Running Away From The Hero!

# 14 Their Reason: A daughter's Reason.

I was born in a small village.

It was big compared to where my dad lives now, but it was called a small village.

But the village was very peaceful.

It wasn't cold like this, and it was warm, so farming produced a lot of crops.

But there was only one person expelled from that peaceful village.

It was my mother.

The villagers didn't come near me, calling my mother a nun or a witch.

Not far, not close.

I didn't come close enough to keep the sound they were saying to my mom.

The villagers called my mom a witch who always ate her husband, a witch who would bring disaster to the village, and the children threw stones, and the adults started the match by coming near her and cursed her.

But she always laughed.

I was angry.

Why does she have to be treated like this, and not everything they say is a lie?

And she said to me,

“Umm... umm... Sorry. What did you mean when you ate my dad...? ”

I was devastated.

Crying for her to tell me what it meant, she hung on to her mom, but she was just scratching her cheeks and struggling.

“My Elise is still so young.... If this story is big.... ”

I couldn't accept it, of course.

I couldn't understand that I couldn't hear the story because I was young.

The villagers treated me like my mother's daughter.

The children in the village didn't want to tease me, and even if they had a child coming, they took him away saying that his parents shouldn't be like that.

Something like that.

I was human, but I wasn't treated like one.

Like a non-human object.

It wasn't called Elise, it was called this and that, and it was finger-pointing.

So I hated her.

She was definitely a good person.

He always smiled, and he always said he was sorry.

But the more I did, the more I hated her.

Because the more I stayed with my mom, the more I had to listen to the criticism and profanity of the villagers.

That's why I always said terrible things to my mom.

Just before she died.

when I was seven years old.

The village, or the country where I was, has had a tremendous amount of bad luck.

Big story of the year.

The devastating damage he caused to the peaceful villages he destroyed lightly.

First of all, we're running out of food.

Since we have nothing to eat, we have no grain to exchange with the merchant.

Merchants don't come to villages that have no profits.

And then a month, two months and a half later, The village was no longer peaceful.

And I was eight years old.

The kingdom was welcomed by a second great masterpiece.

One year of horror work was tolerated.

I'm hungry if I eat a little less, but I can survive.

But two years of horror work made it impossible.

We didn't even have enough tax to pay our lords, and the food we were stockpiling was consumed last year by the Great Work.

But the Lord doesn't care about that.

In a town that lacked food, they called it taxes, and they took all the food away.

At this rate, everyone was going to starve to death.

The villagers were furious.

However, the subject of anger was not the lord.

The Lord is very strong.

Everyone in the village knew how foolish it was to fight where there were so many soldiers and knights.

So the arrow of fury went somewhere else.

There was no choice but to condemn and insult.

However, there was an ‘excuse’ for them to be angry.

An arrow of fury flew to my mother.

“Far, far away. ”

It was the last thing my mom said to me, smiling hard.

I don't know what happened to her after that.

But when I ran away in a frenzy and looked back, all I could see was black smoke rising from our homes.

Black smoke that continued to rise despite the rain as thunder and lightning struck.

I couldn't help but notice.

So I don't like the rain.

Rain is the most precious blessing to a farmer, but it reminds me of that day.

So rainy days are always gloomy.

If thunder and lightning strike there, they will not move and fall into my father's arms.

I don't want to think about those memories anymore.

But...

“Ah……. ”

At the same time that it was flashing outside, I woke up.

It's the worst.

The sound of rain and thunder coming from behind the window. And sometimes flashing lightning brings back memories.

“No…. ”

Even if I covered my face with a blanket, I couldn't stop the thunder thunder and flashing even if I covered my ears with a pillow.

I wish I'd stayed asleep until this rain was over.

But on a day like this, I wake up having nightmares.

So come on, Dad.

“Ah……. ”

When I got out of bed, I realized something very important.

“I'm fighting with my dad.... ”

I've been fighting fierce battles with chickens for months.

I can't believe you ran into my dad like that!

It's clearly a recognition of my defeat.

Cough!

“Hehe……. ”

But I had to make a tear in the sound of thunder outside the window.

“Mom?"

“Cough!”

Did I wake up restless?

He came to me stumbling in drowsiness.

“What's the matter, Mom? ”

“She's fine...”

Flash!

“I don't think so! ”

In a flash of lightning, I grabbed him tightly.

“Meow?”

“Misha!”

I think I made too much noise.

Not only crooked, Misha stood up and tilted her head, tapping my cheek.

“What do I do?”

The sound of rain coming from the outside of the window can't be seen as fading.

The sound of flashing lightning and thunder like the sound of the world will not stop like the sound of rain.

“At this time……. ”

If you can't be a father, you should ask your sister for help.

My older sister... Even if she's not like my dad, she'll be fine!

“Lies……. ”

However, her visit was open.

I thought about it, but I don't have a sister either.

“What are we going to do, kids? ”

As I listened to the rain, I was forced to bite my lips.

Should we give up here?

Then what did I not talk to my father about in the time that I had so far?

But for now.

“I'm scared.... ”

It's dark at night, so the sparkling lightning is more noticeable to the eyes.

It's a quiet night, so you can hear the thunder cry louder.

But the more time like this, the stronger you have to mind....

Cough!

“Dad-aaahhhh!”

You hear a thunder unlike anything you've ever heard.

I can't help it.

This... is a strategic retreat!

So it's okay, really!

* * *

Cough!

“Dad-aaahhhh!”

“Huh-huh-huh.”

“Wow, look at the personality of the owner. ”

You start hearing urgent footsteps on the second floor.

Everything is as expected.

After postponing her actions so far, she couldn't have survived this rainy season.

“Well, it's been a long time since we've slept together! Let's get ready! ”

My daughter woke up earlier than I expected, so I was a little busy.

The blanket on the floor is handed to the iron picker, and on the fireplace that was about to light, you just apply a little oil to make the fire burn faster.

“Dad-aaahhhh!”

“Yes, my daughter! ”

“Daddy! Daddy! Thunder, lightning! It's going to rain, and... ”

Throw away the fire and give your daughter a quick hug.

“I'm scared! ”

“Yes, yes. Scared?”

“Yes,”

My daughter is cute, crying and fluttering in my arms.

Her appearance was devastating enough to make her feel like something she shouldn't open her eyes to.

- Loricon.

- Shut up.

The mouth protrudes and spits out insults at the metal bucket laying on the floor.

This is not Loricon.

It is something very noble, not something you can say with such words.

Yeah, patriotism.

This is the heart of a very noble father, patriotism!

- Waiting for the thunder bolt, her weakness, to beat her daughter.

- It's a bad habit to ask if you're coming too late.

I was very uncomfortable without the Internet in this world, but I was fortunate that it wasn't after I started raising my daughter.

What a pure child!

In my previous life, if I were 13 years old, I would already be a demon, but my daughter is still an angel.

It's an archangel!

“Ugh... Dad, can I... sleep with you? ”

“Of course.”

Looking up at the red eyes, there's no denying it.

I nodded my head and hugged her and carried her to where the blanket was.

“You're not scared anymore, are you? ”

“Yes... ”

Thanks to the oil, he takes her to the flaming fireplace and speaks softly to her ears.

“Are you going to talk to your dad now? ”

“Yes... ”

“Yes, that's good. ”

It's been a long time since I hugged my daughter.

He strokes his head hard, so he digs inward as if to ask him to stroke even more.

I'm worried about my daughter's future.

Maybe the Imperial Crown Prince will come for our daughter later?

- Good, set. The princess is coming to find the owner.

- Hey, don't interrupt me on the touching side.

The ironwork staring at me and my daughter's private time kept getting in the way, but I couldn't interfere with my daughter's loving time.

Now, let's wrap this up one last time.

“Yes, do you want some... delicious chicken for our good Elise? ”

“Really? ”

The body is already recovering somewhat.

Since I'm old enough, I can't hear it in my prime, but I can't even degenerate by eating a chicken or two.

But there's only one reason I haven't cooked chicken.

It's because I was waiting for your daughter's defeat.

Hanging on to me while your daughter is crying means she gave up the chicken.

You have to give up what you wanted without even talking to me for a while.

What if I give it to you in that state?

“Oh, Dad…. I love you!”

This is the result.

I didn't win it, I got the chicken at my mercy.

“Are you listening to me now? ”

“Yes, yes! ”

“You talk to your dad a lot? ”

“Yes, yes! ”

“Oh, good boy. ”

“Yes, Ellis, good boy! ”

So, the daughter fell asleep with a comforting look, covering herself with a blanket and listening to the rain.

“Ah, it heals. ”

Indeed, she cannot give up anything.

Where could such a cute and adorable creature be!

“Your sister's asleep, too. Why don't you get some sleep, mister? ”

“Jealousy.”

I fell asleep too, hugging my daughter tightly in the words of the rattling iron.

And the next morning.

“Mmmm... Should I throw it away?”

“Wow, look at the owner's personality.... ”

I began to seriously consider whether to sever my relationship with my daughter.