My Daddy Hides His Power Chapter 317 - Side story Part 2 Chapter 13

Emergency, emergency!

 

“What’s wrong? What is it, Jamie! Are you hurt? Huh? Why are you crying!”

 

“Waaa! Waaa!” 

 

Jamie stared at me intently, sobbing without a single tear. My mind went completely blank, and I blurted out something while looking at the bracelet. 

 

“Heal! If Jamie is hurting, make him better right now!” 

 

…The bracelet refused to process the request. 

 

If that’s the case, then? He’s not sick. 

 

I shook my head toward the startled Cheshire.

 

“He’s not sick?”

 

“Hmm, what is it? Why is he crying all of a sudden?”

 

“Did he poop?”

 

Cheshire hurriedly took Jamie from my arms.

 

He patted the thick diapered bottom a few times, sniffed, and shook his head.

 

“He didn’t poop either.”

 

“Then what is it?”

 

It was then. 

 

Thump thump thump.

 

The front door handle began rattling urgently. Cheshire handed Jamie back to me and opened the door.

 

“Father?”

 

“Haa, haa, haa.”

 

Axion burst in, breathing heavily as if he had rushed over. It had only been an hour since he had left after entrusting Jamie to us. 

 

“Guys, I…”

 

Axion strode straight toward me where I was sitting on the living room sofa and slapped a piece of paper down on the table with a thud. 

 

“There was something Enoch asked me to pass on—phew. I totally forgot to give it to you.”

 

“Oh, what’s wrong!”

 

Of course. There’s no way a father would leave his baby with me without saying a single word.

 

“But this isn’t Dad’s handwriting.”

 

While comforting Jamie, I lowered my head and took a quick look, but even at a glance, it wasn’t Dad’s.

 

“Because I wrote it. Enoch dictated it and I wrote it down.”

 

“Aha.” 

 

I immediately started reading Dad’s message… and was shocked right from number one.

 

1. Only formula feeding—no exceptions.

 

2. …….

 

“Oh my! What is this?”

 

“Why. What. Why are you surprised?”

 

“Can’t we give him breast milk? According to the parenting book, he needs to be breastfed six times a day, so Cheshire and I were just about to look for a wet nurse….”

 

“N, no way! Why would you feed him breast milk? I gave you the formula and bottles for a reason!”

 

“Y, you scared me.”

 

Is feeding breast milk to a nursing baby really such a forbidden thing?

 

Startled by Axion’s intense reaction, I stood there in confusion as Cheshire approached. 

 

“Father, why are you so worked up? Is there a specific reason Jamie can’t be fed breast milk?”

 

“….”

 

Axion was speechless for a moment, then said.

 

“Jamie is allergic to breast milk.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“He can’t. You must never feed him breast milk.”

 

Cheshire frowned, clearly unable to understand. I was puzzled too. Is there even such a thing as a breast milk allergy? 

 

“Father, if the baby can’t have breast milk, then what can he eat?”

 

“That’s exactly why I wrote that he should only be fed formula. Jamie once almost died after drinking breast milk. He’s been raised on formula ever since.”

 

Cheshire and I stared at each other in shock, our mouths agape.

 

“I, I almost got in trouble.”

 

“That’s right. Father, that’s not something you can just forget.”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

Axion apologized and let out a sigh of relief, then looked at Jamie in my arms with an emotional expression.

 

“Wait… can I hold him for a moment?”

 

“Yes.”

 

As they approached, Jamie stretched out his arms first and was hugged by Axion.

 

Axion put his hands on Jamie’s armpits, held them in the air, and gave him a hot gaze before hugging him tightly.

 

“Hold on a little longer. Cheer up.”

 

“Wubya.”

 

Somehow… it felt like watching soldiers bound by camaraderie.

 

“And guys, don’t overdo it with this stuff.”

 

While holding Jamie, Axion nodded to the parenting books he had bought.

 

“Every baby is different, so don’t try to follow everything in the books to the letter. Make sure you read the list of instructions I brought carefully, and take care of Jamie according to that.”

 

“I’ll keep that in mind, Father!”

 

“Yes, Father.”

 

“Don’t just do things your own way, like trying to hire a wet nurse without thinking it through. If you have any questions while taking care of Jamie, ask for advice first.”

 

“Yes! Who should I ask? Should I ask Father?”

 

“No. I’m single? Not me.”

 

Axion smiled.

 

“Your Master.”

 

Oscar?

 

“But Master is single too?” 

 

“But he’s a genius.” 

 

That’s true. Oscar probably knows everything. Plus, we’ve inscribed a teleportation magic circle at his house, so going back and forth is easy. 

 

“I understand!”

 

* * *

 

The accident happened at the Wizard Tower, but it was Enoch who took the fall for it, and Axion—worried sick about his friend—was mentally and emotionally exhausted.

 

It’s so annoying that he’s the only one who gets to relax!

 

Oscar Manuel, completely unaware that Axion had just dumped the clueless newbie parents on him like a leech.

 

He was wearing his reading glasses and deeply immersed in drafting a research paper in the living room of his home.

 

‘…You’re here.’

 

Oscar raised his head.

 

[♡Princess Room♡]

 

A room just for Lilith in Oscar’s house, marked with a lovely nameplate. From beyond that door, a familiar magic suddenly stirred. 

 

It belonged to Cheshire, who must have used teleportation magic to enter that room.

 

Knock, knock, knock.

 

Soon, there was a knock from inside the room.

 

“Master! Are you there? Is it okay if I come out?”

 

“Yeah.” 

 

Oscar took off his glasses and got up, walking toward the room.

 

The door opened, and as expected, the newlywed couple appeared—with a baby in tow.

 

“What is that?”

 

Oscar pretended to be surprised at the baby Lilith was holding.

 

“Ahahaha! Master, this baby is exactly what I wish for!”

 

“You wished to see the baby?”

 

“Yes! I came to introduce the baby and report the research results to the Master~”

 

Oscar paused and glanced at Cheshire.

 

Research conducted at the cost of Lilith’s lifespan. 

 

He once had a heated argument with Cheshire, who was against it, and in the end, he continued the research in secret from him.

 

Lilith, noticing the awkward glance between the two, spoke.

 

“Cheshire caught on too quickly, so I got caught. We argued a little, but he agreed to understand, so don’t worry.” 

 

“Ugh, if that was going to happen….”

 

“Baby!”

 

Lilith showed the baby in front of Oscar, who was getting angry.

 

“Cute, right? Looks just like me, doesn’t he~? Guess who~?”

 

Who is it? Your Dad.

 

“He’s the first son of the youngest daughter of the eldest daughter of my grand-uncle—someone I didn’t even know existed. His name is Jamie. Since we’re relatives, of course Jamie and I resemble each other.”

 

“That’s amazing.”

 

Since we told Axion he could say anything about the baby’s identity, it seems he really did just say whatever came to mind.

 

“I turned out not to be the one who was pregnant.”

 

“Of course not, you idiot. You think a mere one-month lifespan is enough to create life?”

 

“If it had just started forming in the womb, I thought maybe it didn’t count as a full life yet, so there was a chance. But nope, as expected—it just granted a wish worth exactly one month of lifespan.”

 

Oscar pretended to listen with interest and headed to the kitchen. Lilith followed him, babbling about the whole story.

 

“…That’s how it happened. So, since ‘a baby boy who looks just like me’ already existed somewhere under the same sky, all it had to do was let me meet him for a little while. That’s why it only cost a month.”

 

Oscar, who was standing in front of the kitchen table and pouring water into a glass, snickered.

 

The reason Lilith couldn’t even suspect that ‘Jamie = Enoch who became young’ was right here.

 

Enoch Rubinstein, who had an immeasurable amount of mana even among Dos. To render him incapacitated in just one month of life was completely against common sense.

 

So it would only make sense for the cost of “one month” if the situation was simply that a distant relative’s baby had coincidentally been sent to me.

 

“And… now that I’ve figured out the basic principle, I’m not going to make vague wishes like that anymore.”

 

“Why?”

 

“If someone gets caught up in it, I could end up causing harm I didn’t anticipate. Like with Jamie. If it hadn’t been for my wish, this little baby wouldn’t have been separated from his mother.”

 

“Aha.”

 

“And I also feel a bit sorry for Jamie because I don’t know anything about childcare. Until now, I thought breast milk and formula were basically the same—but they’re not. According to the books, a 3-month-old baby is supposed to be breastfed six times a day…”

 

“Pft.” 

 

At that moment, Oscar, who was drinking water, coughed in vain. His eyes widened in surprise.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

“Breastfed?!”