Chapter 2.2 (2/2)

Tak. Tak.

The sound of burning firewood was heard. Oh, but thanks to the fireplace, I was glad that I just got warmer than before.

Then, if my memories are correct, didn’t the butler notice the suspiciousness and secretly contact the Ernst couple in the

locked room with the communication sphere?

The communication sphere with magic

power was very expensive, so it was an emergency contact network that could only be used twice, but the butler used it on this day without hesitation.

Big, careless butler. In fact, I almost died this day, so his choice wasn’t wrong. So if this dream is the same as in my memory….

“Hari!”

It’s about time for the Ernst couple to return to the mansion.

“Mother!”

Eugene, who didn’t expected this, was

surprised and shouted.

“Oh my God! Hari, are you okay?”

Then, while ignoring him, the duchess ran to me who look like a caterpillar. The first time I feel a warm touch on my face, I was struck. Inside her eyes was tears.

Elegantly twisted, a silver hair with a bit of a shimmering appearance as if it were jumping. And the friendly look and touch.

“My baby, your mom is here. It’s okay now. Everything is fine, so don’t worry about anything.”

Ah, she was so kind. Only one year. Duchess of Ernst, who lived as my mother for only a short time. I know this is a dream, but I stare at her blankly.

After stroking my face like that, she screamed, turning her head after a while.

“You guys! What the hell did you do while we weren’t here!”

“The doctor says it’s still had to cross the Winston Bridge!”

“Why are you stay still? Sera! Marie! No, why are these kids so slow. I have to go, I can’t. Please move Hari to bed.”

Mrs. Ernst hurriedly left after saying so. Then it was a man that came to me. It was the duke of Ernst, who was only being my father for a while.

“Hey, are you okay? Do you want to move to bed right away?”

His black hair and black eyes is the same, but when I looked at him like this, he was very much like Eugene, the first brother.

However, Eugene, who succeeded in taking the place of his posthumous duke, was different, in that he was scattering a

much harsher atmosphere than his father.

Soon he lifted me up from the carpet that was wraping my body, so I could see his face a little closer.

“Eugene, Cabel and Erich?”

“I already asked the butler and maid to go…”

“I wont ask what happened today. I believe you won’t miss any answer when I ask you.”

Ah, yes. Having such a strict face makes him look like Eugene.

“Yes, father. I’m sorry.”

Because of the word told by Duke Ernst, Eugene’s face was white. He looked sad at his father’s words, and then bowed his head. He replied briefly.

“Hari, be patient even if it’s uncomfortable. I put a fireplace in the room, so the bed would be better than a hard floor.”

The man I had only occasionally seen as a portrait on the wall of a mansion was right

in front of me. I called him out in a dying voice, exhaling a breath.

“Mister.”

“Yeah, Hari. Tell me anything.”

He nodded towards me. As if I can. His eyes looking down at me were very sweet and warm.

“Mister…..”

I was able to whisper to his ear what I had been holding in my chest for 20 years in the long run.

“You gave me a shit.”

“Ha, Hari, what are you?”

It sounds natural, but his eyes, who couldn’t say what he was expecting,

started shaking without a doubt.

“Oh, maybe my daughter feels so sick….”

I smiled with a smile as I watched the scene. I have finally said the words I had left for 20 years, so I have no regrets anymore!

At the same time my neck fell down without power, the Duke Ernst shouted as

fiercely as if I had died.

Finally, my consciousness was gradually released. But when is this dream over?