Gerald was troubled.
The Duke, Gerald von Ernst, is the head of the three ministries of magic, medicine, and medicine, and is very busy. His wife, Octavia, is also devoting herself to raising their second daughter a few months ago, so he can't give much attention to his eldest daughter, Ludia.
This is a serious problem for Gerald, who puts his family first. He has been receiving reports from his family members about the condition of his beloved daughter, but it seems that she has become a little uptight and occasionally hits out at his servants.
The daughter does not say she is lonely because she cares for them. As a parent, I feel sad that my daughter is not pampered and relied on, although she must be under pressure from being born into a duke's family. But instead, they seem to be directing their frustration at the servants.
As I was aware that I was the cause, I felt uncomfortable scolding my beloved daughter for her behavior. Therefore, he could not say anything strongly. I have apologized to the servants from time to time for taking it out on them, but I know that this does not solve the root of the problem.
Just as I was thinking about how unworthy I was as a father, something happened that I could not ignore.

"Please fire this rude maid!

I was just greeting a new servant before going to work. She was happy that her beloved daughter had come to see her off, but now the bill had come due.
My daughter now has misplaced her sense of nobility. It's my fault for neglecting her and not correcting it.
Just as I felt a heavy weight in my heart that I should reprove her, an unexpected voice came down.

You have a very ugly personality.

I was surprised at the unfamiliar expression, but the fact that it sounded calm and without malice was surprising and did not make me angry. It sounded like he was abusing his daughter, but it was also true that his point was well-taken.
Before Gerald could react, there was a heavy, dull sound. Dennis, the resident gardener, had struck his own son.

"......?

Apologize.

Without a son, Gerald wondered if a family of men could be so unforgiving. However, Gerald himself had been raised strictly, but he could not remember his father ever raising his hand. I guess the Baumgartners are like this.
His son, Isak, is huddled in pain, unable to even speak.
His copper eyes were filled with disapproval. But there was no sign of anger. He seemed to have his own sense of rightness. Gerald was a little curious as to what he was thinking.

"What did you say, ......?

I'm sure you'll agree that it's a great idea to take a look at the photos.

Who do you think I am, ......?　Who do you think I am?

In the event that you have any kind of questions concerning where and how to use the internet, you can call us at the web site. Denise stopped raising her fist again with a hand, but he could see that she wanted to see what was going on.
In the meantime, the boy quietly questioned his beloved daughter. After telling her what he thought was wrong, he did not impose his justice or blame her, but only asked.
However, his beloved daughter, who was gradually forced to think and answer for herself instead of following what she had been blindly believing, must be feeling blamed.

"But why are you so great?

I'm the Duke of Ernst, .......

Are you really so great that you have to rely on your father to fire a single maid?

".......

Finally, his beloved daughter could no longer speak with only her blind faith in values. The way she glared at the boy with regret was pitiful, but also very endearing.
As I wondered what she would do, a weak slap struck the boy on the left cheek.
In her own way, she wanted to resist the situation that she could not compete with, but regret was already on her face. The tantrum seems to have subsided enough for her to understand that it was a bad move.
His daughter, who had never been violent before, was frightened of his reaction. The boy, however, remained calm.

"If you resort to violence, it's like admitting defeat.

"!

I thought the boy had clever eyes, but I didn't expect him to understand the folly of resorting to force after an argument when he was only seven years old. He should have felt humiliated to be beaten by a younger girl, even if she was his superior.
Despite his language difficulties, he had the grace to look the girl in the eye and speak straightforwardly without insulting her. Gerald was impressed by the boy's calm demeanor.
As he watched his beloved daughter leave, her cheeks flushed with shame or anger, he looked over at Dennis to apologize for his daughter's rudeness, but Dennis shook his head in silence. Perhaps it was because of his loyalty to the Ernst family, or perhaps it was because of the way he treated his son, but I could tell that he intended not to worry about it. I can't apologize for saying that.
The boy, who seemed to have remembered the possibility of being scolded by Dennis after he finished speaking, looked up at Gerald and the others. Gerald could only smile at the coppery eyes that looked up at him curiously. He had just met the boy, and he didn't like the role he had to play.

"Thank you, Isak.

That's why I thanked him.

No, ......, I'm sorry for saying what I want to ...... your daughter.

He seemed to be aware of my language and apologized for it. But I learned something from him. Instead of telling him what we already know to be right, let him look back and think about what is right for himself. For Gerald, who had been convinced that he needed to be scolded in order to be corrected, this was a bright spot.
Since Ludia was Gerald's first child, it was inevitable that he would have to figure out how to raise her. Still, he never thought he would learn how to raise a young boy. I am only ashamed of my inadequacy as a male parent.
I told him that I would use this as a reference in the future, and then the butler asked me to go to work. Gerald said goodbye to Denise and his son Isak, complementing his daughter's natural cuteness.
This event will be a good opportunity for her to grow up. Gerald thought in the carriage on his way to work that he should take advantage of this opportunity.
But the next day, there was already a change.

Good morning, father.



"Good morning, Dear. You're up early today.

Despite Gerald's early start to the day, Ludia was waiting for him in the entrance hall. She looked nervous and uninspired, a change from yesterday's brashness.

"Can I have a moment of your time, please, ......?

The same color eyes look up at you anxiously, and Gerald smiles softly back.

I don't mind.

I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.

This is a great way to make sure you are getting the most out of your time and money.

I am withdrawing my offer ......!　I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who's a fan of your work.

Lydia, now calm, knows that her father would never fire a maid. Still, she wanted to tell her father about her mistake.
Gerald is blinding. The eyes that looked up at him, trembling slightly, were filled with determination. I knew there would be a change, but it was so soon.

"All right. I'm not going to hurt Catelyn. Do you feel safe?

"Yes.

Gerald's words finally put her mind at ease, and she let out a sigh of relief as her face lit up.
Gerald narrowed his eyes at his daughter's reaction and stroked her pale golden hair.

Dear, you did a great job.

Ludia, who had been prepared to be reprimanded, rolled her eyes and froze. In the event that you've got a lot of time, you'll be able to take a look at the web site and find out more about it.

...... I'm sorry I embarrassed you.

Dear is a good girl. She's a good girl, and I'm happy to embarrass her. I'm sorry I made you feel lonely.

Gerald hugged his daughter, loving the look in her moist eyes. Ludia reached across and grasped her father's back. She then shook her head quietly in his arms in response to his apology.

"...... Master Gerald.

As Gerald was enjoying the first father-daughter embrace in a long time, the butler who had been waiting for him called out. It was time to leave, and Gerald regretfully released his beloved daughter from his arms.

I'm off, then. Dear.

Have a good day.

Resisting the urge to hug her again, Gerald headed for the carriage waiting at the main gate.
As he walked out the door, he heard a voice behind him.

"Father!　Can I see you off again ......?

He stopped and looked back at Gerald with a smile.

Of course.

I'm sure you'll be glad to hear that.
She doesn't know that he was behind the closing door. What she doesn't know is that right after that, Gerald collapsed in a heap of emotions.

--One year later.

"Thank you, Isak!

"Hey, ......?　What's wrong with you today, duke?

The apprentice gardener, who still did not understand why he was being thanked, asked with a scream.

You're so cute today, Dear!

The apprentice gardener was taken aback by what was said with a dazzling smile on his face.

I'm so glad. That's good, isn't it ......?

Yeah.

Thanks to you, Gerald thanked him for the umpteenth time. Because of you, I'm happy now.
He knows that he is just doing what he wants, without any intention to do so. That's why Gerald thanks him again and again.