Giuseppe Di Martino

“It’s all ’cause she gave birth to her, an’ then went an’ died on me! That’s the root o’ my bum luck! That freeloadin’ brat can’t even do stuff around the house! All she does is cry all day! That pest’s beyond useless!” That human male seemed to be in as good a mood as ever.

Quietly, I distanced myself from the dilapidated house.

“...Daddy?” Uneasy, she looked up at me from within my arms.

I smiled down at her. I see; she doesn’t see that male as her “Daddy”... Good.

Now I knew why Olivia had come to me. She had believed the male’s drivel, believed herself to be the daughter of a dragon. And to think, she had traveled all the way to the shrine on those tiny little legs.

“It’s gonna be okay, Olivia.”

“...Ooo?”

I told her, in my softest voice,