“How can a daughter not understand her father to this degree…? He’s truly pitiable.”


  Who was he calling pitiable?! I was the most pitiful person here!!!

  Dranste laughed at me at that moment. My argument got utterly ignored at the same moment.

  “But, just think about it. Caitel is doing everything he can for his lovely daughter, yet she only regards her own father as a nuisance.”


  What was he talking about?

  “You’re saying Caitel gives in to me on purpose?”


  “Don’t you think so?”


  It sounded ridiculous, but when I clicked my tongue in triumph… Huh? Dranstead giggled at me while hesitating.

  Dastard!

  Still, it was odd to think that Caitel would ever let me have my way.

  “Why would he?”


  Dranste also answered my question as if it were natural.

  “Why else? Because he’s your father.”


  “…”


  Just because he was my father?

  It was a story that I had never considered before. I was dumbfounded as if I had never encountered difficulty in my life. Caitel gave in to me because he’s my father? Would Caitel really do that for a reason like that?

  After a moment’s thought, whether he was crazy or I was going mad, my heart pounded a beat late.

  That Caitel? He would lose to me? To me? Not a chance!

  It was nonsense, a loss of words, and a chilling sound, but as I began to ponder it more, I became silent without realizing it.

  However, the more I think about it, the more it kind of felt true… not to mention, although he could be childish, he was rather considerate to me…


  No, he couldn’t be persuaded! That couldn’t be true!

  I shook my head in agony, but Dranste was just grinning as if my suffering was pleasant.

  Oh, I hated him. I wanted to hit him in a face.

  It’s appalling to think of Caitel being considerate of me. I was not used to it since I had always had to deal with his bullying until now. However, based on what Dranste just said…


  That meant my dad loved me.

  But… but there was no way he could possibly love me, not a chance!

  I didn’t know why, but I got goosebumps just by thinking about it. Why was I reacting this way after hearing about the fact that my father loved me? Wait, was I? This was just so confusing.