Adopted Dad
In a general sense, adoption was the act of choosing a child to adopt and be that child's guardian.
But!
Do you know that the definition of adoption is the act of legalizing relationships and identities, such as biological parents and children. There was no law that only parents can adopt children.
So it's not impossible for me to adopt him!
A choice once in a lifetime.
"What the hell is going on!"
"Watch your language!"
"Huh, what the hell is this...?"
Unlike me, who was deeply satisfied, the situation was a mess. In particular, the elders protested.
I was attending an emergency convocation meeting now attended by 12 elders and the pope because of the nuclear bomb-grade incident that occurred in Daeshin.
But I was dragged when I slept.
"Hehe. "
I smiled to ease the tension, but the faces of the elders and the Pope did not even falter wiyh my cuteness.
Tch, is this not enough?
"Sorry, Yeha....."
Dominique, the troubled elder, frowned at me.
"Choosing the guardian of a Saint Woman is a very sacred ritual."
I know.
Historically, it was the current system that came out fairly because the church and the Senate fought each other to protect the saint.
'But the random box is too much, you know.'
It's a random box. But there is a probability that it will be fabricated!
After a long silence, Pope Raphael opened his mouth.
"Yeha's family has a sacred and great duty to protect her from the world, allowing her to show and learn about the world from young adults in the future."
The Pope and the Elder are saying one thing after all.
'I can't respect your choice.'
Well, I've already expected this backlash.
As if to say something, the pope and the 12 eldera looked at me.
I laughed hard as if I knew nothing.
"The decision to ignore the procedure is unacceptable!"
"As expected, Yeha is still not mature enough to participate in the ceremony."
"The results are as precious as the procedures."
"We cannot proceed the ceremony without the consent of Yeha.
"There's a lot of anxiety about getting the procedure ready from scratch."
With an innocent look on their faces, the elders lowered their voices to discuss the matter. I smiled and let them talk.
While I'm so peaceful!
I know why they were protesting.
'You're going to send me to a family where I would likely to develop all kinds of diseases within three months of adoption.'
To be honest, the house of their choice was the best place to be.
But who am I!
I am a reader who had read the story of Priscilla eating sweet potatoes under the name of "Ludia."
