The Author's POV

Chapter 770

"What? Really? That fu…"

With what was happening outside at the moment, it wasn't hard to convince Emma that her father had gone out to check on the situation.

"Aih… why did he just leave without telling me anything? He hasn't changed at all…"

She grumbled several times, but in the end, she gave up and accepted the situation.

It was good that she did.

As I listened to her mutter and groan about her father's sudden disappearance, I felt a pang of guilt rise up inside of me.

It wasn't so much from the fact that I... or the other me, had killed Waylan, but rather from the fact that now the two people whom she cared for the most had both passed away.

Her life…

It was really pitiful when one thought about it.

'Should I tell her the truth later, or should I just change her memories?'

I didn't think the second option was feasible.

Whether or not I made an effort to conceal the information from her, she was going to find out about her father's disappearance in one way or another.

'How should I tell her the news?'

That was the biggest problem.

I couldn't just tell her that her father was someone known as the Protector of the Seat of Diligence and was the one responsible for the deaths of millions of humans.

He was also the same person who murdered her mother once he realized she was no longer of any use to him, and the only reason he kept her close to him was because of her talent, which was worth nurturing.

'She always did seem to lag a bit behind the others… I guess he must've slowed down her path forward on purpose.'

"Ugh."

I groaned and ruffled my hair.

The situation was more troublesome than I anticipated.

'If only Kevin was here…'

He was the one who was good at handling these types of matters.

"What are you going to do now?"

Overhearing Emma's voice, I turned to look at her. Her expression seemed to have recovered, and her eyes were on me.

I pursed my lips.

"I think I'll go back. I got what I wanted already."

"Oh, I see."

Emma nodded her head.

"Do you want me to follow you out?"

"No, it's okay."

I shook my head, refusing her offer. To be honest, I'd rather not interact with her at the moment. I found myself struggling to think of how to break the news of her father's passing to her.

In the end, I chose to leave and think of the solution later.

'I'm sure I can think of a way…'

My expectations weren't very high.

"Alright then. I won't see you out."

We parted ways not long after that, Emma and I both. After reappearing right in front of her mansion, I turned around and looked back at it while sighing.

This really was...

Troublesome.

***

"You're back?"

first person I saw was Amanda. She seemed happy to see me. She had her hair pulled back

like this

after what I just went

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

expression didn't give it away, I

know how she felt, despite not

That being said…

be surprised

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

head, her head cocked a

to call you several times, but you didn't

"You did?"

took out my phone and noticed several missed calls.

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

shoulders, Amanda patted

were busy since you're the

"That's fair."

"hum."

into the kitchen, Amanda returned with a large cake in her hands. It was not very

up at the sight, and I sat down on the

I liked cakes.

hands together, I leaned back on the sofa. Pondering

doesn't explain why you don't

far more

at me and

was happening was harmless and the mana density increased,

lips,

almost burned it

resentful

"Oh."

took

a long way from the times when she

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

Looking at Amanda's plate, which was filled to the brim with cake, my

This girl...

Amanda brought her spoon to my

"You want some?"

I still have my own

"Oh."

looked at my plate and

that enough

"You don't think?"

In comparison to hers, which practically filled

into such a glutton, and where

fit as ever. Rather, it seemed that she had lost a little bit

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

and pressed her finger against the side of my lips. She brought her finger, which was now filled with cream, to

her in complete bewilderment, and as if she could read my mind,

food. It's rude to

"Haa… alright."

out a sigh, I took

it tasted a lot

***

"Do you resent me?"

came abruptly, and I had

hopped on to visit my family and saw my dad sitting on

mean. Resent you? Why would I

sat myself down on the sofa and looked directly into

stared back at me, and despite my best efforts, I couldn't quite make

was one of the few people I could

myself. It's something I've been trying to work

he wasn't one to express his emotions often. He was sort of like

that I felt so comfortable around

I don't think there's anything

didn't need to express himself for me to understand that he

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