One Day, My Dad Showed Up

During the springtime of the year I turned nine years old, a father I didn’t even know existed suddenly showed up. “Why are you here, Duke? It was comfortable when we didn’t see each other.” “You’ve been comfortable all this time, so isn’t it time for you to be uncomfortable, Your Highness?” It turned out, my mother was actually the daughter of a tyrant. And my father was the Duke who overthrew that tyrant. “O, great and busy Duke of Chelsiers. Did you look for me just to make me feel uncomfortable?” “Is it so strange for a husband to look for his wife?” “Do we still have that relationship? Ah, I forgot. Well then, let’s get divorced.” … could anyone tell me what was going on with the...