I’Ll Protect My Tyrant Dad! [EN]: Chapter 13

Tyrant Dad, I’ll Protect You! Episode 13. Dad Will Protect Our Daughter (13/140)

Episode 13. Dad Will Protect Our Daughter

2023.01.13.

…Dad’s words resonated so deeply within my heart.

I was bad and immature. I was the one who threw those who tried to harm our family’s happiness into hell first.

Even so, Dad says it’s okay for me to be bad. He tells me I deserve to be happy…

Before I knew it, a small word escaped my lips.

“…Okay.”

Dad chuckled as if even that word pleased him.

I carefully lowered my small hand, about the size of a corn kernel.

It was so obvious that Dad would be anxious if I cried, so I tried to cover my face with my hand for no reason.

Because I had been brainwashing myself, telling myself that I was confident I wouldn’t cry, that I wasn’t moved at all, that he was just my silly Dad.

I won’t cry, I’ll be okay.

“Huh? Our daughter’s eyes are…”

“Why? Are they ugly?”

My eyes must have turned into rabbit eyes. But Dad said it was okay even if I had rabbit eyes…

Still, things that aren’t pretty and are ugly are worthless. Seeing me a little anxious, Dad laughed heartily.

“They look like a goldfish. Cute.”

I hesitated to cover my eyes again and mumbled quietly.

“…I’m not a goldfish. And I’m actually vewwy, vewwy bad.”

Dad stroked my hair and said softly, but sincerely.

“It’s okay to be bad. It’s okay to be a goldfish. Anyway, Dad will protect our daughter’s happiness.”

“Okay…”

“Now, say ‘ah’.”

Dad put a piece of cake on a fork and brought it to my mouth. I nodded and opened my mouth wide.

I was really going to munch on the cake Dad put in my mouth.

Because the cake was so, so delicious.

I stopped moving, trying to chew the whipped cream with my small baby teeth as if nothing was wrong.

My heart felt a little strange.

Suddenly, I felt a wave of emotions rushing in quickly, and it felt like someone was banging on a big drum in my heart.

With my mouth full of bursting whipped cream, I called out to Dad in a small voice.

“Dad.”

Was the word ‘Dad’ such an overwhelming word?

Before I could do anything, my eyes became hot and tears streamed down.

“Cien? Cien, why are you crying?”

“Hwaaaang.”

With the cake still in my mouth, I burst into tears.

I always thought I had to die if I didn’t fulfill my usefulness. I never thought I would hear that I didn’t have to do anything, that I just had to be happy.

Those words that Dad had said to me every day lingered so deeply in my little heart today.

“Dad, I hate you.”

I hated Dad for being so kind to me, for loving me so much. Because my heart was becoming mushy.

Tears dripped from my eyes.

Dad fussed over me, carefully wiping my eyes.

“I’m sorry, Cien. Did Dad do something wrong?”

He didn’t do anything wrong, but he apologized right away.

With my tiny eyes, I shed tears and grumbled at Dad for no reason.

“How are you going to live in this world being so innocent? You dummy!”

Next, I wanted to say, ‘I love you, Dad. There’s only you, Dad. I really like Dad the most in the world. You’re the only Dad I have.’

But after saying ‘dummy,’ tears flowed so much that I couldn’t say anything because I was crying so hard.

Dad wiped away my tears urgently with his fingertips, looking worried. Dad tilted his eyebrows and muttered carefully.

“Did Dad say something wrong? I’m sorry, Cien. It’s my first time being a dad, so… I’m clumsy.”

My silly Dad always said that when I cried unexpectedly.

As if it was his fault that I was crying. That’s what he thought. So silly.

That’s not true.

I love Dad the most in the world.

Because Dad is the best dad in the world.

“No. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

The touch of his hand hugging me tightly was so warm.

I couldn’t help but cry until my eyes were swollen like a goldfish.

In the countryside, Dad whispered softly into my ear every night as I had nightmares.

Cien, you don’t have to do anything.

You are a precious daughter in your very existence.

Let’s live happily together.

You can cry. Cry as much as you want and get it all out.

You don’t have to force yourself to be strong.

Suddenly, I wanted to live happily with Dad forever.

Keeping that thought in mind, I chewed and swallowed the tear-soaked cake.

***

Today was a dark night, as if even an 어둑서니 [eodukseoni – a very dark shadow] would come.

Perhaps because I had cried during the day, Dad canceled all his afternoon schedules and stayed by my side.

I was lost in thought, looking at Dad, who had fallen asleep while giving me a pillow.

‘There’s no time to just cry. I have to get stronger.’

After crying for a while, my heart became stronger.

It was like the ground hardening after the rain.

‘It’s okay. Those bad guys can’t affect my life at all!’

Now that I had taken care of the head of the education center, I was filled with confidence.

I’m going to take control of the villainous Duke’s family like this! And even the Empire!

I made an ambitious expression with my swollen goldfish eyes.

‘Dad told me to just be happy, but I can’t do that. To be happy, I have to live first.’

Did he notice that my eyes were sparkling? Dad called me in a deeply submerged voice.

“Cien.”

“Yeah?”

Lying down with my head on Dad’s arm, I asked lazily.

‘If I gradually build up my strength like this, we can be happy.’

Gradually, slowly, little by little, I can expand my influence in this family.

Until I gain strength, I have to avoid being noticed by anyone!

But…

Dad muttered casually, as if it were just a passing remark.

“Dad has been confirmed as the heir to the family. Now I will be the Young Duke and the Count of Rochester territory.”

쿵 [Kung – sound of something dropping heavily].

This is the sound of my fingernail-sized heart dropping to the floor.

I jumped up from the bed.

‘Why is my dad already the heir?’

It was against the plan of ‘gradually building up strength and becoming a great villain.’

“H-How already?”

Unlike my embarrassment, Dad was still lying down, half-closed eyes, and said.

“I went to the Council of Elders a while ago and persuaded them nicely. Then they told me to become the heir, wouldn’t you know it?”

“Huh, heh. Really?”

There’s no way the Head of the Council of Elders would do that! That person is a complete villain?!

That bad guy was definitely trying to make my dad a puppet.

Without knowing my mansion-like collapsing heart, Dad said brightly.

“Yeah, that’s what they said!”

I hurriedly opened my mouth and asked Dad.

“Why, why do they want Dad to be the heir?”

“Ah!”

Gulp.

Holding onto a faint ray of hope, I looked at Dad.

‘Could it be that my dad has some hidden power…? So that person recognized my dad’s power?’

When I think about it, when Dad grew potatoes, the potatoes sprouted really well.

Barely thinking this far, I quickly came to my senses.

I struggled to open my eyes wide and stared at Dad.

Then Dad scratched his cheek shyly. It was a bonus to have a kind smile on his face. For some reason, I gathered my hands tightly in front of my chest with a sense of foreboding.

“Well, the Head of the Council of Elders said that Dad has a very kind and beautiful heart, so he would be a good fit for a wonderful Duke’s family.”

Lies.

That’s really…

It’s ridiculous nonsense!

While reviewing Dad’s words that he ‘became the heir because he was kind,’ I was frustrated.

‘This, anyone can see it’s a scam… That bad Head of the Council of Elders. He’s probably trying to control our kind dad as an avatar from behind…!’

In the original story, the Head of the Council of Elders was a sly villain. It was certain that the villain was targeting Dad.

The head of the education center I dealt with today was relatively easy to handle because I knew the sorcery he always used. But the Head of the Council of Elders is another story, and the Mirmord villains who will appear one by one after that are even more different.

It’s not enough to secretly build up strength, but he’s taking the position of heir.

If Axel comes back after hearing this news, we will soon become like dead sewer rats.

‘A future is drawn where a kind, foolish, and stupid dad is used by the Head of the Council of Elders and killed by Axel.’

I grabbed Dad tightly with my trembling hands.

‘Rejecting the position of heir would be a way to live a comfortable life, but now that the story of making Dad the heir has already come out, I can no longer back down.’

Even if Dad tries to avoid it, it was impossible now anyway.

Once he was nominated as the heir, even if he gave up or ran away, all sorts of ambitious people in Mirmord would come forward and try to kill Dad.

Now, the only way is to build up strength so that Dad can safely become the Duke of Mirmord.

I guess there’s no other way.

The only way is to use all the knowledge of the original story that I know to become stronger as quickly as possible!

I stared intently at Dad with intense eyes.

“Dad, you have to be the Duke.”

“Yeah, really?”

“I’ll push Dad!”

“Just your words give me strength, my daughter.”

Dad got up and kissed me on the cheek.

I would have rubbed my cheek against Dad’s stubbly cheek as usual, but…

Not now.

I’m Cien Mirmord, who will become very powerful, so I won’t do such undignified things anymore.

I said solemnly.

“Dad, go train quickly. Don’t forget to spit.”

“Huh?”

“Tete, do it. Quickly. Say bad words too.”

“Bad… words?”

Dad’s hand started to tremble slightly.

As expected, he must have been flustered when I said bad words. How innocent must he be to tremble like that just by hearing the words bad words.

Silly Dad. Wait! I’ll train you to be a bad villain!

“Okay, listen well!”

“…Okay.”

Dad looked at me with a very nervous expression.

I pointed my finger in the air and whispered.

“That, you bad guy! XXXXX! Say it.”

Dad’s eyes widened enormously.

If it were a black hole, it would have been so big that I would have been sucked in. I tilted my head. It was the first time I had seen that expression on my silly Dad’s face.

“Where did you learn such scary words!”

Dad opened his eyes wide and rebuked me. I rolled my lips into my mouth and shook my head. I must never say where I learned it!

But…

“Dad, answer first! Say ‘you baaaad guy’!”

“What? No. I will never say such bad words.”

“Why not?”

“Cien, look at Dad’s face.”

Dad was very firm.

“I don’t want to!”

I shook my head and stared at Dad.

Then Dad narrowed his eyes and said to me.

“What do you mean you don’t want to? I’m asking you where you learned it?”

“Hmph!”

I could never answer. Because it’s a curse I learned in my past life. How can I say that! Dad has to understand my situation.

I shook my head.

When I didn’t answer, Dad now made his eyebrows into an eight and made a pitiful expression. When sorrow settled on his sculpture-like face, even I felt overwhelmed.

“Our daughter has changed. She’s making secrets from Dad. And saying bad words.”

But I know!

That’s a tactic to receive sympathy and pity!

“Tch! I have so many secrets! Don’t try to find out!”

Dad staggered with a shocked expression. I didn’t know that a person could shake so much even while sitting down when they were shocked.

I don’t want to imagine what happened after that again…

Because Dad nagged me for about an hour after being frustrated by my words!

It was the first time I had been scolded by Dad like this since I was a baby. Dad almost brainwashed me, saying ‘You shouldn’t use bad words.’

‘And he went away determined to find out who taught me bad words.’

Even if my kind dad finds out about these people, he’ll probably just say a word to them.

Anyway, thanks to Dad’s discipline, I’m out of my mind right now.

Hoo, hoo. After taking a few long breaths, I was finally able to calm down.

‘Dad is really too stubborn and pure. This is a big problem, a big problem.’

He told me about ten thousand times that ‘spitting is a bad thing, and that being a bad guy is a curse and an action that hurts others.’

Even after that, Dad left the spire as if he couldn’t bear to leave. He said there were documents he had to receive in order to be reinstated as the heir to the family.

When our dad is inaugurated as the Young Duke, it was clear that villains trying to become the heir would flock to him like a pack of dogs.

What should I do about this? I grabbed my pigtails tightly. Until the fluffy hair was pressed tightly between my fingers.

Looking at me in pain, the maids exchanged glances and whispered.

“Were you worried about whether to have strawberry cake or chocolate cake for today’s snack?”

No, that’s not it!

To be or not to be, that is the question!

The five-year-old’s head felt like it was about to explode.