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?"

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

her like this

what I just

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

her head. Though her expression didn't give it away, I could tell that she

to know how she felt, despite not

That being said…

seem to be surprised by what

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

her head, her head

I tried to

"You did?"

several missed calls. I smiled wryly at the

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

of her shoulders, Amanda patted her hand on

you were busy since you're the Alliance

"That's fair."

"hum."

It was not very big, about the size of a football, and it appeared to be piled

up at the sight,

I liked cakes.

back on the sofa. Pondering

that doesn't explain why you don't

far more

at me

what was happening was harmless and the mana density increased, I went back

lips, and

almost burned it

resentful

"Oh."

took a small slice

She had come a long way from the times when she would add far too much cinnamon to her

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

stopped halfway through my sentence. Looking at Amanda's plate, which was filled to

This girl...

my gaze, Amanda brought her spoon

"You want some?"

I still

"Oh."

my plate

enough for

"You don't think?"

was what someone would call normal. In comparison to hers, which practically filled the

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

seemed to be as fit as ever. Rather, it seemed that she

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

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

if she could read my mind, Amanda

rude to look at others

"Haa… alright."

sigh, I took a bite of

it tasted

***

"Do you resent me?"

came abruptly, and

family and saw my dad sitting on the

don't get… what you mean. Resent you?

sat myself down on the sofa and

stared back at me, and despite my best efforts, I

one of the few people I could never find

it very hard to express myself. It's something I've been trying to work on for quite a long time, and despite my efforts, I still

quietly listened to my father's words. Indeed, he wasn't one to express his emotions often. He was sort of like

of him that

and I don't think there's

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

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