## Chapter 125 – Low. Farewell
The defeated onlookers, who had been engrossed with envious eyes, momentarily stopped their self-pity. Before long, they erased the envious gazes from their faces, adopted rather stern expressions, and rose from their seats.
Of course, even if they tried to appear dignified while covered in semen and with vaginal fluids dripping down, it was true that they couldn’t command any real authority.
Charlotte lay on the bed, stroking 25’s still-hard erection, and gave them a provocative smile.
“Now, who here can truly satisfy Number 25?”
It was a statement directed at Low, but for some reason, Acer seemed more wounded. Since arriving at Low’s Tower, Acer was the only one who hadn’t been intimate with Number 25.
All she had done was moan like a bitch at Low’s touch, only managing to leak fluids from her vagina. She clasped her hands to her chest, her face twitching as if she were about to cry.
In contrast, Low nodded with a fairly calm expression.
“Yes… I understand what you two want to say.”
Acer, seeing Low’s unexpectedly gentle demeanor, looked at Low’s face with a hopeful expression.
“Does that mean…?”
Hope that she might finally get Number 25 back, Acer didn’t hide it, sending an almost burdensome gaze towards Number 25.
Low didn’t immediately respond to Acer’s expectations. She sat on the edge of the bed where Number 25 was lying, fiddled with Number 25’s fingers, and then opened her mouth.
“I need to talk to this one for a moment… Wait outside for now.”
The two, who had constantly argued with Low’s opinions and only showed dissatisfaction, didn’t raise any objections to the changed atmosphere.
The two years were a time when Acer and Charlotte longed for Number 25, but also a time when Low and Number 25 had built affection.
It was impossible to resolve it all at once, and Low also needed time to think.
Charlotte grabbed Acer’s hand, who was standing blankly, and headed towards the door.
“Then we’ll be waiting outside… Call us when you’re done.”
After the two left, the room became quiet as if a lie. Low got up, put on the clothes she had taken off, and stared blankly at Number 25’s face.
Low, who had been sitting at the table, merely fiddling with her pipe, cautiously asked Number 25.
“Ryu, what do you want to do?”
Number 25 knew instinctively.
From this moment on, each word had to be deeply thought out before being spoken.
Carelessly uttered words would soon pierce Low’s heart like daggers.
Number 25, who had already dressed and sat opposite Low, took a deep breath and gazed into her eyes.
Her amethyst-like purple eyes held a more troubled light than ever before.
Low continued to ask questions, even before hearing Number 25’s answer.
“Do you want to go back to them?”
Number 25 flinched and twitched his lips. An awkward silence followed. Low’s slightly downturned eyes looked particularly sad.
After finishing his thoughts, Number 25 clenched his fist tightly and opened his mouth in a firm voice.
“Yes… I want to go back.”
“I see….”
Low looked up at the ceiling and let out a long sigh.
It was a sigh longer than usual, so long that it almost felt like you could see her breath.
After ending the long sigh, Low asked Number 25 in a serious tone.
“Do you know why other people are so kind to you?”
“Pardon?”
The word “kindness” was incomprehensible to him, who had lived as a slave, but when he thought about it carefully, there were many strange things.
Things he had taken for granted until now, he had never seriously thought about them.
Rather, he thought that the kindness he received was something that others naturally received.
Low, as if she expected it, immediately continued her explanation.
“It’s one of the inherent abilities of a dragon. In other words, those children outside don’t purely like you, but are pitiful souls drawn to the default values of your race.”
A truth that Low had hidden until now, watching Number 25 always long for Acer.
She revealed the secret with the single desire not to lose Number 25. The first selfish act that came from the desire for Number 25 to not want to leave her side, rather than Number 25 getting hurt.
Number 25 couldn’t find the right words to say after hearing Low’s words.
But even that couldn’t change Number 25’s mind. He wasn’t making a fuss like a spoiled child, but facing Low with the face of a full-fledged man.
His will, glimpsed amidst his youthful face, was something even Low couldn’t interfere with.
“Although the love I received wasn’t by my own will, I think of it all, including that ability, as me. I… want to go back to the Demon Lord who first taught me what love is. I want to thank the people who saved me.”
“I see, that’s what you want….”
Low, with a sad expression for a moment, lowered her head and carefully placed her pipe on the table.
Low’s fingers, sighing again, began to tremble.
“I thought I was used to being lonely….”
Low didn’t want to show Number 25 her tears, so she turned her body and wiped away the tears with a small movement.
“L, Low-nim?”
Low’s tears, who thought she would never cry no matter what happened, caused Number 25 considerable confusion.
Confusion turned to sadness, and sadness spread like wildfire on straw. Before long, thick tears like chicken droppings began to flow from Number 25’s reddened eyes.
Low got up and embraced Number 25, stroking his head.
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Don’t cry. Isn’t it a mother’s job to watch her child grow?”
Number 25, seeing Low comforting him, hugged her and shed tears endlessly.
Once the crying started, it didn’t seem to stop easily. Even if he wanted to say something, it would only be buried by the greater crying.
Low, hugging Number 25’s body even tighter, continued to offer words of comfort.
“Thank you for teaching me the joy of being a woman, the happiness of being a mother… The days I spent with you since you came to my side have always been like a dream… I was very happy, and at the same time, very scared.”
Number 25 took a breath and carefully asked.
“Scared?”
“Yes… A dream I never wanted to wake up from. I was always afraid that you would disappear from my side when I woke up from the dream.”
Number 25, hearing her inner thoughts for the first time today, couldn’t say anything.
It was time to wake up from the dream.
There were no exceptions for nightmares or sweet dreams.
Low shed tears again and stroked Number 25’s cheek.
The slow movement was as if she would never forget Number 25’s warmth, as if she was trying to cherish him.
“My child… Although we are parting now, I will always love you. Don’t forget that.”
“One last time… Will you kiss me?”
The last kiss, Number 25 didn’t refuse. Stealing Low’s slightly parted lips, her body, which he embraced, felt a unique sweet scent, and at the same time, a tremor.
Number 25 hugged Low’s sobbing body more tightly than ever before and whispered in her ear.
“Mom, no… Mother. Thank you for everything. The two years I spent with you. I definitely didn’t like it at first, but I realized that even that time was more precious than anything else. There were definitely days when I was upset, days when I was angry… But thank you for making me happy enough to forget them. There will be a moment when all the days I spent with Mother will return as fond memories. I’m sorry for saying goodbye like this.”
“No, no. I’m more sorry. I wanted to give you more love, I wanted to spend more time with you… More than anything, I didn’t want to give you the feeling of loneliness….”
Low stopped talking and, unable to overcome the sadness she was carrying, burst into tears as if collapsing.
Number 25 patted her back and spent some time quietly in that position.
Low, who had barely stopped crying, wiped her eyes and slightly raised the corners of her mouth to smile.
“I hope you’ll come to see me sometimes….”
With those words, Low opened the door and stepped aside.
At the same time, Acer and Charlotte, who had been anxiously waiting outside, biting their nails, rushed into the room.
Number 25 in Acer’s eyes.
Number 25 looked at Acer and quietly nodded.
That small movement contained a lot of meaning.
There was no way to know what kind of conversation took place between them, but judging from the relaxed atmosphere, it could be assumed that everything had worked out well.
Acer ran to Number 25, hugged him, and began to freely express the words she had been holding back.
“Number 25…! Finally, finally you….”
A voice filled with emotion.
Number 25 also buried his face in Acer’s chest, reveling in the joy of reunion that he had finally regained.
Acer and Number 25, sharing the joy of reunion as if they were the only two in this space, Charlotte, who had been watching them with a pleased expression, glanced at Low, who had come to her side, and cautiously spoke.
“Um… I’m sorry for earlier.”
She was blinded by jealousy and spoke rudely to Low, and had sex with Number 25 in front of her, but all of those actions could have upset Low.
No matter how reckless Charlotte was, she didn’t want to provoke Low. One whim of Low’s could turn all the efforts Acer and Charlotte had made so far, the joy she was feeling now, into bubbles.
Contrary to Charlotte’s worries, Low shook her head and replied in a gentle voice.
“It’s okay. Doesn’t that mean there are that many people who love our baby?”
“Ah….”
At the same time, Charlotte realized.
Low was also one of the women who loved Number 25 more than anyone else, and, like herself, didn’t want to hurt him.
That’s why Low respected Number 25’s choice and chose to let him go.
Acer hugged Number 25 for a long time, shed tears, and only then calmed down. She belatedly approached Low and offered her thanks.
Low, gently stroking Acer’s head as she bowed deeply and repeatedly expressed her gratitude, looked at Number 25 and opened her mouth.
“Come visit again if you have the chance. The entrance to District 2 is always open….”
With those words, she waved her hand and said goodbye. Low, who had come to see them off at the entrance of the Tower, continued to wave her hand in small motions until their figures disappeared.
Her Tower, which was not much different from two years ago except for the disappearance of one small boy, was now filled with a silence that could not be compared to before, only harboring the sorrow of parents who had sent their child away.
Low, returning to her room, looked at the traces of Number 25 left throughout the Tower, only harboring the sorrow of a parent who had sent away their child.
