How to Be a Dark Hero’s Daughter

“Poor senior Leon,” Jade muttered.

“After all, he just repaid his sister’s enemy, but now all that’s left is for him to be happy.”

“Do you really believe that a person who committed murder can be happy?”

“I never thought that way before. Well, I don’t know. Now-”

Jade looked out the window.

Leticia was playing with a ball in the garden. Her chubby arms and legs chasing the bouncing ball, and strawberry blonde hair.

He might soon know what happiness means. Such a thought came to mind. Jade rested her chin on her armrest.

“Lately, I get happy when I see someone. Anytime, anywhere.”

There was no need to explain that ‘someone’ referred to Leticia.

“You’re my son, but I really can’t read you.”

“I’m Father’s son, that’s why,” Jade replied bluntly.

“I have a lot of fun playing with Leticia these days, you don’t have to pretend to care about me. It’s creepy for my father to do that.”

“…Young master.”

Zion said carefully.

“I told you to act like furniture when we talk, right?”

Collen handed the newspaper to Zion. Zion accepted it silently.

“Leticia shouldn’t see this article. If she cries so pitifully just because she feels sorry for a woman she’s never seen before, she’ll cry her eyes out if she finds out about Leon’s situation.”

Zion blinked and obediently replied.

“Yes, I will.”

“She’ll forget it soon anyway. Anyway, there are other priorities now. A strange murder case is underway in the capital.”

Zion asked carefully:

“Is it going badly?”

“It’s weird,” Collen bit his lip. “Why do I feel like I’ve been challenged? But this time there is no red flower. I continue to chase someone’s shadow.”

“…”

“I killed the children that I saved and sent out of many twins, in such a grotesque way. Did even the ghosts of those I killed in the past come back to avenge the twins?”

“You’re thinking too much.”

“Well, I wonder.”

Collen said languidly.

“Keep an eye on Leticia so she can’t wander around alone for a while. And if Marianne wants to see Leticia, tell her to come to the house.”

“I understand.”

Zion nodded silently.

* * *

Winter has come.

While Cullen and Jade were still busy, Zion told me not to go out and play alone.

“Can’t I play outside for a little while?”

“Miss, it’s cold outside. You went for a walk this morning, didn’t you? You’ll catch a cold.”

“But the sun is out now. Just for a little bit… please?”

Zion cleared his throat and coughed. He rang the bell and called the maids.

“Just for a little while, yes?”

“Okay!”

I looked glum as Zion coughed.

I quickly put on my coat and went outside before Zion could change his mind.

“Miss, put on one more layer.”

“If I put on any more, I’ll look like a snowman.”

“A warm snowman is better than a sick person.”

When Zion gestured, the maids placed a chinchilla fur cape over my coat.

I played with the ball while wearing gloves. The maids, who were warmly dressed, smiled as they watched over me.

“It’s fun inside too, but it’s stuffy…”

I bounced the ball, wearing gloves. The maids, who were warmly dressed, smiled as they watched over me.

“Ah…”

Then the ball rolled towards the wall. I ran after the ball.

“I’ll bring it. Don’t go alone.”

“Just wait a minute. I’ll just get the ball quickly!”

The maids didn’t want to run because of me. The ball hit the wall and stopped.

“Huh? What’s this?”

Something sparkled on the ground. I leaned over.

There was a crack in the high wall of the duke’s estate. In a crack so small that even a mouse couldn’t squeeze through it, there was a blue rose lying there.

“The blue rose season is over.”

I bent down and picked up the blue rose. It was the same mysterious blue color as the blue roses on Lennox Island.

‘Did they use a special chemical to keep it from withering?’

I tilted my head. Or maybe it’s a dyed rose.

‘Did someone leave it on purpose?’

Lennox Island, the pitiful twins who were trying to get avenge their younger sister, the mysterious island where blue roses bloom, and Leon who handed me the rose.

Memories like that flashed through my mind in an instant.

Did Leon come and go?

Although the rose was slightly withered, but the rose still had a faint life to it.

Maybe that’s right. I thought to myself. The maids called me.

“Lady, come here quickly.”

“Yes.”

I put down the rose.

Although I felt sorry for the fallen rose, I glanced at it once again, but it had wilted…

<Academy Grudge Settlement Murder> case closed.