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It's CountryHumans AU Fanfic.















"I'm home..."

"Welcome, Lutia. How was your shift today?"

"It wasn't bad..." 

I lowered my head. I didn't feel very good.

"What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing. It's just... I think it's been rumored that I'm not good at work..."

"Oh...." He said and patted me on the back.

"It's all right, Lutia. It's not your fault. Anyone can make mistakes. So don't be too sad about it."

".....I know... I'm sorry to make you worry."

"Lutia... Wash your hands, go to the room, change your clothes, and come out to the living room. There's fruit on the table."

"Okay..."

I washed my hands and face in the bathroom, went into the room, changed my clothes, and came out to the living room.

"Do you keep thinking about what happened those days?"

I nodded yes to his question.

"And now?" I nodded.

"I don't know... I just don't feel very good."

Then Britain sighed. "Who made this pretty princess upset?"

"...."

He said,

"You might do something wrong or make mistakes. But that doesn't mean you're wrong."

"Then why?"

Tears formed in my eyes. "Why can't these horrible nightmares get out of my head? Even if you try to send them... ...to the river of oblivion... It's not easy... I really don't know what to do."

I grabbed my head with both hands. Then he hugged me.

"It's all right... it's all right, Lutia. There won't be any bad things."

I cried in his arms. And my breathing became rough, too. He patted me on the back.

"It's all right... it's all right, Lutia. It's not going to get any worse..."

I cried and cried again and again. It was the first time I cried so much since the end of the practice of nursing assistants.

"Now lean on me slowly. Slowly... right..."

I coughed later, gasping for breath from crying my heart out.

"....Rest well, Lutia..." Then, I said. "Don't leave me."

Then he smiled and said, "I'm not going anywhere. I'll be by your side, whenever you want."

And after a while, my breathing came back to its original state and I said, "Thank you, Daddy."

"...Your welcome, my dearly princess..."

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