Chapter 531 – Week 7 Saturday (11)
Marey waited in silence until Merande stopped crying. It didn’t take long, but Merande shook her head a few times and let out her light breath as if nothing had happened. From crying to stopping crying. Lee Ha-woon’s words came to mind when he evaluated this blonde vampire lady as a crybaby.
“It was when I was little.”
Marey spat out what she wanted to say first. Even now she was young for herself and Merendet. She never thought of herself as an adult.
Of course, as she practiced child-making every day, it became a habit (?) For her to ejaculate comfortably inside the wombs of Ravela and her latrine twin elf sisters, but Marei still believes that she is still a child. It was taken for granted that
Of course (?) Here, the education (?) Of the older sisters who raise (?) The boy makes this idea natural, but secret meetings of females are frequently held and discussions about discipline (?) Are difficult to notice. It was a long way.
Merende said nothing. She just looked at Marey with slightly enlarged eyes, red eyes that were slightly watery.
“Seven years old… You said Merande is a year older than her sister, right? Then she’s six years old. She thinks she can. I don’t even remember what she was doing back then. Because it was when her mother was alive. She must have been fooling around.”
How old was she and what did she do. What was she at what age? Nothing specific could be said. Life in the countryside didn’t have any big changes, and after having fun outside, I just snooped around the village and went home in time for the approaching sunset.
Looking back at each memory, many things come to mind, but a few years ago. Few days ago. It’s been a long time since I remembered those specific things. Merende was 10 years ago. She might think it was nothing if someone heard it, but she remembered it as vividly as if it were yesterday.
10 years ago. It wasn’t that far away when I recalled it, but it was just a story of a distant time when the curtain of time was gently pulled back. At least that was the case for Marey.
She said, “Neither did I secretly steal her sister’s cookie tin and try to eat it, nor did I break it. It’s all bad. But I can understand.”
She thought about Merende’s older sister, whom she had never met, whom she had only heard of. She must be a mature person. She is a 7-year-old who can understand her little brother’s tantrums and misdeeds.
I felt depressed without knowing why. Merende was an integral part of Romania’s political scene. Marey thought about Merande’s older sister, remembering how people she had never met came and threatened.
Did she already become an adult enough to understand Merende? Or is she just a person who can understand and move on with her brother? Neither the former nor the latter was easy. But it seemed to be the former.
Maybe she grew up too quickly in the complicated situation of Romania. She stared at Merende. She was still young Marei looked at the girl in front of her eyes. She is a bit smaller than himself.
“It’s not strange. Yeah, that’s weird I know very well. So… You want to change I want to be me, not me.”
Mrende laughed a little, wondering what was so funny. Marey never laughed. No, she couldn’t laugh.
“I’m ashamed right now and I want to run away. It’s embarrassing that I just cried, and it’s embarrassing to talk like this as if nothing happened. I still want to change. So be patient Doesn’t it look awkward?”
Maray involuntarily drew in a long breath. Merende was strange. Yeah, she was so weird. It wasn’t her fault she was, it was because she wanted to change and she was projecting multiple versions of herself.
Did I find out too late? Marey looked into Merande’s red eyes. She was shaking, but she couldn’t understand her feelings anymore. No, maybe she didn’t know from the beginning. Couldn’t she have just arbitrarily cut her girl named Merande within herself? Marey suddenly had such an idea.
What kind of person is this child? Marey did not know in Merende. Is the Merande that Lee Ha-woon is looking at really the Merende? Is the Merande she sees really the Merende? Marai couldn’t get her words out easily, so she just kept her mouth shut and looked at Merende.
“I am… “
Still, she had to speak. Marey forced her voice, which didn’t come out well, thinking that if she didn’t say anything now, she wouldn’t know her in the future.
“I don’t know much about Merende. I talk a lot with Merende, but Merende always tried to change. Sometimes it felt so far away. Sometimes it seemed too weak. There are times when I feel stronger than myself. That’s why I don’t know much about Merende.”
Merande showed no reaction to the boy’s words. She couldn’t read her emotions. With her red eyes just looking at herself, Marei continued her words.
“I think the Merande I know and the real Merande may be different. But… Therefore… I want to know more about Merende. What is not the real Merendenya. I just want to know a little more about Merende.”
The vampire lady’s eyes widened.
“You are my friend.”
“…It’s disgraceful to say that.”
Merande only laughed weakly with a shy expression.
Evening was slowly approaching. The sun, which can’t be called a sunset, was floating in the sky, but the world was painted a little bit of vermilion.
Marey and Merende walked the streets in silence for a while. The back of her hand passed by several times, but Marey did not hold her hand. For some reason, she felt distant. It didn’t even occur to her that she could hold on to Merende just because she said she was holding on tight.
I don’t know. Marey glanced at Merande. Her red eyes met her gaze, and Merande shyly avoided her gaze. At first she thought he understood her. But the more she got to know her, the more she came to her conclusion that she couldn’t know.
Like Philia, like Labella, and like other women, they violate and violate their limits. Wouldn’t it be possible to understand her if I whispered her love? Marais shook her head to brush off her sudden thoughts.
“Isn’t it awkward?”
Merende spoke her first. Marey nodded her head cautiously.
“I’m embarrassed. I want to hide somewhere right now.”
Merande’s clenched fists were shaking. Are you paying attention? But she wasn’t sure. That’s why she wanted to know more about the vampire girl.
“Cute.”
“…Suddenly?”
At Merende’s reaction, Marai looked at her to see if she had done something wrong. It wasn’t that she didn’t like it.
“It was just a random thought. Sorry.”
“Eww… Really…”
Merende’s red shoes kicked her sidewalk block.
“It’s good to try. It’s okay to rest if you’re tired. She’ll wait until Merande gets better. Merande is Merende. Just, she wanted to say this.”
Her blonde vampire girl only muttered in a low, inaudible voice as her fingertips twirled her hair on the side of her shoulder. She couldn’t understand, but Marei didn’t bother asking.
“I have nothing to say. Is it because I play with animals too much? What do you usually talk about at times like this?”
“Well. Wouldn’t it matter?”
“It doesn’t help…”
Mrende said that she was the subject of conversation, so she just vomited up funny stories. She was clumsy in trying, but she was, so she wanted to cheer. Even so, she said that it was a story of a girl who was very lacking in school life, but there was nothing special about it.
Of course, since most of Marei’s day was marked by lust, she had nothing to share. Based on Ravella’s mole on her thigh, she presses three fingers above her and makes a cute voice. Illien and Idrien have similar skin. How can you talk about tightening in a slightly different way since the exercises you do these days are different?
“Marey doesn’t have much to say…”
“Should I call a helper… ?”
I thought that if she was Celine or Gillia, she would tell a lot of interesting stories. She didn’t even mention it because the only things she could talk about, even Marei, were magic or military science, which she was studying these days.
“I hate that.”
Merende spoke uncharacteristically sternly. Without even deciding where to go, Marais wandered the streets with Merende. I could feel the glances from people passing by, but I was able to ignore it lightly because I was getting used to it little by little. Until someone puts a shoulder to shoulder.
“…Huh?”
“Is it a coincidence that we meet on the weekend?”
“Gilia!”
I just needed help. Gillia widened her blue eyes as if surprised to see Marey greet her loudly.
“I am more than happy to see you like this. Are you on a date?”
“Oh, no… Until the date… It’s not like that…”
“Well, I guess. Hello, senior Melan?”
Gillia smiled and greeted Merende, but Merende only avoided her gaze. Gillia just laughed at Merende’s callous reaction to her. She was watching the tiny animal tickle.
“What’s going on with Gillia?”
“On my way to the library.”
Gillia tapped the heavy-looking bag slung on her back.
“Are you going to the library at this time?”
“It’s noisy because there are a lot of relatives at home. I plan on sleeping in the dormitory.”
A sort of strategic retreat. At Gillia’s words, Marey let out a small laugh. At first, it felt very sharp and hard. Is it because you can afford it?
“Are you studying well for the test?”
“Uh… Joe, a little bit?”
You’re not doing it. Gillia laughed lightly.
“Wouldn’t Miss Julia be very angry if I got bad grades? He cares for you terribly, can’t we disappoint you?”
“Yes…”
“Aren’t you confident?”
“It’s my first time, so I don’t know how it will turn out.”
At her honest answer, Gillia continued her words as if to reassure her.
“There must be quite a few kids who haven’t even read a book yet, so don’t worry. “
“I will try… !”
“Haha… That’s…”
Just as she was about to say something, her eyes met red eyes staring at her. Seeing Merende’s eyes looking at her resentfully, Gillia glanced at the seemingly ignorant boy with a subtle expression.
Waiting for a horse of her own, this cute relative sister seemed too absent to notice her.
“Oh, I had an appointment at the library. I’ll be late. Let’s talk later, Marey?”
“Yes? Oh, then you should go. See you next time!”
Gillia glanced at Merende. How clumsy her expression of emotion is. No, are you being honest? Judging by her delight, it was immediately apparent that she was more like a younger sister than older than herself.
Quickly moving her steps, Gilia recalled Merende and Marey, who were walking with her vague sense of distance. Could this wicked relative’s younger brother be straddling Princess Philia’s legs while dating her? No, it seemed too bold for that.
Then she must be unrequited. Gilia saw the sun setting in her bitter mouth and let out a small sigh without even realizing it.
