Chapter 202 – Episode 202. Each Person’s Path, Each Person’s Relationship (3)
It was only when he realized that Ymir’s lips had touched that something had gone down his throat with a skillful tongue.
“You, what are you…!!”
After swallowing it unconsciously, Margaret pushes Ymir’s body away in embarrassment.
Seeing Margaret like that, as if she was interested, Yumir started to put her finger on her lips that matched her smile.
“Hey, this makes me panic~ Anyway, even witches don’t have feelings, so they’ll be taken aback by sudden events.”
“Okay, so explain. What the hell… !”
A state where what she put in her mouth went down her own throat before she could judge her for herself.
There would be no problem with her poison, but Margaret had a hunch that what Yumir fed her was not a simple poison.
She was an archmage who had reached a level comparable to that of witches who had inherited the power of the ancients.
As if to prove it, right after she swallowed her food, changes like my body started to heat up quickly.
“Madoka. Have you heard of the research data I handed over to the Mage Tower recently?”
And Ymir, she does not hide what she has done.
Rather, the words she wanted to explain at this moment, I could feel the anticipation of whether her own intentions would reach even the existence beyond her own assumptions.
“What do you think it came from? The hint is why you came here.”
The reason she came here.
It wasn’t to save the hero, to find a new hideout for the Witch Society, or to form a partnership with a similar organization called the Anti-Human Alliance.
In order to find a man who inherited the witch’s blood and fulfill the long-cherished wish of one of the witches who made a pact with her…
“… No way.
Yes, even though it’s only half, a body that has inherited the witch’s power.
Ymir, who researched using that blood, is said to have plenty of opportunities to figure out her witch.
“The research on sealing the power of witches has already been finished.”
As if it teaches you that it’s not a bluff.
– Pound.
Her heart, which had maintained her composure all along, began to beat rapidly at this moment when she faced her old friend.
It was a sensation she had never experienced since becoming a witch.
Even when I dealt with the officers of the Demon King’s Army, my heart probably wouldn’t have been beating like crazy.
What the hell is this Doesn’t she look like she’s returned to being a human?
“No, that is nonsense. How do you do this… !”
“I got a sample, but if you can’t get to this level, you’ll have to get a ticket from the Archmage.”
– It’s okay.
After wiping off all the moisture from his body, Ymir soon narrows the distance with Margaret.
Margaret, who stiffened her body at her action and took a step back from her, soon pushed her to the wall and began to stare at the person in front of her.
With eyes that were extremely dangerous, contrasting with the emotionless ones before.
“Okay, how are you feeling? It’s been a while since I’ve regained my feelings as a human being.”
Ymir, who watched his gaze, asked while hiding his tension.
Since it was originally intended for mixed blood, it is unknown how effective it is for pure witches.
Of course, it was a situation where expectations and anxiety coexisted from her point of view.
“… Look, look.”
In the midst of such disturbing gazes, Margaret did not know what to do, and she began to tremble.
With her self-confidence completely lost until now, her body is on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
“See?”
“Don’t look… !”
At the end of it, with a timid cry, the body collapsed.
Her face, which she clutched with both her hands, was flushed red unlike before.
“… Um, Madoka?”
“… Ah, ugh. My, what do I say…”
It was a completely different reaction than I expected.
No matter how fast the drug works, the atmosphere has completely changed from before.
She thought that her inclination as a witch was stronger than that of a pure witch, but she wondered if it had a greater effect than weakening her medicinal effect?
“Unbeknownst to me, I said harsh things to Ymir… We finally met again, why am I like this…”
No, more than that, it must be because of the heart she has always harbored.
No matter how much she becomes a witch and she loses her emotions as a human being, her memories will remain, and the nostalgia that those memories will evoke will still exist.
She chased that nostalgia, and if she kept reminiscing about her days with him, her feelings for him would have accumulated.
Even if she didn’t feel anything when she faced herself at this moment, that would have caused her to catch her guard.
“Huh? Wait a minute my, what am i… ?”
It was like an unavoidable accident in which the feelings she had accumulated all along exploded without warning.
“Hey, I really didn’t expect this.”
“Eh, huh?”
Yumir notices the truth about her and closes the distance again to face Madoka. The moment her hand was placed on her body, Madoka’s body began to tremble.
“My Madoka. Was it so nice to meet you?”
“Oh, no, that… This, this is so…”
“No way, it’s been a long time since I met you, so I’m glad to see you. I understand everything too~”
A soft smile slowly formed on his lips.
But Margaret… No, for this moment, the woman who returned to Madoka couldn’t accept her kindness as it was.
“It’s too much, Yumil…”
She is that she is, because it was by her own will that she got into this state.
How could she feel at ease in the yard where she did this without a word of counseling about her condition and how she felt?
“Go, suddenly do something like this without warning!! You weren’t this kind of kid before!”
“No, until just now, it seemed like it was okay.”
“It was because I was a witch! Ha, but gee, this is… !!”
Madoka, with her tears welling up at the end, clenched her fists.
Unable to hold back her rising emotions in that way, she immediately shouted at Yumir.
“Aaaaa!! This is not the Yumil I know!”
“Huh? Madoka, wait…!”
At the end of her crying, Madoka turns from her seat and runs away.
Yu Mir, who had left the place and followed her traces, immediately corrected her daze and burst into laughter.
“Wow, how old are you and you’re crying because you made fun of me?”
Anyway, it must mean that there are a lot of things piled up.
Thinking that this would be a problem that you don’t have to worry about, Yumir quietly closed her eyes while holding her head up.
In the past, she reminisces about the time she spent hanging out with her.
Among them, her words of ‘Yumi’, her nickname for herself, realizing that the moment came when she was familiar with her own ears again.
“…I’m glad you look healthy. Madoka.”
The moment the steam in her eyes turned into water and landed in the bathtub.
But Ymir didn’t bother to wipe it.
For now she just wanted to enjoy this joyous reunion alone.
***
And, by the time my consciousness sank deep beneath the surface.
-Charleuk, charreuk.
When she heard the faint sound of water, like standing at the water’s edge, Heira took time to solidify the shape of the afterimage that shimmered in her head.
She remembers a time when she lived in the woods and of a deer without horns that she encountered while sitting by the water’s edge.
At that time, the deer drinking water at the water’s edge stood in front of her as if to protect the baby deer, who were much smaller than herself, until they drank all the water.
‘… Is it the mother deer?’
As she carved the deer into her eyes, the familiar voice she heard was the voice of her guardian who had raised her.
As a result, even if he couldn’t shake off his feelings for himself, he started as a slave hunter, a heartless man.
‘I can’t catch that one.’
However, even for such a man, there was an iron rule: ‘You must not kill a mother who is taking care of her young’.
Now that I think about it, it probably wasn’t because I sympathized with them.
It is only because they have to stay in the forest for a long time as they are fugitives, and if they kill an individual capable of breeding, their mouths to eat will decrease.
‘Dad, what’s the mother?’
And what Heira was curious about when he heard the iron rule of being a hunter was the word ‘mother’ that he had directly mentioned.
Now that I think about it, that statement also lacks common sense.
However, my father would explain it to the end, even though he thought he was unreasonable.
‘I’m talking about my mother.’
‘What kind of mother is she?’
‘I’m talking about beings who give birth to and take care of children.’
‘Then Dad is Mom?’
‘No, I didn’t give birth to you. It’s just a protector.’
‘Then why don’t I have a mother?’
‘… I’ll explain later.’
But even after that, the day did not come when she heard her explanation about what a mother was and why she did not have a mother to herself.
He always dodged the question in some way when it was time for him to ask, and Heira learned from that attitude that he found it difficult to answer.
‘Dad doesn’t know what a mother is.’
It would be a kind of considerate not to persistently ask about things you don’t know.
Decades of time passed without answering her curiosity about her mother, and after she left, while surviving alone in the forest, she naturally realized that curiosity while facing animals taking care of her child.
That they are beings that conceive life in their own bodies, send that life out of the world, and help them become self-reliant.
In the process, I understood that love and warmth were generously given, but that was only a conceptual story.
Why they could show so much affection for their children, Heira did not understand even now that they had left the forest.
Even if your love for someone blooms and you dream of that future.
Perhaps, even if the day comes when she will have a child with him in the future, in the end, she was no different from an orphan who had never received love from her mother.
-Charleuk, charreuk.
I can feel the bitterness from this realization gradually fading away as the water soaks my body.
No, to be precise, by someone’s hand sweeping her body using such a bite.
“… Are you awake?”
A warm and soft touch felt in the cold. Heira, who opened her eyes as if naturally drawn to him, carved someone’s face slowly coming in from the darkness into her eyes.
A woman with pointy ears with her blonde hair braided back, looking down at herself lying with her upper body leaning against the water’s edge.
“… Who?”
Yes, it was definitely an elf.
The people he saw for the first time in his life, who doubted even existed in this world except for himself.
“I’m Mom~ Mom~”
Such a stranger was looking down at him at this moment and smiling brightly.
With a very bright voice, as if replacing the sun that had already set.
“…Mama?”
“Mama~”
Without hesitation, she put the words she kept repeating while she was unconscious.
