My Daddy Hides His Power Chapter 308 - Side story Part 2 Chapter 4

“Honey, could you please stop interrupting and tell me why you insist so much on a son?”

 

“….”

 

Cheshire remained silent.

 

And thought.

 

From the very first time he imagined a future with Lilith, he always hoped their baby would look like her.

 

Not only in appearance, but also in personality.

 

Lilith, having grown up surrounded only by love, is bright and sociable. She laughs often, is full of charm, and anyone who sees her can’t help but fall in love.

 

Whether it’s a son or a daughter, he hoped their child would definitely look just like Lilith…

 

‘…That’s what I thought.’

 

But surprisingly, the feelings were different between when he only imagined it and when it actually happened.

 

He had become Lilith’s husband, and now having children was no longer just a dream but a possible reality.

 

‘As expected, not a daughter.’

 

Cheshire swallowed hard.

 

And… he recalls the wave of confessions that had come from all directions right around the time he had just started dating Lilith.

 

He remembers the hardships endured by former love letter inspectors Enoch, Leon, and Leon’s father Alexei, as they struggled to fend off those relentless, intimidating attacks.

 

He recalls the knights who, ignoring getting beaten by their superiors, rushed in just to exchange a single word with Lilith.

 

If they have a daughter—especially one who looks just like Lilith—there’s a very high chance he’ll have to go through that ordeal all over again.

 

He wouldn’t have a single nerve left to spare…

 

But for a beautiful daughter, he’s willing to endure that kind of hardship.

 

In fact, what Cheshire worries about the most is… the future version of himself who might overly control his daughter. 

 

“Where are you going?”

 

“I’m going to meet a friend.”

 

“It’s late. See them tomorrow.”

 

“…? Dad, it’s only 6 PM!”

 

Just imagining it is terrifying. He thinks he might want to set a curfew at 6 p.m.

 

He feels like he’d treat every man in the world as a thief from the start.

 

‘Damn, it’s terrible.’

 

Isn’t that something you can’t do to your daughter?

 

“What are you thinking? I’m asking you to tell me why it has to be a son. Didn’t you used to say you wanted to have a daughter and tie her hair?”

 

“Ah.”

 

Of course, it was a little embarrassing to tell the truth. Lilith might be offended.

 

“Since the child will be yours and mine, I’d like them to take after both of us. Your looks and personality, but my gender.”

 

“Ah? That’s what it was.”

 

Fortunately, Lilith agreed.

 

“A boy who looks exactly like me….”

 

Lilith, who had been muttering and imagining, let out a big sigh.

 

“I want to see it too. But you have to look at the sky if you want to catch a star.”

 

She was more than a little worried because of the unexpected hidden threat(?) her husband turned out to have.

 

Lilith looked back at Cheshire.

 

Their eyes met for a moment, and Cheshire apologized softly. 

 

“Sorry.”

 

“No.”

 

They’ll try again… but she  guesses they can succeed?

 

Lilith sighed deeply again.

 

“Phew….”

 

* * *

 

It had been four days since Lilith and Cheshire left for their honeymoon.

 

While the two were having a happy time… 

 

Bang!

 

Oscar kicked the door open and came out.

 

“Ha, this really makes me want to curse.”

 

True to his personality, he crossed the hallway with his footsteps making a loud thump. 

 

Enoch and Axion followed him in a hurry.

 

“Lord of the Wizard Tower!” 

 

“Young Master Manuel!”

 

Enoch quickly grabbed Oscar.

 

As soon as his arm was grabbed and he was turned around, Oscar spoke.

 

“Excuse me, I’m a highly skilled professional and a really busy person.”

 

“I know.”

 

Enoch sighed.

 

“I’m losing my mind because every single second spent calming down and persuading a coward like that feels like such a waste.”

 

“But it’s not like I don’t understand.”

 

This is the Primera Duchy Council Hall.

 

And just beyond the conference room door that Oscar stormed out of a little while ago, stands the King of Teneba, who visited two days ago.

 

It was a place for negotiations regarding the defense of the Teneba Kingdom.

 

And the negotiations had been going on for two days without any progress because their positions were not narrowing down.

 

“What more should I do?”

 

Oscar felt like grabbing Enoch by the collar and shaking him.

 

The problem was…

 

The demons that threatened the land.

 

Although their numbers have gradually dwindled with the fall of the Pavilion Empire’s royal family, they have not yet completely disappeared.

 

There was still some damage happening all over the continent, and the kingdom without the ability users was vulnerable to the devil’s defense.

 

“Did we threaten people just by standing by and helping? As soon as that damn emperor disappeared, they shamelessly poked at us first, as if waiting for the chance, asking if we could help a little?”

 

The kingdom asked for help first.

 

The duchy responded.

 

“So you decided to send an army, right?”

 

They offered to station a force of powerful individuals in the Kingdom of Teneba, but the reply they received was…

 

‘That’s a bit much.’

 

It was a long story, but to sum it up, that was the gist of it.

 

Well, I understand.

 

It hadn’t even been four years since the nightmare of the Empire, which had constantly tried to devour the kingdom, had finally ended.

 

Originally, those powerful individuals who might have been called upon by the Emperor to wage invasion wars were now being stationed in the kingdom?

 

For the King of Teneba, it was naturally a decision that couldn’t be made lightly.

 

“So when they didn’t like that, we offered to install a warp gate instead, right?”

 

If you’re concerned about stationing the duchy’s troops, then at least allow us to install a warp gate.

 

That way, we can quickly go and suppress the demonic situation.

 

…He suggested an alternative.

 

“They don’t want that either?”

 

“Lord of the Wizard Tower.”

 

Of course, that too was a proposal that was hard to accept.

 

A transportation method that connects the duchy and the kingdom, allowing travel in just one second—how is that any different from stationing troops?

 

“You should’ve broken off the negotiations the moment you got played the second time. But instead, you kept pestering me, didn’t you?”

 

In the end, Enoch asked Oscar for a favor, and Oscar agreed to it.

 

“You asked me to make a modified warp gate, so I did. The new model only opens one way, which means the duchy can never activate it. It has to be the kingdom—they have to request support and open it first, I made it that way!”

 

Oscar swung at the closed conference room door behind Enoch.

 

“I explained it exactly twenty-four times inside!”

 

“…I know. Just calm down for now. Even if the gate is upgraded, the one who made it is still the Lord of the Wizard Tower from the duchy. How could we just blindly trust that? Especially when it’s such a critical matter of national defense.”

 

“Then you shouldn’t have whined from the beginning about how much damage the demons are causing?”

 

Oscar really held back a lot.

 

“They don’t want troops stationed here, they don’t want a warp gate installed, but the monster attacks are unbearable. What the hell, are they crazy? What more do they want us to do?”

 

“There’s nothing more to do. We just have to wait until the king makes up his mind and decides.”

 

“So that’s exactly why this never-ending argument is happening right now! To gently soothe the coward’s worries! To reassure them until they finally agree!”

 

That’s right.

 

“I have absolutely no idea why I should do that! We even made a new warp gate—what more do you want? Don’t you know my time is worth gold?!”

 

An angry Oscar poked Enoch’s shoulder with his index finger.

 

“Stop pretending to be nice. You might have time to worry about people from other countries, but I don’t.”

 

Oscar turned around coldly.

 

He went into the bathroom, but Enoch and Axion followed him.

 

“Why are you following me!”

 

“I thought you might run away.”

 

…How did you know?

 

Oscar stood in front of the sink and washed his face dry.

 

“Young Master Manuel, we know we’re making a demanding request. But since lives are at stake, we can’t just turn a blind eye as if it’s someone else’s problem.”

 

Axion looked Oscar in the eyes through the bathroom mirror and said,

 

Enoch aside, Oscar wasn’t exactly on close terms with Axion… so he quietly listened to what he had to say.

 

“I understand how you feel, Young Master Manuel. And of course, I understand why the King of Teneba is hesitant to decide. But in the end, it’s only a matter of time. All we need is to gain the kingdom’s trust through continued dialogue—then it’s over.”

 

So why are you trying to gain that trust?

 

He whined about his house being a mess, so I said I’d clean it for him. But guess what? The owner says he can’t give me the key?

 

Still, I really want to clean it up, so let’s get that key. We just have to prove that we mean no harm!

 

…And yet, here they are—fools saying that.

 

‘It really doesn’t suit me.’

 

Oscar irritably pulled up the water tap. Water poured out in a gush.

 

“I know you think we’re fools.”

 

That’s good. As he washed his face with cold water, he could hear Enoch’s earnest voice.

 

“But it’s about saving lives. Just once, please pretend to be kind with me.”

 

It’s so consistent that it’s annoying.

 

And what if a daughter, who looks just like this ever-steady dad, comes back from the honeymoon and says, “We have to help, Master!”?

 

Oscar was really fed up because he could so clearly picture himself running off now, only to come back again and help—just as consistently as ever.

 

“I, ha…”

 

At that moment, Enoch’s words suddenly stopped—somewhat awkwardly.

 

Oscar raised his head.

 

“…?”

 

Enoch was not in the mirror.

 

Somehow, only Axion, who had become thoughtful, looked down and opened his mouth wide.

 

“What….”

 

He looked back.

 

Enoch had disappeared.

 

Only the clothes he had been wearing a moment ago were thrown to the floor.

 

No, no.

 

He didn’t disappear…

 

“Phwaaa, haaa!”

 

Amidst the clothes discarded in a circle, something very small… suddenly pokes its head out.

 

‘What is that?’

 

Oscar froze.

 

‘A baby…?’

 

That’s right. A baby.

 

A baby who seemed to be just over a year old. A baby who looked like they had just started to walk.

 

With pure white hair and blue eyes….

 

A very eerie baby.

 

The baby, whose head was heavy for its body, wobbled several times before plopping down hard on its bottom.

 

“No!”

 

Axion, surprised, picked up the baby and looked at it. The baby was naked… He quickly wrapped it in Enoch’s shirt.

 

What on earth is going on?

 

Axion and Oscar blinked and looked into the mirror. The baby too.

 

And soon, the baby, who saw himself in the mirror, cried out in shock.

 

“Lword of Wizward Tower! What iz dis!”