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Published at 9th of January 2017 11:06:26 AM


Chapter 10.1

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CHAPTER 10 – EPILOGUE – PART 1

Endure…… right, I have to endure.

The situation that surrounds me is that situation.

There are no fragments of malice.

On the contrary, everyone is kind and affectionate, it all those warm emotions.

So, why does it feel so bad……

Everyone’s words of good will, even with warm emotions such as kindness and affection, there are cases where it becomes troublesome.

But, their behavior itself is full of warm feelings…… that’s why I’m troubled.

 

What kind of situation I’m in……

 

A skinship festival, touching is OK.

It has kind of an erotic ring to it, but it’s nothing like that.

First, in the order, the participants (including parents, siblings and nanny) hug me→Rub my cheeks→Kiss on the forehead or cheek.

During that combo,

“Cute”

And the like of,

“Unbelievably smart for a one-year-old”

 

Anyhow, everyone praised me sweetly enough to give me a cavity.

The number of participants is different from my first rough calculation, there were at least one hundred people, because I have hugged only with lovers or people I was intimate with in my previous life, I’m not used to it that much.

I got fed up with it after thirty people.
To be frank, it’s annoying.

It might have been good if I was the beautiful Ozeusama1.

Naturally, that’s not the case.

It’s unreasonable to think that everyone is beautiful just because everyone in my family is exceptionally beautiful.
That’s only natural to think if you weren’t on a beautiful people festival.

 

It’s like a beautiful jewelry box~

 

Wait, wait, calm down, it’s not the time to go yet.

A certain person appears on the road surrounded by thousand people in my mind and waves his hand at me in a stay-cool manner.

You have saved me, the person among the thousand.
It’s not the time yet, the party has just begun.

Right, our party has just started!

 

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While the hug festival, the cheek rubbing festival, kiss festival are underway……

Mother Claire and Father Alek are now receiving presents.
I don’t know how many presents they have received are behind them, but although not placed directly on the floor, it must be big as a mountain by now.

The two parents receive the present, hand it to Elder brother and Elder sister, then a faint sound of them politely placing the present down can be heard.

I, who became exhausted by the three grand festivals is blankly staring at the empty space.

 

I honestly took it too lightly.

Annoyance? Was will it go away after fifty people?

I know from the continuing hug, rub, kiss combo that there are more than hundred people.
Such thinking is absurd.

Isn’t this too absurd for a one-year-old?

It seems my silent, expressionless character has backfired.
Because my facial expression doesn’t change, the other party is not able to understand that I’m tired.
It would be alright just to say no, but I have no time for that as I’m constantly moved from the triple combo to another triple combo.

It appears that everyone finished their festival.
I feel a bit reproachful about my stamina which I cultivated from magical power (Temp) training.

 

I was close to passing when it was the last person’s turn.

It’s a loss if I think about it, it’s a loss if I think about it.

 

I got hugged, my cheeks were rubbed, and I got kissed.
This made me realize that this is indeed a different country from the one I have lived in before.

I have come to a really far off place……

 

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While staring at an empty space, diving into the sea of thoughts, someone lifted me up.

I moved my neck a bit to check, it was my Mother Claire.

The present ceremony seems to have ended.

Thank you for your hard word, Okaachan.

「Thank you very much for gathering to celebrate the birthday of the Second daughter of our Christophe House, Lilianne La Christophe, although the meals we have prepared are modest, please help yourselves」

Claire says words of gratitude.

 

“Lilianne La Christophe”

 

That is my formal name.
I got to know my full name one year after birth.

A middle name and family name? Lilianne and La and Christophe all together, is La my middle name? Is Christophe my surname?
Because I’m from a country in which middle names were not that common, I’m not sure if it’s my middle name or not.

Since this name is going to stay with me for life, I would like to know more about it.
Maa, I can leave it for when I grow up a bit more.

While in the sea of thoughts, Claire and Alek carry a small cut meal to my mouth.

 

Ham, ham, mokyu, mokyu.

 

I have recently grown a tooth, and I have become able to crush and eat slightly crunchier food.
Although I’m saying that, hard things are still impossible, slightly larger and a chewy food is also still impossible.

Because this is a birthday party, I can taste slightly different, high in taste food that I haven’t eaten before.
Although I do not have preferences, the taste of fruits and vegetables is better.
I don’t dislike meat and fish, but this dish is overall, lightly seasoned.
Are spices and flavorings not used very much here?
Do they give priority to the taste of the ingredients?
I thought it might have been because it’s food for babies, but I had a taste of Theo’s and Ellie’s dishes, but it was the same.

But it’s delicious enough, no I could get used to it, so it’s quite okay?

 

I thought I may be approaching the age I could start eating by myself, but Claire and…… especially Alek, happily carry the meal directly to my mouth.

When I saw their foolish overly doting parent expressions, I put the idea of grabbing the fork and eating myself to the corner of my heart.

It seems it will take a time to recover.

 

Maa, it’s a birthday party, and Alek usually do skinship like this because he’s busy at work, so I will endure it this time.

While thinking such and eating delicious food, a soft and fluffy something was carried to my mouth.

It has a sweet smell.

I eat it without minding it in particular.

 

「N!」

 

A voice unconsciously left from my lips.

No…… I have just announced that my expressionless character came to an end, being one years old and all.
There’s nothing wrong with letting a noise out or laughing.

But, the character I have kept for one year is unexpectedly strong, at this rate Kawaii~! Won’t the same thing from before happen again?

Because of that, letting out a voice while eating…… no…… because me letting a voice out is such rare occasion, a smile floated on Claire’s face who heard me.

「So Lily likes this cake, huh? Fufu, it was worth doing my best to make it~」

Claire says with hands on her cheeks while releasing magical power (Temp).

She’s releasing magical power (Temp) even though she’s not hugging me……

I admire the discovery of a new pattern while eating the soft and fluffy thing.

Iya, this is seriously delicious.
What is this, it’s so soft and fluffy, so smooth and sweet, simply delicious.
Being Claire’s handmade has also improved the taste.

My expression unconsciously relaxes.

When my expression relaxed, there were lots of voices coming from around.
I decide not to worry about it anymore.

Rather than that, right now more of that soft and fluffy! Old man! One more!
I demand by hitting the table.





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