I Was Kicked Out of the Hero Party and the Elves I Raised Are Obsessed With Me

45 . Time to go back to porter Ain

After the commotion, the children who had finally calmed down asked me a question.

“So, when are you going to the Great Forest?”

“Well, won’t it go when the wound is all healed? I just packed my things in advance.”

“Really? It is expected!”

Contrary to my expectations that the person who abandoned them would be reluctant to live there, the children had much brighter voices than I expected.

Olivia tilted her head in the same way as I looked at the girls’ faces curiously.

“Why?”

I hesitated and talked about the part that bothered me.

“No… Are you okay? If you do well, I will drop you… No, you can meet your real parents you left behind in the monastery, aren’t you nervous? Besides, aren’t you guys going to the great forest for the first time too?”

Memories of my childhood days cannot still remain. Anxiety or anticipation about going to a hometown they had never seen with their own eyes, such things were not visible in the eyes of the children.

All they could see was the thrill of the trip with me, that was all.

Elia crossed her arms, and she shook her head, pulling closer to her than before.

“Um… I read in the books about elves being born in the Great Forest, but that’s okay. After all, we have a father! Dad is the only real family to us, and honestly, I don’t care what the other parents do.”

It’s a bit creepy, but it didn’t show anything.

I caressed Elia’s hair and looked at her casually Noah, who was sitting next to her.

“Noah has been silent since before. Does she not want to go to the Great Forest by any chance?”

It was better to go together because the children found out. It was clear that leaving only one person alone at home would be uneasy inside and would not be good for the child’s emotions.

I thought that Noah would like it too because your child had similar thoughts from before, but wasn’t that the case?

To my question, Noah shook her head and answered briefly.

“No… I have a little something to think about….”

“Really?”

In that case, I’m glad.

Leaving behind her the thoughtful Noah, she turned her attention to Stella this time.

Stella met my eyes and blushed with a bashful smile.

“Stella? Are you really okay?”

At my question, Stella nodded her head in anticipation.

Olivia didn’t even have to ask. It was Olivia’s stubbornness when she found my luggage that brought her to this point.

After receiving the reassurances of all the children, I felt a lot lighter in my heart.

Olivia asked insinuatingly as she stretched her hand up and stretched it out.

“If we go, are we going alone? What about your sister?”

At the word unnie, I naturally looked at the guest room where Rihanna was sleeping as if she had fainted.

Rihanna, who has been sleeping in her room since she was beaten by Cassandra yesterday.

Isn’t she dead because she’s been sleeping all this time? I checked her condition several times because I wanted to, but there was nothing wrong with her body and she was breathing properly.

I’ve been neglecting it until now with such a complacent thought that I’ll wake up when the time comes.

Putting her thoughts aside, I answered Olivia’s question.

“Wouldn’t Rihanna not have to go? It would be better for her to rest at home.”

I said that, but there was one fact that came to my mind later.

Cassandra.

Uneasiness arises again in her existence.

Still vivid in my mind was the image of Rihanna groaning in agony as she was covered in blood as she was held in Cassandra’s clutches.

There was no guarantee that she wouldn’t come back to town and hurt Rihanna.

Can we leave Rihanna alone with her lack of ability to fight?

Stella moved her gaze toward the door when I couldn’t give an answer right away and looked lost in thought.

“Bruise… Shall I ask my sister?”

“No, it’s okay.”

It would be better to let him rest for now.

It’s not like I’m leaving tomorrow anyway, won’t it happen before then?

Having made up my mind, I looked out the window. The dawn, which had been covered with moonlight, had disappeared before I knew it, and the sun was rising between the mountain peaks.

If you don’t prepare for the morning….

As I was about to get up to prepare a meal for the children, a forgotten calf pain struck me.

Stella, who was in the seat next to me, immediately supported me as I stumbled with a shriek. She asked, casting her worried gaze.

“Dad, where are you sick?”

Are you saying that? Of course it hurts. More than any pain I’ve ever been through.

However, this was a wound caused by my mistake, and I couldn’t make the children worry about it by revealing that it hurt for no reason.

The bruises on her calves contained the pain of four people, but 70% of this pain was achieved by Stella, who possesses superpowers. As a worried sound came out of her mouth, her mixed feelings began to spread in her heart.

A situation in which no one can be held accountable and cannot do this or that.

I quickly shook her head from side to side before Stella thought it strange.

There was no way he could escape Stella’s eyes with such a trivial gesture. Stella puffed out her cheeks, grabbed me by the side, and sat me back on the sofa.

“Lie down for a bit.”

“No, Dad is really fine. What do you want to eat for breakfast?”

When I insisted, Stella forced me to lie down with a more uneasy expression than before.

A sweet scent spread to the tip of the nose with a soft texture.

My head touched Noah’s thigh.

“Mi-sorry!”

Noah, who suddenly received the weight of an adult man, gently pressed my chest without any complaint.

Noah whispered in my ear.

“Dad, it’s okay. You can sleep a little longer.”

Growing up on her daughter’s lap was unacceptable, if not vice versa.

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Following the sweet scent, what she saw right in front of her was Noah’s chest, and her face naturally turned red at the overwhelming size that completely covered her vision.

In order to get out of this embarrassing situation, I tried to get up, but I couldn’t escape the power of Stella and Noah.

Stella in front of me was smiling kindly, but she spoke in a firm tone, as if giving a warning.

“Are you okay? Dad, is your leg hurting? We’ll do the housework for the time being, so Dad’s taking a little break.”

When Stella finished her sentence, she glanced at Elia and Olivia, and the two headed to the kitchen at the same time as if they had promised.

With a worried look, I looked at the kitchen where the children had disappeared.

As if to let me know my anxiety wasn’t wrong, soon there was a crackling noise from the kitchen.

I wanted to run to the kitchen right away, but right now I couldn’t control myself.

Decided to accept her fate by quietly entrusting her body to Noah’s thighs.

The crackling sound gradually faded away, and Elia, in a weak voice, announced that the meal was ready.

Like an eternity, I got up, leaned on Stella, and headed for the restaurant.

Because of me staggering with every step, Stella was also more unstable than usual.

I scratched her head, avoided Stella’s eyes, and expressed my apologetics.

“I’m sorry about this….”

“Ah, what are you sorry about? Dad hugged us every day when we were younger than we are now. Is this really okay? Sometimes you can lean on your daughter.”

After having a warm conversation with Stella, there was an unusual smell wafting from the kitchen.

Despite not seeing the food, anxious feelings prevailed.

A meal prepared by Olivia and Elia together. I am grateful for the two people’s hearts, but the food spread out on the table for the two people did not look good even with empty words.

Strange legs with tentacles that are still alive and wriggling, strangely bubbling soup, burnt-out meat, and eyes that are looking straight ahead for some reason.

‘Did I ever buy something like this?’

To be honest, I didn’t want to eat it. I didn’t want to eat all the food my daughter had prepared for me.

However, I couldn’t disappoint the expectations of Olivia and Elia, who were looking at me with expectant eyes.

‘Can I just eat and die?’

I closed my eyes tightly and stuffed food into my mouth with the feeling that it would be okay.

“Huh?”

Watching me chew my food, Olivia couldn’t contain her curiosity before I even swallowed, thrusting her upper body forward and asking me.

“How is it? Tasty?!”

Contrary to my concerns, the taste was quite good.

The flavor that spreads in my mouth was almost the same as the dish I cooked.

It was the exact opposite of Rihanna’s cooking, which looked good but tasted horrible like poison.

I smiled at Olivia, who was waiting for her answer.

“Yes, it is delicious. Olivia, if you knew you were this good at cooking, you would have married a long time ago, right?”

Hearing my praise, Olivia twisted her body and smiled bashfully.

“Really? I, then, want to get married to my dad! Now I can feed Dad every day!”

“That, is it?”

Normally, I would have accepted it, but after having an inappropriate relationship with Elia, the meaning sounded quite strange.

Elia’s face that I inadvertently looked at, and Elia’s eyes that looked at me and licked her lips were overflowing with lust that could not be hidden.

After finishing the meal in a friendly atmosphere as usual, I went to sleep in the room with Stella helping me, just like when I came to the kitchen.

But there was only one child who wouldn’t allow me to go to sleep.

That night, I squeezed Elia three times in a row.

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After a week, I got up from bed and started stretching.

A sound resonated pleasantly from the body that had not been able to exercise properly.

I didn’t expect to rest for so long due to the wounds from being whipped.

After a long time, when I came down to the living room on my own two feet, the first thing I saw was the children laughing and chatting among themselves.

Each of them was waiting for me to come down, wearing their favorite clothes and carrying small backpacks.

His expression contained the anticipation of the day he was about to go on a picnic.

“Shall we go now?”

I naturally picked up the backpack lying in the corner of the living room and walked out.

Overwhelming size backpack.

The weight naturally shifted to the back, and I took a couple of steps back.

I must have died a lot too. I’ve never stumbled while carrying more weight than this before.

‘Well, by the way….’

I was lost in thought as I looked at the backpack that completely blocked my view behind me.

Ah, this f*cking heavy feeling.

It’s been 4 years.

It was time to return to porter Ain.