Chapter 4: Kurumi and Queen
—1 month later. —
I was watching my dad smiling happily with a black eye and in front of him a 3-headed humanoid dragon with several cuts on its body.
The two were talking happily as he talked about creating a community.
For some strange reason, Little Garden gave information that 『Communities』 and 『Demon Lords』 were generated.
It can be said that the『 Community 』is like family and guild. They will help each other to become stronger and make the community famous in Little Garden.
And the 『Demon Lords』 are beings with great power, such as the deities of war, who belong to a special privileged class in Little Garden who have the authority called Master Host Authority and are treated as the "natural disasters" of Little Garden.
Needless to say, but we are 『 Demon Lords 』.
—『Evil』 will be called the community.
I heard the 3-headed dragon say that.
—Really?
I don't think it's the best name, to be honest.
— Is there a problem with the name?
The three-headed dragon said.
My father stared, but then nodded in agreement with the name.
—No, I don't think so, it's in keeping with our qualities.
『 Demon Lord 』Azi Dahaka (Absolute Evil)
『 Demon Lord 』Sengo (Cursed)
『 Demon Lord 』Nightmare
Yes, it goes according to our qualities, we don't have anything good that society regards as a good thing and with the title of 『 Demon Lord 』and that you drive away our possibilities.
*Sigh* We're just absolute evil.
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— Roof of the Castle. —
—Did something happen, Nightmare?
I heard my dad's voice asking me.
(Nothing, why?!)
—I had a hunch that you weren't with me.
It seems that Dad felt like he wasn't in this place. Although he is right, after 1 month I started to learn this strange power that I have.
After all, I was born into a mutation of [Curses] and [Madness] that my dad contains, and there's the weird thing comes, it's how I got this power to send consciousness in a random time...
One question, so my dad is also my mom?
After all, I was born from his powers. Although the katana had a small involvement, as it formed my being.
Since the ritual was to blame for what happened to my dad in that 6 days of coma.
I end up using it as iron to create a life (Me).
(Ha ha, sorry I was sleeping.)
I replied to Dad, he doesn't have to know that I used this strange power on me, I ended up sending my consciousness into the future to have more questions.
What the hell did it take for Dad to get that three-headed dragon as a friend.
—Can you sleep?
(Believe it or not, I can!)
*Sigh* If only I could send my awareness in that time, I would arrive a few hours earlier to find out what happened and also his black eye...
Black eye?
If I remember correctly, the 3-headed dragon had several cuts wounds from a sharp weapon.
...
A strange friendship was forged over a fight... Can that really happen?
— If it's true, you can sleep peacefully. Maybe I don't plan to do anything, I'll just observe the horizon of Little Garden in this good weather.
(Okay!)
I guess I'll trust Dad that there's good weather on this rainy day.
I'm just an entity that lives inside my dad. I can't feel the wind breeze or the rain falling on Dad's body.
I can only observe what he sees.
As it is now, I only see the horizon where you can observe some small mountains surrounded by green life.
I don't know how it feels to not be able to do anything like run in the rain and get dirty in the mud like a little kid would.
Will I ever get a body?...
Because I'm sorry I forgot something... Well, it doesn't matter.
I'll just watch the rainy horizon with Dad.
—Later. —
Dad started walking into the room below the ceiling where his room is located.
He began to grab a white towel and began to dry his rain-soaked body and began to take off his yuka-…
Automatic shut-off!
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Auto-on!
-Ta...
It seems like my consciousness automatically shut down.
I ended up creating this countermeasure so as not to observe my dad's naked body, after all he is a 5-year-old. And I don't want to break Dad's intimate privacy.
Even though I'm just days old, it's not an excuse to break something immoral like looking at a naked 5-year-old.
It would be a different thing if Dad were 18 years old in this life, as that's the age he considers someone an adult in all of Little Garden.
Tac!
Dad began to leave his room, calmly descending the stairs and heading into a hallway that leads to the kitchen.
Are you going to cook something?
—Hello Sengo-sama!
A beautiful brown-haired maiden with a small breast spoke.
—Hello, Fuyuka.
Dad replied as they talked for a while and answered Fuyuka's questions. From "How are you?" "Are you slowly getting your emotions back?" and at the end "Where are you going?"
They ended up saying goodbye. And they began to go their separate ways.
Fuyuka seems to have had the job of watering the plants, but since it had started to rain there was no need to go to the yard to do his work anymore, so he just went to take a short break together with the other maidens.
As Dad was walking, I began to see a girl of about 8 years old approaching in front of me. Her hair was long brown which she adorned with a metal hairpin, and she wore an elegant white dress with a long skirt.
—Hello Randgríðr-nee.
—How's Sengo?
Aunt Randgríðr greeted Dad with a warm smile.
—It's been 1 month since I fell unconscious in the library.
—Fufu, that's good to hear. You had barely recovered from your coma to fall unconscious again.
—Ha, ha, yes, true, but it was thanks to Katō that he ended up taking me to my room and feeding me a hot soup that helped my body that was freezing to death.
—Although she mistakenly put something super spicy on it that ended up leaving you with a strong sore throat and stomachache, fufu.
—Don't remind me. If it weren't for Chiyome who ended up giving me the jug of water she was carrying for the living room, I would have died from the burning that would be inside me.
—Fufu, you should be more careful from now on Sengo, at the rate you're going, you're going to die very young.
—Don't worry, I'm not going to die so easily.
Smile. —If you say so, I've got to go, Sengo. I have to go see Þrúðr, she's probably training outside in the rain.
—Heh, yes, he was, he's next to Raiden fighting 1vs1.
—I'm not surprised, they like fights.
—I feel the same way about them.
Aunt Randgríðr and Dad said goodbye.
It seems that on a rainy day there are people who still like to keep training.
I suppose perseverance to become strong.
Life isn't easy if you don't give 100%.
Well, my life is just being locked in a cage like a little bird without being able to spread its wings.
Tac!
Before I knew it, Dad had already arrived in the kitchen.
And he started making some onigiris.
Mhmm, does onigiris go well on a rainy day?
—I think there must be green tea.
Dad said, as he searched for green tea in the porcelain teapots.
—Oh, there's enough for two glasses.
I put the kettle down heating the green tea while I continued with the onigiris.
After a while, Dad was done with what he came to do in the kitchen and started to leave the place, carrying 4 onigiris on a plate and a small tea set for 2 people to use.
It looks like Dad is going back to his room to enjoy eating the onigiris and green tea.
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—Sengo's room. —
We were back here in Dad's room.
He started walking to the balcony of his room carrying his things and then sat down. As the balcony has wooden railings, I could calmly observe the horizon from a sitting position.
At one point I stopped seeing the horizon that my dad was looking at and started to see a dark and cold world that contains many katanas. Above I saw a normal full moon and below a sinister dark red fire that never stopped.
Where are we?
—Oh, so that was the look you chose.
I heard my dad's voice behind me.
Behind me?
For some strange reason I was able to look back as if I had a body of my own and I observed my dad sitting in a traditional Japanese house, next to him on the wooden floor was the food and tea he had brought to his room.
But this place is not his room.
—Are we in hell?
I ended up asking that, this site not a pretty thing to see even for a little girl like me.
I started looking at the blades of the katanas to see the reflection of how I looked.
A little girl with black hair with two pigtails, one blood-red eye like Daddy and the other golden with numerals and hands turning like clockwork. She was wearing a cute red kimono with some details, a lace headband with a red ribbon in her hair and wearing traditional Japanese shoes.
I thought of the black of my hair because of the darkness in which I was born, the red eye was because of my dad's eyes, the golden eye that is a watch I decided because of the strange power of sending it into someone's consciousness at random times. And I decided on the traditional kimono because of the time Dad lived.
—I'm so pretty!
I said with amusement of my new appearance that I had obtained, if only in this world.
—I'm not one to give many compliments, but yes, you're very pretty.
—Come on, Dad! Say I'm the prettiest girl in the world!
I was starting to have fun from this.
—Now, now, don't get the fumes on your head.
Dad ended up pouring cold water on me with his comment.
—At least he can't play along with your daughter!
—No.
*sigh* I also didn't expect much from Dad to follow a game.
—Well, Dad, what's this place?
This place is literally hell.
—If I remember correctly, it's what they call a Reality Sphere.
Sphere of Reality?
—I have no information about that.
I wasn't able to collect a lot of data from Dad at the time of my creation and only ended up getting random information.
—Let's see, let's see... I think it's the projection of the user's inner world of how twisted they see the world... I think it was that, not that I care about the data of this, I'm just a blacksmith, not a Magus.
So, how twisted do you see the world... This place looks like a dark hell.
—And why is there a full moon?
I said, pointing to the full moon in the sky.
—I don't know how to answer you, and I don't care about the full moon either. For me it's better, I can calmly see a beautiful full moon, even though this place is a katana hell.
That's what Dad said.
I can only assume that the full moon is because of Dad's pleasure in always watching it even if he is in a dangerous situation. For Dad, watching the moon is a relaxing and wonderful thing. Since it is a bright celestial body that can be observed at night without having a problem for your eyes such as looking at the sun.
—And what am I doing in this place? Dad.
I had no idea about this place, and I had no idea what my dad was going to do.
—For now, sit down next to me and eat this, and watch the moon without any trouble.
I just nodded to what Dad said and started walking to the Japanese house.
Once I sat down, I began to see onigiris and green tea. I don't know what to do now, even though I have a body of my own I don't know if I can taste what I'm going to eat.
—Eat, there's nothing wrong.
I just nodded, after all I was up all-day watching Dad, even though he didn't know it, since I said I was going to sleep.
I grabbed an onigiri and could feel the textures and heat it brought to my small hand.
So, this is the feeling of eating something hot.
*Smile* It's very warm this feeling, I like this very much.
The only thing I can feel alone is cold inside Dad's body. He ended up losing heat because of what happened that time, and I don't know how long it's going to take him to regain the heat he lost.
I brought the onigiri to my mouth and started chewing them. So, this is the taste of a meal.
It started to rain from my eyes, as I felt tears fall to my cheeks and they ended up falling to the floor.
*snif* *snif* The onigiri is tasty, and my body is happy to enjoy a delicious and hot meal for the first time, in this cold dump.
Smile. "Yare, yare, don't worry, your dad will get a body for you, so you can enjoy your life the way you like."
Dad said as he brought his forehead to the side of my head.
Then he began to caress me warmly with his hand in the center of my head.
—*snif* Do you promise?
—I promise, even if I have to make the twisted plan from a while ago.
—*snif* Thank you, Dad. *snif* Even if you're going to do something crazy to make me happy.
—Haha, it's not crazy if it's for your sake, Nightmare.
After that we continue to eat while watching the full moon.
I was very happy, although I was still crying, but it was for the happiness of this day.
—*snif* Ha, ha! I love you so much dad!
—So am I, daughter, so am I.
We continued to watch the full moon as I chatted with my dad and asked him stories of his past life to get to know him better.
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—That's right, I never gave you a name.
As I watched the full moon, Dad started talking about giving me a name.
—But I already have my name!
Although my name was given by myself where I was born in the dark.
—You're right, you have a name, but I didn't give you one... I think that's what a parent does, right?
I saw my dad's insecure face as he thought about giving me a name.
He's right that parents give their children a name, but in my case I don't care much. My name is Nightmare.
—I suppose I'll accept whatever name you give me, Dad!
There's not much of a problem with the name you're going to give me, I'll just be neutral with that.
—Let's see... Show me... Gekkō (Moonlight), not this one, I'd already used it on someone... Mhm, Akame (Red-Eyed) ... Kuro (Black)... Kurome (Black Eyes) ... Kurumi (Walnut)... Kurumi (Companionship and Empathy) ... mhm... yes, Kurumi (Companionship and Empathy).
—Really!?
Look at Dad with his eyes rolled, he's giving me a dog name and not a person's.
—Well... Kurumi (companionship and empathy) sounds better... doesn't it?
He may be right, but that's for a dog.
—Okay, I've already decided to be neutral with whatever name you're going to give me! But I prefer Kurumi (Walnut) to that of a dog like Kurumi (companionship and empathy), got it?!
Dad nodded with that agreement, I prefer Kurumi (Nut) to Kurumi (companionship and empathy) which is a name for a dog. Mhm... Kuro-Umi (Black Sea), better Kurumi (Walnut) which is not so striking in name.
Smiling. —Well, it looks like our little time is over, I'm going to leave what I brought from the kitchen.
Dad said as he grabbed the tray and the porcelain tea set, he brought from the kitchen to his room... well, to this inner world that I didn't know from Dad.
Suddenly, I stopped seeing Dad's dark world and started looking at the room.
Haah, returned without a (temporary) body.
Dad started to leave his room and go to the kitchen to drop off the things he had brought.
I guess this time there won't be any interruptions in his way.
—5 minutes later. —
I guess not.
Dad ended up running into my Aunt Chiyome on his way to drop things off in the kitchen.
—You're very pretty, Chiyome, but your expressionless face takes away a few stitches.
Dad began to stretch Aunt Chiyome's cheeks with one hand.
—But *stretch right cheek* Little brother, you're the least expressive now *stretch back* Stooop stretchhhhing my chhhheeks, little Seeengooo.
—I'm sorry, I thought it was fun to do this.
Dad said that he was still stretching Aunt Chiyome's cheek. Until I stop pulling my cheek.
—You left my cheek a little red.
Aunt Chiyome said with an angry look.
—Ugh... I think I got carried away for a long time.
Dad said, all expressionless.
—Haah, I really can't see any emotion on your face, I have no idea if you really feel it or not.
—I see, that's a big deal, but I really apologize.
Dad said, leaning his body a little, making it clear that he would apologize.
—*sigh* Okay, okay, I have to go to Tomoe and Katō, they are still training, I have to see their progress.
—Ooh, ninja stuff, right?
—Yes!
Aunt Chiyome said with a tender smile as she held out 3 fingers of her hands.
—Haha, I guess I don't waste your precious time, you have important things to do.
Although Dad tried hard to show even a modicum of emotion for his family, he always failed him.
He just has a blank face as if he were a dead man.
—Hmpf, for now Sengo, don't try too hard to show an emotion, with time and the happiest moments I experience of your life from now on, it will make your emotions come back little by little. Understood?
Aunt Chiyome said as she grabbed Dad's mouth with her hands and stretched them out into a big smile.
—Okay, Chiyome.
Dad said, all expressionless.
Dad and Aunt Chiyome said goodbye.
(Is there a technique that ninjas can use the rain?)
—Who knows, after all I don't know anything about ninja.
(...)
*sigh* I had forgotten about that, my dad is a blacksmith, not a ninja.
—But I suppose you can see water technique where it can be used to create needles to kill the enemy, after all it may be possible to control water in this world with magic, so that kind of magic would be necessary to achieve that.
(Interesting!)
So, create a weapon with the magic that you wield, then can I create a firearm?
No, I don't think so. A gun wouldn't be easy, instead of firing bullets it would... Damn?
No, I'd rather have a real gun that fires bullets than see the bullet hole in someone's head or chest. Ha, ha, ha!
Oops, I think I'm starting to lose my mind, I think I'll stop thinking about guns and just watch Dad's movements.
Tac!
It seems that Dad had already arrived in the kitchen, and he started to leave the things he had brought from the kitchen and began to wash what he had used.
—Midnight. —
Dad was asleep, while I just watched the darkness.
I don't know what to do now to waste time so I can sleep.
... I think, if there is, [Tet] this ability I don't think it sends consciousness to someone at a random time, if it sent its consciousness then at that moment I used it by mistake, Dad wouldn't have felt the cold body of a dead man... So, what does he do... share his senses with someone of himself in space-time?... If that's true, I don't want to see Dad making a scrambling move to be having sex.
...
If activating my abilities are with Hebrew letters then what would I do, Hei (ה)?
[The fifth letter of the Hebrew alphabet with the symbol ה, also known as he. It has the meaning of communication, what one gives to the other. It is made up of three lines where the upper one signifies mental communication, the right line signifies speech, and finally the left line signifies action.]
Mhm... Mental, Speech and Action... But it also means communication to each other.
Wait, if [Tet] shares senses.
[Hei] doesn't need to mean communication to each other, I think Mental and Action is useful here, that is, seeing someone's movement.
(Hei!)
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Bam! Bam!
Crash! Crash!
I was looking at a surreal situation.
He was watching me, shooting with a firearm (Flintlock Key) someone just like me, but albino. Wearing a white suit and his left eye just like mine, but with an icy blue color.
I don't know who it is, but my future version is just defending itself while the white person wants to kill me... I think it's okay to say he wants to kill me, I'm the same person with my future version, right?
Swing!
A bluish light outage that separated the dimension ended up stopping my future self's battle with the strange white person resembling me.
—Now tell me why the hell you want to kill each other.
I heard a very angry voice and looked at his address and it was Dad.
He seriously had such an angry face that even his red eyes were glowing a deep red.
—Hmpf, Kurumi ate the dinner you made for me, father, tch.
The white person said with a click of his tongue at the end of his comment.
—~Ara, ara. Seriously, Queen, getting very upset about our father's food is a very picky thing for someone who is already over 100 years old. ~
—Your damn! You ate my share of the dinner our father made, which was prepared with the best of Little Garden, which eats the Gods of the 2nd digit!
Ah, I see why my future part ate her dinner, if it was prepared with the best of the best of Little Garden that the only thing, they eat that is the upper digit entities, and with Dad's kitchen I wouldn't mind eating her dinner even if I earn a feud with her.
—For that alone, I'm really in trouble for a simple meal I made.
—You don't understand the value of your food!
The white girl said.
... I don't think Dad cares about the value of his food, but I can understand the white girl by the taste of Dad's food.
And even though I only ate some onigiris, I don't want to imagine the saliva my mouth would make if I could eat a steak or a katsudon.
*glup* I really want to get to eat that.
—Haah, there's still a lot of what I cooked.
Dad drew a red card and drew 2 bento from it.
*glup* is a katsudon, and it's made with the best of Little Garden.
I can't miss this meal!
Tet!
"Ara, ara, welcome my other self."
Sorry to interrupt, but I want to try katsudon!)
"Ha ha, it's okay don't worry."
Eat!
(Wow, it's super delicious! I can understand why you ate his dinner!)
"Ha, ha, ha, I wouldn't expect anything less from myself."
—There's something wrong, Kurumi.
—~Why ask, father. ~
—You're happier for some strange reason.
Dad said pointing at us, and I watched as my future self-held a hand on his cheek while smiling with amusement.
—~I guess you're right, ha, ha, ha. ~
(I think you should control yourself; you show your emotions a lot.)
"Ha, ha, ha, it's okay, it's okay, that's how you'll be in the future too."
(Ah.)
"I guess you're going to ask something important, right?"
Eating!
(Shi! I say yes! Who is she?)
"She's Queen, the moment Dad kept his promise, and I started getting our body, I ended up splitting into 2."
(In two?)
"Yes, [Madness] and [Curse] that belonged to a single being, ended up separating. Queen was born from [Curse] and I from [Madness]."
(Interesting, and what it was like to be living with her.)
"Ha ha ha, I'll just say it was a headache, we were always fighting, especially when I got angry because she didn't want Dad."
(But seeing now, she loves Daddy very much.)
"~I'll just say that I gave a hand for him to love Dad. ~"
—Seriously, take away that kinky grin.
Said the white girl named Queen.
His comment caught my attention and I saw the face of my future self.
... He seriously has a perverted face.
—~I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just remembered the look of pleasure you made with Dad~
—Your damn pervert!
Queen said with a red face.
Swing!
Crash! Crash!
—You know, I'd better eat his food.
Dad said as he grabbed the food we hadn't finished yet.
—No! / No!
(Nope!)
My future self-grabbed the bento and so did Queen.
—Don't make a mess like this if you don't want me to take your food.
—Got it / Okay.
And with our bento we started to eat.
And I still have a doubt that is tormenting me.
(*glup* My future self... That comment... What were you talking about, is that true?)
"Queen's delighted faces with Dad?"
(So... as I say...)
"To have sex with Dad?"
(*blush* if... that... So... your... I say... I did...)
"Ha ha, I guess it's normal to be embarrassed when you're just a child."
(Like this... which is true.)
"Fufu, yes, you're going to have sex with Dad, but you have to force him to do it, because Dad wouldn't do it."
(Eeh, and what did you do.)
"Let's see, drug him, tie him up, put a gag on him and that's it, you just rape him."
(... But you violated it... It's not like Dad wanted to have sex with you.)
"Yes, don't expect Dad to come after you, because he won't, after all he wouldn't make a move with his daughters."
(Got it... and with her sisters.)
"They did the same thing."
(...)
"~It's a surprise, isn't it. ~"
(Yes, and I think I'll take your advice about having sex with Dad very much in mind.)
Finishing eating!
(I suppose I'll come over another day to talk to you.)
"Fufu, of course you will."
(Goodbye!)
"See you another day."
(Right, I'll see you another day!)
"Fufu."
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—The next day, 7:25 A.M. —
Crack!
Dad had woken up and began to rattle the bones in his body.
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
Crack!
—Wow, my body feels better now.
Crack!
—That's it.
Dad ended up cracking the bones in his neck.
—Are you awake, Kurumi?
(Yes!)
—Heh, then. Good morning, Kurumi.
(Heh, heh! Good morning, Dad!)
—It seems that you woke up very happy this day.
(Heh, heh! He's right, Dad!)
—Why is that?
(I won't tell you!)
—And now because I have a feeling it's a bad thing for me.
(It must be your imagination, Dad, because now there's nothing bad going to happen to you!)
—Okay, okay, I'll believe you for now.
Fufufu, I want to turn 18 with my dad so I can have sex.
Oh, of course I forgot about Queen too, I have to lend a hand to make her love Daddy.
Life with Dad is very interesting.
Ha, ha, ha!