That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episode 8
Bored.
No toys, not to mention smartphones.
What time am I living in?!!
"Ed, Princess Felice seems bored. Do something for her."
Mahessa is so sensitive! I'm starting to like you!
Edgar who had been focusing on the paper containing writings that I did not understand began to shift his eyes. He glanced at me, watching what I was doing in a boring baby box with no toys and no interlocutors. I pretended not to see it, but I fiddled my fingers while looking the other way.
"Is that?" his reply was brief, and focused again on the paper before him.
So mean!!! He simply replied "so?"?!!
"What a bad father." Mahesa put her scroll into the robe, then moved me into her cradle. It felt so comfortable as he carried me. It seems that Mahesa is experienced in this.
Well, since you're so nice, I'll give you a sweet smile.
Mahesa's face suddenly changed like a fool. You can imagine it, right? The face of the person is stunned with inline eyes and lips in the shape of a letter w. Behind him was a pink tone filled with light. "Aahhh, Princess Felice's smile is so sweet."
"Aabaaaa aamm." (read: I'm really funny, that's a fact)
"Ututu airing, surely you are very tired of being in a room this wide without anyone inviting you to chat. Got a busy dad is hard, hmm? But now it's no problem. Uncle will invite you to chat and play today.
The speech with a tone full of satire seemed to be enough to affect Edgar's psyche. He again turned his gaze away from the important royal file, rewarding Mahessa a sharp glare. The one glimpsed just smiled sweetly like a fool.
"Talking to the baby? Don't act stupid, Mahesa. Baby can't answer your words, just understand no" Edgar replied in a super cold tone.
Mahesa took a deep breath, then focused her attention on me. Her two soft pink eyes were glued to both of my eyes. "You know what, Ed?" Mahesa was silent for a moment, then landed her lips on my forehead, giving me a kiss of affection. It felt a little annoying when a guy I didn't know kissed me on the forehead impolitely. But deep down in my heart, I feel so happy.
Mahesa continued her words, "Babies understood as they were being spoken to. They just can't answer correctly. His brain development will be perfect, and will grow into a smart child. With frequent conversation, babies can absorb a lot of vocabulary and learn to talk faster."
Mahesa explained at length, hoping Edgar understood what she meant. As the king of a large kingdom he is indeed obliged to take care of various problems in the kingdom. But Edgar has me now. He has a new status as a father. He should be able to divide the time.
"That's it?"
AND FROM MAHESA'S LENGTHY EXPLANATION, THE DEVIL SIMPLY REPLIED "BIGITY?".
"Hey! Aren't you afraid Princess Felice would misidentify me as her father? Most likely it will happen, if I'm with him more often."
I can't possibly misidentify you. It only happens to ordinary babies. And I'm not an ordinary baby. Remember that!
"Give up, I'll be with him in the afternoon."
Edgar spoke as if he didn't care. That sounds annoying and pathetic. So mean. This guy needs to be a little bit.
"Alright, busy father," Mahesa replied in a lazy tone. Despite being more than a thousand years old, Edgar still has a stubborn nature like a child.
I pulled out the dress plan that Mahesa was wearing, made her lazy face change into a cute pretentious face to be teflon pubg. "Why air? You want a walk out?"
"Mmm baba." (read : Papa)
Mahesa's face showed an extremely adorable look of shock. And so did Edgar. His soul seemed to be shaken when he heard the call "papa" coming out of my lips. And more painfully, the call was not for him, but for his right hand. For his confidant.
"Babbaa!!!" (read : Papa!)
Edgar's room was instantly filled with an aura of hatred so dense. Edgar's red eyes were blazing. The wind began to blow quite hard, flying the important papers that were originally lying on the table.
Nawat, my jokes are overrated. Mahesa, I'm sorry if your life just got here.
"Ed—"
Before Mahesa could finish her words, Edgar had cut in. "Put him on his bed."
Edgar's voice sounded terrible. A little hoarse and echoing. Without saying anything, Mahesa laid me in a crate and immediately retreated to save her life.
Edgar slowly approached. Her horrible face honestly scares me a little. But if I get scared, it'll only make Mahesa more guilty. Slowly he started lifting me up and moving me into his trunk. Nothing has changed. His face still looks terrible.
I gave her a smile, accompanied by a short, funny laugh. My hands moved, reaching out for a pinch of her long hair that flew about due to the wind. It seems to work a little. The pitch-black aura within the room gradually faded away. His handsome face had returned to how it was.
"Don't eat it" said Edgar, removing his hair from my hand. It seems to have returned to how it was. Good thing, I thought there was going to be bloodshed in this room.
"The ababaa mmm." (Read : Papa, don't be angry)
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