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"Hello." The first person to jump up and greet was Elodie. When the child who usually hid first and never greeted visitors cheerfully said hello as if she had been waiting, the landlady hesitated momentarily. "Y-yes. Hello, Elodie. Have you been well?" Elodie gave a broad smile rarely shown to strangers, then lightly followed Erica who was heading toward the landlady, poking her head out from behind her skirt and said. "Elodie got a mom." "What?" The landlady opened her eyes wide and…-
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"Dad needs to go out for a while." "Why?" "That's......" When first separating from a child, both sides must have many worries. Their conversation was long. He seemed to be telling Elodie to behave before leaving, but they both whispered like they were exchanging secrets, so it was hard to hear. "Really? Is that okay?" "Yes, just this once. Dad... can't avoid it." "But what if......" "Dad will handle... consequences." Consequences? What are they saying? Erica strained her ears but…
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A mom is a terrifying person. But a mom is also an incredibly warm person. Mom was different from Dad. If Dad was like snow—cold yet cozy, soft yet melting if you got too close—Mom was like fire. Mom knew what Elodie wanted before Elodie herself did. She liked pretty things like Elodie did and could make pretty things. And Mom was pretty too. She had eyes in the back and sides of her head, made bread for shoes, and was someone whose eyes remained gentle even while saying "Ugh!" in an angry…
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Perhaps she didn't like the bread. Should I have embroidered flowers or ribbons instead, more suited to a princess's taste? While Erica was feeling awkwardly regretful, Elodie separated her shoes by a hand's width, then put them back together and murmured. "Bread… complete." Then, with a bright smile, she beamed at Erica. With that single smile, all needless worry melted away. Elodie ran over to her dad in just her socks to show off her shoes. "Dad, Elodie's shoes have bread in them…
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"Uh... is this not right?" "Ugh!" Who knew he would lack the skill to do even these basic styles. When she explained using terms Roderick could understand, things improved somewhat, but telling him to handle a princess-like child's hair as if tying a rope or using knots like those for securing packages on a donkey's back gave her an existential crisis. "Never mind. I'll just do it myself." Instead, Roderick took charge of breakfast preparation. Thankfully, he at least possessed cooking…
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"Now let's inscribe the seal of the contract." As the spirit master chanted another incantation, light gathered in their clasped hands. A strangely shaped contract seal appeared and was inscribed on the gnome's bare hand and on the spirit master's little finger. The spirit master's other fingers already had seals inscribed on them. The mana-inscribed seal flashed brightly once before disappearing along with the light surrounding them. With this, the contract ceremony was complete. "So what am I…
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"Ugh! You're supposed to die." "Ah, sorry. Urgh......" "Hehe......" That afternoon, they spent the whole time playing in the backyard and both ended up covered in dirt and dust. When they went up to the third floor after hearing the call to come for dinner, they received a scolding from Erica. "Go wash yourselves from head to toe with the mister right now!" It was as good as permission for Roderick to take care of Eric's bath. But it wasn't permission to call himself Dad. "Close your eyes…
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It could be called madness rather than just interest. Erica wildly grabbed various items and tried them on Elodie's head. Perhaps because she was a fairy-like child with blonde hair, everything suited her. As she did this, Elodie's current hairstyle—simply combed and tied with a ribbon—became increasingly bothersome to Erica's eyes. She stuck her head out of the shop and shouted. "What kind of hairstyle is this for a girl? If you're a father with a daughter, you should learn how to braid…
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Even after drawing that line, Roderick's smile didn't wither at all. "Closer than strangers." At first, she had treated him that way, so he was satisfied with being called neighbors, smiling so annoyingly that she wanted to pinch him. Their next destination was the toy shop. "It's a puppy." "Yes, it's a cute puppy doll." "Eric has one like this too." "Then should we buy one with wheels for Elodie?" "Wow, I'd like that." "A sword. I want a sword." "This one?" "No, not this…
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Elodie had more talent for escape than she appeared to have. So the child didn't slow them down, but taking the wrong path was the problem. Of all places, we ended up at the valley. Erica took her eyes off the raging rapids with their white foam and glared at the man in front of her. The leader who had chased her and Elodie smiled vilely like a cat that had cornered a mouse in a dead-end alley. "Miss, for your daughter's sake, come quietly." Erica caught her breath, which had risen to her chin,…
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