Black killer whale baby 흑막 범고래 아기님

Chapter 4

Calypso was taken aback by the cave-like hum of the voice.

'Oh, a voice that doesn't match the face at all.'

His eyes drooped slightly and he even felt sensitive because

of the slight dark circles, but his voice wasn't like that at all. Well, this has nothing to do with Calypso himself.

I'm a daughter from the beginning, and if I show up and bother you, I'm a person who won't even pay attention."

I hadn't met Pierre much, but I knew his personality.

To be precise, it was a story I had heard from the retainers of

the previous episode.

"The deceased Pierre? Ugh, he really hated being annoying and bothersome. Did you particularly hate children? That's why even the head of the family, the son, didn't even look at it!"

"You indifferent and ignorant bastard, are you talking brightly in front of the head of the household? Anyway, flounder babies don't have brains, they're noodles. Oh, I thought of the family head, but I heard that even though he was sick, he liked being extremely clean."

Unexpectedly, the vassals were very interested in Pierre.

'Seeing how well he remembers his father even after he died.'

In this family that worships strength and body, only strength might be the strongest ever, but the body is weak, so it was a strange existence.

Anyway, since I hate children. I felt a reason to speak more clearly than when I was dealing with my grandmother.

"It's the exact opposite."

"Hmm, which direction is it?"

"A long way to go."

yes? It's a big deal."

Calypso put a dainty hand to his chin and groaned.

It was actually very cute and lovely, but Pierre just stared at it as if he were looking at a mineral.

"I must go there, how about you take me there?"

It was a hoarse voice. Pierre stared at Calypso and tilted his head slightly.

"Nope."

A look of uneasiness passed over his face.

'As expected, he seems to hate trouble."

Anyone who sees that face will ask, 'Why me?' It was a face that said.

"yes? Then there is nothing you can do."

Calypso shrugged without hesitation, stretched out his arms by the fountain, and struggled up to sit down.

"Education is complete, so I need to eat."

Pierre stared at Calypso in silence until he settled down. Calypso opened the pouch Pierre had been carrying, whether or not he was looking at it.

What I took out of the old dolphin-shaped bag was dried fruit.

It had been collected one after another since Calypso could walk.

'I didn't know what the situation would be, so I packed food."

The building where Calypso is located is only for babies who have to survive 1-2 years alone, so the food was poor.

As soon as Calypso turned 2 years old, he stocked up on

items that could be stored for a long time.

Calypso stopped eating and turned his head.

"What are you looking at, mister?"