“Stay still.”
As Vania squirmed in his arms, Ryan gritted his teeth and whispered with a smile on his face.
“You. Did you do that on purpose?”
“No? I wasn’t paying attention.”
“I almost got sent back to prison for child abuse just one day after I got out!”
“Ugh, I’m sorry.”
Vania pouted and slid Ryan's backpack back onto his shoulder.
“Child support...”
"Huh."
It's ridiculous.
“I want to go with dad...”
It's ridiculous... It's really ridiculous... It's so cute that I laughed.
What the heck is this?
Luckily, Ryan kept me close to his side as we walked. He seemed worried I'd start talking nonsense on the street again.
As expected, the effect is immediate!
“But where are we going?”
“Try it.”
He looked around for a while, looking at the note he'd found earlier, then entered a nearby building. It was an inn.
“Come on in!”
“Give me the reserved room and the items I left behind. My name is Revan.”
I was impressed when I saw Ryan immediately ask the owner for a room.
'As expected, everything is set in place for him after he's released.'
Furthermore.
'That name is coming out here now?'
Revan. I know that guy.
According to what I've gathered, he was Ryan's prison classmate. He was released a year before Ryan.
"You're with Mr. Revan. But is that the name of the person making the reservation? There must be something else, like a password?"
The owner searched the counter, found a pair of notes similar to Ryan's, and laughed awkwardly as he read them.
Then, Ryan stopped.
“…Can’t you just give it to me?”
"I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Revan has entrusted us with so much money that we must go through the verification process."
"Ha."
"Why are you doing that?" Ryan, who had somehow caught my eye, began reading the note he was holding in a voice as quiet as an ant.
“Hey, yalli yalla yalali yalla...”
“...?!”
“Oompapa Loompa Yoyo, Yorelayhi... Hey, open sesame...”
"You're right!"
The owner, who had been reading the note together and checking the password, handed over the room key and a heavy leather bundle.
“The money is here, and the rest of the things are stored in the room.”
Ryan snatched up the bundle of money and strode up the stairs.
“That bastard Revan. If I ever see him, he's dead.”
“Ugh.”
No... When I finally couldn’t hold back my laughter, Ryan turned around.
“Is that funny?”
"No."
Ryan entered the room with a loud thump. Inside, a few sets of clothes and a suitcase were prepared.
“Take it.”
Ryan immediately handed me the bundle of money he had received from below.
“Why this? Should I buy you something?”
"No."
He sighed and said.
“Let’s just tear ourselves apart here.”
"Eh. Again? Are you mad because I just laughed at that yalli yalli? I won't laugh again. I was wrong."
“Oh! That’s not it?”
“Then why...”
Ryan looked at me for a moment as I cowered, then turned his head and said.
"Now you're out of Father's hands. Since I already told everyone outside that you're my daughter, there's no need for him to find you and get rid of you. So take that money and find a way to survive."
“I’m only twelve years old. How can I live alone?”
"No. I think you can somehow survive, since you're smart enough to use your wits and hold onto my feet even in the middle of the street. Goodbye."
Ryan, who had spoken harshly, lay down on the bed.
“No. I want to stay with Dad.”
“Hey, stop talking about Dad!”
“Can I not call you Dad?”
“You don’t have to call me. Go.”
“Please. I still need a guardian.”
“Huh, kid... I mean.”
Ryan sat up.
Then he remained silent for a long time, choosing his words. He sighed, frowned, and scratched his head.
Finally said.
“I will take revenge on my father.”
“...?!”
I was surprised.
'No, you're revealing your true feelings so quickly?'
Before I knew it, Ryan's gaze had become sharp.
“With that single-minded determination, I survived in Abyssus for 12 years.”
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.
Twelve scars. Their crooked shapes were clearly hand-carved.
He must have endured the pain of having his flesh cut out for 12 years.
“I will take revenge on my father.”
Revenge.
What an outrageous ambition.
If anyone knew who our father, the Duke of Wassenberg, was to hear, they would surely scoff and laugh.
Ryan probably knows that too, which is why he reveals my actions so easily.
But I know.
With his abilities, it is quite possible.
“How are you going to get revenge?”
“Well, I guess I’ll have to try something.”
Ryan was tight-lipped from there.
But I also know that he intends to eliminate all the superpowered people in the family.
Before I returned, I almost got killed by Ryan, too.
And surprisingly... I have no regrets about that fact.
Even the reason I considered forming an alliance with Ryan, ironically enough, was because he killed all my brothers.
Why did Ryan do that?
If revenge were the only goal, he could have just targeted his father.
Plan A
1. Pretend to be incompetent and get kicked out of the family → Success!
2. Meet Ryan and follow him → Success!
3. Find out Ryan's true intentions
4. ...
Finally, it was time to find out Ryan's true intentions in eliminating all of the family members.
“You ate, wore, and enjoyed everything you've ever done. You really didn't know how much power you were enjoying on the filthy scale?”
Before returning, our first meeting. He seemed to have a strong hatred for his family.
“If you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you’ll have a terrible dream.”
The kindness of trying to save my innocent lover.
By any chance, Ryan...
Could it be that he was trying to uproot with his own hands the corrupt family that was shaking the country?
The Wassenberg family, including the father, is almost rotten.
'So...'
Even if you get rid of your father, a second father will take his place.
'Knowing that he was the only one capable of stopping the criminal family, he took it upon himself to become a murderer and carry out the executions privately.'
That's Ryan's true intention, which I had only guessed with a one in ten thousand chance.
“Now pay child support for my daughter.”
A whim that helped me when I could have ignored it.
"Then you made it so I could get in? Who else here would be suffocating in this weather besides you?"
He is a strong man who can treat others like ants, but also has the humanity to be compassionate towards the weak.
He might have been a murderer obsessed with revenge.
Or not.
He might have been a murderer with a cause.
"Why?"
I opened my trembling lips.
"Why seek revenge? Because your father banished you from the family? Because he had the power to break you out of prison, but he didn't?"
Ryan looked at me. His golden eyes flickered for a moment, as if searching through old memories.
"...No."
After a while, Ryan said.
"I don't even remember being angry at my father for abandoning me. That doesn't really matter."
“...”
“You’re still young, so you might not understand, but our family is like rotten teeth in this empire.”
His tone was indifferent. But his eyes were burning brightly.
“If you don’t pull it out, it will all rot someday.”
At those words, my heart raced.
'Also.'
3. Find out Ryan's true intentions → Success!
“If not me, no one can do it.”
Burning eyes.
“I will destroy Wassenberg.”
“Are you Vania Wassenberg?”
First meeting.
It's the same look in your eyes as back then.
"Haha, that's scary. A person with no ability destroys Wassenberg. You know, it's ridiculous, right?"
Ryan, who had been laughing playfully, suddenly hardened his expression with a fierce expression.
“But I will do it.”
Ryan, who had picked up the pick again, placed his hand on my head.
"If I fail, I'll die, of course. If you stay by my side, then you'll die too. That's why I'm telling you to go."
“...”
"If you don't want to die, you shouldn't be with me. For the sake of your future, it wouldn't be good for you to be associated with me, a criminal. Can you make that judgment?"
Ryan laughed and ruffled my hair.
“Oh, and just in case. Even if you eventually gain the ability to use it... don’t go back home.”
“...”
I burst out laughing too, looking at Ryan smiling.
This scary man was comically worried about his half-sister, whom he had just met today, and who was no different from any other person.
As Vania squirmed in his arms, Ryan gritted his teeth and whispered with a smile on his face.
“You. Did you do that on purpose?”
“No? I wasn’t paying attention.”
“I almost got sent back to prison for child abuse just one day after I got out!”
“Ugh, I’m sorry.”
Vania pouted and slid Ryan's backpack back onto his shoulder.
“Child support...”
"Huh."
It's ridiculous.
“I want to go with dad...”
It's ridiculous... It's really ridiculous... It's so cute that I laughed.
What the heck is this?
***
Luckily, Ryan kept me close to his side as we walked. He seemed worried I'd start talking nonsense on the street again.
As expected, the effect is immediate!
“But where are we going?”
“Try it.”
He looked around for a while, looking at the note he'd found earlier, then entered a nearby building. It was an inn.
“Come on in!”
“Give me the reserved room and the items I left behind. My name is Revan.”
I was impressed when I saw Ryan immediately ask the owner for a room.
'As expected, everything is set in place for him after he's released.'
Furthermore.
'That name is coming out here now?'
Revan. I know that guy.
According to what I've gathered, he was Ryan's prison classmate. He was released a year before Ryan.
"You're with Mr. Revan. But is that the name of the person making the reservation? There must be something else, like a password?"
The owner searched the counter, found a pair of notes similar to Ryan's, and laughed awkwardly as he read them.
Then, Ryan stopped.
“…Can’t you just give it to me?”
"I'm sorry, sir. Mr. Revan has entrusted us with so much money that we must go through the verification process."
"Ha."
"Why are you doing that?" Ryan, who had somehow caught my eye, began reading the note he was holding in a voice as quiet as an ant.
“Hey, yalli yalla yalali yalla...”
“...?!”
“Oompapa Loompa Yoyo, Yorelayhi... Hey, open sesame...”
"You're right!"
The owner, who had been reading the note together and checking the password, handed over the room key and a heavy leather bundle.
“The money is here, and the rest of the things are stored in the room.”
Ryan snatched up the bundle of money and strode up the stairs.
“That bastard Revan. If I ever see him, he's dead.”
“Ugh.”
No... When I finally couldn’t hold back my laughter, Ryan turned around.
“Is that funny?”
"No."
Ryan entered the room with a loud thump. Inside, a few sets of clothes and a suitcase were prepared.
“Take it.”
Ryan immediately handed me the bundle of money he had received from below.
“Why this? Should I buy you something?”
"No."
He sighed and said.
“Let’s just tear ourselves apart here.”
"Eh. Again? Are you mad because I just laughed at that yalli yalli? I won't laugh again. I was wrong."
“Oh! That’s not it?”
“Then why...”
Ryan looked at me for a moment as I cowered, then turned his head and said.
"Now you're out of Father's hands. Since I already told everyone outside that you're my daughter, there's no need for him to find you and get rid of you. So take that money and find a way to survive."
“I’m only twelve years old. How can I live alone?”
"No. I think you can somehow survive, since you're smart enough to use your wits and hold onto my feet even in the middle of the street. Goodbye."
Ryan, who had spoken harshly, lay down on the bed.
“No. I want to stay with Dad.”
“Hey, stop talking about Dad!”
“Can I not call you Dad?”
“You don’t have to call me. Go.”
“Please. I still need a guardian.”
“Huh, kid... I mean.”
Ryan sat up.
Then he remained silent for a long time, choosing his words. He sighed, frowned, and scratched his head.
Finally said.
“I will take revenge on my father.”
“...?!”
I was surprised.
'No, you're revealing your true feelings so quickly?'
Before I knew it, Ryan's gaze had become sharp.
“With that single-minded determination, I survived in Abyssus for 12 years.”
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.
Twelve scars. Their crooked shapes were clearly hand-carved.
He must have endured the pain of having his flesh cut out for 12 years.
“I will take revenge on my father.”
Revenge.
What an outrageous ambition.
If anyone knew who our father, the Duke of Wassenberg, was to hear, they would surely scoff and laugh.
Ryan probably knows that too, which is why he reveals my actions so easily.
But I know.
With his abilities, it is quite possible.
“How are you going to get revenge?”
“Well, I guess I’ll have to try something.”
Ryan was tight-lipped from there.
But I also know that he intends to eliminate all the superpowered people in the family.
Before I returned, I almost got killed by Ryan, too.
And surprisingly... I have no regrets about that fact.
Even the reason I considered forming an alliance with Ryan, ironically enough, was because he killed all my brothers.
Why did Ryan do that?
If revenge were the only goal, he could have just targeted his father.
Plan A
1. Pretend to be incompetent and get kicked out of the family → Success!
2. Meet Ryan and follow him → Success!
3. Find out Ryan's true intentions
4. ...
Finally, it was time to find out Ryan's true intentions in eliminating all of the family members.
“You ate, wore, and enjoyed everything you've ever done. You really didn't know how much power you were enjoying on the filthy scale?”
Before returning, our first meeting. He seemed to have a strong hatred for his family.
“If you kill innocent people indiscriminately, you’ll have a terrible dream.”
The kindness of trying to save my innocent lover.
By any chance, Ryan...
Could it be that he was trying to uproot with his own hands the corrupt family that was shaking the country?
The Wassenberg family, including the father, is almost rotten.
'So...'
Even if you get rid of your father, a second father will take his place.
'Knowing that he was the only one capable of stopping the criminal family, he took it upon himself to become a murderer and carry out the executions privately.'
That's Ryan's true intention, which I had only guessed with a one in ten thousand chance.
“Now pay child support for my daughter.”
A whim that helped me when I could have ignored it.
"Then you made it so I could get in? Who else here would be suffocating in this weather besides you?"
He is a strong man who can treat others like ants, but also has the humanity to be compassionate towards the weak.
He might have been a murderer obsessed with revenge.
Or not.
He might have been a murderer with a cause.
"Why?"
I opened my trembling lips.
"Why seek revenge? Because your father banished you from the family? Because he had the power to break you out of prison, but he didn't?"
Ryan looked at me. His golden eyes flickered for a moment, as if searching through old memories.
"...No."
After a while, Ryan said.
"I don't even remember being angry at my father for abandoning me. That doesn't really matter."
“...”
“You’re still young, so you might not understand, but our family is like rotten teeth in this empire.”
His tone was indifferent. But his eyes were burning brightly.
“If you don’t pull it out, it will all rot someday.”
At those words, my heart raced.
'Also.'
3. Find out Ryan's true intentions → Success!
“If not me, no one can do it.”
Burning eyes.
“I will destroy Wassenberg.”
“Are you Vania Wassenberg?”
First meeting.
It's the same look in your eyes as back then.
"Haha, that's scary. A person with no ability destroys Wassenberg. You know, it's ridiculous, right?"
Ryan, who had been laughing playfully, suddenly hardened his expression with a fierce expression.
“But I will do it.”
Ryan, who had picked up the pick again, placed his hand on my head.
"If I fail, I'll die, of course. If you stay by my side, then you'll die too. That's why I'm telling you to go."
“...”
"If you don't want to die, you shouldn't be with me. For the sake of your future, it wouldn't be good for you to be associated with me, a criminal. Can you make that judgment?"
Ryan laughed and ruffled my hair.
“Oh, and just in case. Even if you eventually gain the ability to use it... don’t go back home.”
“...”
I burst out laughing too, looking at Ryan smiling.
This scary man was comically worried about his half-sister, whom he had just met today, and who was no different from any other person.
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