Chapter 197 – Past: Daisy (4)
A lot of time has passed since I couldn’t see Scarlett.
The continent is still confused, Logan told Daisy.
It didn’t matter to Daisy at all, but he nodded his head in understanding. Then Logan stroked Daisy’s hair and said, “Nice.”
“… Scarlett.”
What you are looking for is the name of a longed-for hero.
Own room.
Daisy, who was lying prostrate on the bed decorated in pink just like herself, muttered at him.
It’s been years since I haven’t seen you.
“Haaaaa…”
Miss you!
In the past, I still saw it once or twice a month, but now I have no choice but to reminisce about the memories of the past.
“I’ll never get permission…”
Daisy, now in her mid-teens, had a vague idea of what was going on, thanks to her characteristic precociousness.
Not good condition.
However, compared to the chaos, the damage to the entire continent is insignificant.
That’s all thanks to Scarlett Chepesch.
I couldn’t even say I missed you in that situation.
I don’t know if I hadn’t been iron enough for my age.
“How is that?”
Daisy was precocious.
I don’t know if it’s because of his unique talent, or because of the unusual circumstances of meeting Scarlett regularly.
What was certain was that the girl was markedly more mentally mature than other children of her age.
That’s why I can’t even say that I want to meet you because it’s clear that it will be a nuisance.
But, too.
“Uh, I miss you aaaaa…”
What I want to see is what I want to see.
When she first met her, she really thought she had met a prince.
Now that I think about it, it was a ridiculous misunderstanding.
It is a longing that I had at a young age. A feeling that wouldn’t be strange if it soon disappeared remained in Daisy’s heart for a strangely long time, still burning.
But.
Therefore.
“… Hmm.”
Daisy’s expression became quite serious as she adjusted her posture.
“… What do I think of Scarlet-sama?”
Premature
Mature for one’s age
So, she is a child after all.
In short, Daisy, who had just entered her mid-teens and was on the verge of a flurry of rage, was unable to properly judge her feelings.
It’s definitely what I want to see.
But why would you want to see that?
Because you admire
Is it really just admiration?
… No way?
“Ah, no way.”
When he thinks that far, Daisy shakes his head. She couldn’t believe that she had been looking at Scarlet-sama for so long, but she didn’t have feelings of admiration.
“… Is not it?”
Repeat below.
“… Ugh!”
He has a mind that he can’t even control himself. Daisy’s foot stomped.
Maybe if we meet once, we’ll know something.
But how do we meet?
… Wouldn’t we be able to meet if we go to the place we always met?
… But how do you go
Usually, I stop thinking about this. Most people with a grown-up mindset give up the moment they realize there is no way to do it, and even think of it as a nuisance.
Scarlett knew that Daisy had a grown-up mindset that was not befitting her age.
More than anyone else, Scarlett knows best.
Because it was Scarlett who contributed the most to Daisy’s precocity.
Scarlett had an insight into that subtle adultness.
She behaves like a child of her age, but she realizes that on the inside she is only acting because she wants to be petted by Scarlett. I knew.
So she, she didn’t dare do anything more than send her letter to Logan.
She thought that if she was a grown-up Daisy, she’d listen well to being told to wait.
Scarlett was overlooking it.
No matter how grown-up she is, Daisy is just a teenage girl.
The fact that no matter how mature she is, there are times when she can’t stand the urge of a moment.
“Can’t anything be done once we go?”
Daisy, 14 years old.
Run away.
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She must have arrived just as well as I remember.
Where are you?
Daisy’s vision blurred.
… Ah.
‘I was kidnapped.’
Assessing the situation was quick. The blood of the samurai family made me calm and not panic in this situation.
Kidnap. Daisy found the word unfamiliar. Maybe it’s because she’s lived without a kite so far.
Thanks to Blackwood and Scarlett for protecting him.
So where is she now?
“… Strange.”
Daisy is no fool either.
Possibility of kidnapping… Didn’t think of it, no.
However, the conclusion was ‘no possibility’, so Daisy came out.
The reason was that the current continent was confused.
If you’re confused, they’ll say that there’s a high possibility of kidnapping.
Bandits you meet on the way?
At Daisy’s level, destruction is not difficult. She’s never done a murder, so she’ll be a variable.
There.
‘There’s no way a group of thieves, taking advantage of the chaos, could kidnap me in the city.’
In a chaotic situation, rather, the defense and security of the territory are bound to increase.
I don’t know if it’s a situation where I can’t even do that. The current continental chaos was not to that extent.
All thanks to Scarlett.
So, it was as if there was no band of bandits who would attempt kidnapping or something like that once they arrived at their destination.
Pink hair and eyes like the symbol of Blackwood, and even the seal of the family.
If she ever goes missing after entering the city, it is not just an individual problem.
Blackwood will come out first.
Chepesch should also move.
There were no nobles who didn’t know that, so it was safe to say that Daisy’s safety was guaranteed.
Then?
Let alone force.
I wouldn’t be afraid even if Blackwood or Chepes came forward,
Is there such a thing in the world?
… Ah.
“Ugh? Are you awake?”
When goose bumps run over Daisy’s skin.
A smirk, an excited voice that sounded like something like that came to Daisy’s ear.
A high-pitched woman’s voice, as if a screw was missing somewhere.
Black hair.
Pale skin.
Ominous aura…
And the crimson red eyes made me guess that it was a vampire.
“Haaaaa. Blackwood… Originally, it was a subject I would never, never, ever touch… Hehe, what can I do! Now that you’re banished from your family, you’ll have to gamble at the risk, right? Fucking Nosferatu! … But what, if I achieve something within a hundred years, will you accept me again? Huh? Baby, do you both think so?”
Just like that, the vampire who suddenly started muttering incomprehensible words came to Daisy’s side.
“You are too young. Ugh, I did it once, but it’s scary after all. I’m lucky though. I never thought I’d find the gore of a blackwood fallen alone in a quiet country town with few people who just ran away from the eyes of my parents!”
This.
So, it was a mistake.
It never occurred to me that the place where I met Scarlett was the countryside, where I had chosen a deserted place, and that, of all things, the madman who had been banished even from Nosferatu would have chosen a new home.
Who would have thought that in the first place?
On this vast continent, there must be an exile from Nosferatu who won’t be afraid of Cepes, to be precise, who has ‘nothing to lose’.
“… Oops.”
Daisy bit her tongue. The fishy smell of blood and the stinging pain were unfamiliar to him, but he was still alert.
However, the opponent was also a vampire who was more sensitive to blood than anything else.
“Sueuuuuu. Uh huh? What is it, what is it did you bite your tongue why? Scared? So, did you bite your tongue to overcome your fear?”
The vampire smirked, as if chasing a sweet scent, closely attached to Daisy. It was a happy face, as if he had found a fun toy.
Crazy year.
Daisy is, well, more than anything else.
‘If I die like this, Scarlet-sama, you’ll be hurt.’
It reminds me of the figure of a man.
I feel stupid even thinking about it myself. At a time like this, it’s only natural that the first thing that comes to mind is how he’ll survive or worry about his family.
Rather than dying in a place like this, it is more pitiful and scary to see the man who will be hurt by it.
Because I came to meet him.
He will feel responsible.
I don’t like that either.
Because of me, that kind of person—I didn’t want to see that kind of thing even in death, to feel responsible and get hurt.
Because that person is a hero
Hurt a hero is something bad people do…
But.
What to do here
What should I do, can I get out?
It was really blinding, and it felt far away.
“Good. There’s no time, so let’s quickly get Blackwood’s blood, and Chepesch’s factor contained in it!”
Am I going to die like this?
Just because it hurts
Will I never see you again because of a moment’s wrong judgment?
──Stupid guy.
A longing, familiar voice piercing my ears.
The girl’s consciousness went far away. At the same time as the tension is released, the last thing I put in my sight is the one I long for more than anyone else.
No.
The figure of a man who yearns.
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“Now, here.”
“This?”
“I’ve always taken daisies, so this time I’ll give them to you.”
“Yes. It’s a hairpin.”
“Okay. Always doing If you wear it, I will come to you whenever and wherever you are in danger.”
“Lie. How is that possible?”
“Because it is possible.”
Really.
You are my hero
My lord
