When he returned from Sylvia's house, the boy's mood was a little heavy, and he felt the weight of family affection for the first time.

Sylvia's mother was crying as if it was still shaking in front of his eyes, and he felt heavy in his heart, and he wanted to talk to someone, but when he thought about it, he didn't know what he wanted to talk to.

His parents had already gone to sleep, and the lights were still on in the house, which he had deliberately turned off to prevent him from seeing anything at night.

Turning off the light, the boy returned to his room and turned on the light to find Ainia lying on his bed.

"Why are you here?" Enia wrapped herself in the covers, making it impossible to tell if she was dressed, and the boy was a little hesitant to come closer, a little afraid that he would accidentally see something he shouldn't see.

"Can't sleep. Ainia looked at the boy with sparkling eyes, because the lower half of her face was covered in the bed, and her voice was muffled.

"So you shouldn't sleep when you're on the train...... "On the train, Ainia sleeps in addition to playing games and chatting, and she sleeps too long during the day and can't sleep at night.

"Why don't you play games anymore?" Ainia usually stays up late to play games, usually going to bed after twelve o'clock, even if it's home now, the Internet speed is not as fast as school, but the teenager doesn't believe that she will give up the game and run to her room because of the Internet speed, "Is there something wrong?"

Ainia blinked, and tucked her head back into the covers.

Ainia's reaction stunned the boy.

He walked to the bed and sat down, patted Ainia through the quilt, and without urging or making any extra movements, he was so quiet.

After a while, Ainia poked her head out of the bed, her face red from being stuffy for too long.

"Daddy...... I was a little scared. Ainia hesitated, she stretched out her little hand from the quilt to hold the hand that the boy was on it, and the soft touch made the boy couldn't help but be a little excited.

"Afraid of what?" the boy touched Ainia's head, of course he knew what Ainia was afraid of, nothing more than the same mood he had just been when he got off the train.

Ainia was silent again, just as the boy thought, when she was so close to her hometown, a sudden and inexplicable fear rose in her heart, and the inexplicable restlessness and restlessness in her heart made it impossible for her to sleep or play games in peace, so she slipped into the boy's room after the boy's parents slept.

Because of holding the boy's hand, Ainia's mood was much more stable than when she was alone, and after a moment of hesitation, she said, "I haven't seen my father for a long time, and I'm a little worried about ...... after we meet."

The young man nodded understandingly: "Don't worry, Ainia, no matter what, you are all relatives, even if you don't see each other for a long time, you won't become like strangers." ”

"However, I felt that my father was like a stranger to me. Ainia lowered her eyes, looking a little sad, and after a slight hesitation, she slowly spoke, "I am not a child who pleases my father, I was born like this. When I was born, my mother had a difficult birth, and my father came back late because he was busy with political affairs, and my mother almost died because of it, so my father always disliked me......"

"Aania, how do you tell he doesn't like you? I don't think there's a parent in this world who doesn't like their child. The boy interrupted Ainia and asked in as gentle a tone as he could.

"My father rarely smiles in front of me, although my mother said yes, but I have not seen him hug me for as long as I can remember, if it is not for dislike, whose father would do this to his child?"

Maybe he just doesn't know how to express his feelings? The world is so big, there will always be such people, who are not good at expressing their feelings, and they don't know how to express their feelings, so on the surface, they seem to be cold to people and so on. ”

"Perhaps. Ainia shrank her head, buried the lower half of her face in the quilt again, and said sullenly.

After a pause, Ainia continued, her voice was so low because of the quilt that she was covered by the quilt that the boy leaned down slightly to hear what she was saying: "Since I started studying, my father has been very strict with me, and if I can't memorize the content of the textbook or even hesitate to remember it, I will be beaten in the palm of my hand, and if I don't meet the standards required by him when practicing magic, I will not be allowed to eat, and I must practice on the training ground until I pass, even in the rain, snow and wind......

Perhaps this is also one of the elements that account for a large proportion of Ainia's social phobia.

The boy imagined that scene for a moment, and clenched Ainia's hand with some distress, sensing the power coming from his hand, Ainia smiled lightly at the young man.

"When my mother was alive, my father would smile occasionally, but after my mother died, I never saw her smile in front of me again...... Dad, do you think he used to smile at his mother, and I was just a superfluous person who happened to be there?"

The boy didn't speak, he didn't know how to answer Ainia's question.

"After my mother's death, he was busy with revenge and government affairs, so he rarely came back to see me, although he also arranged for servants, but ...... I was scared, I was afraid that one of those people would suddenly show his weapon and lunge at me like he had killed my mother. I was afraid to talk to them, I was afraid to go out of my house, out of the empty palace, and I wouldn't see my father a few times a year, I ...... There is no sense of security at all. As if remembering something terrible, Ainia's face turned a little pale and her eyes became weak.

"It's okay, it's okay, Aaniah, I'm here. Ainia originally held the young man's hand and clenched it hard, although it was a little painful, but the young man had no intention of letting go of his hand, even if it was a powerful demon king, it was inevitable that there would be his own fragile place, no matter who he was at this moment, he needed someone to accompany him and comfort him.

Ainia looked at the boy and smiled a little pale: "I am desperate to learn knowledge, learn magic, learn everything that can make people strong, I am afraid that what happened to my mother will happen to me again...... One day, I realized that I was very, very strong, and that the magic of everyone in the palace was not as strong as mine, so I left my room and ...... When my father returned, he was glad to see me, and then asked me to fight him. ”

"I hate fighting!" Ainia suddenly shouted, and quickly returned to her original voice, "I hate fighting, I didn't study magic to fight...... But how could I resist him? I was forced to fight him, and I lost to him. ”

"He was angry, he didn't look at it at all okay with the result. Why? Didn't he win? Shouldn't he be happy? Or is it that the winner can humiliate the loser as he pleases? Since then he has paid more attention to me, and he has set me a strict training program that requires me to meet those requirements on time, as if I had just started learning when I was a child...... Finally one day, he asked me to fight him again, and I won. ”

Ania didn't care about the process of fighting and learning, it was more of a painful memory for her, so she would finish it as short and fast as she could.

Could this be the reason why Ainia loves games so much?

"I became a Demon King, but at that time, I didn't even understand what a Demon King was. He asked me what I wanted, but I couldn't even figure out what he meant. I just want to leave, to get out of this place that scares me...... I frantically searched for a reason, and then I remembered my mother, didn't he love his mother the most? If I used what my mother said as an excuse, he would definitely not refuse, right? So, for the sake of my mother's ideals, in order to change the world with magic technology, I came to this demon king's palace and studied magic technology. Ainia pulled the quilt up slightly, and finally only showed her eyes to look at the boy, "Are you angry, Dad? I lied, I didn't start out for that kind of ideal...... But I really changed my mind later, and I wanted to use magic technology to change the world and bring eternal peace to the world, so I left with you......"

"Needless to say, Ainia. The boy stroked Ainia's head, and when she saw the boy's hand stretched out, she closed her eyes as if she was a little scared, "You don't have any great dreams, and if you don't want to learn magic techniques, you don't have to learn magic techniques, there are so many people in this world who don't have dreams, and you don't need to force yourself, not to mention, the burden of changing the world doesn't need you to bear it alone." A lovely child like you, as long as you spend every day happily, you don't need to work hard for anyone, do what you want to do, live for yourself, and that's enough. ”

Ainia looked at the boy stunned, and after a long while, she slowly laughed: "Hmm." ”

"Don't think about it, go to bed early. The boy patted Ainia lightly, smiled and was about to get up, but found that Ainia didn't let go, "Huh?"

"Don't go. Ainia's eyes were full of longing.

The young man hesitated for a moment, and immediately relented: "This is my room, what am I leaving?" Don't worry, I will always be with you." ”