Chapter 193 – Chapter 186 – Dream Demon’s Daughter (5)

Ella watched her mother put her younger siblings to bed and wiggled her hand.

The time her mother says she is looking for treasure is after her siblings are asleep.
Then you’ll find that treasure soon, right?

“Treasure…”

Obviously, that treasure must be the jewel on Karine’s mother’s necklace.
To hide her loss, Karine even wears different clothes, but her quick-witted mother seems to notice right away.

“Good night.”

Sharpie kissed and lifted her youngest daughter, who was still unable to walk properly.

“Our first daughter! Are you still fresh?”

“Yes. Ella is in good spirits.”

Ella fiddled with her nightgown as she watched her mother approaching her.

The soft nightgown Karine made for her was at least soothing Ella’s anxious heart.
However, at Sharpie’s words after her, Ella felt a stinging sensation inside her.

“Originally, my daughter, this time is when she is in the middle of sleepy time. How are you so full of energy? You didn’t even take a nap?”

It seems that the smell of coffee-scented cookies, which must have been wiped off, is in her mouth.
She cheated on Silnia’s nose, so there’s no way her mother would find out, but she can’t help but feel uneasy.

“That, well? Ah! Ella, I can’t sleep because I’m looking forward to the treasure hunt today!”

“Hmm, really?”

“Really…”

Ella smiled as she tried to keep her tail down.
But even if her mother accepts the excuse she just made, it’s a problem.

If I did a treasure hunt, I would definitely go to Karine’s mother’s or Potty’s mother’s room, but I didn’t have the confidence to withstand the sharp gazes from the two of them there.

Especially after seeing those two extremely angry like today.

“But mom… Ella, for some reason, I feel sleepy now…”

“I’m sorry, Ella.”

Ella looked at her mother with her blank face.
And she barely opened her mouth to get her words out.

“What?”

“Treasure hunt.”

I felt like I didn’t know how many times my heart was pounding today.
Is this why her mother told her not to drink coffee?

Ella asked, placing her hand on her chest involuntarily.

“Bo, why are you sorry about the treasure hunt?”

Sharpie approached in silence, not smiling.

Have you ever been exposed to lying with your facial expression?
Or does she already know everything like a quick-witted mother?

Or is it just a joke?

My mindless thoughts suddenly stopped.

“Yap!”

Ella caught her breath in surprise when her mother suddenly lifted her into the air.

“Heb!”

She breathed in hastily, and her breath made a strange sound, and Ella tried to pour out her words without even bothering to pay attention to them.

“Uh, Mama Ella is Mi…”

“Oh?”

But when she heard another startled voice from her mother, Sharpie, Ella stopped her words.

“Why is that, my daughter? Mom, did you come to apologize because you’re sorry?”

Sharpie made his way to Ella’s bed.
She cautiously put her Ella on the edge of the bed where her siblings slept, smiling as usual.

“While her mother is on her treasure hunt, Ella has to guard her mother’s treasures. Did she mean to say sorry she couldn’t go with you?”

“Uh…”

“Actually, managing a treasure hunt is also important. Can’t she just leave her younger siblings alone? So will Ella babysit her little sisters?”

Sharpie’s heart eyes were full of trust.

“It might not be fun, but this is a kind of treasure hunt. Can you help mom?”

“… Huh.”

“Thank you, my daughter!”

Unlike usual, Sharpie didn’t make a fuss about her, and he didn’t bother raising her voice.
She just kissed her daughter under her eyes and stroked her hair.

“Thank you. For being born as my mother’s daughter. Mom is Ella and Dad…”

Her mother’s voice trembled slightly as she tried to tell her that he was her father.
Sharpie then muffled her words.

“Thanks to you, every day is a wonderful day. Mom, I’ve lived a very long time, but these days are the most fun!”

Ella felt her unidentifiable tickling well in her chest.
The cause was unclear.

Maybe it’s because it’s the first time she’s lied so much in her life.
Or it could be the relief you feel knowing that a dangerous situation has managed to get through.

If not, it could be because of anxiety.

“Mom… Wasn’t your mother a demon lord outside?”

The moment when the heavy rain knocked on the transparent ceiling and the mothers called each other not names, but warriors or wizards.
From then on, the anxiety that came from the time the place called the approaching outside settled in my head.

“Devil?”

Ella recalled her thoughts of the outside, where stories had trickled down lately.

When she first heard that she was out of the house, it was an unknown place where there was rain and wind.
However, the more words Ella could understand, the more she became curious about the outside world in a different way.

“You were a demon lord outside your mother, right? Even if I go out, I am the Demon King.”

Mom and Dad seem to take on different roles when they go out.
In particular, her mother who gave birth to her self probably thinks that she is a demon king.

And the adults tried to hide it as much as possible, but from Ella’s point of view, the demon king didn’t seem to be a very good role.

“If you read fairy tales, they say the devil is a bad person. Even mothers don’t like it when you keep bringing up the word demon king.”

Adults don’t know it yet, but they can already read the words of books.
If you secretly look at those books, the devil always comes out as a bad person.

“And in books, the Demon King is always…”

The warrior party is defeated and the world becomes peaceful.

“The hero took it down.”

Ella raised her head cautiously, clutching her quivering chest.

“Then can’t the demon king be happy? The Demon King’s daughter too?”

There was a shadow over her mother’s face from the light of the sleeping lamp.

The shadows either hide or reveal her face, not showing her exact expression.
That’s why Ella couldn’t help but try to stare at the sparkling red heart eyes all the time.

“Mom…”

Shafikara’s eyes were closed.

She honestly smiled right away and knew that everything would be okay.
Because my mother was always active and fun.

Even if Silnia or Karine get annoyed.
Even if Marina is worried.
Even if Potty sniffles.

Even when her father gave her a headache, she was a mother who always smiled with her eyes shining.

But now Sharpie closed her eyes and was quiet.

“Uh, Mom?”

Ella held on tightly to her mother’s clothes, holding back her tears from her anxiety.
Thanks to that, my hand hurt from being pricked by a rose thorn during the day, but I didn’t pay any attention to that.

“Are you not going to answer me? Mom is smart and knows everything.”

“Devil. She is the daughter of the Demon King.”

A severely cracked and locked voice.
It was her mother’s voice that she had never heard before.

“I’m sorry if Ella asked something that shouldn’t be asked…”

Ella’s words were interrupted by the sharpie’s tail.
The tail made a strange move and wrapped around Ella’s hand.

Then she rubbed her daughter’s hand and her skin vigorously.

“Huh… !”

Seeing the sharpie let out her excited moans, Ella was taken aback.
Originally, her mother used to make strangely pleasant sounds when her tail touched someone.

But she said that was what she mostly did with her dad, and she didn’t moan so pleasantly unless it was a mistake for her.

“Mom? What’s the matter?”

Ella questioned her incomprehensible behavior, but Sharpie covered her ears with her hands.

With her eyes closed and her ears covered.
Unable to see or hear her, the Sharpie wriggled only her tail in Ella’s palm.

“Ella doesn’t know why her mother is doing this… Uh?”

At that moment, I felt the tip of her tail drawing a familiar picture, no words.

‘Can you please not make a sound?’

Demon language drawn on the palm of your hand.
Her mother shook her body wildly and let out a moan as she wrote the words only they knew with her tail on the palm of her hand.

‘Does Ella really like her dad? Then can you hold her by the tail?’

Ella squeezed the power in her hand.

“Aww!”

The sharpie continued to block her eyes and ears even as it bounced her around the waist.

‘Is it as good as mom?’

Again, Ella tightened her hand.

“Huh…”

Sharpie continued to wiggle her tail as she lay half-lying on her bed.

‘Are other mothers as good as you?’

Ella thinks she’s been hearing a lot of these questions lately, and she puts her hand up again.
Of course, this time too, the sharpie shook her violently with her strange groans.

‘If I can’t meet her dad or other mothers, Ella will be very sad, right?’

Nodding her head at all, Ella grabbed her tail vigorously.

“Ah!”

Her mother’s moaning echoed in her ears, but Ella was now completely mindful of her sentences being drawn by her tail.

‘If I had to live with either my dad or my mom, would I live with my dad?’

This question was the hardest to understand and the hardest to answer.

Don’t dad and mom always have to live with themselves?
But why are you asking this question?

With confused doubts, Ella stood still, holding her tail.
Waiting for her mom to stop this incomprehensible antics and give her a hug.

But Sharpie forced her tail to add to her sentence.

‘If I can’t see her all the time because she has to live far away, will she be able to get along without getting angry with her dad or the other mom?’

Sometimes high intelligence for one’s age can be a detriment.

A good brain makes you understand not only how the mother conveys the sentence with her tail, but also the implicit implications of the sentence.

“Uh, Mom… !”

The question of whether we can get along well even if we never see each other again.

Understanding that, Ella trembled her hands, forgetting that she had told her not to make a sound.
Her moaning from her Sharpie’s mouth stopped abruptly as the vibrations transmitted through her.

And her red heart eyes reappeared.

“Our Ella! Do you already know how to write?”

Sharpie’s mother held Ella’s trembling hand with an expression that made her feel no shadow from earlier.

“And even the hand movements! Are you feeling really good, Mom?”

The sharpie’s hand gently stroked her daughter’s, but Ella shouted higher.

“Are you lying? Eh, Ella won’t lie either, so if Mom lies too…”

“Shh! Her little brothers are sleeping.”

Sharpie winked at her right eye and hugged Ella.
Thanks to this, Ella could see her mother’s tail wagging behind her back.

It was as if she was giving me a sign not to talk too much.

My mother’s unintelligible behavior that continued from a while ago.

There is no one in this room except for my younger siblings who are sleeping, and no sound leaks out.
Even so, Sharpie continued to pay attention to Ella.

“Can Ella look after her little sisters?”

As Sharpie patted her on the back, Ella’s heart calmed down little by little to the beat.
But Ella still hugged the sharpie in her remaining uneasiness.

“Mom. Let’s not go treasure hunting. Can’t we just sleep with Ella like this? My brothers and sisters are treasures. Sleep with us.”

“Well…”

“Are you going to sleep with me? Right, huh?”

Her mother’s arm continued to brush her daughter’s back and her tail.
Ella continued to cling to her, hoping that this sensation would last forever.

After a while, the Sharpie quietly whispered in Ella’s ear.

“I can’t help it. My daughter is so cute that I can’t go alone? I’ll have to do a treasure hunt later.”

Then the tension was relieved.
Ella burrowed into her Sharpie’s arms and let out her languid breath.

“Then Ella, read me a book until you sleep. Are there any storybooks in our room?”

I was afraid that my mother would leave.
So she asked her to read a book to keep her a little longer.

“Huh. I have prepared it for her younger siblings.”

Sharpie lay in the middle of her bed with her daughter, taking her storybook from her chest of drawers.

Ella looked at the title on the cover just before Sharpie opened her book.

‘The warrior party and … ‘

“Mom? Why are there not enough letters in the title?”

Probably, according to my memory, that book was titled ‘The Warrior’s Party and the Demon King’.

But now, the word Demon King in the title was covered in thin scratches and disappeared.

“Your mother doesn’t even know? Guess someone deleted it.”

In response, Ella breathed out quietly, focusing on her mother’s voice and the contents of her children’s book.

On that day, the word “Demon king” Never came up through Sharpie’s voice or through the words of a children’s book.

Ella also tried to forget that her mother was her demon lord.
And she slowly fell asleep, remembering the title her mother used to call her instead of the Demon King.

“Nightmare…”