Who Made Me a Princess
Chapter 41: 41: there-are-species-in-idiots-as-well

Umm, dad. Atti wanna walk herself."

"This is faster."

Umm could you please explain why going for a walk needs to be fast?

And don't you call going for a walk when you walk yourself? This is not 'going for a walk' for me....

I thought, looking around the garden.

This walk was for me to exercise but how did it become like this?

"That is true. It is not good to push yourself, princess."

Yeah, it was you, you idiot! There weren't anyone else than Felix who could make me go in this situation.

I was walking one day and I sneezed by too much flowers that Felix was shocked.

I couldn't play actively than before after waking up in 48 days. The reason I almost fell running to Claude that day was also because I didn't have much strength.

But after a few days, I was ae to move around myself with a help of magic but the black idiot againacted fragile and told that I should walk with my own strength because using magic isn't good for you unless its an emergency.

"Isn't 10 minutes enough for a walk?"

"It is. Very enough."

Ummm, no? Very no? Did these people eat something wrong?

"We will walk to the edge of the garden from here as the day's bright today."

Moreover Claude himself suggested he would walk more without Felix's suggestion. I mean if you are going to do that, ehy don't you do it by yourself leaving me to Felix? Do you really have to hild me like this? Sob.

I don't know if it's just me but it seemed like Claude was being gentler with me these says. Haha, am I crazy? Hiw dare I think these stuff. Of course its not true. Right?

But just then, something golden went in my mouth.

Ack. Claude's hair went in my mouth! Blame you, wind. Eek, go! Go away!

"Ptt pt pttttttt."

PTT?!

But looks like I did it too noisy. Claude moved his gaze to me at the sound of me spitting. I had to stop what I was doing and smile.

"Ptt... Ehehe. Heheh...."

D-don't look at me like that. Look, I didn't eat it because I wanted to! I smiled as naturally as possible. They say you cannot spit at the ones smiling!

"Hair is not there for eating."

Ack! I know, idiot! Really both black idiot and this idiot is treating me like an idiot! When I can speak 4 languages at this age!

But look. He won't do anything to me when I ate his hair! No mad, no kill! You saw. Right?

"Your majesty, should I hold the princess?"

"Move 5 steps more backwards"

Felix's moon went down and moved 5 steps behind.

I thought a little if I should be happy about this or not but stopped and laid my chin on Claude's shoulder.

Ahh, look how your arms are in a good shape. He looks to have no muscles at all but from my touch and his abs, its really strong.

But it was a relief that my heart didn't go wild seeing his skin anymore.

I mean it would be weird it I nose bleeded at my biological dad.

But I have made it through his attraction! Great me! Not an easy girl! You think appearances will effect me much?!

Ha, you can't. I shook my head with a winner's smile.

"Ouch."

Huh. Who is holding my hair?

"What are you doing?"

Gasp. I gasped when I touched the part my hair was being pulled.

Lilly did my hair this morning as always today.

The curly hair was put up into a bun like an apple with some pearl and ribbon decorations.

But why is it tangled up with Claude's hair? Hahaha.

"I told you hair is not what you ea-."

"No, I didn'r eat it! I mean! Daddy's hair is stuck with my hair ornaments. Hing."

W-what should I do?

It was a very cute hairstyle untill today mor- no, till just a moment ago! Why would you do that, hair pin! Wahh.

"Then undo it."

Sh*t. Do you think I would be doing this if that was easy? Then Felix came towards me.

"Should I help you, princess?"

"5 steps."

"...."

Eek Felix said he would help! Why'd you do that?!

"Undo it until its end of the walk."

Gasp. Ten nine eight seven two one, done walking! You still couldn't untie your hair? Die! Won't happen, right? Whaaaa.

One fortunate thing was that Claude was waking weirdly slow. Ah. Its not because I'm heavy, right?

Anyways I tried my best to take off my lovely ornament. Meanwhile, Claude would just continue walking.

Gasp. But I accidentally picked one of Claude's hair out.

Surprised, I glimpsed at Claude. But Claude had no reaction whatsoever.

Ahh, the fortune. He is denser than I though. I acted as nothing happened and carefully threw his hair to the ground. I didn't do that! Really!

But why won't it come out? Wahh, I didn't want to use this way.

I ended up releasing Claude's hair by taking off the ornaments Lilly's put on for me.

"There!"

Hing I really liked today's hair. Too bad though. There, I released your hair now. Claude is now a free Claude. Here, take it, sock....

"Hair's dirty now."

What. Are you telling me to brush your hair?

"Papa's hair is shiny and pretty like always. Hehe."

Whaa. But I've got no choice. I smiled and started to brush his hair. Now, you should be satisfied with this!

But Claude was frowning. What, you looking weird is not my problem! I stared at Claude.

Then Claude started walking making a 'tsk' sound. But the gaze at the very last moment reminded me of the black idiot! You bast*rd, what did I do wrong?!

Then Claude set me down. Huh? Weren't you going to walk holding me up? Well it doesn't matter.

But this bast*rd would reach his hand out to me.

Gasp. He seem to be really crazy. Are you actually holding my hand? Really?

I handed my hand out trying to understand by thinking he ate something wrong. But he just started to look at me as if he was seeing something stupid. What, what, why! You said to give you my hand! No?

"Nope."

Then what?

When I made a face that I don't know what he was talking about, he started to move himself. I just saw my hair ornament moving onto Claude's big hands.

His frown as well as his hand doing something on my hair.

"This is better."

I was really shocked that my jaws were down there.

Did he actually eat something wrong? Were there poison in his breakfast? I became suspicious.

"Walk calmly, do not run."

Did you just hold my hand? Are you perhaps thinking of walking hand by hand?

Crazy. Crazed.... He really should be out of his mind.

This was weird.

***

I couldn't get a hold of Claude's attitude towards me these days.

I felt he was softening up a little from my hard work.

Like holding hands while walking, jolding me instead of Felix, and like last time doing my hair was extremely weird.

Furthermore Claude even changed my palace to another better one!

Like everyone knows, I was living in Ruby palace from Claude's ignorance.

But Claude decided to move me to another palace which was close to his palace, too, the Emerald palace.

Is it because Claude saw something he didn't want to see that day...? Well it there were many missing gems and it wasn't just once or twice the maids took the gems lying they needed to make mire money for my good a few years ago.

Then he spoke words of 'When did this palace become a dog's house.'.

And that night, we started to work ourselves up for the moving to Emerald Palace. No, actually I had nothing to do but just go there so...

To state a fact, it was Claude's 1st time ever visiting Ruby palace in 7 years. If it were a normal family, it would not be normal for their parents to visit their kids home once in a 7 years but Claude isn't a normal dad in my eyes.

But Claude was my dad and it was a surprise that he even let himself in Ruby palace.

So now too I was thinking feeling weird in the Emerald palace which was more fancier than the Ruby palace.

It would definately be this reason Claude became like this. He's probably shocked I almost died not too long ago that he's doing this well to me.

Haha.... But as I think further, the smile faints away.

What a big dream I have. There's no way a psycho who would kill his daughter without hesitation to be effected when his daughter was a little ill.

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