I picked up Susanoo’s head and casted a healing spell on him.

However, it was still falling apart and showed no sign of being healed.

「I used magic forcibly even in this state. Apparently, even healing magic no longer works.」

Susanoo’s expression was calm as he said that.

「You also protected Futaba at the shrine, right?」

At that time, I thought it was all to defeat Kagutsuchi but I was wrong.

「…..you think so?」

「Is she your daughter?」

The child that Susanoo had mentioned before, the child he had made with another variant, was probably Futaba.

That is also probably the reason why the chief’s ability was not that effective against Futaba.

Perhaps the other party was his former wife.

I don’t even know why my parents decided to adopt her.

「…………………….yes」

After a long silence, Susanoo said in a small voice.

「What about Futaba?」

「You don’t have to tell her. The lesser she knows, the happier she will be.」

「The chief seems to know.」

「The only ones who knew were the chiefs of the Japanese Mythological Variants and the “organization’ respectively.」

If there are two who know it, perhaps there are others who know about it too.

Information is like that.

「I’m not going to tell her even if you ask me to.」

「That’s good」

Susanoo smiled when I said that.

「I wonder if I could do something parent-like.」

「What’s this? You wanted to be a parent now?」

「I’m not really sure about the answer myself. However, if you’re going to ask me if I’m interested, I am.」

「If you feel that way, you probably have a bigger heart of a parent that I do.」

「Is that so….that’s sweet of you.」

「I don’t think so.」

I’ve been told many times that I’m a good person.

Though I’m sure it was preceded by the word “convenient”.

That’s why I was forced to work for a black company.

「You don’t seem to be as ruthless as you say you are. You seem very different from other variants.」

「I’ve often been told I’m an oddball. I remember myself when I was still a human while feeling my desire as a variant. I wanted to know what this complicated state of mind is. However, it seems like I’m running out of time.」

Susanoo’s head was falling to pieces.

「Can I give your little sister my first and last gift? I know I don’t deserve to.」

「She’s your daughter. Do as you please.」

「Daughter………thank you for saying that.」

「Don’t get me wrong. Her parents are my parents.」

「I know……I would have liked to talk more with you. It’s a shame.」

「I’m glad there’s one less variant in this world.」

「I can see your kindness and sweetness in counting me as “one”.」

「I’ll take that as an advice.」

「I meant it as a compliment. Now, it’s time to go. Then……goodbye…….」

A small light came out of Susanoo’s head which became purple sand and it wobbled and flew toward Futaba.

The light was quickly absorbed into Futaba’s chest.

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You protected Futaba even at the cost of your own life.

You were definitely a father.