Chapter 171

Having completely forgotten even the excuse I'd used to come get something, I pulled Melody by the hand back to my room like someone fleeing.

Melody looked worried at how suddenly pale I'd gone, but I didn't even have the presence of mind to comfort her properly.

As if something were chasing me, I sat down at my desk and tried to bury myself in the pile of documents again.

I needed to escape into printed words, if that was what it took to shake off this maddening thought.

But the pen wouldn't move the way I wanted it to.

...Melody is Cain's own daughter.

Right. Now that I was facing the truth, it seemed strange that I hadn't noticed sooner.

Come to think of it, the genre of the novel I'd been reborn into was, of all things, a parenting novel.

A setting where the heroine, taken in as…