"Papa! I-I was so scared! Waaaaaah!" Annabelle cried and cried endlessly in my shirt, refusing to let go of me.
I was back to the world and in the forest of the capital only rang Annabelle's weeps.
[<Papa? You…don't tell me you impregnated her mother while being a mere spir->]
As if!
'Replace your twisted brain, useless Goddess!'
[<What?! H-How can you call me useless when I helped make the contract! I'm even more tired than you!>]
'Shut up. I don't know either why she is calling me Papa, in the first place.'
It's just a misunderstanding.
I knelt down and looked at Annabelle. "Listen, Annabelle. I am not your father. I was the one talking to you back then in your house, but I am not your father. Your father, your mother's husband is dead from what I know."
"..." Annabelle silently stared at me with her big blue eyes.
"You can call me, Edwa-"
"Daddy!"
"No, I'm not your daddy!"