Chapter 1271 – ##05_God Mother Dorothy (5)
1.
“Darling.”
“Yes.”
“Darling, darling, darling.”
“Yes, yes.”
“Darling, darling, darling, darling.”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
“I missed you. You missed me a lot too, right, darling?”
“Of course.”
Dorothy and Siwoo walked side by side along the apartment complex’s promenade after leaving the café.
No matter how well-decorated it was, it was a bit lacking compared to the promenade in Gehenna, but as befitting an incredibly expensive complex, it was modernly landscaped, so to speak.
However, personally, Dorothy thought that she liked this place, where her newlywed home with Siwoo was, more than the promenade in Gehenna.
“Who were those people earlier?”
“Why? Don’t tell me~ was there someone you liked? Are you thinking of cheating on your beautiful new bride?”
“You seem to have a lot of energy today.”
“Really? I guess I’m just happy to see you after a long time, darling. They’re just new friends from the neighborhood. I’m planning to get close to them. Oh~ right. You remember today, right? It’s Dorothy Chef’s revenge day, you know? I was shocked by your reaction last time, so I’ve prepared diligently. You better be ready.”
“Ah, that time….”
“No excuses needed!”
Last time refers to when Dorothy ambitiously prepared a Korean meal for Siwoo.
She had diligently researched and made kimchi stew, bulgogi, kimchi, and various other dishes, but Siwoo’s reaction was lukewarm.
Well, actually, he did a double somersault in the air and cheered as soon as he took a big spoonful, so Siwoo’s reaction itself was excellent.
The problem was that Dorothy, who was quick-witted, realized that Siwoo’s reaction was somewhat exaggerated.
He was very happy with the ‘effort’ put into the cooking, but he didn’t seem to be very impressed with the ‘taste.’
“Actually, I thought I did a re~ally good job?”
“Of course. It was delicious.”
“That’s not enough~ because my rivals are the Pink Duke and that sly daughter, Rinne.”
Right.
That’s the problem.
The home-cooked meals of the Pink Duke, which can’t be surpassed by just being average, and the Japanese cuisine of the genius chef Rinne.
The skills of these two are comparable to or even surpass those of a decent chef.
For Dorothy, who only knew how to enjoy gourmet food and had never cooked herself, it was an unscalable fortress as high as the wall of the hierarchy.
“Everything Dorothy makes is delicious.”
“No~ my goal for my long~ vacation is to see you shed tears of emotion after eating my food.”
“I’ve never cried while eating.”
“Not even when you were human?”
“Not even when I was human.”
Making silly jokes, Dorothy rubbed her head against Siwoo’s shoulder like an obedient cat.
It was just the way home together, but Siwoo smiled, seeing her so overjoyed.
This joy that could be obtained on a quiet promenade was not an exaggeration from the compulsion to be happy.
Nor was it self-hypnosis of forcing oneself to chew on something that had lost its sweetness.
Does darling know?
How much of a salvation he was to Dorothy.
How the existence of Shin Siwoo had changed her life.
If she were to say that he was giving her the reason for living that Dorothy had once longed to obtain every day, how much would he understand?
She wanted to tell him, but she didn’t want to.
She just wanted to keep it to herself and look at it until it was worn out.
“Kiss me, darling.”
“Here? It’s all visible on the CCTV in the elevator.”
“Quickly~ if you don’t use your tongue, it doesn’t count?”
Ah, right.
There might be some people who are curious, but there’s also an afterword to Angel and Hella’s joint spy investigation.
It’s true that Dorothy and Bianca joined forces, but that doesn’t mean it was a permanent cooperation.
Weren’t the public such beings in the first place?
They had only temporarily joined forces because their goals aligned, and Dorothy and Bianca each had their own ulterior motives.
Dorothy’s goal was to seize the large-scale coca tree and poppy plant project, and Bianca also tried to take over the arms trafficking business, at least in the Latin American region.
As we can see from the fact that Bianca Bellili later became a Mexican drug lord, the victory in this competition ultimately goes to Hella.
First of all, Bianca and Dorothy’s compatibility wasn’t very good.
Bianca’s intercontinental ballistic magic couldn’t penetrate Dorothy’s absolute defense.
However, for Dorothy, who had slow mobility, the attacks that flew in once a day from thousands of kilometers away were very annoying.
Dorothy, who was thoroughly heated by the unexpected attacks that flew in even while eating and bathing, secretly traced Bianca’s magic to pinpoint her location and went to attack her with a subordinate specialized in high-speed movement.
‘Bianca! Come out! I know you’re here!’
However, even that attempt ended up being futile.
Bianca had hired a ‘mercenary’ specialized in close combat, anticipating Dorothy’s attack.
A witch who seemed to be waiting to greet Dorothy, who was uncharacteristically heated to the point of her hair standing on end.
-Swish
Black hair as dark as night and black eyes that shone eerily like a monster.
Wearing a kimono and holding a greatsword as tall as herself and a shorter sword in both hands, she asked a question.
‘I’ve been curious for a while.’
‘Witch of the Path. How strong are you?’
Even among the public, she was an object of awe, the demon ogre.
The Sword Witch, Rinne Samakiel.
Dorothy, who was a veteran of a hundred battles, couldn’t help but feel a chilling shiver down her spine at that moment.
‘Cut.’
The glint of the pure white blade contrasted with the dark reflection.
The spirit of Rinne, who sought strength by throwing her life into the middle, was as intense as her distortion.
-Trickle, trickle
“Husband. Are you home?”
That Rinne is now watering the green onions planted in a pot with a watering can~ yeah.
For reference, in Dorothy’s house, they grow green onions, as well as radish sprouts and herbs, which they cut off and use as cooking ingredients when needed.
Ah!
That’s not the important thing!
It was so natural that I paused, but today is a precious day alone with Siwoo!
But isn’t it a mess that there’s an uninvited guest when I come home excited?
Rinne was a dangerous element that was constantly trying to interfere with Dorothy’s harmonious family life.
“What are you doing?”
Dorothy, who was in a bad mood, grabbed the hem of Rinne’s clothes, who had illegally trespassed, and lifted her up.
It looked like she had grabbed a black stray cat by the scruff of its neck and lifted it up.
“I’m watering the green onions.”
“That’s not it~ I’m asking why you’re here. This is my and darling’s newlywed home, you know? Don’t you know that darling is mine today?”
“Rinne? You came without contacting us.”
“I came because I missed my husband.”
Indeed, Rinne was a master of martial arts.
Even while dangling in the air, she sprinkled water with a perfect posture and made eye contact with Siwoo.
“Darling~ there’s a stray cat in the house. What should I do? Should I throw it out the window?”
“We’re on the 33rd floor, though?”
“Didn’t you know? Cats are okay even if they fall from a high place.”
“That’s a very psychopathic answer….”
“Husband. Dorothy is trying to kill me.”
Like this, Dorothy and Rinne were like oil and water.
At first, it seemed like Dorothy was unilaterally teasing the taciturn Rinne, but Rinne, who had excellent learning abilities, had also greatly improved her skills in turning Dorothy’s words around.
At that moment, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen.
“What, what is it? Did you cook?”
“Husband, I’ve prepared dinner.”
Dorothy, who was shocked, threw Rinne away (Rinne landed with a perfect 100-point posture) and ran to the kitchen.
There, a feast of splendid course meals, as if Rinne had put in all her effort, was prepared.
Dorothy, who had gone grocery shopping and practiced cooking hard to make a meal for Siwoo today, stared blankly at the terrible sight.
She had practiced so hard because she was upset that she couldn’t satisfy Siwoo.
She wanted to make Siwoo exclaim in admiration today.
Just because she was a witch didn’t mean she was good at everything.
She could tell just by the smell.
No matter how much Dorothy practiced, she wouldn’t be able to make such a dish.
Dorothy suddenly became very sad.
“Husband, Dorothy’s food is ordinary. My food is more delicious.”
“……”
Dorothy strode up to Rinne, who was teasing her with her unique dry tone.
“Do you have something to say?”
“You’re bad!”
And then she thumped her on the head.
It was a light tap, but Rinne, surprised by the sound that seemed like a ‘thwack!’, widened her eyes and covered her head.
Siwoo was also surprised.
“Today! I was going to make food for darling! What is this! I’ve been preparing for two weeks….”
Hearing the thin, trembling voice, Dorothy was teary-eyed and biting her lip, looking so sad.
“I know, okay? That I’m not good at cooking! But I wanted to make it for him!”
Where had her usual composure gone? Dorothy, who was almost whining like a child, was expressing her sadness, and Rinne also shrank back for no reason.
It seemed like she had definitely touched Dorothy’s sore spot.
“That wasn’t what I meant…. Don’t cry.”
“I’m not crying?!”
“You just shed a tear. Here, on your left cheek.”
“I’m! Not! Crying!”
How foolish.
Why was she crying so much over something like this?
She had survived much harsher environments without shedding a single tear.
She had lived so well.
Why was she showing such a weak side even though she was so happy?
“I’m not talking to you anymore!”
While lamenting her own foolishness, Dorothy slammed the door and went into the bedroom.
