11 – Motherly love? (1)
“…Phew.”
Facing the brightly rising moon,
Praising the beauty in false space.
The red dragon swallowed the cold drink down his throat.
A drink made to commemorate the meeting with the teachers.
The drink made from the fruit that was stored while testing its magic had aged well.
But she couldn’t feel that taste.
In my complicated mind, there was no way anything could go right.
“Another year has already passed.”
She
Because she was only focused on surviving after running away from humans.
Because he was a dragon who continued his life hoping that one day his resentment would be forgotten.
She did not attach meaning to time.
Six years.
It was about six years.
A newborn baby who can’t say anything and just cries walks while calling for his mother and father.
The time it takes to get to know the world while bickering with her friends.
It certainly wasn’t short –
She felt so regretful of the moments flowing from her hands.
There is no end in sight to enjoy as long as her life is not taken away –
Strangely enough.
“Do I really need to follow what’s written in the book?”
Letting out a cold breath,
White steam blowing out from the mouth –
She quietly scanned the brown leather cover with her eyes.
“Independence….”
A man and a woman meet and make a child,
When that child grows up into an adult.
All books said that the time of separation will come.
It is said that that moment can be exhilarating, bitter, happy, or sad.
There were some authors who comforted it by saying that it was an extremely natural feeling.
However, the parenting diaries written by most ‘mothers’ described it as joy.
You can escape to some extent from the shackles of the name ‘Mom’,
She said it was a time when she had the freedom to do what she wanted.
But that wasn’t the story she wanted.
It was good content for her as a ‘mother’ to read, but
For some reason, she, ‘Rosaria’, felt uncomfortable about the content.
“…Is there a story about someone who was adopted?”
A long sigh came out again.
For some reason, the aftertaste of sweet alcohol had become horribly bitter.
Enough to inadvertently frown.
Things I have done to make my wishes come true.
Everything I did to become a great mother.
As her achievements were steadily being revealed, she bit her lower lip.
To the point where I can’t even deny it –
She was nervous.
“Is there anything else that child needs?
What if I still lacked something as a mother…?
To say that my wish ‘came true’, isn’t there something lacking?”
Looking at the swirling red liquid,
She swallowed her last sip.
As expected, my body trembles and trembles at the bitter and astringent taste.
She put away the empty glass and bottle.
“…I have to go to his side.”
There is no way you can get drunk on alcohol of this strength.
She was staggering around, her tail lashing wildly in the air.
With a slightly red face.
There was no way he was drunk.
She just lost herself in the whirlpool of her emotions, and her excuse of drinking made her do that.
But her excuse was strong.
Enough to make a dragon move as if he were really drunk.
Enough to make her show emotions outside of herself that she doesn’t even know about.
“Oh, Mom?”
Russell was there, writing down something about her with a brilliant red flame burning in his hand.
She was sitting far away with a pillow and blanket,
Numerous pens were surrounding the area and watching the fire.
“Look at this. I think it’s the most stable thing I’ve ever made.”
As if he didn’t care about her condition,
The brown-haired boy continued writing down the spell he had spit out in an excited voice.
She added everything she felt and thought.
“…”
Darkened facial lines.
Clearer facial features.
And even the perfectly established, beautiful voice.
The way they were absorbed in magic seemed to the dragon like a beautiful piece of marble.
If I could, I would immediately want to transfer this image to a stone and put it in a safe.
However, some dissatisfaction was growing in her.
It keeps tickling deep inside her heart,
It makes you feel bitter even after drinking a drink that is clearly sweet.
“Stop it.”
To him who continues to write,
In the end, the red dragon opened his mouth.
In an overly firm and cold voice.
“Mom…Mom?”
“It’s dangerous to bring out the flame in a place where I’m not around.
What would you do if you started a fire?
Turn it off, right away.”
Was that really a concern?
The dragon did not answer that question.
Was it really affection?
At that question, the dragon closed his mouth tightly.
She was confused by an annoying feeling she had never felt before.
Of course, her feet were steadily moving towards Russell.
“I’m sorry.”
The red dragon placed its hand on his shoulder as he apologized and immediately pulled him back with strength.
With her tail tied around his legs, her arms groping his back, her nose buried deep in his arms.
“What?!”
I was taken aback by the unannounced action,
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Russell smiles bitterly when he notices the sweet and pungent smell of alcohol in the air.
“Mom, are you drunk a lot? You said to keep the remaining alcohol…”
“…”
I was stiff, but my voice relaxed.
Her stiffness, then her soft embrace in her arms.
Even though she is small in stature, her ‘son’ somehow tries to support her.
Rosalia felt her heart continue to ache.
Even though the person who clearly brought happiness was in her arms.
Even though the person who creates joy every day is showing affection.
She couldn’t say she liked it.
“Evil, mother, tail, tail!”
Rosaria didn’t know how to explain it and became even more grumpy.
***
“Queuuu – “
Yesterday’s mom was very strange.
She said she doesn’t take dragons, but now she-
“uuu!”
My body was being squeezed so painfully that I was really screaming.
Like those strange eyes yesterday.
Her tail, too.
Did she have any strange memories while drinking?
Or is she too cold to sleep alone?
Anyway –
“Mom, the sun has risen…”
I desperately tried to scream, even though I was already struggling to breathe.
With that big body,
With a height that still cannot catch up,
Moreover, I was trying to somehow get rid of my mother, who was tying me up with a tail that could pierce a person.
“…Hmm.”
“Mom, wake up.
I’m going to die if I keep doing this – “
“Die…?
Russell?
Why…?”
But were the words I spoke to wake my mother up the problem?
Mom opened her closed eyes once, but then she closed them again.
“aaah!!!”
“Why do you die when I’m by your side…
I am next to you…”
It hurt. It was incredibly painful.
I can’t even feel warmth or anything, it hurts so much that I shake my head.
She repeatedly pounded her mother’s arms with her head,
I tried to break free from her strong arms by putting strength on her arms.
“Mom…Mom – “
If you could see my face right now, I’m sure it would be bright red.
The last time she opened her mouth, with her eyes tightly closed as if they were about to explode.
“Russell…? Russell – hehehe?!”
Mom’s screams told me that this situation was over.
Her tail came loose as if she was dropping her skein,
Her arms pushed me to the side of the bed.
Even though I hit my forehead against the wall, I was at least able to break free from the tremendous pressure.
Cold sweat dampened her clothes, and her throat kept coughing.
“My, what a disgrace, Russell, Russell!”
He hurriedly unbuttoned and unbuttoned me,
My mother opened her window wide to let in the air and massaged my body as she cried.
“I’m sorry, my god, what did I do, with such a delicate child – “
“hehehe, hehehe…”
I couldn’t say anything to my mother who was apologizing to me, dripping thick drops of water.
I quickly inhaled the air that I had never known was sweet before and enjoyed the freedom.
I lifted up her throbbing arm and wiped away the tears that had flowed from the pain, then stood up and looked at her legs-
Sure enough. A thick red mark remained.
“Russell, are you okay? Huh? Mom-“
“Alcohol… Drink alcohol in moderation…”
My mom nodded her head repeatedly with her messed up face and wiped away my tears.
Is it because she doesn’t even have time to use her handkerchief?
As she continued to spread the salty energy onto my face and onto her own hands –
“I won’t say anything again from now on… I’m really sorry…”
In the end, he buried his head in my arms and cried again.
Her drooping tail showed her mother’s feelings very clearly.
She always wriggled vigorously, but seeing her rolling on the ground without a single movement was somewhat pitiful.
“Okay. So Mom, stop crying, okay?
Your clothes are all wet.”
“But, yes, but – “
“It’s my fault for practicing magic without permission yesterday.
I won’t worry about you from now on. Yes?”
To what extent was that correct statement?
My mother lifted her horn that was poking her chest and looked at me. She then moved away from me and changed her expression.
Something that has some elegance and sophistication.
“Yes, yes. I know that handling magic is fascinating, but
It’s dangerous anyway, Russell.
From now on, I will only use it when my mom gives me permission.
Do you understand?”
“Okay, so wipe your tears… No, come here.”
“I can do it alone…”
“Don’t be stubborn.”
But the messed up face still didn’t look that good.
I held her mother’s hand and sat her on the bed,
I carefully wiped the area around her eyes, which were slightly red and swollen.
“Oh, here’s the dot.”
“…Is it annoying?”
“No, it’s just pretty.”
“That… Is something that happens when you’re a dragon. Did you know…?”
“Well?”
She continued to groom her mother’s face, running her hands through the shiny red hair that fell between her horns.
Twirling her red hair with her fingers – for some reason, her mother’s reaction of blushing and averting her eyes was quite funny.
“Something strange…?”
“No, I thought it was funny that you were embarrassed after living together for six years.”
“…”
The sight of him blushing even more and bowing his head deeply is, what can I say?
It was like the shy girl in the novel.
Of course, the girl dyed her face red in front of the prince she had a crush on.
If I had to express it, it was like that.
If I were to express it.
