Reincarnated into an Otome Game? Who Cares! I'm Too Busy Mastering Magic!

My name is Siegmund Stefan Orculus.

He is the lord and marquis of the Orculus territory with his wife and daughter. I always intended to work for the people, for the country, and thus protect my wife and daughter.

I meant to.

I did my best to cool down my home environment. I scratched my feet trying to figure it out. But no matter what I did, my two depressed illnesses got worse every day, and I didn't even know how to treat each other with my wife Eleonore, whom I loved so much. That's how I wasted two years of my month.

And finally, the other day, from Oedipus, Eleonore's brother, Eleonore clearly received a proclamation that Eleonore and Alice would be taken home. But no matter how much I changed, I loved both of them, and I asked them to wait and get a little respite.

Alice has been sleeping for a long time, and suddenly taking her out and changing the environment could really kill her.

Oedipus, who heard it, looked bitter, complicated.

Oedipus was also one of those who adored Alice. Accepted and went home.

That's how Connie, the maid of honor, jumped in when she was holding her head in the study saying the day she was afraid was coming.

"Sir! The lady!!

"What's wrong with Alice?!

No way, no way.

I imagined the worst for too much momentum. But Connie said with joy in her face and crying.

"The lady is awake! That too, you're up...!!

The moment I heard that, I popped out of the study. Alphonse, the butler, also comes from behind.

If we're going to do what we promised Oedipus, maybe the time for Alice to recover is when she breaks up with her wife and daughter. Still, I couldn't help but run if I heard my daughter recovered enough to get up.

That's how I arrived in my daughter's room, and I was first amazed at what my daughter looked like.

Even though he always looked pale these days and only had a dark, tense look like a fright.

My daughter's face when she walked into the room was sobering, serene, with childish rosy cheeks.

"Alice...!

I rushed over and gently held my lying daughter's hand. Warm and weak palms.

"I didn't know I could do it anymore...!

Alice had been particularly asleep the past few days, talking to her every now and then when she was awake didn't even react, just staring into the void in the void. The signs were weak and he was going to die now.

That's why I was surprised.

When my daughter turned her face slightly this way, she looked closely at me.

Am I forgetting even the color of my daughter's eyes? I have so many different eyes than my daughter has ever had.

My daughter's eyes originally had a beautiful colour of pure gold, but now there dwelt tenderness and intelligence, as rich and lustrous as honey.

I tremble with emotion.

And then something even more amazing happened.

Oh, my God, my daughter smiled at me like an angel!

It's like, a weak but warm look to reassure me.

I collapsed and cried without any more exchanging. Alphonse is also rinsing his nose behind him.

But this was not the end of God's blessing.

"Oops, sweetheart..."

The fine soprano reaches my ear, and I turn to my daughter in a little bit. Is that your daughter you just talked to?

"Alice......? Now my voice...?

My daughter nodded small and continued.

"Oh, please, please stop talking to Connie, the maid, not to spread the word about me..."

I can no longer catch up with surprises, but anyway, it's my best favor to recover. I suspect this is an important story.

"Alphonse, I asked you!

"Yes, I did!

Alphonse was pretty upset just to be one of those people who adored Alice, just like her brother-in-law, but she moved quickly home to me with my voice.

"Alice...... oh Alice. You've really recovered."

I turn back to my daughter making sure the door in the room was closed, and I speak as I stroke my cheeks slowly. Even when touched by me, my daughter was not surprised or rejected, and accepted me with a smile. It's not even been two years.

I come in without running out of love.

"Father, I'm sorry... your mother and father are in big trouble because of me..."

To my surprise, my daughter seemed to have some idea of the current state of the mansion. But so far, it's not my daughter's fault. It's on me that I couldn't heal you or stand around well.

"It's okay, it's okay, Alice... I just need to recover like this. Just keep me alive......"

I can't stop crying over this miraculous recovery. I kept wetting my cheeks when I forgot how to stop crying, even though there had never been anything like crying in public.

"Thank you, Father...... But don't tell your mother yet..."

Is this why people pay? But why shouldn't we tell Eleonore?

"Why, I was more heartbroken by your illness than anyone else? I need to tell you quickly."

Against me who so questioned.

My daughter began to tell a different truth about her hair...