174 – Show me
Boom!
A harsh shock resounds.
In front of Choi Si-woo, a girl was screaming like crazy.
It runs on all fours like an animal and swings a great sword that looks like it would hurt a lot if hit in the hand.
“…… “
“Crrrak!!”
Now, the anomalous sword path was all recognized as if it was familiar to the eye.
Twist your body in advance to avoid it.
The follow-up hit is also thrown by tilting the upper body.
When a normal strike didn’t work, the girl quickly took the lead after her.
She swings her great sword continuously like a windmill.
Avoid the horizontal slashes from 1st to 4th hits by bending down.
Starting with the 5th stroke, she let it go until the 9th stroke, hitting it with her palm.
The final blow was blocked by pulling out the sword.
“K, krrr!!”
When it didn’t work for the girl, she broke into a cold sweat.
The tip of the sword is increasingly shaking.
Is it because I’m tired?
Or is it because her heart is fluctuating?
The child, who had been worrying and hesitating, eventually rushes back with a renewed spirit of life.
As if he were a creature that could only do so.
“…… “
Even in the middle of a fight, I looked somewhere else.
A boy sitting crouched.
I thought it was fortunate.
The child was watching this scene next to Yurika.
She doesn’t protest at all when I brush her hair.
This is probably because the s*xual laws that pervade the body suppressed the child’s nature and restrained her actions.
‘…… ‘
Continue striking her sword.
An eternal war of attrition that never ends.
Choi Si-woo continued to move his body and thought for a while.
‘What…? ‘
What should I say?
What should I do?
Hesitating for a long time.
I blame myself.
Have I never been so gifted with words?
I want to say something nice… I just couldn’t get it into my head.
It was a time when I sighed with mixed feelings.
The girl’s great sword glowed red like a fire.
Geee—
The unusual flow of magical power heats up the sword body.
It was a blow that reminded me of No Face.
I’m sure you learned it from him.
I thought as I looked at the child running towards me to stab him.
Yes, I had to admit it.
I have no talent in this area.
So… I just decided to approach it honestly.
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“… !?”
Rather, take one step further.
Hold the girl’s shoulder.
As it is… pulled me into my arms.
* * *
―The expedition and subjugation is just around the corner… I feel sorry for saying this. Still, I think you should know.
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―I’m pregnant. Your child…
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―But there is a problem. With high probability… No, I won’t lie. It’s definitely a deformed child. Even if I were born, I wouldn’t live long.
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―You have to tell me by tomorrow at the latest.
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―Whether to erase or not… The subjugation is just around the corner and the facilities are poor… It’s now or there’s no chance.
I realized it a beat late.
This is a memory.
My own memories.
Choi Si-woo’s memories.
Memories of painful and bitter pain hidden deep within.
The scene of Yurika sitting alone in a secluded room unfolds before your eyes.
Looking at the photo in her hand, I feel a sinking feeling in my stomach that contains her life.
―… I’m sure they’re both brave, right? Because I received his blood. It’s natural.
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―Then whose daughter or son is this?
Her hand slowly sweeps down.
The fragile life wriggles under her touch.
Two weak, weak energies that are so weak that they can take your breath away at any moment.
My beloved daughter and son.
My blood relatives that I could not protect.
A sin that must be kept in one’s heart for the rest of one’s life.
And…… It is also this child’s past.
“… Crrr… “
The girl’s mouth is shining with life.
Tears are flowing down into the golden pupil like a wild animal.
I lowered my head.
You can see the blade of the greatsword stuck in her side.
It wasn’t deep.
If you push it in like this, it will crush major organs and cause fatal injuries.
But the child didn’t do that.
Why? Is she fighting the mission engraved on her body?
‘… Ha.’
The reason in my head was shouting.
Now is a golden opportunity.
But… I didn’t do that.
At least it couldn’t be sent in this form.
“… “Kruk!?”
I pulled her hand.
She hugs her child’s waist.
The startled child struggles in her arms.
I feel pain as if the sword blade embedded in my body is creaking and being cut.
I tried to hold back the emotions that threatened to explode and said those words again.
“… Sorry.”
I brushed away my rough, untidy hair.
“… Sorry.”
“…… Why.”
Why don’t you kill me?
A low voice is heard.
More painful words are heard that follow.
You hate me. You don’t like it.
“… It is not so.”
“Then why…” “Have you abandoned us?”
I didn’t throw it away. She didn’t forget anything.
I regretted it. She thought.
Always…… It was heartbreaking for her.
―Show me. How much you loved them and felt heartbroken. And tell me. It’s not a name I learned because someone else told me… The name given by the apostle.
“…… “
I rummage through my arms.
I take out a pocket watch that has faded from not being used for a long time.
Jump, bump, bump.
Good timing, Yurikawa boy.
The two people approached slowly.
“…… “
As I watched Yurika nodding her head without saying a word, I put some energy into my pocket watch.
The hour and minute hands, which had not moved for a long time, rotated rapidly, creating unusual sparks.
[Demon’s Pocket Watch (C+) is activated.]
[Invites the target into the caster’s image world.]
[Compared to the 《Artifact》, the caster’s imagery is so powerful!]
[Durability is permanently reduced.]
I just hugged the two children.
* * *
… Where is it?
It was the first word I realized.
What on earth am I?
It was the second word I thought of.
And then I hear a word.
―When you wake up, grab the sword.
That was the first voice I heard.
Time passes.
The days of wielding a sword, swinging, cutting, and stabbing.
Day after day, I satisfy my hunger with solid food that has no taste whatsoever and is devoid of any affection.
Suddenly I thought.
The unknown being that teaches oneself and one’s younger brothers is beautiful.
The face was especially beautiful.
But that beauty is a lie.
The skin turned inside out.
The skin of a person who can be called ‘mother’ beyond memory.
Why, rather than being angry at this being who could be called an enemy… I felt pitiful.
I felt sympathy for him (her) who was looking for and longing for something she could never get her hands on.
One day that I lived like that.
The being spoke.
―You guys do whatever you want.
A word without any explanation.
The one who only said those words and taught us disappeared as if he never existed from the beginning.
Naturally, my younger brother and I wandered.
I don’t know how much time I sat idly or picked up trash to make a living.
In the meantime, the murderous intent that had formed my foundation from the beginning gradually gained weight.
The father who abandoned me and my younger brother.
He hasn’t held on to us since he was in our mother’s womb.
It was probably annoying.
It was probably hateful.
It was probably annoying.
I understand.
Because he is a man with enough power.
There would have been plenty of women to replace him.
I understand.
It must have been a world like that.
You probably didn’t want to leave behind a child.
―No. For sure… Tears must have flowed.
My stupid little brother is whining.
You keep saying stupid things.
Stupid, stupid, stupid mutt anemone…… Grab one.
Then I cry again.
He’s a really stupid kid.
Who do I resemble so much that I cry so much?
―Let’s go.
―Sniff… Where?
Where, of course, is where the guy named Dad lives.
The way to get there is not difficult as I searched through what the being left behind and found clues.
―He will definitely abandon us and live happily alone.
It will be so.
It will definitely happen.
It has to be that way.
―A long time ago… Forgot about us a long time ago… Meeting other women… Giving birth to completely different children… He said he would be giving affection.
It will be so. For sure… For sure… For sure… I guess so.
Why, why?
Why… he is… he is…
‘Am I crying?’
Memories seep in.
I see him sitting down in tears, holding on to the traces of his mother who is crumbling and disappearing.
He is seen hitting the ground, regretting it, blaming himself, and swinging his sword.
He opens his mouth.
―I’m sorry for not being able to protect you.
He shouts.
―I’m sorry for not being able to love you.
He looks at me.
―Not even once……
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I have never forgotten.
* * *
I lifted my gaze.
Tears flow down like rain from obsidian-like eyes.
“…… Dad.”
I can see him looking startled.
Soon, more than surprised, he smiles brightly and becomes happy.
He sweeps his face.
‘… It’s warm.’
I can feel the warmth flowing through my body.
The terrible ghosts that had occupied every part of my body from the beginning were slowly escaping.
The child instinctively realized that there was no time.
Close your mouth.
What I really wanted to ask.
I already know the answer.
He asks as if he must hear it from his mouth.
“… Us… “Do you love me?”
“… Huh. “I love you so much.”
Answer without any hesitation.
The child smiled brightly.
Turn his head.
My foolish younger brother is crying.
And the mother is crying even louder than that.
You idiot… I wondered who he looked like… It was just the same.
“Name… “
The child continued speaking even though he was panting.
“Name… Please call me.”
“…… “
Choi Si-woo stroked the child’s forehead.
Slowly lower your head and kiss me.
“Choi Haru.”
She extends her hand towards Yurika.
I sweep the forehead of the boy who is crying sadly and kiss him in the same way.
“Choi Woori.”
The two children smiled as if they had no regrets whatsoever.
Through the two bodies, Leah’s sacred power begins to reincarnate, forming yin and yang.
It breaks. Disappears It turns into powder and scatters.
“Hmm… “Hmm.”
Yurika must have sensed that it was time to leave, covering her face with both hands and lowering her head.
She holds her shoulders.
“… Yurika. “Bless me.”
I hope we meet again someday… And I hope that time is not far away.
“Please do me a favor.”
“…… Yes.”
Yurika caught her breath.
A beautiful chant begins to flow from her mouth.
The chant continued for a long time until the children left.
