“ You ……” l was put into silence mode for the first time. The systems should have been working properly when I came in but what I had seen was Ellaya fighting the snake Deprave but it must have been dealt by the systems. The only reason that they were not functional was because someone must have put them offline or they malfunctioned but the chances of them malfunctioning was too low as I had just very recently seen them functioning properly. Just to double check, I checked the master pad and checked all the status and it confirmed my suspicion. It was indeed the case that someone had turned the entire security system offline. It was impossible for someone that did not have the master key to turn it off so it let the butler out of the loop. That would leave only one thing under consideration and that was that it was most likely put under the constraint of someone from inside doing that. It would mean that Ellaya did it intentionally as Amir was away at that time. I looked at the criminal case and l asked the most optimal question.
“ Why?”
“ Dehel, it was no problem. It was not like that it was the first time that I had done that. I had fought with many Deprave so I just wanted to make you see me in a different light than before.” The culprit actually admitted to her fault so as punishment I had to make her do something but she should have done. I wanted to keep her safe because she was very dear to me. However, I could not spoil her so I twitched her cheeks and pressed them hard.
“ Yashir, please forgive. I promise not to do that again. I am sorry and I would not do it again. Please, forgive me.”
There came a torrent of apologies that did not even reach my years as I continued to administer my punishment. I continued to press cheeks and she veiled and cried. It was her usual melodrama so I applied more pressure and tried to keep her under my control. Her wailing stopped and she struggled to get out of my hold which in turn made me squeeze her cheeks and she began to wail here and there. It was punishment time so I did not put it into much consideration. I had told her many times to never put the systems offline and she did it anyway so it made complete sense to me to make her pay it dearly.
Doing the punishment game, I went down the memory lane. I remembered the days when she was only twelve when she came to my house and she was pretty wild and did not like to hear any instructions. It was pretty difficult for me to raise a kid. At that time, Amir was there but he was not a nanny and he had to take care of the maintenance and doing all the odd jobs like restocking and doing the extra chores of working in the workshop as part of my Pinyin research. Nevertheless, it was a pretty good time for me as I had something to do other than my research. My life before Ellaya was monotonic and stale. I just used to be locked up in my workstation all day but after she came, at the very least, I had someone other than myself to take care. It was a fun time and she was like a ray of hope that came down in my life.
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The problem was that she was only eleven or twelve at that time and it was something that was not possible in the collapsed world as all those groups that came to this messed up timeline were all in their twenties or thirties. There had never been a situation where a child had been transported to the collapsed world. I had searched for a similar case but with no results so I adopted her and had been raising her with myself and Amir whose primary job was to keep the workstation working all day so I had to raise her by my own means. Thankfully, I had done most of my work myself so it was easy to take care of her. It was like raising a pet but more delicate as it was another human being.
“ Yashir, please stop. I would not do it again, please.” Ellaya begged me to stop the punishment game so l put it to a hold but I had to give her a warning.
“ If you do it again, there would be a spanking time.” l joked about the punishment upgrading to a whole new level the next time.
“ Yeah! Whatever, one day you will pay and do not say words like that. I have grown up. It is not adequate to do it to a mature woman like me.” She posed herself like a grown up but the memory of the joke made me laugh heartily. I was not the only one. Everyone started laughing at my joke.
The story behind the punishment game was like this when she was with me for a year. I used to try to meet all of her demands but she always cried a lot so one day when I had enough of her crying, l put her in front of me and watched her all day. She cried and cried while I continued to ignore her but when she continued to cry for three years. She stopped crying and looked at my work. This was the first time she had stopped crying. Maybe it was because she had cried her heart out all day that she came to my workshop and started asking about what l did all day. However, as I was tired of hearing her cry all day and after her messing around the workshop, l first invented the punishment game where l squeezed her cheeks hard enough to make her cry. It was not violence and some people even would call it love as l was never raised in a very caring atmosphere and to top it, I was not a family man. I started to quantify my love for Ellaya in the form of a punishment game where I would tease her depending on the amount of angry, she made me in a day. It was a fun part that I used to do and even after a century, this transformed into a force of habit and even still it was a joke to keep the spoiled kids at bay. A superb role that fitted Ellaya as she always messed around in the workshop taking valuable and dangerous tools and discontinuing the workflow. She wanted attention so I gave her that. It started as a joke and now it was a habit. What a thing.
