The Takatori family are a rich family. They live in a small villa with a cute garden at the back. It looks great. Mr. Kousuke Takatori, The thug-looking father of Kenta, was a photographer. He's away most of the time. While Mrs. Alice Takatori, A foreigner from UK, works a side job baking cakes per request. My mom said she used to work at a big hotel abroad. They really do seemed lovely. but then, I heard Mr. Takatori making a very suspicious phonecall. I don't know about Mrs. Takatori. But she's sketchy when she and her son are left alone. This world is hopeless.
Whenever I visit, Kenta and I are left to our own devices at the nursery. I will play with him when the adults are there, then I will read books on the far corner of the room when they're not. Kenta ignores me at first. He seemed to like playing on his own. But then after a few visit, I notice him inching closer to where I am when the adults are gone. At first he would stop the first sign I notice him. But then later, He will only stop for a few minutes before inching closer towards me again.
Today, He finally reached my space. He is now only at arm's length (Adult's arm) from me. I turned my back from him. I was just getting at the good part of the manga, where the female lead managed to trick the evil prince. Suddenly, I felt a stuffed animal thrown at me. When I looked, He quickly turn his head down pretending to be busy with his Legos. I don't want to argue with a child, so I decided to put the stuff animal away from me.
Continuing my reading, I laughed when the female lead managed to finally escape the evil prince. ' It's so satisfying... Look at his face! So funny.' And that's when I hear a sudden wailing behind me. The brat cried when I ignored him.
Hearing the ruckus, the adults quickly checked what's going on. Except for Mr. Takatori, Everyone is here. Auntie Alice quickly comforted his crying son, who was sniffing, heaving... and pointing his little finger to me! 'Why me! I didn't do anything to you!!!'
Guessing already what happened, My mom took my manga away and brought me next to the evil brat. "Apologize to Kenta, Chiyo. And no more reading. Play with Kenta while you're here." My mom has finally mastered how to discipline me by this point. She doesn't raise her hand but instead takes away all sorts of entertainment I enjoy. Last week, I almost went insane out of sheer boredom when she locked all my books away. "I'm sorry..."
' Yes, let's apologize. Before my books get locked away again.'
Apologizing is easy when you don't mean it. But when I looked at the brat, I caught a glimpse of a mischievous smirk! 'This brat!'
I played with him for a few minutes as the Adults watch us. Later, they decided to leave the room again, with which I rejoiced! But then I heard my dad, "I'll stay here. I need to bond with my princess, too."
My mom knows how estranged I am with my dad, which is why she smiled hearing what my dad said. The two wives left the room and all that's left in the Nursery is an estranged father and daughter, and a stinky brat. Kenta seems to not like what my dad said. Ignoring me this time, with a pout. "Here, my hime...~ Look, I built you a castle...~" My dad looks silly trying to talk like a kid in front of me, I almost laughed. No offense, my dad is great. And I love him for real.
I was just... scared. I didn't think I'll reincarnate in a place where there's a lot of possibilities of getting blackmailed, molested and tricked into having unpleasant sex with strangers! I may have watched a few hentai before, but I never wished to experience any of what I've seen there. That's why it breaks my heart trying to distance myself to this wonderful man. He really is the best dad... When he's not horny, that is."Is that a smile I caught just now, my princess? Oooh... my hime is so cute~" My dad hugged me, where I automatically stiffened.
My dad probably noticed so he quickly let go. It saddens me to see is sad eyes. 'Why can't I just lived in a normal world?' Unknown to the father and child, a stinky boy looked at them in his peripheral vision with all sorts of dark emotions.
Going home, we rode a train as usual. Only this time, a group of thugs sat in front of us with two middle school girls with them. The thugs occupied all the seats in front of us and forced the girls to sit on their lap. They must be the leader of the group seeing how they got the two girls while the rest just looked. When the scene starts to get steamy my dad nudged my mom to signal her to get up and leave. but I happen to have eye contact with one of the girls. 'She wants me to help. She wants me to help!' I froze. I want to help her. as I gather my courage, my mom and dad suddenly get up. Grabbing our things and was about to leave. That's when i jumped impulsively and grab her shoes.
I don't know what to do next but to try to pull her foot. The thugs laughed and some of them stood, planning to shoo me away from the girl. "Don't try laying a finger on my hime!" My dad roared. The thugs stopped. And that's when I called for back up. "Help!!!!!"
Imagine a 5 years old rescuing a girl from a group of thugs. The rest of the passengers were shocked. But my cry for help snapped them out of their stupor. Most of the guys, finally man up! One of them is my dad.