Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

Speaking of it.

Paul paused.

I was so engrossed in Paul's glamorous adventures that I didn't immediately catch up.

"Alright, you roughly know the rest."

Paul waved his hand and said.

"Meeting Janis, and then hastily disbanding Black Wolf Fang... Tch, when I was young, I was simply a combination of scum, bastard, and degenerate. It's truly unbearable to look back on."

"...In my opinion, my father is a competent man now."

I shrugged and said.

That's right.

Paul used to be a scumbag.

But people do grow.

No one remains unchanged.

“I’m so glad you said that, Rudy, you’re my pride…”

Paul poured himself another full glass of wine.

"What I'm trying to say is that... any child in the Grerat family, whether male or female, will develop feelings for the opposite sex at a young age."

"..."

"Rudy, aren't you the same way?"

"Um……"

That's right.

Leaving aside myself, Ars has also been quite lecherous since childhood.

He has a particular fondness for Alice's large breasts.

"Rudy, when was your first time?"

Paul suddenly asked.

"Eh?"

"Tell me about it, but Dad won't tell anyone."

"There's nothing I can't say, I'm thirteen."

"Oh? With whom?"

"There's no need to explain this, is there?"

"Forget it if you don't tell me."

Paul continued drinking.

They stopped pouring me drinks and started chugging them down the bottle.

He looked like he was about to get himself drunk.

"Hiccup, I was nine years old when I first had it."

Paul, reeking of alcohol, uttered some outrageous words.

"It was with the maid in the house... not Lilia. I hadn't left the Notos family yet. It was with the Notos family's maid."

"That guy actively seduced me when I was only nine years old."

"Looking back now, I guess he wanted to use my status as the eldest son to climb the social ladder... although it was pointless."

A bottle of wine was finished.

Paul threw down the empty bottle, then rummaged around in the corner of the room for a while and opened a hidden compartment.

The room was densely packed with more than ten bottles of wine.

"Hiccup... Don't... tell your mother..."

"Of course not, but it would be better if Father drank less alcohol."

That's what I said.

Paul then took out two more bottles of wine and tossed one of them to me.

Then he continued drinking by himself.

He drank while reminiscing about the past.

"Lilia was about sixteen years old... Yes, if I remember correctly, that was her age. It was Lilia's first time, and I didn't have much experience myself, so I remember it very clearly..."

"..."

"Hmm... nine years old plus sixteen years old, half of that... is roughly twelve years old..."

Paul counted on his fingers, his words mumbled indistinctly.

What has this guy been saying all this time?

"Twelve years old? That's still a bit early."

Paul sighed with emotion.

"Um, Father, what exactly are you talking about?"

I couldn't help but ask.

However, Paul did not answer.

He simply leaned against the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, his hand supporting his chin, as if deep in thought.

I held that position for ten minutes.

Paul suddenly let out a long sigh of relief.

"Okay... I'm almost mentally prepared."

"What kind of mental preparation?"

“You can tell me now, Rudy.”

Paul brought his face close, staring intently at me with wide eyes.

"My lovely daughter, which bastard man has stolen her away?"

"..."

"Say it!"

“You’ve misunderstood, Father. Aisha wasn’t deceived by a man.”

"Huh? No?"

"Of course not, after all, Aisha is only 12 years old."

"Aha..."

After hearing what I said.

Paul breathed a sigh of relief.

"No... That's great, twelve years old is indeed a bit early... So, what is it you want to say?"

"Aisha ran away from home."

"Oh, I see..."

Paul nodded calmly.

then.

His face froze.

"what?"

269. Father and Son's Whispers (Part 2)

"You just said... Aisha... what happened?"

Paul stared at me blankly.

"She ran away from home."

"...Rudy, what exactly happened?"

"It's a long story."

I took the letter out of my pocket and slid it across the table toward Paul.

"Please take a look at the letter Aisha left before she left."

"Ah, um..."

Perhaps they were overwhelmed by information that was beyond their comprehension.

Paul took the letter and began to read it.

……

After reading the letter.

Paul silently placed the letter on the table, then leaned back on the sofa without saying a word.

"…Father?"

"Stop talking, Rudy, let me have some peace and quiet."

"Ah, um..."

……

The next half hour.