Chapter 9 – Volume 2 – I Heard That My Joke Is Not a Crime, but a Masterpiece? (4)
The chilled atmosphere seems to keep stabbing your skin.
While I was confused and dazed, my father approached me and called my name in a cold voice.
“Carly.”
“…Yeah.”
“What are all these canvas-like things? Did Rosaria paint them?”
“That is…”
“But it’s strange. Rosaria is admitted as I know, so she hasn’t been here for months. She wonders why she still smells like oil. Why she still hasn’t cleaned up.”
She knows everything, but she’s just asking like that.
For me to confess myself, for her to reflect on what she did wrong by talking about it one by one.
Certainly ‘Kali’s father, he was quite similar to ‘Kim Si-woo’s father.
That’s why I felt a strong antipathy towards him.
“There’s only one year left. I asked when you’d come to your senses, but your mother neglected you, saying you’d do well. But since you seem talented, I waited for you until you became interested in swordsmanship. But magic? Magic?”
“…I did a little bit.”
“Is this enough? Heh, if you practiced swordsmanship like this, you’d have already achieved the grade to enter Graveda Academy.”
Listening to his sarcasm made my stomach boil in many ways.
The time Kali had been working hard and swinging the sword passed by with a headache, and she expressed her regret.
Even though it’s like this, it must have been Kali’s human personality to say it was her fault and move on.
“You’re saying the impossible.”
“What?”
“You seem to think it’s very easy to get into Graveda Academy.”
“Of course. Whose son are you? Don’t you know right now! Even with the body you’ve been playing around with like that, you’re no match for your peers!”
Ah, fuck.
I just want to spit it out coolly, but Carly’s memory was still begging me not to.
Well, even when I was living as Kim Si-woo, I left the house without being able to say anything properly.
On such a subject, let’s shoot at least one word here?
‘Then fuck it, you have to do it. Do the same thing again? Wouldn’t it be nice to have experienced that kind of lump?’
Many thoughts continue to collide, making judgment difficult.
Why do we have to experience this again because our lives are similar?
I forced myself to swallow the oncoming headache and raised my head.
I didn’t want to maintain the situation of ‘Carly’ who was always intimidated and couldn’t say anything in this situation.
“Are you dissatisfied with me?”
“Huh, yes. Then do you think there are parents who won’t be upset when they see their son wasting so much time?”
“I see. Then, can I leave the family?”
“What?”
“Carly…!”
As if she hadn’t expected me to say such strong words, my mother was taken aback and ran this way.
At least it was less than her father, but to be honest, she wasn’t too different.
In the end, they want me to follow in the footsteps of my family, become a proper swordsman, and eventually become a sword master, continuing the genealogy.
Did it ever have even one of my opinions in it?
“Anyway, Rika looks like her talent is fine. She just wants Rika to follow her. Isn’t it?”
“Carly, you know. Rika is…”
“No matter how precious Rika is to us, the one who doesn’t have our blood inherits the line? She’s just doing it sanely!”
Rica de Gladys.
Although she is my younger sister, she is a child with complicated circumstances in many ways.
She has a 4 year age difference, but still, her swordsmanship skills are superior to mine.
I think I’ve heard before that he’s also good at magic…
When Rika told her to continue her family line, she let out a high-pitched scream as if her father’s seizure button had been pressed.
“I see. Then I am the only bloodline and the only way for my father.”
“Okay, if you understand, take all these things away and swordsmanship…”
“Then, my father would be quite sad if such a precious person disappeared. It’s a bit unfortunate that my dear father went through something like that.”
“Yeah, what the hell are you talking about…”
“Starting today, I will drop the surname Gladys. Are you satisfied now?”
“Ah…”
Her mother, who was listening to her story by her side, collapsed because her legs gave out.
My father, angry at my words, slapped me on the cheek, and I was beaten as I knew that there was an unavoidable difference in skill anyway.
To be honest, rather than being bothered by the pain of being sick, it was first that my head was burning hot right now.
“Why do you decide on your own! You always trample on our expectations like that! You’ll focus on swordsmanship, so how long do we have to wait!”
“I never asked you to wait.”
“What?”
“Oh, maybe there is. It’s my fault for lying to make you expect that in the first place.”
What needs to be acknowledged must be acknowledged.
It’s not that my parents did something wrong, it’s that Carly’s mistakes in her young mind have continued to this day.
No, to be precise, Carly must have believed that at this point she could change herself.
However, the wall of reality was so high that it was just not something that could be caught up by trying to drag it into a lie.
“Lie?”
“The lie that I have talent. I don’t want to disappoint my father! And fooling myself that one day I’ll be able to! I’ll lock myself in a corner of this villa and wield my sword until my hands are sore all day long!”
“…What?”
But don’t you think I had what I was hoping for too?
Even if I hide it like that, have you noticed and told me to stop resting, so have you ever repaid me?
How long are you going to be swayed by such obvious childish lies!
“My hand… Was injured while playing…”
“Your father knows best. The difference between the hand that wielded the sword and the calluses that formed from playing around. My father, a sword master, would not know best.”
“…”
In fact, in fact, everyone would have known.
To be honest, how believable was the lie that Carly had been telling since she was young.
Even if I see it right away, it’s full of strange things, but how would my father, who is an expert, see it?
But even so, I would have wanted to turn away from this reality.
He didn’t want to believe that his son’s talent would decline so much.
“I’m fed up. I’m really fed up…”
I wouldn’t have had to say it out loud like this.
I could have said the same thing more modestly.
There were regrets like that, but what was clear was that there were definitely parts that only felt refreshed after throwing up like this.
In the end, it was a problem that should have been bumped into like this once.
“No matter how much I do, no matter how much I do, there is no end.
“Carly…”
“So I just decided to give up. This time I really tried to take a break and find something else. Is that so wrong?”
Did your parents have complicated thoughts in many ways?
I sighed and began to calm down, and I locked myself in my room and lay down on the bed.
Ha, I think I’m really going crazy.
“It’s a little different, right?”
Back in the day, I was just saying that I would quit college and make a living by drawing.
No matter what you do here, you’re beating yourself up because you can’t do it.
Of course, I had the same conviction that I would only be able to be happy if I broke the path my parents had set for me.
“…Carly.”
“Yes, Mother.”
Then, as if she had sorted out her thoughts, my mother came into the room and started talking to me.
What did your father say
If this was going to happen, would he have just told me to get out?
To me who was thinking that way, the words her mother began to speak contained a very unexpected atmosphere.
“First of all, I’m sorry. We only tried to give you too heavy a burden.”
“…No, I cheated on you.”
“It’s because of us, after all, that you have such thoughts.”
Suddenly, having such an epileptic conversation made me feel strange.
I would have been relieved if I had told her to pack up and go home.
Since I apologized here, I felt like I wasn’t sure how to react.
“I think my father thought a lot too. Rather, he blamed himself for making you hate swordsmanship.”
“…”
“But that’s it. Isn’t that what my father wants the most? Can’t you think again and do something that doesn’t give up your swordsmanship? I won’t force you to go high anymore.”
Whoa…
Honestly, at this point, we have already reached a situation where Kali can be satisfied.
But now I have to live my life as ‘Kim Si-woo’ with this body.
It means that you can’t be satisfied with the result of only achieving what Carly’s memory wants.
“No. I also found something I want to do. From now on, I plan to paint.”
“Are you serious about that?”
“Yes, I’m serious…”
“Never!”
“Honey!”
“You give up swordsmanship and learn magic. Carly, that’s absolutely not possible. I’ve done everything wrong, so please keep learning swordsmanship.”
It was the first time I saw my father beg on his knees.
Why did my father want me to learn swordsmanship so much?
It was really incomprehensible to me.
