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Chapter 2

A Cautious Daughter

โ€œAhโ€ฆ ahโ€ฆโ€

Iris trembled as she looked at Aldo. Aldo didnโ€™t understand why his daughter was shaking even though her father had returned. In his hazy memory, all he could recall was his daughter clinging to him affectionately.

โ€œUm, whatโ€™s wrong, Iris?โ€

Aldo tried to act cheerful, not wanting Iris to notice his memory loss. If she found out, it might shock her, so he was being cautious.

โ€œUhโ€ฆ umโ€ฆโ€

Iris looked at Aldo suspiciously. Normally, as soon as he came home, heโ€™d start shouting, but now that wasnโ€™t happening, and it was throwing her off.

โ€œHey, itโ€™s me. Your father, Aldo. Are you alright? Havenโ€™t you forgotten me, have you?โ€

Aldo pointed at himself with an awkward smile, wonderingโ€”however unlikelyโ€”that perhaps sheโ€™d forgotten him after heโ€™d been away for a few days.

โ€œUmโ€ฆ yes, youโ€™re my fatherโ€ฆโ€

Iris nodded slightly. Since he wasnโ€™t shouting at her, Iris started to feel a little more at ease with him.

โ€œAlright, Iโ€™m glad you havenโ€™t forgotten. Are you okay? Nothing happened while I was away for a few days?โ€

โ€œNoโ€ฆ nothing happened.โ€

Iris answered, feeling uneasy about how different Aldo seemed. Internally, she worried that if she said anything wrong, this pleasant Aldo would turn back into his usual self.

โ€œAh, hahaโ€ฆโ€

An awkward silence fell between them. Aldo had planned to match his daughterโ€™s mood when he got home, but her energy was unexpectedly low.

Thinking about it, Aldo wondered if perhaps Iris was hungry. Judging by her thin figure, she probably hadnโ€™t been eating much.

โ€œIris, are you hungry?โ€

โ€œUmโ€ฆโ€

Iris averted her gaze, which Aldo interpreted as reluctance.

โ€œThereโ€™s no need to hold back. Weโ€™re family, after all.โ€

โ€œFamilyโ€ฆ!โ€

That word brightened Irisโ€™s face a little. Aldo had always denied their family bond, often using violence. So it made her happy to hear him recognize her as his daughter. As long as he saw her that way, she figured he wouldnโ€™t hurt her.

โ€œIris, is there anything youโ€™d like to eat?โ€

โ€œUmโ€ฆ anything is fine.โ€

โ€œAnything is the hardest answer.โ€

Aldo mumbled as he scratched his head. His casual remark struck a deep chord with Iris.

โ€œAh, Iโ€™m sorry! Iโ€™ll think of something right awayโ€ฆโ€

โ€œNo, I didnโ€™t mean it that way. Sorry.โ€

โ€œS-sorryโ€ฆ?โ€

It had been a long time since Iris heard him say that. Ever since her mother left, Aldo had never once apologized, even if she wasnโ€™t at fault. Heโ€™d shout, justifying himself, always convinced he was never wrong. Iris had come to believe she was a bad child, the cause of everything wrong.

But when Aldo apologized, Iris felt like her worth was finally being recognized.

โ€œUhโ€ฆ umโ€ฆโ€

โ€œWell, it doesnโ€™t have to be specific. You can just tell me if you want something sweet, or something spicy.โ€

โ€œUmโ€ฆ Iโ€™d like some sweet treats.โ€

Iris murmured. Sweets were a common craving, especially for a young girl.

โ€œSweet treats, huh? Alright, just wait a bit.โ€

Aldo immediately started making something. Fortunately, his wife had left her kitchen tools behind when she left. Though they were dusty and unused, they were still functional.

He gathered the ingredients he had around the house and began making simple cookies. Despite the limited ingredients, there was just enough to make something basic.

While baking the cookies, Aldo started a conversation with Iris.

โ€œIrisโ€ฆ um, am I that scary to you?โ€

Aldo asked casually, and Iris was taken aback. If she said โ€œyes,โ€ he might get angry, but if she lied, he might scold her for lying.

โ€œUmโ€ฆ wellโ€ฆโ€

At this point, Aldo was convinced. Even without an answer, he understood: Iris was scared of him. Since he had no memories, he had no idea what had happened between them, but from her reaction, he guessed he might have treated her terribly.

โ€œIโ€™m sorry, Iris. You donโ€™t have to answer if you donโ€™t want to.โ€

Aldo closed his mouth. In that silence, the cookies finished baking.

โ€œHere, Iris. The cookies are done. Try one.โ€

โ€œO-okay.โ€

Iris timidly took a cookie from him. They werenโ€™t particularly well-shaped, but heโ€™d made them with all his clumsy effort for her.

Aldo watched her carefully, hoping sheโ€™d enjoy the cookies he made.

After staring at the cookie for a moment, Iris gathered her courage and took a bite. A small crunch and the warmth still lingering in the cookie made her eyes sparkle.

โ€œItโ€™s deliciousโ€ฆ!โ€

โ€œIs that so? Iโ€™m glad.โ€

Aldo felt relieved, thinking he might have taken a small step toward connecting with Iris. She was also delighted to eat a treat, something sheโ€™d never been given before.

โ€œThank you, Dad.โ€

โ€œAh, yeah. Iโ€™m glad you liked it.โ€

Aldo scratched his nose shyly. It had been a long time since Iris thanked him, as he hadnโ€™t done anything worth thanking before. But now, his kindness moved her deeply.

โ€œUghโ€ฆโ€

โ€œHey, Iris, whatโ€™s wrong?โ€

Iris started to cry, holding the half-eaten cookie. Aldo worried that he might have done something wrong.

But he hadnโ€™t done anything wrongโ€”quite the opposite. Heโ€™d made her happy. Unaware that these were tears of joy, Aldo panicked, thinking heโ€™d upset her.

โ€œS-sorry, Iris. Did I do something to bother you?โ€

โ€œNo, itโ€™s not thatโ€ฆ Dad, youโ€™re not going to leave, right?โ€

Irisโ€™s words held a lot of meaning. She feared her father might disappear like her mother had.

But there was another fearโ€”that the kind father in front of her might disappear, leaving her with the cruel version that hurt her. She was afraid the loving father would vanish, and the violent one would return.

โ€œIrisโ€ฆ donโ€™t worry. I wonโ€™t leave. Iโ€™ll always love you, and Iโ€™ll protect you. So you donโ€™t need to worry about anything.โ€

Aldo spoke quietly. He wanted to hug her gently, but he knew that their distance was still too far. He could see she was still cautious of him.

But that was okay. Even just words were enough. She could feel Aldoโ€™s love through them alone.

โ€œThank you, Dadโ€ฆโ€


Toxic Parent Reincarnation ~ When I Doted on My Daughter Destined to Become the Final Boss, She Ended Up Liking Me an Abnormal Amount ~

Toxic Parent Reincarnation ~ When I Doted on My Daughter Destined to Become the Final Boss, She Ended Up Liking Me an Abnormal Amount ~

ๆฏ’่ฆช่ปข็”Ÿ๏ฝžๅพŒใซใƒฉใ‚นใƒœใ‚นใซใชใ‚‹้‹ๅ‘ฝใฎๅจ˜ใ‚’ๆบบๆ„›ใ—ใŸใ‚‰็•ฐๅธธใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใปใฉๅฅฝใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ๏ฝž
Score 9.9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Japanese
A man who lost his wife and child in an accident ended his own life in despair, choosing to follow them. However, when he woke up, he found himself possessing the body of the father of the final boss from a game heโ€™d played as a child. In the original storyline, this father had abused his daughter, which led her to become the final boss out of deep resentment. But this man could never bring himself to treat his new daughter cruelly. Determined to make her happy, especially after losing his daughter in his previous life, he worked tirelessly for her. Alongside his main job, he explored dungeons and gave his all to ensure she could have an easy life, even making it possible for her to attend school. As a result... she never went down the dark path, nor did she become the final boss. However, she developed an intense attachment to her father.

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