Black Killer Whale Baby [EN]: Chapter 58

Chapter 58

If you’re going to throw something, at least throw it gently.

No, I knew it from the way you lifted me up the first time we met.

“How could that be? I think it was because I was standing on the desk that day.”

I’ll hold back for now. I can’t win even if I rush in right now.

Besides, with the ‘Dragon Festival’ being held hostage, I decided to be an even more docile baby Orca.

‘But why did she call me here?’

Just as curiosity was rearing its head, Grandma crossed her legs.

“Yes. I called you because there’s something I’m curious and interested in.”

She stroked her chin with her wrinkled hand and said,

“You were quite an interesting little rascal, showing interesting records even before the family council.”

Soon, Grandma tossed what she was holding onto the table with a thud.

Scattered slightly, it was none other than documents.

“So, you said you wanted to report the maid who was bothering you?”

The space between the sofa and the table wasn’t far, so the letters were roughly visible.

Moreover, among the documents, there was a meticulously detailed drawing of a person sticking out, and it was impossible not to recognize that face.

It was the nanny and maid who was in charge of the building I was in before Misa was assigned.

‘I don’t really want to call her a nanny or acknowledge her as one, though.’

I frowned inwardly.

“We will conduct a thorough investigation into the previous predecessor.”

“Aha. Is that so? But… investigations also require witnesses, right? Coincidentally, I’m the only one who can do that. I’ve been using this building alone for quite a long time.”

Clearly, I had requested an investigation and punishment of the predecessor before Misa, around the time the Herring maid sisters came to my building.

At that time, I said I would be a witness to the investigation anytime.

‘But I never heard anything about it.’

I was quite dumbfounded inside. I thought they were going to subtly gloss over it again like this.

Honestly, even if there were no measures taken like this, I didn’t have the power to do anything right away, so I put it at the very end of my priority list for now.

‘How long ago did I even mention this that the story is coming out now?’

While thinking this, one side of my head was also understanding based on rational judgment.

‘This must be because I was finally recognized at the family council that they moved.’

The situation was obvious.

‘They must have hurriedly reported to Grandma from the main estate. Or it had already been reported but was being carried out lazily, or it was being ignored.’

Anyway, it was true that I had requested an investigation, so I straightened my posture obediently.

“Yes, that’s right, Grandma. When I received my name from Grandma and the maids were sent from the main estate, I told the head of the family’s direct attendant directly at that time.”

I told the story in detail as it was then.

Of course, I told the story without missing anything, just like I had told it in front of the attendant.

“I had hardly ever had a proper meal when the predecessor was there, and I hardly ever saw the sun. Even if I did eat, it was common to eat food that smelled like rags and endure stomachaches without medicine.”

It was a room that was always gloomy even in the middle of the day because it always had thick curtains drawn.

Lyumi, the predecessor, would smile contentedly as she entered that room.

“When I was there, I was almost the only child.”

There was one more, but the parents secretly took him away almost as soon as he came, so it was as if I was alone.

But I hid the most severe thing that happened, just in case, and finished all the reports.

I had a strange feeling.

When all the stories were over, Grandma’s words came.

“So, are you trying to say that you survived despite that?”

Ah, as expected.

I paused very briefly before answering.

A listless voice, an uninterested attitude.

‘I expected it.’

I deliberately maintained silence until just before Grandma was about to get angry and started talking.

“No, it’s because it was me who survived.”

Not just a bright appearance like at the family council, but with a proper sense of weight.

I tried to speak calmly.

“Fortunately, there were no other children while I was there…”

“…”

“If there had been, would they have been able to survive? Grandma.”

However, I was carefully pretending to read her face because I didn’t want Grandma to really get upset or angry.

“I’m not trying to talk about the tradition of selecting weak individuals and leaving only strong children behind. I am also happy to prove my excellence to Grandma because I am someone who survived like that. However, Grandma gave me the same things as eating, sleeping, washing, and dressing fairly in this competition. There was a reason for that.”

Give all the conditions the same, so just survive.

Because whales usually have a hard time living past the age of three.

“But if you don’t give this by force, but rather take it away, harass them, and don’t give them the basics, and the child eventually dies. This is murder, Grandma.”

Yes, this is not just a matter of bullying. It’s infanticide.

I slowly turned to Grandma’s face.

“That maid had been working there for a long time before I was born. So… could it be that the maid killed any of the children who came in before me?”

The head of the family’s face was expressionless.

A face without the sneer or short laugh I had seen at the family council.

“There may have been a collateral child or a whale child who could have become a more amazing talent if they had survived in there. Or maybe even a direct descendant of the Orca.”

I don’t know if there were any more direct descendants in front of me.

Even if there were, it wouldn’t have been easy to endure.

“Nevertheless, the weak are bound to be eliminated. Little one, I know what you want to say, but I don’t know if it’s something to say like that.”

As expected. Hearing the indifferent answer that came back as expected, I inwardly wore a sneer.

Yes, I knew you wouldn’t be interested, you old hag.

“Grandma… that’s strange.”

I stared at Grandma, pretending to have an innocent expression.

“Where is there a baby who can withstand being poured hot water on and thrown away like that?”

Of course, this was a bit of an exaggeration.

But it wasn’t something that never happened.

“But then, is enduring baths with hot water that burn you and enduring stomachaches without medicine while eating food that smells like rags a predetermined ordeal?”

I clearly told the attendant about it too.

Cracks finally appeared on Grandma’s face.

“There’s a graveyard not far from the building I’m in. Isn’t that where they bury the dead children? In fact, if you report children who died for these reasons as ‘died because they were weak’ like other children who died of ordinary illnesses, how would you distinguish them? It’s a place where no one cares.”

In fact, nothing might change even if I say this.

In the first life, in the second life, and in the third life, there were times when I felt wronged.

I always thought about how nice it would be if someone recognized me and helped me.

‘But no one ever helped me.’

So, I decided to save the child who might become me, the child who is like me.

Appealing to affection and morality doesn’t work.

Rather, you have to approach this grandmother like this.

“Grandma… this is a serious matter. All the talents of this family are Grandma’s people and assets. That maid dared to touch the head of the family’s property.”

I finished speaking and remained silent.

A silence that lasts for a moment.

Not only was the expressionless face broken, but wrinkles formed on Grandma’s face.

Looking at that frown, I cheered inwardly.

You’re feeling unpleasant, right? Good, good.

‘Just one more word.’

It was the moment I was about to open my mouth to drive a wedge in here.

The door burst open.

If I turned my head while speaking, there was a scene that would make my mouth drop open as it was.

“Excuse me, Mother.”

Because Dad strode in.

I just blinked my eyes.

‘…Dad, why are you coming in from there?’

Wait, don’t I think this often these days?

I can’t help it because situations that are different from before keep unfolding.

Has my daily life with Dad changed since the family council? Not really.

Of course, countless gifts were piled up in front of the building I live in.

And even more gifts were piled up in front of Dad’s house than I could compare, but.

Dad threatened them once on the first day the gifts were piled up, and they were terrified and took them back.

Anyway, there were no major changes other than this.

If I had to find one, it would be that strangers occasionally came to Dad’s residence?

Like those who brought gifts, I thought they would be chased away by Dad, but unexpectedly, they talked for a while and left.

‘Unexpectedly, Ryla didn’t come.’

I thought she would come at least once, judging from the fact that she said she would follow Dad.

I haven’t seen her except for a brief moment at the educational institution the day after the family council.

“Where did you learn the manners of barging in knowing it’s rude?”