77 – Disaster (5)

Sniff.

Lelia, who took off her witchy neat attire and changed into a comfy dressing gown, twitched her nose around me.

I looked at Lilia, who roamed around her like a puppy, disgusted.

“Why… No, why is that?”

“No, it smells strange from somewhere.”

“I don’t feel much…”

As I said that, I walked away from Lilia.

I meant that I, who has a much better sense of smell than you, couldn’t detect anything wrong, so don’t make it a problem.

“Hmm… Nope… It smells a bit different.”

“It must be because of my mood.”

Lilia, who had come as far as I had fallen, circled close to me again and sniffed at her. She’s not some kind of blood-smelling monster. What is this?

“Ah!”

She gradually closed the street, took my hand and yanked me away.

How can a servant refuse when his master calls? I was just being pulled as she pulled.

Lillia buried her face in the nape of her neck. She grabbed me by the waist and tickled me.

“It’s from you.”

“Yes, that’s right, master pervert.”

The touch of his breath was hot. Unlike the outside, the inside of the house was very warm, so I felt it even more. The smell of her perfume mixed with the scent of flowers that she sprayed on.

Should I slap you like Lilia did? When you’re in trouble like that.

Lilia grinned and she fell back.

“Because my cheeks are precious~”

Covering my cheek with her hand as if making a calyx, she quickly backed away and smiled briskly.

It seems that he read my intentions one step ahead.

Lilia, who moved like splashing water, ran away before I could raise my hand.

“Oh, the perfume suits you well. I wear it every day.”

It disappeared within my reach, leaving only traces of those words.

I licked my lips as I opened and closed her hand out of regret.

It was a rare opportunity to slap the owner, but it turned out to be a pity. Don’t miss it next time. With that promise, she clenched her fist.

“Guys, stop playing and get ready for dinner.”

“Yes”

“Yes.”

When Mother called from the kitchen, we answered at the same time and headed in the direction of the sound.

“I didn’t play. I just played along with my master’s indecent behavior.”

“All right, all right. Here, take your plate.”

“Yes.”

I tried to express my regrets to my mother, but her seed didn’t work either.

I was planning on punishing Lilia through the most powerful person in this house, but it seems unlikely.

I moved the white plate to the table.

A small table just the right size. It was the perfect size for a family of four to enjoy a meal together.

The table would have been used by one person until today, but today it will be able to do its job. Because today the family is back.

There’s one more uninvited guest.

The legitimate members of this house were chatting behind the scenes.

“By the way, Lilia. Weren’t you out of touch with men? But are you okay now?”

“I’m still a bit clumsy with men… But he’s fine.”

“Hmm.”

My mother looked me up and down. His eyes were so clear that you could actually feel the touch wherever you looked.

“I guess men like being pretty too?”

“That’s not because of that?!”

“Okay, okay. Come on, bring your fork and knife here.”

“Isn’t that true?!”

“Yes, carry it quickly.”

Lilia grumbled and set the forks and knives to suit.

She was briefly blinded in the process. She averted her gaze and avoided me.

I wanted to do it too much.

My mother watched the scene and said a word.

“Oh, how fresh.”

“Don’t get me wrong because that’s not really the case. Do you know how much people are treated like that outside…?”

“Of course I don’t know. My daughter doesn’t talk about herself so how would her mother know?”

“…Sorry.”

Lilia is just being made fun of.

She is a shameless Grilia who is equal to those of a higher social status than herself and to her capitalists.

I admired a sight that is rarely seen.

As expected, family is like that.

If I had a mother or daughter like that, what would I have done?

That kind of relationship wouldn’t have happened.

Mother smiled at Lilia, who had become depressed, and continued to prepare her dinner.

A fragrant smell wafted from the kitchen, the slightly orange-tinted lights were warm like the sunset, and the sound of human laughter often decorated the darkened hours like the sound of crickets.

It was also different from the table between the mercenaries, which was always noisy, or the table at the orphanage, which was solemn even though it was playful.

This is a family scene that I read in a novel one day. When I realized it again, I spit out admiration again.

I didn’t actually spit it out, I swallowed it. Because I didn’t want to suddenly become a madman who admires dinner being prepared.

Anyway, I suddenly realized that I had a longing for a table like this.

Dinner was meat pie.

It was more delicious than the ones sold in the market.

“Wouldn’t it be nice to have a lot of meat?”

Then I don’t like it.

I haven’t seen a single person in my life who doesn’t like meat, except for the fact that he always wants to eat it but says so just to hold back.

Meat is more than family, it is an emotion that everyone can love and sympathize with.

I silently raised my thumb and praised my mother’s cooking. It was because it wasn’t pretending to say something with something in her mouth.

What’s so funny, like when my mother sprayed perfume on me, she laughed.

“Whoa… I’m glad you liked it. There’s a lot, so you have to eat a lot, okay?”

I pushed the food in my mouth down my throat and answered.

“It wasn’t just that I liked it, it was the most delicious pie I’ve ever eaten. The owner must have been really happy to be able to eat something like this every day.”

“Not every day. Occasionally.”

“So you think you can make other menu items as delicious as this meat pie…?”

Amazing.

This is why people cook at home.

“You’re flattering me again? I don’t have anything to give you even if you praise me like that?”

“It’s not flattery, it’s true. What should I do?”

“Lilia, what’s wrong with the kid? Haven’t you eaten something delicious?”

“I fed you! What are you looking at me for?”

Lillia raised her voice resentfully.

“And mom’s cooking is delicious, so you can have confidence.”

“Yeah, I actually knew. Ah~ I feel like my self-esteem is recovering after receiving compliments from my daughter for the first time in a while.”

Mother smiled refreshingly. Lillia laughed as if it were absurd.

“It’s so nice that you guys are here. You’re not lonely, and they only say nice things like this.”

“If I have time, I’ll come back often.”

“Should I bring Eva too? I like that she’s cute.”

“…Mom, Iva is not her handmaid. You know that?”

“Oh, there’s nothing he can’t say.”

As Lilia succeeded in avenging her misunderstanding she received by entering the house today, she raised the corners of her mouth proudly.

My mother said she was happy that we were here, but it seems the same goes for Lilia.

Even if she didn’t say anything, she was excited to meet her mother after a long time, and her heart felt more relaxed. His expression widened.

It was a harmonious dining table.

It has been a long time since Morve started chasing me.

Nothing has been resolved yet, but the joy of rest does not go away.

After dinner she took a bath.

A grass-scented bath salt greeted me in the cypress wood bathtub.

After that, the bedroom went back without much incident.

There, I could see my mother decorating my bed with dolls.

“Um… Mother…? This is…”

“Huh? It’s a doll.”

“Yes, I know. Why did you use the doll…”

“She feels better when she sleeps with her doll. She’s not lonely. When Lilia and I were little, she often did that.”

Mother held her doll tightly as if demonstrating her. The way she buried her cheeks in her doll was cute, but the thought of me doing it was gross.

The doll was not there except when she carried an armful of her arms to her younger siblings as gifts.

I don’t have the idea that men shouldn’t like dolls, but my masculine temperament made me reluctant to sleep with a doll.

“Now, try it yourself.”

As I was thinking about that, a doll was held out to me before I knew it. Still a bit uneasy

My caring mind like the sea was not enough to refuse the favor given.

While wandering between my masculine temperament and a broad mind like the sea, I accepted the doll. Should I embrace this now?

He frowned. I thought that if the impression was blurred, it would be less repulsive.

While doing so, my mother laughed and slapped me on the back. It was a much stronger and less uncomfortable contact than before.

“Ahahahaha! Seriously, why are you so cute? Don’t put too much meaning to it. It’s just a decoration because the room is empty.”

She tugged at my cheek. His playful smile was impressive. The pain was more impressive than that.

As she said, there were several decorations added to the room besides the dolls. Aromatic candles and vases brightened up the dull room.

This house is unique. There is incense everywhere. It’s not excessive though.

Always in moderation, turning an unpleasant smell into something I like. If there is a scent you like, you will naturally fall in love with it.

As light illuminates a room, incense is used to create a still life. This house seemed to follow that policy.

“Oh, you hate dolls because you’re a man? That’s not okay. Men and women should live equally.”

“This is a rejection based on my personal preference. It is absolutely not a concept that separates men and women…”

“Okay, okay.”

I let go of the ball I pulled. As expected, the elasticity was different because it was a young body, but it regained its original shape with considerable elasticity.

“Anyway, don’t stay up late. If you don’t like dolls, you can put them down. You have to sleep well, okay? Dark circles in your eyes are too bad.”

As he said that, he stroked my hair.

“Sleep well.”

Mother left her room with those words. For a person who always acted late, this time was quite early.

I can’t sleep in the first place. I have to sleep Otherwise, this house could disappear in an instant due to regeneration.

It is a wonderful experience.

I am definitely an uninvited guest, but I am treated more than a guest.

With my young appearance, it seems like I have become part of the family in this house.

I sat on the bed and hugged the doll.

The loneliness did not go away. I didn’t even feel better. It was hot because it felt like I was hugging thick clothes.

Maybe it’s because we only hugged and couldn’t sleep.

**

It was a bright day.

The flowers were still dancing in the cool breeze, and the clouds were drifting away against the blue background. It was a leisurely day, as if even the bugs would throw themselves into drowsiness.

“I’m really sorry about the day before.”

In such a cozy flower field, the president of an association bowed his head.

The scent of black tea that revealed my body permeated between the scent of flowers. I savored it and nodded.

“Yes, Lady Fresia did something wrong.”

“Yaya Iba, what should I say?”

Lilia cleared her throat once, then she grinned.

“It’s okay, Mr. President. There are times when a human being naturally surrenders to his emotions once or twice.”

She, like me, enjoyed the scent of black tea and continued.

“But there is a responsibility in everything. I look forward to your full cooperation in the future, Chairman♪”

“You guys are strong in many ways. I’m the president after all.”

“Oh, there’s no need to worry about that, Mr. President. Anyone can see that the appearance is overflowing with luxury.”

“Yes, the appearance is praised, I am very grateful for that…”

Although the chairman is the owner of black tea, he was the last to drink it and quietly closed his eyes.

“…Morveh. I’ve been researching her on my own since you guys told her.”

The chairman looked into the void with lonely eyes.

“Everywhere I looked, the deceased was right. My close friend… All the records said that. But there are some things that can’t be known from the records alone. I continued to look for traces of her. Friends’ records, magic, and even criminal records. I went up to find everything that could be verified with only papers. In the meantime, I found a record. One of her juniors, someone who was punished as a vampire.”

“I see.”

Lilia nodded her head in agreement. But she straightened up and seemed to say that the corners of her stiff mouth were putting up with boredom.

“I was shocked when I saw that. No, I should have chewed on my shame. Until now, I’d only covered my friend with death and never delved deeper into it. What a shame…!”

“Wait, wait, Chairman. Is it okay to tell that grandiose story later? We are not here to tell her story, but to find out how to overthrow her.”

It’s too much. To cut it off when people are talking so hard. He is also my master.

“So, how do you defeat a self-replicating necromancer?”

Freecia hardened her gloomy expression and met Lilia’s eyes. In that gaze, she felt a spirit that would not be a pity to call her the president of an association.

“It’s simple. Just kill the main body. If the main body doesn’t exist, all the strings connecting them will be severed, so naturally, the clones disappear as well.”

As expected.

It’s the same way we thought.

“That… Chairman… It would be really nice if we did too.”

I spoke after her.

“The main body does not exist in Morbe. There are only duplicates.”

“What…?”

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