The anger that had been building up for a long time almost exploded.

"Is it okay that my eyes are born like this? Also, isn't it a basic courtesy to look at the other person when talking?"

Is this uncle deliberately looking for trouble?

"That's not okay, I am the only one who can keep an eye on my baby girl."

"I can't stand it... It's the first time I've seen a severe daughter-in-law."

I mumbled dissatisfiedly.

"Stop talking! What do you know? This is great fatherly love, fatherly love!"

"Okay! Stop yelling!"

The girl quickly grabbed the store manager, and then looked at me apologetically:

"Sorry for making you laugh..."

"It's okay, little sister."

Compared with the grumpy store manager, the girl has become an extremely kind existence in my heart.

"Hey! You kid! Try calling my baby girl 'little sister' again?! You are no big or small!"

I suddenly became furious.

"Hmm? I just called you. Is there a problem? Little sister, little sister, little sister~~"

"Um...please don't do that. After all, you look about the same age as me. To be honest...it's a bit disgusting..."

"...Yes."

The girl's words were like a basin of cold water. Realizing that what I said was extremely childish, I immediately lowered my head and admitted my mistake.

"Huh hahaha! Did you see that, brat? My baby girl is standing over me——"

"Dad, please shut up."

"Yes..."

However, this silence only lasted less than ten minutes, because the girl suddenly remembered that she had left her luggage at the hotel, so she hurried away.

Before leaving, she left a message:

"I'll get back to you soon, don't quarrel!"

Well, young people always like to say things that cannot be realized.

So, the store manager and I started quarreling again while glaring at each other.

The quarrel didn't end until thirty minutes later because both parties were tired.

"Damn it... the smelly boy is still young, but his mouth is very flexible... Phew... Phew..."

"Huh...you are...were you the one who used to help people quarrel?"

We leaned on the carriage and our brains were a little starved of oxygen.

"Stop talking nonsense! I used to be the chef of the Marquis...don't compare me with people who have nothing to do!"

"..."

No wonder your cooking skills are amazing, I can’t refute it.

Having no strength to argue anymore, I regained my sanity.

This uncle doesn't look like someone who can lie, but he has actually served a nobleman like the Marquis. It's unbelievable... I have lived for more than a hundred years, and the highest-ranking nobleman I have ever seen is...

Just a viscount.

Hmm...that means he gave up such a precious position just to find a stable place for his daughter?

"..."

"..."

"Hey, uncle...can't you stay in our town anymore?"

I couldn't help but feel a little admiration.

"...Huh?"

"Ah what, aren't you leaving?"

"...I did it for my baby daughter."

The store manager's voice didn't sound very confident.

"Just because I had a nightmare?"

"Well...! Did she tell you?"

The weight on the other side of the carriage was reduced - because the store manager stood up suddenly.

"I told you, and tell me what this is...a curse or something like that."

"Tsk...that child..."

The store manager complained a little, then hesitated for a while, and then reluctantly said:

"Now that my precious daughter has told you, I can't let you know half of it...Who knows if you will talk nonsense everywhere!"

"..."

I'm not a talkative person, okay?

"Let me tell you first, it's not a curse! A curse or anything like that... It's just a humble statement from my precious daughter!"

"...That's it."

Well, I originally thought he could say something objective, but I didn't expect this uncle to be more neurotic than his daughter.

"What? Don't believe it?"

"More or less, you can't completely believe it no matter what, right?"

"Hmph, I've come to this point and still doubt it, I'm really an ignorant brat!"

"I really don't know how far you've gone. I just know that you got impatient as soon as you started explaining."

"Tsk, trouble."

"..."

I'm too lazy to argue.

This guy probably doesn't have any patience for anyone other than his daughter - I know that from previous arguments.

But I had no desire to quarrel with him anymore, I just waited coldly for his next words.

"..."

"Go on, uncle."

"Continue with what?"

"Curse, curse, didn't you say you can't let me know a little bit about it? Have you forgotten what you said a few minutes ago?"

"Hmph...you are quite persistent."

You are obviously too impatient.

"..."

"I tell you that you don't understand either..."

I heard the store manager sigh heavily, as if he was making some kind of compromise.

"..."

"So, are you really running around because of nightmares?"

"So what?"

"You volunteered?"

"I took the initiative to propose it to my precious daughter. Do you have any opinion?"

"..."

This time it was my turn to sigh.

"Well, this is your freedom, as long as you have no objection..."

The person involved has the supreme right to make a choice. As an irrelevant person, I can at best stand aside and be dumbfounded.

Forget it, they are free to do what they want, I am just satisfying my curiosity.

"Bye, uncle."

I lost all interest, said hello and prepared to leave.

If I stay any longer, the warmth mark on my clothes will become ineffective due to lack of magic power, and I, who cannot use magic, will have to die of cold.
To be continued...