“Look, a nice gift!”

Despite my protests, the maids were unyieldingly adamant.

“That’s not a gift! That’s a clear threat to Master Cien!”

“Kill that ferocious creature at once.”

Interrupting the maids’ words, I shouted loudly.

“No! I like goblins!”

The cute goblin I’d always wanted!

Pushing aside the maids, I clenched my fist tightly and happily ran toward Blin.

Before long, the carriage arrived in the field of our estate.

Inside the carriage, Delphia’s servant and the goblin were looking at me with innocent eyes.

Trembling, Delphia’s servant relayed a message to me.

“So, um… the news that Master Cien likes goblins… II apologize.”

“Why apologize?!”

“To send such a monstrous thing as a gift… Lady Delphia loves her pranks, so…”

I tilted my head at the servant’s words.

Then, with a heart full of happiness, I looked at the goblin.

The goblin couldn’t speak, but it was glaring at me with a villainous expression.

So cute.

“I like Blin!”

“BlBlin…?”

Already settled on a nickname.

“A nickname!”

Surname is Mr. Go!

First name is Blin!

(This is a time separator.)

Rumors spread far and wide.

They said Delphia Mirmode was mad, collecting all sorts of monster poisons and malicious magical tools indiscriminately.

The prevailing opinion was that Delphia was jockeying for position in the line of succession, but well…

…the reality was a bit different.

All the monster poisons and malicious magical tools that Delphia collected…

“Hehe, Dad, what do you think?”

Were in my, Cien’s, hands.

I sneered and touched my lips.

“Let’s eat toast quickly, Cien… It’s dinner time.”

“Mhm!”

While I was eating toast heartily, Dad spoke with a complex expression.

“The goblin is in the underground dungeon… No, the underground.”

“Gasp. Underground? My Blin! My companion monster!”

Seeing my slightly sulky look, Dad spoke cautiously.

“Blin… seems to like the darkness a lot…”

Dad murmured, doing a dry hand wash and showing a complex expression.

“How did our daughter come to like something like a goblin…”

I snapped him back to reality.

“Dad. You have to adapt now.”

“…”

“From now on, Cien will be a very terrifying demon…”

As I spoke ominously, Dad asked with a complicated expression.

“How did you… come to like such terrifying things, Cien?”

“Just. Cien has always been like this.”

Dad licked his lips and stopped speaking.

“…”

To change the topic, I blinked several times.

“Dad, but you know, Sister Delphia seems a bit okay.”

Thankfully, Dad joined in on my change of topic.

Although his face was a bit unsatisfied.

“…Were you charmed by the gift?”

I shook the letter I had pocketed and said,

“She gave me both Blin and a letter… Hmm, nice.”

The contents of the letter she wrote were a bit vague, though…

[Come to me if you’re collecting healers to become stronger. If Matthias Mirmode bullies you or tries to kill you.]

She seems to have a severe misunderstanding about Dad.

I carefully spoke so as not to upset Dad.

“But, that sister, she sees Dad too negatively!”

“Is…that so?”

“Mhm. She says to come to her if Dad bullies me. Where would you find someone as cold as our Dad?”

The one issue with Delphia was just that.

She sees our kind and good Dad as a villain.

But well…
Within the family, it being the subject of gossip was rather beneficial.

I decided not to correct that particular aspect, and resolved to move on to the next step.

“Huh, I’ll write a reply now!”

I called for the maid sister and promptly got a quill and paper.

Throughout this, my father’s deep, abysslike eyes were fixed on me, but the important thing was to write the letter, so I ignored it for now.

At the dinner table, I took the quill and began to write a very polite letter.

[Dear, our father is absolutely not a fool. Not a pushover either, he’s incredibly terrible.

Actually… his personality is similar to a demon.

Surprised? Scared?]

I wrote this much in crooked handwriting and hesitated slightly.

What Delphia is most fond of lately is…

[Then, I’ll visit next time. Bye.]

This seemed like a rather polite letter all things considered.

I looked at the letter I hadn’t written in a while and felt quite proud.

I folded the letter neatly and handed it to the maid sister.

My father watched with a shocked expression as I diligently wrote the letter.

(Time separator)

When the excited maid left the dinner table with a cute butt dance, Matthias felt the need to reinvestigate why she behaved this way.

Upon investigation, it was clear that Delphia Mirmode had been utterly broken and was sacrificing everything for the maid…

What could she have possibly talked about with the maid to be so enchanted?

Although the maid was cute, even to a father who is hard to fool, something was strange about this situation.

Unable to ignore anything suspicious regarding the maid, he decided to dispatch an investigation team right away.

Minutes later, Matthias’s word gathered the servants.

“The maid is being influenced by this household.”

“Yes, Lord Matthias.”