this 3 years old is a villainess

Chapter 19

So many years have passed.

In the portraits that arrive every year, Erilot was growing up.

At first, there wasn't much hair, but now it was enough to tie it up and fix it on both sides.

'... ... squirrel?'

Occasionally, I would check the date of the portrait on the calendar.

it was sometimes very occasionally.

and some time later.

'I should have painted a portrait last month, but why still... ... .'

My family is ruined, so I can't even afford to be a painter.

The old man was raking up money like that, and he didn't pay his anger on time.



"Did you call me, General?"

"okay. This time a portrait-"

"Yes?"

"... ... ."

"General?"

"no."



Enzo had a puzzled expression.

'portrait? what a portrait... ... You're going to make me do a portrait!'

Enzo's face turned pale blue.

Even if he didn't, he didn't forget that last year, he made the camp run 30 laps because he didn't like how it looked.

'My, you don't like my face that much.'

It's not.

My mother said she was handsome.

'Isn't it the general's taste?!'

I shook my head tight.

My hair didn't seem to change much, so I shaved my eyebrows too.

I tried hard to match the general's taste in my own way... ... .



"Are you cuddling?"



I had to go around the camp forty times.

so a few weeks.

Still no portraits came, and Daymond was in a bad mood.

However.



"General! It's a contact from our people in nature!"

"What's going on?"

"It is said that the handmaiden has manifested her blessings, and she is transferred from the 12th tower to the castle."



'This crazy old man.'

That old man would not know how dangerous nature is to a child without a back.

Especially if it's a child that the Duke of Astra is interested in, the brothers will light up their eyes.

I was in a bad mood for several months.

Then one day, an order of return was issued from the old man.



"Will the general return peacefully?"

"Now, if you just break through the wall of Herium, you can advance to the enemy camp, so you can go."

"okay. If it goes back like this, someone else's major will be occupied."

"Yeah, but I still want you to die. It's been 5 years since I haven't seen my child's face."



Everyone thought that Daymond would disobey the decree of return.

However.



"Pack up. Return to Astra Manor."

"Yes?!"



Enzo and his lieutenants persuaded him with contemplation, but Daymond was stubborn.

I've been on the battlefield too long.

It wasn't because he couldn't stay still after hearing that his daughter had gone to nature.

So returned to the castle.

and... ... .



"Come on, apologize."

"... ... ."

"You can't hear me!"



I saw Decons shouting in front of me, who couldn't even raise their head.

A child wiggling his hands in front of the Decons.

He has blonde hair that resembles himself, and red eyes that resemble himself.

But unlike me, a small squirrel that looks infinitely soft.

Until he came, I thought he wouldn't care.

He was born by accident, but he didn't want to do the same thing as his father. So, let's just be parents.

I thought about it all the way back.

However,



"You're still making that pig's slap, Decons."



I don't know why he was so angry.

Maybe it's because the hand holding the skirt is too small.

Because the emotion in his big eyes is fear.

I'm upset that only a three-year-old had learned to fear.

That must be... ... Just like myself when I was young.

That may be the reason.

That night, Decons' wagon, which was about to return to my jurisdiction, was attacked.

There was a sound that the culprit was 3m tall.

And since that day... ... .



"Abami!"



The child kept coming.

He doesn't seem to have helped much in front of the child, and although he had never looked for it first, the child persistently pursued him.

When I first came to the barracks, it stuck to my legs like a cicada.

'Isn't that guy afraid?'

Passing by soldiers who have not run out of blood on the battlefield, they come to me every day, saying that everyone else is creepy.

Come for breakfast, come for lunch, come for dinner, and... ... .

alone every day.

'From that kid's point of view, I must be the first adult man I've ever seen.'

Still, it was strange that I was chasing after my father.

As far as the eye can see.



"Um, uh, um."



A child lying on his stomach on the rug in my office was reading a book while humming.

'Is it okay to read?'

Only a three-year-old was thrilled.

'Do you know how to write?'



[Mondeukyi]



'... ... .'

However, the two letters are correct.

'If you look at the rapid growth, you look like me... ... .'

─I thought about it and made an impression.

I kept thinking about everything in front of my eyes.

Whatever the old man was thinking, we climbed Mount Hadix together.

I didn't want to see him chasing me and sitting in the shade.

It's not cold in the castle. Why are you chasing me this way?

As he approached, the boy jumped up.



"Abami!"



would you be so happy

what the hell do i say

He had never been pleased with him, and he seemed like such a child.



"... ... You're chasing me without getting tired."



The child's eyes were rounded. Then, after hesitating for a while, he spoke carefully.



"Abami, the train... ... ? (Father, are you annoyed...?)"

"... ... ."

"Well then. I will only go to one bum a day... ... ."

"... ... ."

"I'll watch you secretly so I won't be embarrassed."

"... ... ."

"I'm going to take a closer look."



'How can you like someone so much?'

Daymond couldn't find a word to answer, so he swallowed it again this time.

Even when fighting monsters, the child was concerned.

And the moment the soldier dropped the purification stone.

The child ran up to the cliff with that small body and crouched down on the purification stone. I didn't even care when the monsters rushed at me.

Eyes turned.

Even after turning the monster that attacked the child into a mop, his anger did not go away.



"You, what is this—!"

"My, I got it."

"... ... ."

"Ah, I caught the bloody thing from Abami."

"... ... ."

"I'm not bored anymore... ... ?"



The child was stupid. stupid, stupid

why.

why are you

What is the father who doesn't greet you once every time he comes?

A very strange feeling.

I knew it the moment I held the trembling child.

'Oh yeah.'

It was such a feeling of affection.

Maybe I have endured that long time to meet you.

"Abami... ... ."

Daymond was startled as he watched the hand of the sleeping child.

"How do you feel."

"... ... ."

The little boy wiggled his little hand and asked very carefully.

"My Abamiya."

"... ... okay."

"So, I am going to Erirot. Can I cook Abami?"

"... ... ."

I didn't know how many times I was bitten by a child.

Swallowing something with a groan, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Huh."

"... ... ."

"That's right, Erilot."

We can love each other to our heart's content.

The stroking cheeks were warm. Let the warmth seep into the depths.

A crying child was so adorable that it broke my heart.



* * *



When I woke up, I moaned and moaned.

feel unwell

'It's not painful... ... Eh.'

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was a solid chest.

When he lifted his head, he saw a handsome man looking like a painting in the sunlight.

'That's right, I slept with my father.'

It was very uncomfortable for my father to shove those long legs into the crib.

'It must have been difficult to nurse all night.'

Every time I woke up in the morning, my father was at my bedside.

Even when I was battling cancer, there was no one watching me all night.

Although my mother slept like beans in a drought,

'Rather, I attended.'

I don't know how many times I went to and from convenience stores to buy what I needed.

However... ... .

'Now I have someone to take care of me!'

I felt like I wanted to brag wherever I went.

He lay on his stomach and looked at his father's face.

'It's my father.'

Not a stepfather who discriminated against his younger brother, but a real father.

I covered my mouth with a small hand because I thought I would laugh if I made a mistake.

I'm doing that.

"How do you feel."

A hoarse, hoarse voice was heard.

My father slowly opened his eyes and looked at me.

"Nevermind."

"Why don't you sleep more?"

"Get up early. Ambami is sleeping."

I jumped up and patted my father on the side. Because he was lying on my side looking at me.

Dad chuckled and got up.

"Looking at my strength, everything seems to be better now."

"Yes."

"Let's go eat."

Dad hugged me and went down to the first floor.

The maids who were cleaning the dreary saw me and their faces brightened.

So were the servants in the dining room and the servants in the dining room.

"miss."

"Girl-!"

... ... Why are you here?

I was bewildered by the reaction different from before I collapsed.

Just in time, my father told me to go to the restaurant because he was going to wash up, so I jumped out of his arms.

Then Heidi, who confirmed that her father was going, came to her with frequent steps.

There was a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

"Sent in the garden. I wish you a safe recovery."

Betty said excitedly.

"Yesterday and that day, too. I decorated her room!"

"James said he bought a painting in the stable. It's a painting with a rumor that sick people get better."

"Cali in the kitchen, and Lizzy in the laundry—"

When I came to think of it, servants were closely attached to the corner walls and pillars.

All the faces were crying.

"... ... ?"

I tilted my head and asked.

"Are they kidding me?"

"of course! The young lady is cute, lovely, and—"

"Because you are our hero!"

'AHA.'

I must have been very grateful for kicking Mrs. Rachel out.

After all, he was a man who whipped around as if he were a horse.

'And now I'm scared too.'

There are quite a few people who mistake awe for liking.

I got flowers from Heidi.

"Thank you."

"Hey-, cute!"

"Lovely!"

... ... But it's a bit cumbersome.

Even while walking to the restaurant, I had to receive excessively twinkling glances.

But the castle was cluttered.

Somehow, it's not like it's just organized, but it feels like it's going to and fro?

'Because there is no general butler, it doesn't work properly.'

absence of managers.

There, half of the servants were cut off.

'What would have happened to Michelan.'

As I sat at the table with that thought in mind, my father entered the restaurant.

Wet hair, wet face, and the nape of the neck exposed by unbuttoning a few buttons.

The maids who were waiting for the meal looked haha ... ." and moaned.

A few male servants were also hugging the tray with blushing faces.

Yes? Why a male servant?

'... ... Well, it could be.'

After that, the meal came out.

My father and I sat across from each other and ate.

The menu was easy to eat wheat porridge and grilled vegetables.

I was elated to see the roasted bell peppers.

Bell pepper was the enemy of children, but this was overcome in the peasant castle.

While eating green peppers, I saw my father's plate.

My father's menu was the same. The grilled vegetables were empty, but only broccoli was left.

"Abami, don't you have broccoli?"

My father's hand trembled.

The father, who was silent for a moment, said.

"... ... no."

"Are you chilling?"

"... ... I love broccoli."

Then my father put broccoli in his mouth.

For some reason, his jaw moved like a machine.

"... ... Look, I like broccoli."

"I have one left."

"... ... ."

Dad looked at the leftover broccoli. It was a stabbing gaze.

He picked up the broccoli like a machine again. And after a while I put it in my mouth.

'I must have saved it because I liked it.'

I poked three broccoli from my plate like cook, cook, cook and skewered and transferred them to my father's plate.

"Marnie Mugger."

"... ... Huh."

Seeing my father eat well what I gave him made me happy.

'Try this for the first time.'

My chest tickles.

That was then.

Enzo entered the restaurant. There was a document in his hand.

"A request for a change of equipment... ... No, the general eats broccoli... ... !"

"Shut up."

Enzo opened his mouth and shut his mouth.

My father was in a very bad mood for some reason.

Enzo put the papers down in front of his father with a pale face.

"Oh, and I researched what you were looking for. This is the medicine that Michelan gave her."

"okay."

"It was an epilepsy drug."

"An outbreak?"

"Yes."

If it is a manifestation disease, it refers to a fever that newborns suffer when the family is awakened.

'Why did you give me that drug?'

It even worked... ... uh?

'If what I was afflicted with was an outbreak of protection... ... .'

I stiffened with a spoon, and my father and Enzo continued their conversation.

"The epilepsy would develop before the grand astronomical portal (the pore on the baby's head) closes."

"Yeah, even the young lady has already manifested blessings."

no.

Others think it is my protection to read ancient languages, but it is not.

I have no protection.

That's... ... .

'I was afflicted with epilepsy so that I could be blessed.'

I jumped up.

"All stay. I want to go to my room."

"okay."

After greeting my father and Enzo, I returned to my room in a hurry.

I made sure there was no one in the room and closed the door.

And I looked through the books in my library.

'I saw you here last time... ... Ah, here it is.'

I opened a book titled <The Beginning of the Use of Family Names>.



[—There are hundreds of types of household names.

There are various types and powers, from the attack type <Flame> to the small <The ability to accurately inform the current time>.

Most of them inherit the same kind of protection as their parents, but there are those who rarely express a unique type of protection that has not been confirmed.

(syncopation)

The way to start the protection is to send magical energy to the danjeon—]



'found.'

I never learned how to start because I didn't have any protection.

After it became known that the ancient word was gaho, people thought that I had naturally learned how to start.

I followed the contents of the book.

'By sending magic power to the danjeon... ... .'

And that moment.