I returned to my room and fell asleep.
In the morning, I was awakened by the butler and headed towards the dining hall.
Goran was not there.
“Where is Goran?”
“Goran left for work before the rising of the sun.”
“Is that right.”
He must be doing something in regards to the Vampire Lord matter.
That was a good thing.
I was enjoying the breakfast that the butler served me, when Serulis appeared.
Goran’s daughter, who wanted to be an Adventurer, was in a bad mood today as well.
She was glaring at me. Yikes.
Then the butler talked to her.
“Miss Serulis. How much bread…”
“Three, thank you.”
She ate quite a bit from the morning. I guess it was because she was still growing.
That was fine and all, but now she was silently staring daggers in my direction.
“Uh, is there something on my face?”
“You. What’s your relationship with daddy?”
Apparently, she called Goran, daddy.
That was surprisingly cute.
“Well, you might say we are old comrades.”
Serulis was not satisfied by that answer.
Her eyes became even sharper.
“You’re really his son, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t help but spit out the milk I was drinking.
That was a tremendous misunderstanding.
No matter how mysterious this youthful effect had on me, I couldn’t possibly look like his child.
Goran and I were both 40.
But I didn’t age during the last 10 years in the place between dimensions. In fact, people say I looked younger.
Maybe I looked to be 25 now.
If I was 25, that would mean that Goran fathered me when he was 15. That was ridiculous.
Well, maybe not that ridiculous.
I calmly wiped the milk from the table and explained to her.
“No, that is completely wrong.”
“I’m not lying.”
“When he brought you here, I have never seen him happier.”
“Is that right.”
I was sleeping for a whole week.
She must be talking about that time.
“And he is always worrying about you.”
“Maybe he was just worried because he hasn’t seen me in so long?”
Serulis shook her head.
“I’m his daughter, and yet he won’t say anything if I leave the house for a week without saying a word… It’s not normal.”
I had no words for that.
Even I had wanted to shout, ‘Are you my mother!’ to Goran.
Perhaps it was not strange that she would be suspicious.
However, I had to tell her the truth, in order to protect Goran’s honor.
“I was fighting far away for 10 years. That’s why he is worried.”
“I don’t understand.”
“…Yes, of course not.”
I thought about it again and saw that it would sound senseless.
Just then, the butler came in with Serulis’s food.
She was a good kid who could say thank you.