In the empire, there are stars of people.
Since it would be too much to list them all, if I were to pick only the most pivotal figures.
The wise ruler, Cain Barba.
The red-eyed chancellor, Bernstein.
And the hero of the west——
Ascal Erendale.
He had served as a Minister of Evaluation, earning nurous rits for the empire, vanquished dragons as a warrior, and ultimately chose the hardship of barren lands.
Yet, people wondered.
Why did he forsake the promised honor and wealth to depart for the Erindale estate?
For a ti, the capital buzzed with this story.
One of the most supported opinions was,
"He chose the difficult path to help people. He was a hero without greed."
Soone said,
"No, he left the capital on his own because his growing influence might threaten the new emperor. A true loyalist indeed."
And soone else,
"Did you hear the Count of Erindale died?"
*?"
"Choked on a sausage and died suddenly."
Alas, Ascal Erindale.
Passed away.
At the funeral,
"Oh my lord! How can you leave us so soon! What about the jeweled frog I bought!"
*Please na my child before you go!"
"You promised to recomnd stocks today!"
The estate's people began to cling to the coffin and wail.
"Ahem. Everyone, please step back a bit."
Aileen waved her hand.
People stepped back, feeling awkward.
"Was that too much?"
"I understand your sincerity."
Aileen recited the eulogy one last ti, then stroked the coffin. Thump, thump.
The coffin began to shake.
And then.
The lid opened, and a man with black hair rose from within.
Aileen asked.
"How do you feel today?"
"My throat hurts. Be more careful when putting in the coffin next ti."
Ascal rose and looked around.
Even though a dead man had co back to life, no one was surprised.
It seed they had grown accustod to it.
"Thank you all for gathering despite being busy."
"Why not? We must be present for the lord's resurrection. Isn't the church a place of resurrection?"
"I leave today with good spirits as well."
The people shook hands with Ascal and then left the funeral hall (church).
When Ascal first died from choking on a sausage, there was a procession of mourning and sorrow inside and outside the
church, but after several resurrections, now only about ten people gathered.
It seems even resurrection can beco tireso after a while.
"What did God say today?"
"He said if we see each other too often, we might grow fond. So, co moderately."
That made sense since it was his tenth resurrection.
Ascal dusted off his clothes and stepped outside.
Lia would be waiting in the office.
Any possessor would sympathize.
After rolling around in this world for decades, one can hardly rember what the original world was like.
Was it the butterfly that dread, or was I the butterfly's dream? But then again, butterflies don't have to work, do they?
"Welco back, dear."
"Lia."
Lia approached Ascal and hugged him tightly.
Her soft hair tickled Ascal's neck. Today's scent was milk baobab.
Life is indeed an enigma.
Who would have thought that the tyrant Yulia Barba would beco his fiancée?
"You must be tired from dying? Let thoroughly relax your body."
Lia pushed Ascal onto the floor, where a soft carpet lay.
Then she pressed her body against his, her long white fingers attacking the gaps
his clothes.
"No, not there."
"Why not?"
4
It feels as if the roles have been reversed.
Or have they not?
Ascal enjoyed the timid resistance-moderate defiance is beneficial in a relationship-while secretly relishing the touch.
Then, eyes t.
Eyes resembling athysts.
It was Serena.
"Ahem. Were you here, Serena?"
Ascal awkwardly tried to stand up.
"Hm? No, don't mind . Continue what you were doing."
Serena, leaning casually on the chair, watched the scene unfold.
Ascal broke out in a cold sweat.
"She said to continue."
Let say this in advance.
Having two girlfriends is never a good thing.
A girlfriend is not soone you can switch out at will. Whether you like it or not, they are always a part of your life,
significantly influencing each other's lives...
"What are you doing, Ascal?"
Lia looked down at Ascal nonchalantly.
Then, she sared cream on her bare skin and smiled styly.
"Lick it
Atmosphere breaker.
That was Sushia.
"Hmm, hmm. Since we have a guest, let's stop here for today..."
Ascal sighed.
He wanted to use Sushia as an excuse to escape this precarious situation.
But then.
"This child, they say she's the lord's daughter!"
Huh?
What did I just hear?
Ascal lifted his head from his crouching position.
There, holding Sushia's hand, was a young girl who looked to be about four or five years old.
"Daddy!"
The girl with black hair imdiately bead with a bright smile upon seeing Ascal.
Yulia smiled too.
Serena smiled as well.
Ascal felt like dying all over again.
'I haven't even gone through the resurrection cooldown yet...'
Let's sort this out.
In front of Serena, Lia deliberately displayed affection towards him.
And amidst that, Sushia entered the office, and just when he thought he was revived, she brought a child claiming it was his
own.
... Of course, it's an absurd story.
It's unbelievable.
"Do they resemble each other, darling, and this child?"
If only the girl's face didn't look exactly like his.
Naturally, words began to combine in the minds of the two won.
Hidden child, affair, illegitimate.
Imprisonnt, execution.
"It's unjust."
Ascal felt wronged.
Because he truly was wronged.
But fear not.
Even if bitten by a tiger, if one keeps their wits.
"hehehe, daddy."
One can feel the sensation of being eaten alive.
"Susia, where did you find this child?"
"I brought her here after she got lost in the domain. When I asked about her parents, she said they were here."
"What did I say, it's just a simple happening. Child, what is your na?"
The girl answered cheerfully.
"It's Isolet!"
"Is that so. And your father's na?"
"Askal Erindale."
“......
Amidst this, the girl tightly hugged Askal's leg.
The gazes of the two won grew colder.
"It seems we need to have a lot of conversation."
"I agree this ti."
Then.
Isolet looked at Yulia, tilted her head, and then shouted loudly.
"Mommy!"
*.....Mommy?"
Serena looked at Yulia suspiciously.
And then Isolet turned to Serena and smiled slyly.
"Another mommy!"
"......What?"
Yulia and Serena were thrown into confusion.
"How can this be, you called mommy earlier! What's going on, Isolet!"
"Yes. You're right. All the mommies are here!"
It must be nice to have not two, but three mommies.
Askal swallowed his words.
*......Surely you don't call every woman mommy, do you?"
"No, in this world, there are only three mothers!"
"Can you na all the mothers?" "Yulia, Serena, Sushia!" Good heavens, in this world.
Everyone in the office was at a loss for words.
But why is Sushia included?
'She doesn't seem to be lying!
Considering the face that strikingly resembles her own, and all the reactions thus far.
There's only one conclusion.
"This child, she must have co from the future."
This child is indeed my daughter.
After a lengthy interrogation and explanation, the three won ca to accept that the girl nad Isollet was their
daughter.
Indeed, matching even the location of birthmarks and sleeping habits, they had no choice but to believe.
"...Assuming that's the case, who is the mother who gave birth to this child?"
Lia asked.
Serena, who had been hesitating, answered.
"Probably, it's ."
"Why do you think so?"
"Because her na Isollet. Isollet is the na of the heroine in a play I love."
Then Sushia interjected.
"No! I've been fidgeting with my pinky finger, and that's a habit I had when I was young! There's no doubt I'm the one who
gave birth to this child!"
"What are you talking about? I'm telling you, I gave birth to her."
"I might have given birth to her, too."
Suddenly, a rare scene unfolded where each claid to have given birth.
Instead of becoming King Solomon and dividing the child into three, Ascal asked one thing.
"Isollet. What is your father called in the future you ca from?"
"The Western Duke!"
Phew.
The Western Duke, that's quite alright.
Ascal lifted Isollet onto his shoulders with a satisfied expression.
Isolde laughed with glee, "Kyaa," enjoying herself.
Then.
"My lord, you must co out! So girl is causing a scene here, claiming her father is present!"
What's the matter this ti?
It didn't take long for Ascal to encounter the instigator of the incident.
A girl, appearing to be in her teens, with golden hair.
As soon as the girl saw Ascal, she smiled broadly.
"Papa!"
Real chaos has ensued.
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