15 - Never Let Go of a Black-Haired Dad

Chapter 15. Don't Call Yourself a Scoundrel Unless You're Going to Date a Hundred Lovers (3)

Translator Note:

Episode 15

Ksomallos took a deep breath and explained gently.

Human relationships aren't just about family ties.

You can create a new family, find a lover, make a close friend who will never betray you, receive oaths of loyalty from knights, or have the people believe in and follow you. There are many ways.

[There's a word that encompasses all of these: family affection, friendship, loyalty, respect. That's love!]

"So, you and the late Emperor lost your lives and your country because you didn't receive any love at all?"

[That's right. Still, it's fortunate that you understand one thing when I tell you one thing.]

Ahem, I'm quite good at understanding things.

I proudly puffed out my chest, and I heard the sound of teeth grinding. He's going to get TMJ if he keeps doing that.

[Since we don't have much time, I'll tell you the fastest way to build divine power, Helbatro.]

"What is it?"

[It's to make a hundred lovers!]

"Trash!"

It was such a trashy statement that I unhesitatingly denounced Ksomallos as trash.

"I'm going to live peacefully with just one husband, okay?"

[That's just how fate is! Look at your father, it's not something you can control!]

"Ugh, no way!"

Of course, my biological father and grandmother were married to only one person, but they had countless lovers.

That's why I'm even more determined not to live like that. If you're married, you should only look at one person, how can you go around touching this person and that person like trash?

[Ugh, I'm telling you, it's not something you can control!]

"Ew, no way. How can I live with a hundred people?"

[Loving someone doesn't necessarily mean you have to take responsibility for them.]

"Trash!"

Because of Ksomallos's trashy remarks again, I screamed and expressed my disgust.

[Making a hundred lovers is the fastest way, but anyway, you need to receive a lot of love from your friends or whatever! That's how your divine power, meeeeh!]

Meeeh? What is that sound? Cows moo, what animal makes a meeeeh sound?

[Meeeh! Meeeh!]

A goat? That's right, I think that's what a goat sounds like.

As soon as I came to that conclusion, Ksomallos's voice and the goat sound disappeared.

I woke up from my dream. It was already bright outside.

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I woke up early thanks to going to bed early. The Imperial Palace was a mess because of yesterday's events, and my dream was unsettling, so I felt great.

"Ugh..."

Even so, having a hundred lovers is just not possible. I'm only five years old.

I guess the only thing I can try right now is making new friends.

The moment I came to that conclusion, I frowned at the strange feeling in my nose.

There was gunpowder smoke and a strong metallic smell.

Unceasing screams. And all the guards had been replaced overnight.

The new guards identified themselves as soldiers from the Duke's family and explained that they would be guarding the Imperial Palace from now on.

They said that they would reduce the number of guards later, but right now, those who support the idiot are trying to invade the Princess's Palace under the pretext of protecting the Princess, so I nodded.

Well, I expected something like this would happen. A nobody took Ksomallos's throne, so of course, there would be those who would rebel.

The construction of the playground equipment will be suspended for a while, and this fight will not end.

"You guys, must be going through a lot."

"Not at all! It is an honor to be able to protect Your Highness!"

Meeeh!

"How did you and I get caught in Lorowi's eye?"

"His Majesty is a bit unique, but he is not a bad person at heart!"

Meeeh! Meeeh!

"If you get to know him, he's a good person. What's wrong with having bad roots."

Meeeh! Meeeh! Meeeh!

"No! His Majesty is a really good person!"

Meeeh! Meeeh! Meeeh! Meeeh!

"What sheep is living around here! It's so noisy!"

I tried to ignore it, but it was so noisy that I couldn't stand it anymore.

I was huffing and puffing, thinking I should catch that sheep and make soup out of it, when Helbatro led me to the yard and pointed to the elephant slide.

"It's been crying since dawn. Perhaps it is an auspicious sign, Your Highness."

"That's right. The symbol of Ksomallos is the golden sheep, after all."

Hmm, that's true, but.

Does that mean it's auspicious that the idiot was caught and a new emperor who isn't Ksomallos was enthroned?

When I jokingly said that, the guards and maids knelt down and begged me to kill them.

"Hehe, get up. I was just joking."

Anyway, I have to do something about that sheep that's crying majestically on top of the elephant slide. I ordered the guards to catch the sheep and went to the kitchen.

Since it's actually a good day, I'm going to feast on lamb today.

I put a leash on the sheep and walked to the kitchen. The sheep, which had been following me well, tried to run away when the head chef of the Princess's Palace came out to greet me with a strong smell of spices, making a 'Meeeh!' sound.

"Hey! Stay still! Helbatro! Guard!"

Even though it's a big sheep, I can subdue it with my strength, so it must be a sheep that hasn't been fed properly. It was pitiful and insignificant, but being pitiful is one thing, and it had to die today.

Saying that I'm going to cook it and fill my stomach is actually an excuse, and it's obvious that it would be annoying if it stuck to the Princess's Palace and cried meeeeh every morning.

I was five years old, an age when I should be sleeping well. I'm going to sleep and take naps.

A child who has the freedom to sleep when they want will be very angry if they are woken up against their will because of a trivial sheep.

I'll be so angry that I'll order that sheep to be caught and killed.

Since it's going to die anyway, it's better for both of us if it dies before I get angry.

"Bobdora! Bobdora! Hurry up! Today's lunch is a lamb course meal."

"I am sorry to say, Your Highness, but I have worked in the Imperial Palace kitchen for 20 years. The name Bobdora does not command respect from subordinates."

"Oh, oh..." Bob, Bob..."

"......"

"Bob-sensei."

"Your grace is boundless, Your Highness!"

He's satisfied with this. I'm glad you're a person with smaller ambitions than I thought.

Bob-sensei, who knelt down and bowed to me, looked at the struggling sheep and shook his head.

"I am sorry to say, Your Highness, but this sheep is too old to even be called mutton. It not only has a strong smell, but it is also tougher than steel wire."

Meeeh! Meeeh? Meeeh! Meeeh! Meeeh!

Is it that old? No wonder it has no strength at all.

If Bob-sensei is stopping me this much, it must really taste bad. Should I give up on eating it?

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

Well, Lorowi isn't dead yet, so it's a bit much to catch a sheep that is the symbol of the Imperial family right now.

Come to think of it, there was a problem with luck. What if it becomes a jinx and Lorowi doesn't die?

"Okay, throw this mutton far away."

"I will obey your command!"

"I will throw it outside the Imperial Palace, Your Highness!"

Okay, do that. If you throw it outside the gate, it won't crawl back in.

The only greenery in the capital is near the Imperial Palace, the city park, and the artificial lake, so it will be caught by the people before it can even run away.

Lamb meat may not taste good, but the bones, skin, and fur will be a small help to the family of the person who finds it.

Yay, I feel so refreshed after doing something good for our people this morning.

I should go out for a bike ride after dinner.

I washed my hands diligently at the sink and went to the dining room to eat a morning bun.

As I was tearing apart the bread aggressively and drinking the soup with a slurp, my aunt, who had just woken up, came in and looked for Lorowi again.

"Lorowi!"

"Didn't eat it."

"You have to be polite, what is that! You learned dining etiquette last year!"

"Just because I learned it doesn't mean I have to act on it, that's what noblemen do."

"Lorowi! Don't use difficult words!"

"A scoundrel can live like this."

"Lorowi, you're not a scoundrel!"

"If the idiot is a scoundrel, then his child is a scoundrel too, what."

"That bastard is a scoundrel, but your mom wasn't!"

Ah, here we go again.