10 - Never Let Go of a Black-Haired Dad

Chapter 10. Even a Scoundrel Can Succeed with Enough Effort (3)

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Episode 10

"Ah."

Come to think of it, I didn't clock in at the Ministry of Law today.

Because of those officials who wouldn't budge on reducing the sentences of the political prisoners, I'd been visiting the Ministry of Law every day, rolling around on the floor and screaming for thirty minutes.

Everyone said that their crimes of insulting the Emperor were so severe that even reducing their 130-year or 70-year sentences wouldn't make a difference, but I had made a promise to myself and had to keep it.

After a few days of this, the officials started wearing earplugs.

Did they think that would make me give up? Well, let's see who wins.

These kinds of things are usually won by the persistent.

After finishing my duties and returning to the palace, the construction noise was still loud. At first, I was just proud, but it was so noisy every day that I couldn't stand it.

I was just thinking about coming up with a solution when I heard a "Bissha!" from far away.

I tried to pretend I didn't hear, but it was too late.

My aunt had already spotted me and ran over, scooping me up and spinning me around.

"Bissha! I heard you skipped class again!"

Please decide whether you're going to scold me or dote on me.

When I said this solemnly, my aunt seemed to realize she had to maintain her dignity and cleared her throat.

If I left her alone, she'd start nagging again. It's better to strike first in these situations.

"Aunt."

"Yes?"

"The construction noise is too loud, I need to go on vacation for a while."

The imperial family's seasonal villas were out of the question, as that idiot could show up with his lover at any time. I wanted to use the construction as an excuse to go on vacation to some quiet place.

If I ran into that idiot by chance, it would ruin my whole day.

"You can come to the Roroei mansion, can't you?"

"No."

"Why?"

"The bathroom sucks."

What kind of house doesn't have a toilet in this day and age, Aunt?

Since all the imports were being poured into war materials, the environment at the Roroei mansion was terrible. Especially the bathroom, it was awful. Smelly, cold, and dirty.

The toilet in the Imperial Princess's palace had a butt-warming function and a bidet, there was no way I would stay in such a place unless I was crazy.

When I explained this in detail with my stiff tongue, my aunt made a very shocking statement.

"What, if it's about material things, I'll take care of it! I can do it by hand!"

"Eww..."

Gross. Really gross.

My aunt is so gross.

I felt chills down my spine and quickly had Emily block her path.

"Kazelnu Roroei is strictly forbidden from entering the Imperial Princess's palace for the time being."

"Bissha!"

Ugh, gross. Go away.

With Emily and the other maids forming a barrier, I instinctively grabbed my earlobe and ran to my bedroom.

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The next day, I left the construction noise behind and clocked in at the Ministry of Law before entering the cozy political prison.

Quiet, moderately dark, and lots of friends.

Come to think of it, this was the best vacation spot for me.

I had notified the warden in advance, so when I arrived, a red carpet was laid out in the prison. After passing through the corridor where the guards were saluting, I arrived at the prison cell where marshmallow was being held.

Marshmallow had been informed by the warden in advance and was waiting for me with a very determined attitude.

As the maids opened the prison door and decorated the interior, he calmly asked.

"Why me of all people?"

"Because you are..."

"Yes."

"Squishy..."

"..."

The moment I first saw you, I felt it was fate. I had to sleep on that belly.

Sleeping on something soft and huge is every child's dream.

After becoming small again, I had this unconscious urge, and whenever I came to my senses, I was asleep in the closet. Dark, cramped, and soft places were the best hiding spots.

One time, I even opened the door to the small room in my sleep and crawled in, causing Emily to panic when she couldn't find me in the morning.

"You'll regret this."

"Why?"

"Because I'm... a living thing."

That's a very incomprehensible statement.

But my will was firm, and Emily had already laid out a clean carpet on the floor and finished preparing for me to sleep. All that was left was for marshmallow to lie down and become my mat.

"Lie down on the floor quickly."

When I gave the solemn order, marshmallow answered that he understood and lay down on the floor obediently.

Excited, I crawled onto marshmallow's belly and lay down. And when marshmallow inhaled and exhaled, I couldn't resist the recoil and rolled down.

"!"

"I told you, I'm a living thing."

No way. My dream can't be shattered by something like this.

I was so looking forward to reading a mystery novel up there!

I even brought my favorite book to enjoy the moment!

This is something that will be out of print in 16 years and can't be found on the market! When I first found it in the Imperial Library, I was so happy that I screamed and fainted, Emily was so worried!

"Lie on your stomach! Your back is relatively flat!"

But this isn't it!

Marshmallow followed my order and lay on his stomach, but when I went up and lay down, it wasn't what I had imagined.

There's no fat on his back, so it's hard! Marshmallow, what have you been doing all these years without gaining any fat on your back!

"If my back was soft too, I wouldn't be able to walk, Your Highness."

"Don't be so right all the time!"

"I'm sorry."

Ugh, you useless fellow!

Annoyed, I slapped marshmallow's belly, and Emily and the other maids gestured wildly for him to pretend to be in pain. Marshmallow was very quick-witted and immediately pretended to be in agony.

Satisfied, I solemnly declared that I would forgive marshmallow and continued to ponder.

I couldn't tell marshmallow not to breathe, but his back was hard.

If the front and back don't work, what about the side?

Isn't that a pretty good idea?

"Lie down! Lie down on your side!"

I'll give up on feeling the softness of the whole body. I'll be satisfied with just my back and waist!

"Kyaa!"

What, this is a completely soft backrest! So fluffy! The best!

I love this so much!

I rolled around and was satisfied, so I grabbed my book. As I put snacks next to me and opened the book, marshmallow fidgeted and said in embarrassment.

"Your Highness, do I have to stay in this position until you finish reading?"

"Yes."

"Is that so..."

"Yes."

What can you do? Blame yourself for being born as a subject in the centralized Kisomarlos Empire.

As I said that and crunched on potato chips, marshmallow seemed to give up and read the book in my hand with me.

"Bissha!"

Seriously, doesn't that woman have anything else to do? I issued a ban on entering the Imperial Princess's palace, but she followed me all the way here?

My aunt, who burst into the prison cell without my permission, rattled off a series of complaints, asking me to lift the ban on entering the Imperial Princess's palace, asking if I had skipped class again, and asking why I had chosen a prison for my vacation.

Then she sat down in front of me and stomped on the ground.

The narrow prison cell was crowded with people.

"Don't you have anything to do, Aunt?"

"Marquis Roroei, I apologize for greeting you in this position."

"Who is this marshmallow that looks like the Minister of Finance!"

"Do I really look that much like my brother?"

I told you, you look a lot like him, marshmallow. Why are you so shocked now?

My aunt, who learned marshmallow's identity, was embarrassed and formally introduced herself, and the two had a pointless conversation for a while.

"I've been wondering why the head of Roroei has been staying in the capital, even though he's supposed to be in charge of Her Highness's education. What happened?"

"Ah, that's..."

What, why are we suddenly talking about something serious?

Aunt, weren't you just coming to the Imperial Palace because you had nothing to do?

"Kiron, you see. His movements have been uneasy lately."

"Are you talking about Duke Kiron, who left here the other day?"

"That's right. That guy suddenly went home and started gathering soldiers, can you believe it?"

"Since it's almost winter, isn't it common to gather soldiers to prepare for the invasion of the barbarians?"

"No. That tiger is training the newly recruited soldiers, causing us to have no battlefield to go to, a battlefield."

"It was strange that he left this place in the first place. There must have been a reason."

"That's right. That bastard said he would stay here until his nephew became an adult to atone for his sins, didn't he? What suddenly changed his mind?"

Ugh, marshmallow is soft, which is nice, but it's so comfortable that I'm getting sleepy.

My back isn't soft, but marshmallow's heartbeat and the sound of his stomach digesting are strangely calming, and I'm starting to doze off.

"I'm going to take a nap, so play quietly..."

Hehe, I don't know. I'm going to sleep.

I threw the book I was reading aside, roughly wiped the greasy hands on my clothes, and started snoring.

I was just about to fall asleep when my aunt made a strange "khheuhheung" sound, which made me very upset.