Oops! Daddy!

Ajn quickly covered her mouth, but what could she do? Once the water is spilled, you can’t gather it back. It was impossible to disregard the words that slipped out unintentionally.

If there’s any silver lining in this misfortune, it’s that she didn’t accidentally pull a “glass shrimp” gag like a fool.

Regardless, the current situation was incredibly awkward.

Yuri was undeniably bound to me by a deep connection as a Hero, and we had quite the friendship. No, not just a friendship—our bond was thicker than that.

Sadly, compared to those old friends I barely keep in touch with now, she’s risen to the top tier of my connections long ago.

Although that link was tied through my dear sister, it was ultimately a meaningless premise.

Relationships don’t fade just because they’re connected through someone else.

On the contrary, Yuri was sweet and particularly good at Cooking, which tilted the favor in her direction.

The problem lay in calling that influential uncle “Daddy.” If Yuri found out, it would be an extremely troublesome situation.

‘No, wait! How did this uncle even find me here?’

Wasn’t Yuri supposed to be laying low for a year?

It would be a nightmare if her family learned about it. From Yuri’s perspective, being unable to go outside due to the curse would be incredibly awkward.

Naturally, it’s obvious they would want to bring their missing daughter home.

The problem was…

‘If I step out of this house, I’ll turn into a rice cake of 180.’

What do I do?

Should I say I don’t know anything?

Should I just pretend to be oblivious and flee into the house?

What if they can’t wrap their heads around it and start jumping around?

Should I call the police? Or should I get my sister?

If things get tangled, isn’t it possible that Sehee could resolve everything with just one punch?

But…

‘Being a Hero and lying…’

Can I really ignore a father who came looking for his daughter like this?

No, I can’t let my heart waver. This is for the greater good(?).

Ajn closed her eyes and concentrated. To deceive others, I must first deceive myself.

I don’t know Yuri, I’m not a Hero, I’m just an ordinary editor.

Hmm? Yuri? Ajn doesn’t know anything about that?

“I’ve seen someone named Friede on the Broadcasting. That person was here, with their daughter too. Where is my daughter?”

“Uh….”

What do I do! They know my name too!

Even in the heightened mode of concentration that I tried to maintain, I was knocked out by that one line from the uncle.

If my mind had any form, it would have shattered into pieces.

As I floundered with a body language almost incomprehensible, Yuri’s father delivered the final blow to me.

—Thud!

With a collapse that resembled kneeling, Ajn, whose mind was crumbling, stood frozen as if time had stopped.

“Uh?”

“…….”

You… kneeled?

Are you seriously planning to bring your daughter if you can’t get answers here?

“I’ve tracked down information that links my daughter to this house. Please, let me see her.”

Instinctively trying to defend myself with the little psychic ability I had, I felt a jolt in my heart as I watched Yuri’s father trembling at his shoulders.

I couldn’t afford to escape reality any longer; the sincere and urgent wish washed over Ajn’s heart.

‘There was no need for all this.’

Her family had come. Even if there were curses or various circumstances… they should meet.

Seeing the father who kneeled down to find his daughter, was I really a Hero for only managing this much?

A serious self-loathing enveloped me.

It felt like I was sinking lower than when my sister’s help got me out of the awkwardness of being a loser, and my body naturally shrank inwards.

‘I’m sorry, sister, Yuri.’

Even if this thought leads to some bothersome consequences later, I can’t help it.

Resolutely, Ajn looked on with determination.

There was only one thing she could do.

“Oh dear, sir. Please get up. I’ll tell you everything.”

It was simply going to be a dogeza.

   

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