Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

[After a period of time]

[Nina's Perspective]

[The massage parlor sponsored by Lord Trevor]

"How is it, Miss Norren? Is that force enough?"

"Yes~ Yes~~~"

"Hmm~ I'm glad you're satisfied~~~"

Here I am again in this familiar place, having just enjoyed a full-body massage.

Then it was Noren's turn.

I was sitting on the comfortable foot massage sofa, while Norren, a tiny little thing, propped his face up with his arms and lay softly on my lap like a kitten.

I was gently kneading her back with both hands, but rather than giving her a massage, I was actually trying to tickle her.

Because the way she wriggles around under my delicate hands is just so adorable.

Aisha is a different story. That girl is very professional, and you can't fool her like that. She'll slap my thigh and complain loudly.

But I'm not one to show favoritism, so I'll be a little more serious from now on...

During this time, I took Norren to experience many things that I had never had the chance to do before.

This guy was so nervous at first that even his toes were tense, but now he's probably too comfortable, so he's completely relaxed and almost fell asleep with his eyes half-closed.

I knew it!

That's how kids should be!

How can you stay cooped up in the house all day, holding your breath and crying?

Although she looks kind of cute when she cries~~~

"Actually, Aisha originally planned for me to spend more time with you that day."

I spoke slowly, looking down at her little face.

"And then you just walked away from home for three hours, leaving me to be cornered at the intersection and given a real dressing down by Izawa Ruti."

"sorry......"

Noren buried his face in my shoulder.

I knew without even looking that her face must have turned red again.

"What good is 'sorry'? I've completely lost face."

I deliberately snapped at her, and she shrank back against me like a little animal.

"well......"

Suddenly I feel a little reluctant to talk about her...

Actually, I'm not in a position to judge Noren. When she ran away that day, my first reaction was fear, and my second was confusion.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do.

Aisha came up with a solution first.

Later, when I saw the signal Aisha gave me, I knew she had gone back, and I was furious.

Then, Izuru, who was blocking the intersection, pointed her finger at him and berated him for a long time. How embarrassing...

But what Lutty said makes sense. I should have kept a closer eye on her and talked to her more.

After all, she's just a shy little girl.

At the time, I thought that staying at home would be fine, and that as long as the door was closed, nothing would happen.

No wonder...

Seriously...

Who knew that this seemingly quiet child was harboring such a lot of anger inside?

Thinking of this, I stopped and gave her little bottom a couple of light pats.

"Back then, Aisha protected you, and you cried so bitterly, but you didn't even get a beating. Now this is the interest!"

"Actually... Aisha...she already hit me..."

"So you cried so much back then?"

"No...no..."

Noren's voice became even softer...

"I cried then, but when I was about to leave, I found the basement door was closed. I thought Aisha had locked me in the basement... I thought I couldn't get out... so I cried again..."

"Hahahaha~~~ You idiot! The switch was right next to you, you didn't press it yourself, and now you're blaming others for locking you?"

After forcibly picking her up, I turned her face, which I had hidden, towards me, so that I could take a good look at her shy, blushing little face!

So cute~~~

And we owe her a lot back then.

If she hadn't cried so loudly, I wouldn't have known that bastard actually had a basement hidden in his house.

And there are quite a few treasures inside!

I finally have a magic sword! I can become a magical girl now!

Although Aisha chased him away and he only took a sword, who knows, maybe that guy has a secret basement hidden in his villa in the Holy Land of Swords!

If I happen to find some treasure when I get back, I'll have enough money to open a clothing store!

Hehehehehe~~~

"Nina, you're drooling..."

not good!

Without realizing it, my mouth started to twitch and I even started drooling...

This is truly an insult to the image of this holy maiden...

Let's change the subject...

He pulled Norren closer and changed the subject to something lighter: "How was your day? Were you comfortable?"

She nodded, her eyes crinkling slightly.

"Hmm...it reminds me of when I was a child..."

"When you were little? What does that remind you of?"

She turned and sat in my lap, her voice softening.

"When I was a child... the bathroom in our village of Buyena didn't have heating."

So when it gets cold, Dad will take a shower first, making the bathroom full of warm steam.

While Mom was washing me, Dad had already gone to warm the bed.

After I finished showering, Mom wrapped me in a big towel, lifted me up, and ran outside, shouting, "Little beauty's out of the bath~~~" Then she pulled back the covers and threw me back in.

She said this with a smile on her face; she was such an ordinary and happy child...

"That was also the case when I was a child..."

"Huh? Nina, you..."

"It's very cold over there in the Holy Land of Swords... I didn't know the houses could be so warm until that bastard came."

In comparison, it's freezing cold every night.

To make a fire and boil water, you have to go far away to chop firewood.

Every night we would huddle together, snuggling in our parents' arms..."

Until later...

I didn't say anything more, and Norren obediently didn't ask any more questions...

We were both quiet for a while...

It's like soaking your body in lukewarm water; you can't move, and you don't want to move...

Noren's eyes slowly welled up with tears.

I pretended not to see, tilted my head back, and looked at the ceiling, trying not to let the tears fall.

She was probably thinking of her mother, just like me...

"Noren, will you blame your father?"

She seemed to have been gently poked by something and didn't answer immediately.

After a while, she slowly began to speak.

"At first... I didn't believe it at all... then I got very angry... but later... I wasn't so angry anymore."

"Why?"

"I don't know either......"

"My beloved father hurt my beloved mother... As a child... can I truly forgive him completely?"

"I have no idea......"

"I don't know either..."

We were all silent for a long time...