Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

[Noren's Perspective]

I'm so scared...

I'm sure I'll get yelled at...

But...it really was my fault...

I don't care anymore, no matter how much I get scolded, I have to obediently admit my mistake.

Everyone... is actually a very nice person.

Everyone is...

After mentally preparing myself, I finally pushed open the door.

But it wasn't the scene I imagined, where everyone was extremely anxious.

The hall was brightly lit...

Only Aisha was lying on the sofa watching me.

Why did it turn out like this...?

I stood in the entryway, too afraid to go inside.

"Yo."

Aisha spoke, each word like a small pebble thrown at her.

"Isn't this the eldest daughter of the Greirat family who ran away from home? Why are you back? Did you forget to bring the Panpan Menier cake?"

I opened my mouth, but couldn't say anything.

I wanted to apologize, but looking at her, I just couldn't say it...

"What's wrong? You've forgotten how to speak after going out for a while?"

She jumped off the sofa and paused as she passed by me.

I took half a step back, and my lower back hit the door panel.

Then......

She slapped me, and half of my face burned.

"Hmph! You wouldn't happen to be thinking of what Dad mentioned, wanting to die alone somewhere no one can see you, so everyone will worry and feel guilty looking at your corpse in the end, would you?"

Do not......

No...

Before I could even react, she had already pushed me aside, opened the door, and left.

Is she going to avoid me again?

"That's not it..." I finally managed to squeeze out the words, my throat tight and sore, "I'm sorry... it's all my fault... it's all my fault..."

I must have cried, because my vision was blurry.

She stood there for a while, then turned back, stood in front of me, and looked up at me.

Her lips were tightly pursed, her chest heaving, and her fists clenched at her sides, as if she was still very angry, but her eyes were no longer so sharp.

"Stop crying!"

Her voice was still fierce, but a little lower.

"As for an apology... save that for when you talk to the person who came looking for you..."

Then she went out of the house and stood on the street outside.

"No... I... wanted to apologize to you..."

She turned to look at me, then grabbed my wrist. Her hand was warm and held me tightly, as if afraid I would run away again. I stumbled after her.

She raised her other hand, palm up, and a ball of fire leaped from her hand, shooting straight into the night sky, exploding overhead and scattering into countless tiny sparks, like fireworks, illuminating half the street.

Tears made everything sparkle.

"Don't be afraid, that's me sending a signal to the others. They'll know it's you when they see it."

"Um......"

Have you eaten yet?

I instinctively wanted to shake my head, but then I remembered that another woman had taken me to eat soup at the shop earlier, so I whispered, "I've already eaten."

She hummed in agreement and didn't say anything more, but continued to hold my hand and walk into the house.

I looked at her small figure from behind; she was about the same height as me, yet so different.

I remember the first time we met, the way she smiled at me.

At that time, she sat on the sofa, a candy in her mouth, her eyes sparkling, like the softest and brightest part of this beautiful house.

She was probably saying hello to me.

She was clearly the first person to care about me...

She didn't do anything wrong...

She was the one who was hurt...

But what have I done?

She brought her father into the picture and ruined her happy life; clearly, it was her father who was in the wrong.

I was the only one who didn't realize the truth and said some very bad things to her.

But she forgave me so easily and immediately asked if I was hungry.

I couldn't help but call out to her.

"Aisha".

"what."

"I'm sorry." I started crying again, this time unable to even hold back my sobs. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come here. I'm the one who made you... I said those things to you, and I stayed in your house, making you hide from me every day..."

She suddenly stopped, turned around, and her face darkened.

"Who told you that?"

I lowered my head, not daring to look at her.

"It's...it's Brother Kino."

She cursed softly, so softly that I didn't hear what she said.

Then she slapped her face, took a deep breath, and looked at me.

"I'm not avoiding you, I just don't know how to stay in the same room with you."

"Actually... me too... I feel like I belong to a completely different world..."

"What do you mean?"

"I...I'm not quite sure either..."

"But we'll be spending time together eventually, so you can take your time and start by telling us about yourself."

As she spoke, Aisha pulled me onto the sofa, then poured me a glass of sparkling water with a slice of lemon, and handed it to me.

"But...where should I begin?"

"Do whatever you want... I'll ask if there's anything I don't understand."

"Let's start with the time I spent with my dad before."

"I already told you, it's up to you."

"Um......"

I need to think about it for a bit...

What comes to mind is...

"A while ago, when my dad and I were crossing the Red Dragon's Upper Jaw, the wind was really cold, but my dad was worried that I would get cold, so he wrapped me up tightly in his heated dragon skin cloak."

"Um."

"But I still caught a cold in the end..."

"Children's temperatures fluctuate, so catching a cold is normal."

"At that time... my dad took me to find a doctor for a long time, and even spent the little money he had to pay to have someone perform a detoxification magic trick on me."

"You can't even do basic detoxification magic, what an idiot."

"Do you know how?"

"Of course I can."

"..."

I knew it. Aisha is so smart, she definitely would...

"and then?"

"Then... I got sick. My dad took me to see a doctor for a long time and spent the little money he had to pay to have him use a detoxification magic trick to cure me."

As a result, Dad didn't have much money left.

On the way back, even though Dad hadn't eaten much, he still wanted to feed me first, and he pretended not to be hungry.

He kept saying that everything would be alright once he found Trevor.

Just thinking about how my father looked back then makes me burst into tears.

He was clearly the coldest and hungriest, but I always ended up holding him back.

When he left, I really wanted to leave with him, but the thought of how useless I was made me so angry.

"Don't cry... I don't like seeing people cry, and I especially don't like wiping away their tears..."

"Um......"

I wiped my face haphazardly and then held back my sobs.

"When we arrived in Sharia, my father and I asked everyone we passed by at school, but we couldn't find any information about Trevor."

At the time, I just felt that my brother was a big liar...

My dad was sitting in the chair, and he looked so tired... I didn't know what to do..."

"and then?"

"Fortunately, someone later took us to the headmaster. The headmaster only said that Trevor had enrolled secretly and was doing something very important, but he refused to reveal any information about Trevor no matter what."

In the end, Dad even knelt down and kowtowed to the principal.

He hesitated for a long time before having someone lead the way, bringing us here.

"Well, our family's location is a secret, so it's impossible for just anyone to know the exact location."

There will be another chapter after midnight.