I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

29. The body is an adult, the mind is a child!

My mood briefly became complicated; to put it simply: relieved, nervous, yet a bit… excited.

The sense of relief came from Phyllo’s behavior, as if it gave me the feeling that “my daughter has finally grown up!” It was like when she used to know nothing and just clung to me as her “father,” but one day, out of the blue, she came to me and seriously said, “When I grow up, I want to marry you.”

The tension… well, it was precisely because of this: If last time Phyllo was merely imitating, not understanding anything, and trying to “acknowledge me as her master,” then this time, after absorbing a lot of strange knowledge about what it means to “acknowledge a master,” she was seriously requesting my “blessing.” How could I not be nervous?

As for the slight excitement… I suppose there was no helping it. After all, Phyllo isn’t truly my “daughter,” and the actions she was now taking, under the influence of her suddenly matured body, were exponentially more powerful !

In the blink of an eye, Phyllo had already climbed onto my shoulders and was leaning close to my face. Her breath was faint, her eyes vacant, yet her voice carried a sense of determination. Fortunately, this little girl hadn’t yet learned Louise’s devilish “soul-snatching technique,” otherwise… In my eyes, her crimson-red pupils too held a kind of allure, one that could almost “suck in” others’ thoughts.

I… couldn’t think of any other way to handle it. I could only avert my gaze and speak to cover up my feelings.

“Did Nilu tell you to do this?”

Phyllo shook her head. “It has nothing to do with Lord Nilu. I simply wish to become the ‘King’s’ fairy. That is my ‘mission’ now.”

Don’t make it sound like acknowledging a master is your only reason for existence.

I didn’t have time to respond because, compared to words, Phyllo clearly preferred action. She was already “prepared” and seized the moment, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and kissing me.

Moist and sweet, it seeped into my lips, and I quickly shook off those dangerous feelings. Because, this time, Phyllo truly stopped at that. She wasn’t after “foreplay”—she probably just wanted to acknowledge me in this way. A kiss, and then willingly accepting me. This was the one-sided way for the fairies to acknowledge their master, and I’d been tricked by this several times already.

But this time…

“Huh? Why… didn’t it work?”

Phyllo, who had merely brushed her lips against mine, quickly pulled away, looking puzzled.

Haha, don’t understand it, do you, little sister?

How many times have I been tricked by this move? How could I not be on guard? In the past, I had no way out, but now, I can rewrite the script and stop it from happening before “acknowledging the master” becomes a reality.

“Because I don’t want it to succeed.”

“Does the ‘King’ dislike Phyllo? But… Phyllo could also offer her power and body to the ‘King,’ just like Lady Kefier…”

“It’s not about the body!”

Stop talking about the body and sacrifices, it’s making me not know where to look. Phyllo, you must’ve forgotten that you’re still straddling me, and… you’re no longer that cute “little midget” I used to hold. Holding you now, even if the fruit is still green, sometimes… one can’t help but wonder just how juicy it might be.

No other reason—this is just the instinctual reaction of any normal man, and I’m no exception. If I were to shift the blame, it would be: men are all pigs.

“It’s just that I feel it’s not the right time now.”

“Why? Filo’s body will remember the shape of the ‘King’…”

You should just shut up.

I hurriedly covered Filo’s mouth to prevent her from saying anything even more outrageous. I wondered where she had learned all this nonsense since no one had interacted with her recently.

“Recognizing a master is not a child’s play, but Filo… have you thought it through?”

As I guessed, Filo tilted her head, “Thought?”

“Aren’t you just planning nothing at all?”

It seemed that her “thinking” ended at “recognizing the master.”

“What I mean is, what do you want to do after recognizing a master, what can you do? I don’t mind the strength of the fairies, but… my situation is quite special. A naive fairy like you following me won’ t lead to anything good. I… can’t always ensure your safety. Filo, if you really want to find a ‘master,’ then Nilu and the others might be more suitable for you.”

After a pause, I expressed Filo’s current thoughts, which might… also be my doubts and the reasons for rejecting her.

“Filo, the first thing you need to clarify is: do you really want to ‘recognize a master’ with me, or are you just looking for a master, and this time that master happens to be me?”

I wouldn’t mind accepting a new fairy. As for Kefir, she might be jealous for a day or two, but she would definitely accept Filo’s presence.

But: does Filo really “like me,” “like being my fairy” enough to want to recognize me as her master? This might just be my narcissism; the script doesn’t specify, but I feel that Filo seems to just want a “master.” If she had encountered someone like Socrates or Aristotle instead of Euclid, the outcome would probably be the same.

I didn’t want to be too narcissistic, nor did I want to be too “straight man,” so this question had to be clarified by Filo herself. After all, she looked just as confused, probably not even understanding her own thoughts.

“But I can offer everything to the ‘King’… I can do the same thing that Lady Kefir did to you that night.”

Which night? No, wait! Don’t keep steering the conversation that way!

“None of that matters, Filo. What you need to understand now is: what a master truly is, and whether you really want to choose me.”

The script has already appeared.

【Filo is hesitating on how to recognize a master.】

The content also let me know the fairy’s thoughts in front of me, and by the way… that little bit of “guilt” also vanished without a trace. I could finally carry Filo down from me without changing my expression.

“Your ‘recognition of a master’ will be temporarily kept by me. Next, Northern Ireland will enjoy a period of peace. It’s fine for you to look for other fairies to understand and learn from. Consider your feelings carefully before deciding whether to walk the tightrope in front of me like just now.”

Saying this, I tried to scare the fairy a little, “If you don’t think it through next time, be careful that I really might ‘devour’ you~”

“!”

Philo nodded seriously, then… turned and ran away.

Why does she so desperately wish for a “master”? Aren’t fairies freer without a master? I didn’t force her to recognize a master.

Though I was puzzled by this, I didn’t dwell on it. Anyway, I didn’t deceive Philo; she has plenty of time to learn. Because…

I need to get busy, after all, the source of the “chaos” has temporarily disappeared, and Northern Ireland is waiting to be “dealt with.” Kephir should be contacting the queen now.

And from my perspective, given Louise’s personality…

She’s likely to “personally lead the charge.”

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The fire coupons from last month’s monthly ticket will be credited to the account tomorrow. This time I absolutely won’t forget. (X)