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🕑 Added 2025-06-14 21:01:05 +0000 UTCEpisode 27: Let’s XX With Dad
“Irina!!”
Elreina rushed into the room when she heard something fall from the other side of the door.
Following her inside, what I saw was Irina collapsed on the floor, gasping for breath.
“Irina, wake up!”
No matter how hard Elreina shook her shoulders, Irina showed no sign of waking.
[Irina? Are you okay? Irina!]
Hearing Clint’s panicked voice, I approached the desk and flipped the switch in the center of the communicator.
The mana forming the screen dispersed, and Clint’s face disappeared.
“Yaruo-nim, Irina!”
Grabbing the phone next to the communicator, I turned around to see Elreina looking up at me with a tearful face.
It seemed her husband’s voice from just moments ago didn’t even register for her.
That meant, inside her, my presence had grown larger than Clint’s.
“Calm down, Elreina.”
But Elreina, panicked, couldn’t regain her composure with just a few words.
Any parent would be like this if their child suddenly collapsed.
Especially with Irina, it was even more sensitive.
“This isn’t because of mana hypersensitivity.”
“…What?”
Elreina blinked repeatedly, dazed at my words.
Tears that had gathered at her chin fell onto her large chest.
“It’s not mana hypersensitivity? But how do you know about that, Yaruo-nim…?”
“I’ll explain later. For now, just cast a healing spell on Irina.”
“Y-yes.”
Though flustered, Elreina obediently followed my instructions.
After receiving the healing spell, Irina’s complexion quickly improved.
“Alright. Let’s lay Irina on the bed.”
“Um, Yaruo-nim, do you know why Irina collapsed?”
Of course I do.
It happened because of me.
Though fainting was unexpected.
“Irina just collapsed from overexertion. Let’s call it exhaustion.”
“Ex… haustion?”
Yeah. Exhaustion.
All I did was use a suggestion to make Irina feel extreme fatigue.
First, to make her mistake the symptoms for mana hypersensitivity.
Second, to weaken her mentally.
Up to the conversation with Clint, everything went as planned.
Longing, yearning, sorrow for her father.
She revealed feelings she’d normally keep tightly locked away.
But I never expected her to faint from emotional overload.
‘I’ll have to be more careful when using suggestions that manipulate physical condition.’
After laying Irina on the bed with Elreina, her breathing steadied and the blanket over her chest rose and fell gently.
“Whew.”
Only then did Elreina sigh in relief, clutching her chest.
“Let’s let Irina sleep. We should step out. I’ll explain everything we need to do from now on.”
“From now on… what do you mean?”
“Yeah. It’s what we need to do for the family to be together again.”
At first, Elreina didn’t understand, but after I explained, she willingly joined the plan.
However, for making Irina like this for the plan, I had to endure a severe scolding for several hours.
It’s true what they say-gentle people are the scariest when they’re angry, and she was no exception.
I almost died when I was young.
It was back when our family still lived in our hometown, Greenwood.
When I was twenty, I collapsed while walking with Mom.
I was so young, and it happened so quickly, that I barely remember it.
But I can still see Mom’s scream and ashen face as if it were yesterday.
It’s like a toddler collapsing before their mother’s eyes.
Anyone would react the same.
“Mana hypersensitivity.”
Or “ether imbalance.”
That was the name of the disease I was born with.
It causes the body’s mana-regulating organs to malfunction, leading to various rejection symptoms.
When mild, it’s nausea, headaches, and low fever.
When severe, it’s difficulty breathing and irregular heartbeat.
In the worst case, it can lead to death from a mana overload.
The funny thing is, despite the name, it’s not a rejection of mana itself.
If it were, there’d be nowhere in this world I could live.
The rejection only happens to mana with a certain wavelength.
For me, that was the mana of my hometown, Greenwood.
In other words, I was born with a body incompatible with my birthplace.
It sounds absurd, but what can you do if that’s how you’re born?
After that, life in my hometown became hell.
It was a rare disease, so there was no way to know how to cure it.
All I could do was manage the symptoms.
I had to wear some cumbersome filtering device all the time.
I took mana suppressants regularly.
I naturally drifted away from the few friends I had.
My fellow elves looked at me with a mix of pity and discomfort every time I passed.
My physical health stopped getting worse, but my mental state started to deteriorate.
Eventually, my parents couldn’t stand to watch anymore and took me away from our hometown to the forest where we live now.
Silvana. Among elves, it means “quiet.” It was far from any race’s territory, with nature preserved as it was.
Most importantly, the overall mana density was low, so the chance of a reaction was minimal.
Living in the forest, my health improved and my mind recovered.
Maybe because of the trauma, I couldn’t use magic anymore, but it didn’t really bother me.
I thought it would be fine to just keep living in the forest with my parents.
So what if there wasn’t much to do and every day was dull?
Just having my parents with me was enough.
But it seemed Mom and Dad didn’t feel the same.
After about ten years in the forest, Dad decided to return to our hometown to find a way to cure my condition.
He said it was to analyze the mana wavelength of our homeland.
But I didn’t care about that.
I had no attachment to my hometown or my people.
Just living peacefully with my family was enough.
But as a child, I couldn’t bring myself to stop Dad, who was determined to cure me.
He said he’d visit once in a while before leaving.
But for 150 years, he never once showed his face to Mom or me.
“Mm.”
A tickling sensation in my ear woke me.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar ceiling through blurry vision.
‘What happened?’
As my consciousness returned, memories from earlier resurfaced.
I was talking to Dad in my room, got emotional…
Right, I collapsed on the floor.
Did I lose consciousness right after that?
How much time has passed?
Where’s Mom? Where’s that guy?
‘Right, the phone…!’
“Are you awake?”
“Huh…?”
As I tried to sit up, a voice from the edge of the bed filled my mind.
A gentle hand brushed my bangs.
A hand bigger, rougher, and more solid than Mom’s.
“D-dad?”
“That’s right, my daughter.”
Dad sat on the edge of the bed, smiling at me.
The lantern light behind him made it hard to see, but it was unmistakably Dad’s face.
Even after 150 years, I couldn’t mistake it.
“Is it really you…?”
“Of course it is. Can’t my daughter even recognize her own father?”
His playful words made me tear up for some reason.
My eyes grew hot against my will.
“How…?”
“I heard my daughter collapsed. How could I just sit still? The sun’s already set, but I’m glad I made it in time.”
I see.
I knew I shouldn’t, but I couldn’t help feeling glad I collapsed.
“I’m sorry for getting angry earlier today. I didn’t understand how you felt.”
His warm hand covered mine.
It really was Dad.
“…Hmph. As long as you get it now.”
My mouth moved on its own, different from how I felt inside.
But Dad just laughed it off.
“Irina. From today, I’ll live here with you.”
“R-really?”
“Yes. If that’s what my daughter wants, what else matters?”
I was happy, but a forgotten anxiety stirred in my heart.
“But what about that Yaruo guy…?”
“Hm? Yaruo?”
“By the way, Dad, where’s Mom?”
I asked Dad as I sat up and looked toward the desk.
The phone I’d left there before losing consciousness was gone.
“Mom’s resting in the living room. Why?”
“Haven’t you seen him? Yaruo, the guy from another world, with a face as sly as a goblin. Because of him, Mom…!”
“Calm down, Irina.”
“How can I be calm? If we leave him alone, who knows what he’ll do next!”
“Hm. Yaruo… At least, I didn’t see anyone like that when I arrived.”
“What?”
That can’t be.
“And what’s this about someone from another world? Irina, did you have a strange dream?”
No.
He definitely existed.
I spent a week with him, whether I liked it or not.
Did he run away?
No way he’d give up that easily…
“Irina.”
Then, Dad’s arms gently wrapped around my back.
A warm embrace surrounded my face.
“You’ve been so anxious all this time. But now that I’m here, everything’s okay.”
“…Yeah.”
I see.
It’s really over now.
Just as I’d hoped.
Everything is solved when Dad comes.
I don’t know what happened to Yaruo, but who cares.
Dad is here now.
That’s enough.
It felt like I’d finally woken from a long nightmare.
“…A goblin, huh. So that’s how you saw him.”
“Huh? What did you say, Dad?”
“Mm, nothing. How are you feeling, Irina?”
“…Now that you mention it, I don’t feel sick at all.”
My body, which had felt as heavy as wet cotton earlier, now felt as light as a feather.
Did Dad do something for me?
“If so, that’s good. We don’t have much time, so let’s start right away.”
With that, Dad gently set me aside and started taking off his clothes.
Not just his white coat, but everything underneath.
“W-what are you doing?!”
Startled by Dad’s sudden action, I instinctively raised my hands to cover my eyes.
What the heck is he doing, stripping in front of his daughter after all this time!?
“I’m going to cure your mana hypersensitivity.”
Unlike me, Dad’s voice was calm.
“C-cure it? That’s so sudden! Why are you taking your clothes off?!”
No matter what I said, Dad didn’t stop undressing.
“And wasn’t that clinical trial supposed to take more time?”
“Not anymore. I found a way to cure you without all that hassle.”
The bed shook once.
The blanket was pulled aside as Dad slowly approached.
What is going on?
He grabbed my hands, which were covering my eyes, and pulled them away.
I saw Dad’s naked body for the first time in ages.
Even his thing down there, fully exposed.
‘Why… why is it so big in this situation?!’
“Irina.”
“Huh!?”
I was so flustered I couldn’t even speak, but suddenly Dad grabbed my shoulders.
With a serious expression and voice, he said,
“From now on, let’s have sex, Irina.”
All the emotion from before vanished in an instant.
[Status Window]
Name: Irina
Age: 198
Race: High Elf
Lust: 30/100
Obedience: 10/100
[Special Notes]
Suffers from the rare disease mana hypersensitivity.
[Status]
Happy that Dad has returned.
Confused by Dad’s abrupt actions.
[Suggestion]
-Irina-
[Perceives Yaruo as her father.]
