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?"

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

this brought

I just

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

it away,

enough to know how

That being said…

seem to be surprised by what

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

turned her head, her head

to call you several

"You did?"

phone and noticed several missed calls. I smiled wryly

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

little shrug of her shoulders, Amanda patted

were busy since you're

"That's fair."

"hum."

returned with a large cake in her hands. It was not very big, about the size of a football, and it appeared to

eyes lit up at the sight, and I

I liked cakes.

leaned back on the sofa. Pondering over something, I turned my attention

why you don't seem surprised

far more shocking

looked at me and

and the

her lips,

it because

seemed rather resentful at

"Oh."

took a small

from the times

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

at Amanda's plate, which was filled to

This girl...

Amanda brought

"You want some?"

good. I still have my

"Oh."

looked at my plate

that enough for

"You don't think?"

call normal. In comparison to hers, which practically filled the

she turn into such a glutton, and where did all of that

at Amanda, she seemed to be as fit as ever.

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

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

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

rude to look at others while

"Haa… alright."

sigh, I took a bite

it tasted a lot

***

"Do you resent me?"

and I had a

visit my family and saw my dad sitting on the sofa with the lights

don't get… what you mean. Resent you? Why

sat myself down on the sofa and looked directly into my

efforts, I couldn't quite make out

of the few people I could never find myself

something I've been trying

quietly listened to my father's words. Indeed, he wasn't one to express his emotions

that I felt so

I don't think there's anything

didn't need to express himself for me to understand that he cared for me. His actions spoke

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