When I entered father Soluteâs room, what greeted me first was a ferocious griffon.
Its not like we are keeping one in the house.
It is just a stuffed head hanging on the wall.
Next to it was a primary-colored mask that gives off a strange presence.
Shifting my eyes around the corner of the room, I can see the glaring armor set which was full of scratches.
This is also just a decoration and the inside is empty.
The other things that enter my sight are the fluttering Arabia curtains and the pot from the Jomon period if they were from my previous life.
The word unexpressable was in my mind.
Father flies around various countries for work, so he must have collected some stuff wherever he went.
Collecting stuff like stuffed heads and armors is also a masculine point of a young man.
Far from the calm image of father, somehow, I donât really hate the remaining childish side that adult men secretly keeps.
But I am still grinning to myself while thinking about it.
[These are all the memories from when I was an adventurer.]
Seems like I was mistaken.
[That armor, it is dented in a few places. It saved my life many times. Donât you think the griffonâs head is well-made? He was my nemesis, and I remember that when I finally defeated it, rather than feeling happy it was terribly lonely.]
But seeing father talk in such an enthusiastic manner about the old days(although a little rude) was awfully adorable.
[In fact, I didnât graduate from the magic academy. I hid my identity, signed up in the adventurer guild, and went diving in to the labyrinth fighting monsters everyday.]
[Fatherâs father, grandfather Fect, didnât he get angry with you?]
[If he didnât have a disease,the family heritage was supposed to have gone to my brother, you see. As a second son, I was allowed to do what I like. However, up until the third generation who threw away the sword, the Wisp family was originally a military family. Father and uncle seems to really cared about that as whenever they heard about my accomplishments they would happily say something like âthe spirit of the Wisp family is left inside youâ.]
[It was really such a big-hearted environment right?]
[Aah. I am very grateful. I had various experiences, and thanks to the connection I had from back then, many of the works now also went well. However, it was a pretty hard decision to take over the house. The left behind part of my study was so much that I just had to do it. Honestly, it wasnât just once or twice that I tried to escape. I was brought back by Shuara each time though.]
[Mother did?]
[Aah. Without me knowing when, she completely seized the butlers and maids of the Wisp house and laid a seige that quickly caught me in no time. Father even laughinly said â I donât even know who is actually the family head anymore.â something like that.
I ran and Shuara chased. That repeated again and again so many times.
It was a good distraction. It was also thanks to her that I wasnât stuck between living as an adventurer in the past and the future of taking over the Wisp house.
Alty, the way you instructed the dolls was exactly the same as your mother.
You were a quiet child before, but recently you are starting to be really similar to her.]
âŠ..even if you say so, I canât answer to that.
Its because mother Shuara passed away immediately after giving birth to me. How she is like, I have absolutely no idea.
It is a somewhat strange feeling.
It is the personality of the me now that I didnât have in my previous life, as it is formed with the absence of the completely unrelated mother.
So even if you say that we are alikeâŠâŠâUn.(TL: Un- is an expression. Well Im not explaining. You should know it already.)
I wonder whether me reincarnating Altirea is a certain inevitablility.
Such delusion is floating in my mind.
Well, whatever.
This is a problem that I canât answer to.
Father doesnât think that the current me is unnatural. I suppose that settles as a good thing.
Speaking of which, Warren-san and the other servants of the Wisp house who have been working here for a long time, have been looking down at me with an awfully nostalgic gaze. Its probably because they remembered about mother.
My appearance when thinking about my mother, seems as if I was immersed in the sentiment of my deceased mother.
Father adrubtly changed the subject to something else.
[Speaking of which, we were supposed to talk about the doll user in the guild, right?
He said â I am always lost on how much will to give to them â like that.
If given too little, it will soon lose its power, but if given too much freedom, it will no longer listen to you. Which did you use, Alty?]
[There is almost no limit. Because they are all good childrens.]
[Then wonât they do crazy things just like a child do?]
[No, father, youâre misunderstanding it. Dolls have to have their own reason to be able to move. Its just that they canât convey it very well.]
Its fortunate that I as the Doll Princess is good at guessing what they are saying.
âŠ.Moreover, that year I spent in my previous life taking care of my seperated brother is also helpful.
That child, it was really hard for him to express his thoughts.
Hmm, I am starting to worry about him.
Did he get bullied? He didnât become a shut-in, did he?(TL: hikkikomori.)
[Thats why I gave him and the others their mouthsâ you can look at the doll and you will know the personality of the doll master. It seems that a significant portion os it is reflected in them.]
[Is that right?]
Even if I said that, from other people view IâŠ. donât remember having done anything that looks strange.
As the daughter of a noble, I sholdnât show any shameful behavior to others and I should also maintain a good communication with the surrounding people.
[It was Warren who said this but seems like you are quite good at talking to dolls,huh.]
Hii
I was seen?
Uwawa
Waa
Wa- so embarassing.
âŠ.. its that father, that. A situation that canât be mentioned out loud-embarassing-embarassing-embarassing.(TL:err no idea how to translate this in Jap its ăă«ăăă«ăăă«ăsomehow like embarassing expression as in twisting ur body or something? No idea folks Iâm no japanese so bear with it.)
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Certainly there is a strange link between the doll master and the dolls.
Iâm really excited to appeal to father about my powers as a doll master and so are the dolls.
The dolls who finished their jobs are also pulling my and fatherâs hands to run around the house.
Its like they are saying âLook at how clean it can be after we cleaned it! Saying so while proudly pushing up their chests.
More surprisingly,
The knight fire spririts who were supposed to be playing outside, with their specialty of using the sword brought back a wild boar.
The meat was such that melts in your mouth, just the perfect ingredient for entertaining guest.
Yoshi, Yoshi.
Now the preparations for the visiting duke Rozerem and his son is all set.
However in the next day, there was an unexpected trouble happening.
The knight dolls whose body appeared to have been torn apart, one by one was brought back.
The water dolls spirit had to get down to heal them in a hurry. My room really gives off the feeling of a busy hospital.
Who did such a thing?
I mean just why are the knight dolls who had suffered serious injuries showing such satisfied expressions?