strode in confidently, unfurling a high-quality parchment as he shouted to me.
“It’s decided, Doctor! My first granddaughter’s name is Elpium Rocksburg!”
“Ohhh.”
“Elpium!”
What a beautiful name she’s been given. It’s the kind of elegant, lovely name that sounds like it belongs to some premium apartment complex with two thousand units somewhere.
Sage went on to explain at length how he’d derived the name from “Elf,” the designation of the fairy folk who existed long ago before the world roughly collapsed, and because my daughter was as beautiful as a legendary fairy. But such details hardly mattered—I decided to call her Eri for short.
“Eri, it’s Daddy.”
“Elpium! It’s Grandfather! Try calling me Grandfather!”
What are you asking a newborn to do?
When I told Papa it was too early for her to speak, he insisted that my daughter—his granddaughter—Elpium was surely a genius and would speak soon enough. Hmm… well, that’s true. Earlier I did notice the child seemed to have genius potential, didn’t she?
“By the way, Papa.”
“Hmm?”
“Where is Ling Ling?”
“Doctor, you… are you going to work again?”
What is this? I was just thinking that since I’m lying here anyway and getting bored, I might as well sketch out some business plans. As I fumbled through my excuse, the two of them laid me back down, pulled the blanket up to my chin, and kept muttering “sleep, sleep” before taking the baby and leaving the room.
Hmm… judging by their reaction, it seems Ling Ling fortunately hasn’t returned to the True Magic Tower yet.

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