Chapter 116 – #26_happy Daily Life
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One.
A week has passed.
Amelia and little Siu’s daily life was peaceful.
Amelia took care of him by feeding him five drops of the potion that Duke Keter had given him.
Just like Master did to himself.
Not really when he got his memories back, he wasn’t doing this because he wanted to be forgiven.
Amelia’s affection for Siwoo and her desire to tell someone the love she received from her past.
I couldn’t bear it because I was so happy that I could do something for him, that Siwoo trusted and relied on me.
Is it because of Amelia’s efforts?
Even Siwoo, who was initially scared of her just by looking at Amelia, slowly displayed her affinity for her.
“Miss Amelia.”
“Siwoo, eat the cake.”
Siu, who was sitting at her desk in her own room and scribbling something on her, saw Amelia and jumped from her chair to welcome her.
His body was growing day by day.
Originally, children are said to grow quickly, but in Siwoo’s case, it feels abnormal.
He seems to grow at a rate of 1cm a day, and his memories seem to be coming back quickly.
In particular, the memory of magic was toxic to recover quickly.
“Thank you.”
“If it’s not enough, tell me more. I will bring it to you.”
“No, I think this will be enough. Would you like Amelia-sama too?”
“Maybe?”
Amelia set the cake down on Siu’s table and looked down at the paper he was scribbling on.
Above that, basic magic knowledge was arranged in Siu’s own way.
“Are your studies going well?”
“It’s really strange. It reminds me of magic like old memories.”
“…It must be because the memories are slowly coming back.”
“Amelia, I have a question for you. Why does this formula come out like this? I tried to prove it in my own way, but something doesn’t work out.”
“Look where you are.”
Amelia lifted up Siu’s solution, filling her paper with no margins.
The level is high.
The formula he was inducing was the ‘Yesod Magic Field 1 Law’ invented by Count Yesod, also called the essence of force field mechanics.
It seems that there are differences in which memories are recovered at what speed and depth, but even considering that, it was a formula that was so complicated and difficult to prove that Amelia as a child couldn’t even touch it.
“……..”
Until now, Amelia had given very appropriate answers whenever Siu asked.
Rather than giving all the answers, he looked at how far he had deduced on his own and only gave clues so that he could realize himself.
But this time, even Amelia was speechless.
Until the beginning of the official proof, Amelia is clearly recognizable.
It’s because it was solved and written down in a common common magic formula.
However, from the middle, a completely different interpretation and approach were written.
I felt a sense of deja vu.
This is the same thing I felt when I saw the draft of the magic circle that Siu had written in the past.
A situation where Amelia, her third person, can only draw her outline because it was created with only her own approach and interpretation.
Although it was not as strong as it was back then, it was evident that there was a mixture of ‘his own formula’.
“Amelia?”
Siwoo’s innocent eyes look at Amelia in a puzzled way.
Amelia looked at her Siu with her slightly confused eyes.
“Why did you write this down?”
“I just wrote down whatever popped into her head, like I’ve always done. Actually, I was looking at that tree, and this approach flashed through my mind.”
The place Siu pointed with his pen was the fractal tree he had engraved like a mural when he surpassed human limits.
She was also a deformed magic circle that broke away from the existing format to the point that Amelia couldn’t understand it at all.
What this meant was clear.
Siwoo’s memories are gradually coming back.
“Is something very wrong?”
“Siwoo, would you like to take a little rest?”
“Yes? Why? It was fun to come out with something I didn’t know…”
Amelia calmly soothed Siwoo, who couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
“If you focus too much on one thing, your efficiency may decrease.”
“Yes, Miss Amelia.”
“I’ll spread a mat in the garden. Have tea together. I’ll bring the cake too.”
“Yes.”
I get out of the room one step ahead of Siwoo and clear my confused mind.
I have to prepare a mat and prepare black tea for Siwoo to drink with the cake…
As Amelia rummaged through her cupboard and prepared her tea, she let out a deep sigh.
“Whoa…”
It was like waking up from a sweet dream.
Her briefly forgotten reality weighs heavily on Amelia’s heart again.
These few days
Amelia was so happy that she chose this week without hesitation when it came to the happiest moment recently.
She was able to overcome the loneliness and solitude of the past by watching Siwoo grow up and learn magic, see his height growing day by day, and see her relationship with him growing closer day by day.
Every moment when she woke up with him and walked in her garden, chatted and ate a meal with him, ate her favorite cake from Ki Fish, and went to sleep together was a small and precious happiness to Amelia.
Siwoo trusts and follows Amelia.
Siwoo smiles when he sees Amelia.
Siwoo sleeps hugging Amelia tightly.
And.
Siwoo doesn’t hate Amelia.
I know that everything is a momentary miracle created by magic.
However, the past has not been settled, and the reality that Amelia fears still crouches in her body waiting for the right time.
The warm days were so happy that I forcibly forgot about it, but it came to mind the moment I saw Siu’s official proof.
5 years.
Siwoo’s resentment was long and long.
The same goes for Amelia and her own karma.
He had no complacent thoughts that could be reversed in just a few days of living together.
I just wanted to enjoy it for a while.
The warmth of family that I feel for the first time since Master passed away, the comfort of peaceful days, this moment of being together and having fun.
I was just groping endlessly in foolish lingering.
But that too soon ends.
Amelia reached into her arms and pulled out her potion, which her Keter had given her.
About 20% of the potion was already gone.
This is the fuse until Amelia can enjoy her bliss in her vain.
And Amelia could have cut that fuse even now, and she could have stopped it.
What if she didn’t give him the potion?
Are his memories not coming back?
Even if that wasn’t the case, wouldn’t her happy moments with him be a little longer?
Escaping, ignoring, and putting off fundamental problems,
A truly selfish, despicable, disgusting imagination.
Like the entanglement of a sweet snake, the impulses of wrong desire fill the heart.
“Miss Amelia!”
Before I knew it, I heard Siu’s voice looking for Amelia after going out to the garden.
It seems that I was procrastinating too much time.
A bright and friendly voice washed away, even for a moment, the delusion that had been floating around like a dark cloud.
Amelia looked at her bottle of potion for a moment, then put it back into her arms.
That’s wrong.
Amelia has always run away.
I realized that even this hesitation came from the urge to escape.
Repeating the mistakes of the past is the act of a fool.
Amelia learns from Siwoo that she can only run away, but she must not hit.
“I’ll be right there!”
2.
The day is over.
Looking at the stars hanging at the end of the horizon, Amelia took out an old violin that had been sleeping in the corner of her room.
It was kept in a case enchanted with preservation magic.
Magic is a study that is not a waste at all to say that it is a convergence study.
Amelia once played the violin diligently, due to the nature of witches who require artistic knowledge and training.
Master is the piano, Amelia is the violin.
Mozart, Saint-Saens, Bach, Chausson Chrysler.
When it came to the sheet music Master had obtained, she did not choose the composer, and whenever there was a concerto, she played it.
It was also her happiest moment for young Amelia, who hated magic.
“……..”
He rested her chin on her chin rest and held her by the neck.
It’s been a while, so I’m not familiar with her hands.
Thanks to the preservation magic, she didn’t rot, but her coordination wasn’t right either.
Amelia adjusted the position of her bridge and tuned the strings by winding and unwinding them.
-Giyiing
The violin, which she has never taken out since she became a witch, cries as if resentful of the owner who has come to visit after a long time.
Her fingers, which had once moved freely, were stiff, and her grip on the bow was awkward.
But as she struck the strings with the bow a few times, her body began to remember, as if her old memories were coming back.
The tremor of the fingertips transmitted through the strings.
Even the beautiful melody that lingers around my ears.
Forgotten things come to life.
I don’t even know why I had the courage to play this violin again, or what kind of whim it was.
Amelia closed her eyes and surrendered to her memory as she continued her performance for a long time.
“Wow…”
When she opened her eyes at the sudden noise, she saw Siu sticking her head out next to her door.
Seeing the interrupted performance, Siwoo apologizes with a frustrated expression.
“Ah, Amelia… I’m sorry. I had no intention of interfering.”
“No, the sound isn’t what it used to be. I was just about to quit.”
Siu stepped into Amelia’s room in a much more informal manner than before.
She didn’t even politely ask if she could come in now.
Amelia felt a little proud, thinking that the two of them had become closer.
At the same time she felt sad.
“Are you tired?”
“Yes, I must have studied magic too hard today.”
Slowly it was getting late.
Just looking at Siwoo’s half-closed eyes from sleepiness and his pajamas, it was clear that it was close to 12 o’clock.
“I will sort it out. Would you like to wait in bed first?”
Siwoo went to bed with Amelia as if it were natural.
Amelia, who usually doesn’t sleep well, went to bed for Siwoo as if it were natural.
“Previously…”
After hesitating for a moment, Shiu sat down on the sofa in front of Amelia.
“I want to hear more of Amelia-sama. It was so nice to hear.”
“Okay?”
A small conversation like this was unfamiliar to Amelia, and it was something she missed.
Enough to fill the deficiency of the heart caused by fragmentation and disappearance to some extent.
Amelia approached Siu and stroked her hair.
“Is there a song you want to hear?”
“I think any song would be good. I really don’t know anything.”
Seeing Siu sit in her right posture and prepare to listen, Amelia gently moved her strings again.
Throughout her performance, the melody did not reach her ears.
If only this moment could last a little longer…
Just like complaining about that small wind.
Over and over again, over and over again.
