The Baby Fairy Is A Villain [EN]: Chapter 2

The baby fairy is a villain – Episode 2 (2/200)

Chesha’s answer silenced everyone around.

The director, the children, even Count Basilian’s coachman.

All stared at Chesha with wide eyes and expressions of astonishment.

Their thoughts were easily readable.

It must have sounded like crazy nonsense.

But Chesha was certain.

That through this answer, he had captured Count Basilian’s interest.

Kieren had deliberately revealed his aura from the moment he entered the orphanage.

He didn’t hide the sharp energy he possessed, but released it.

It was something an ordinary person could never handle.

In fact, the orphanage director and the children trembled, unable to even make proper eye contact with the Count.

The reason Kieren acted that way was simple.

Because the child he needed was ‘a child who wasn’t afraid of him.’

And what if he stimulated their interest on top of that?

‘He’s a baby with the perfect adoption conditions!’

Chesha burst into laughter inwardly.

Chesha had rolled around enough in the underworld.

Reading people’s expressions was as easy as eating cookies while lying down.

‘Choose me, Count!’

And as expected.

Chesha’s plan worked perfectly.

Kieren, who had been wearing a subtle smile, let out a low laugh and reached out his hand.

“…?”

Chesha’s eyes widened.

It was because his body floated into the air.

Kieren gently lifted Chesha into his arms as if picking up a pebble.

Even though he was dirty and smelly, he didn’t care in the slightest.

He asked in a soft voice.

“Name?”

“Chesha.”

He was a little embarrassed as soon as he answered.

Because his name, pronounced forcefully due to his short tongue, sounded very petty.

‘But there’s nothing I can do about it.’

The effect of the baby transformation potion Hata gave him was too strong.

The original goal was to transform into a child around 5 to 7 years old.

But as soon as he took the medicine, he turned into a 2-year-old toddler.

He had a hard time adapting to his shortened limbs.

He spent a month rolling around in the orphanage, barely finishing adapting to his body.

‘But I still haven’t adapted to my short tongue.’

He wanted to stop this unsuitable baby life as soon as possible.

Once he infiltrated the Basilian Count’s family and found useful information, he would immediately return to being an adult.

Anyway, there was nothing he could do now.

Therefore, Chesha gave a bright, cute, baby angel smile.

Fortunately, the director stepped in and corrected Chesha’s name.

“It’s Chesha. He’s 2 years old…”

The director, who smelled money, quickly tried to explain.

Then Kieren lightly raised his hand.

The director immediately shut his mouth.

Kieren, who was quietly examining Chesha, muttered something incomprehensible.

“…Looks like him.”

Before he could wonder about the strange words, he smiled softly.

“Okay, Chesha.”

He pronounced Chesha’s name particularly clearly.

His long eyes curved softly.

With his eyes curving like a crescent moon, the cold atmosphere completely disappeared.

Kieren tilted his head.

He brought his face close and whispered sweetly like a sugar candy.

“From today, I’m your dad.”

It was the moment he had been waiting for, the confirmation of his adoption.

But why?

Chesha wasn’t happy at all.

The moment he heard the sweet whisper, goosebumps broke out on his spine.

This feels a little bit…

Unsettling?

***

Although he stayed in the orphanage for a month, he had nothing to pack.

It was only natural.

Even the clothes he was wearing were about to be thrown away.

The rock bread he had used well was given as a gift to the nicer kid.

‘Leave a mark before leaving.’

Hata had to be informed that he had been safely adopted into the Basilian Count’s family.

Chesha pretended to pack his things and gently placed his hand on the window.

A small light sparkled, and beautiful flowers bloomed around Chesha.

The illusion of flower scents spreading everywhere and butterflies flying around was as beautiful as a fairy tale.

“Aung.”

Chesha waved his hand dismissively, scattering the illusion.

It was too flashy of a power.

Usually, it was good because it attracted the attention of others, but it was a little troublesome in this case.

The colorful effects subsided, and a small flower was imprinted on the corner of the window.

The red flower pattern soon disappeared.

If Hata comes here, it will reappear and tell him Chesha’s location.

There was nothing more to do since he had left a mark.

Chesha left the orphanage empty-handed.

Kieren, who was standing in front of the carriage, waved his hand.

Chesha, who was running quickly, glanced back at the orphanage director and the children.

While Chesha was packing his non-existent luggage, they were still gathered in the yard, their eyes somewhat dazed.

‘What is it?’

He thought it was a little strange, but there was no time to worry.

Because Kieren immediately picked up Chesha and got into the carriage.

The carriage door closed with a heavy thud.

The carriage smoothly started down the road.

‘Finally, an escape!’

He wanted to giggle while watching the orphanage receding beyond the window.

But it was impossible because the curtains were drawn on the window.

As he glanced around with a slightly disappointed heart, he heard a languid murmur.

“You’re fidgeting.”

Kieren, who was holding Chesha in his arms, smiled slightly when their eyes met.

Chesha also wiggled his plump cheeks and returned the smile.

“…”

Time passed as they smiled at each other, just looking at each other.

His smile gradually deepened.

“You must still be very unfamiliar with Dad, Chesha.”

Shake shake.

Chesha shook his head.

But it didn’t seem like he was trying to hear Chesha’s answer.

“Here, a gift.”

“Woo…?”

Clang.

A black bracelet was fastened on Chesha’s wrist.

The bracelet shrank in size to fit Chesha.

Chesha swallowed a groan at the sensation of his wrist being tightly constricted.

A large hand gently stroked Chesha’s head.

“Because I want to get closer to you.”

And Chesha screamed silently.

‘This is a magic control device!’

A magic control device prevents the wearer from using magic.

It also cancels all magic cast on the wearer.

He put on the magic control device to check if he had transformed into a baby using magic.

‘But the medicine I took isn’t magic.’

Beastmen and fairies, whose numbers have dwindled to near extinction.

The power used by mystical creatures was different from magic.

The medicine made by Hata, a beastman, had nothing to do with magic, so it wasn’t affected by the magic control device.

He had anticipated that this situation might happen, but he was a little angry.

‘To suspect a baby as cute, pretty, and innocent as me!’

Even though his beauty is hidden now because he’s grimy.

Anyway, Chesha, a naive baby, answered faithfully to his role for now.

“Thank you.”

He pronounced the end of his words roundly to make it look cute.

Kieren looked at Chesha and waited with a smile on his face.

“…”

The inside of the carriage was silent.

When nothing changed, he belatedly answered, dragging out the end of his words.

“Uh, okay.”

He lightly grabbed Chesha’s wrist and asked, gently rubbing his small hand.

“How did Chesha end up in the orphanage?”

“I don’t remember.”

This was real.

The vixen Richessia has no memory of before she was left at the orphanage.

There is only one thing she remembers about her parents.

Only a strange lullaby her mother used to sing.

Chesha suddenly looked into Kieren’s eyes.

Chesha’s eyes are pink now, but when she was Richessia, they were as red as the Count’s.

‘If we stand side by side, we’ll look quite similar.’

Putting aside unnecessary thoughts, Chesha also subtly probed him.

“Daddy’s eyes… Why are you taking me?”

But what came back was a question, not an answer.

“Is there something you want, Chesha?”

He poked Chesha’s cheek and asked.

“Shall I punish the people who bullied you in the orphanage?”

It was a truly leisurely question.

But Chesha sensed it.

It was a feeling that the words ‘punish’ could never be a matter of common sense.

As he was just blinking, Kieren smiled.

“Dad will grant everything Chesha wants.”

“…”

“Instead, Chesha only needs to do one thing Dad wants.”

He whispered again.

“Just one. Easy, right?”

While being gently caressed, Chesha thought.

‘This is completely a con artist’s line?’

I don’t know what Count Basilian wants.

It felt like it wouldn’t be easy at all.

At the same time, curiosity was growing.

He was curious about what he was trying to do.

It was then.

The carriage, which had been running relentlessly, suddenly slowed down.

A small window connected to the driver’s seat opened.

“Inspection.”

Kieren frowned at the coachman’s words.

He clicked his tongue lightly.

Soon, knights approached the carriage.

Kieren opened the window and asked leisurely.

“Suddenly an inspection. Is something wrong?”

Chesha, who peeked his head out over the window, gasped.

They were Holy Knights wearing white horses, white armor, and blue cloaks.

The Holy Knight answered in a blunt voice.

“We are searching for the vixen Richessia.”