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

this brought a nice

I just went

"Are you cooking something?"

"Mhm."

Though her expression didn't give it

enough to know how she felt, despite not showing

That being said…

don't seem to be surprised by what happened

"Oh, that?"

Amanda's body paused.

head, her head

I tried to call

"You did?"

out my phone and noticed several

This was my bad.

"What happened after that?"

"Nothing much."

shoulders, Amanda patted her hand on her

figured you were busy

"That's fair."

"hum."

going into the kitchen, Amanda returned with a large cake in her hands. It was not very big, about the size of a football, and

sight, and I sat down on the

I liked cakes.

back on the sofa. Pondering over something, I

doesn't explain why you

seen far more

looked at

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

pursed her lips, and her

almost burned it because

resentful at

"Oh."

head and took

come a long way from the times when she would

It was very sweet…

"You've improv―"

sentence. Looking at Amanda's plate, which was

This girl...

my gaze, Amanda brought her spoon

"You want some?"

good. I still

"Oh."

at my plate and

enough for

"You don't think?"

to hers, which practically filled the entire plate, it looked

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

looked at Amanda, she seemed to be as fit as ever. Rather, it seemed

'What's going on?'

"Hold up."

"Hm?"

She brought her finger,

bewilderment, and as if she could

your food. It's rude to

"Haa… alright."

took a bite of

it tasted

***

"Do you resent me?"

that came abruptly, and

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

mean. Resent you? Why

sofa and looked directly

despite my best efforts, I

people I

myself. It's something I've been trying to work on for quite a

wasn't one to express his

of him that I felt so comfortable around

think there's

need to express himself for me to understand that he

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