episode_0089

Pain is relative.

What may seem like an extremely painful and unbearable situation to some may seem like a minor problem to others, and people often say that they are full when this happens.

Even when he complained about how hard it was to keep up with his studies at the prestigious university he had barely managed to get into, and when he complained about the many times his relationships with women ended badly, he was always told that it was just empty talk.

These experiences piled up and piled up, creating not a rock-like person who was indifferent to pain, but a petty person who was afraid that his worries would once again be seen as the whining of a well-fed person. That was the pitiful person he was now.

Ray tried to remember that the woman snoring and hugging him was a twenty-two-year-old beauty with a stunning body, looking noticeably weaker now. If he didn’t remind himself of her status, someone would point a finger at him for being full.

“Ugh… … .”

He turned around to lie down because his thighs were starting to hurt, but he groaned softly at the throbbing sensation in his lower back.

“Kuuu… . Hmm… … … .”

“Hic!”

Ray’s heart is racing, wondering if Mila might wake up from that brief movement. If the current situation is not so painful, then why is he so scared?

“… … … Keuuu”

He was wiping away his heart at the sound of her snoring that had started again. He was happy with his current life where he was asked by a beautiful woman day and night without worrying about going to work or worrying about food, but it seemed like he was worried inside that it would be better to say it clearly today. Ray’s feelings were extremely complicated.

The distinction between day and night has long since disappeared, and when looking out the window, a dark sky hangs, making it hard to tell whether it is dawn or early evening. Ray can’t be certain, but he cautiously guesses that it’s been about a week since she returned.

What are my father in my hometown and my mother in the capital doing now? I used to write letters to them regularly about the situation here, but now that I have lost contact, I wonder if I have made them worry unnecessarily. While thinking about these miscellaneous things, my parched throat suddenly starts to tingle, and I find myself not even remembering the last time I had a drink of water.

Ray, who had absolutely no confidence in waking Mila up, carefully removed one of her arms and one of her legs from his body with trembling hands.

When he got up from his damp bed after lying there for a long time, he shivered from the cold air in the house. Ray left the bedroom with Mila’s shirt lying on the floor wrapped around him, thinking of putting some more firewood in the fireplace to quench his thirst.

He was a little surprised at how neat the living room was, even though he had not had time to worry about tidying up the house. Had Mila, who had relatively good physical strength, taken care of tidying up the place while he was asleep? Ray picked up the firewood neatly stacked next to the entrance and threw it into the fireplace where the flame was dying, then picked up the leather bag that had probably been placed around the hearth to keep it from freezing.

After mindlessly opening the cork and taking a few sips, the bitter taste of alcohol begins to spread on my tongue. It wasn’t an unfamiliar taste, but when I tried to drink it on an empty stomach, my esophagus felt like it was burning despite the low alcohol content.

“… … Phew.”

A refreshing drink as soon as you wake up! It felt as if the liquid you just drank was spreading through your blood vessels throughout your body.

It is only natural that after quenching your thirst, you will also feel hungry. Ray rummaged through the large basket right next to where the leather bag had been placed, and found the amount of food that Mila had left for herself. Although it may seem like she is acting selfishly, should we consider this part as being meticulous?

He was crouching in front of the fireplace, crackling fire and munching on bread crumbs when he suddenly remembered something he had completely forgotten about, and felt a cold sweat run down his back.

‘Maybe… it happened… … … ?’

It’s a game of chance. But if you keep increasing the number of attempts day and night, the result will inevitably be one-sided.

But Ray stared at the flickering log fire for a moment, took another sip of the wine in his leather bag, and concluded that he had no choice but to accept the situation as it was.

Just as in the last life, in this life, you will only create a new family. If you want to give some meaning to your life, which has reached the present through an event that far transcends the understanding of death and reincarnation, it would be to look back on your mistakes from the previous life and make them come out better.

“Ummm… . Haaam… … .”

When Mila opened her eyes a few hours later, it was broad daylight, with bright sunlight streaming in from the window.

“Huh? Hehe… … … .”

Mila, who was about to get up, felt a sense of satisfaction at the sight of Ray sleeping with his slender hand on her lower abdomen. Thinking that even sleeping habits could be this cute, she poked Ray’s cheek while he was sleeping, got up from bed, and straightened her messy hair.

Mila left the bedroom naked, opened the large glass window next to the front door a little, and tapped the glass with her finger to call the vigilante guard standing guard in front of the house.

“Oh, you’re awake! Everyone is waiting for you in the conference room today too… … .”

“Bath water.”

“… Yep!”

Mila sighed bitterly as she watched the back of the junior agent who made an ambiguous expression at her words and ran off to prepare the bath. Of course, the arrogant tone just now was not her style.

She had long known that promises made by merchants were unreliable, and had long since sensed that Memer would continue to use her bloodline for anti-government armed forces even after the thieves’ crackdown was over. Mila thought that acting like a fool was necessary to calm down this abnormal fervor, as she was held in high esteem by the southerners as if she were a war hero, beyond her reputation among the vigilantes. This was her specialty.

For over a week, Mila had been deliberately secluded, not even bothering to do her job, and she had been extremely arrogant towards the outsiders who occasionally encountered her. It was a common story of those who had risen to power revealing their ugly natures, or of those who had been thought of as heroes turning out to be mere rascals, so it was a great way to get banished to the countryside without any trouble, although it might have bruised her pride a little.

“Oh, right.”

Mila slapped her knee as she remembered something she had not thought of before.

I wish I had told her to bring a bunch of red flower petals. Of course, they would be hard to come by in this winter, but that absurdity was exactly what she was after, and it was also to create a romantic atmosphere before the proposal event that had not yet taken place.

“Until I die… no, all my life… all my life? Forever?”

Then she turns around and mutters as if practicing her proposal line.

“I’ll make you happy forever. Hmm, good. Forever… … .”

Knock knock

“What, are you ready already?”

When Mila goes out to the front door, there is a knock.

Choaaaak

“Ouch, there’s a car!”

Remili suddenly starts sprinkling water from a bucket.

“Ugh… It’s cold! What, what are you doing!”

Mila screamed as she was doused with ice water on her bare skin.

“You said you were taking a bath, so I came to wash you myself. Hey, water!”

As Remili shouts, the two vigilantes next to her pick up a bucket of water with large chunks of ice floating in it.

“How is it? Are you feeling refreshed? Feeling like going to work?”

Remili repeatedly scoops up water from the bucket and pours it on Mila.

“Ouch, sir…! Ouch! Hey! Ugh… … . Stop… .”

Although Mila struggled and resisted, Remili’s one-sided attacks continued.

“Okay, bath is done. Are you clean? I have to go to work now.”

The Remili-style on-site bathing service ends when the living room becomes a water baptism mess.

“… Don’t go! Never go.”

Mila, her lips blue, clenched her teeth as she spoke.

“What? Why?”

An angry frown stands out on Remili’s broad forehead.

“… … … .”

Mila was briefly wondering what excuse she should make to make herself look like the most pathetic person.

“… Now, I’m scared of things like war… … .”

And he replied.

“… … ?”

Remili tilted her head as if she couldn’t believe it.

“… Hey. Redhead. What are you talking about?”

Remili said, clenching her teeth.

“Ma, it’s true… . I’ve been desperately pretending it wasn’t happening all this time, but I can’t do it anymore. I almost died last time too! ”

Mila answered, trembling. The ice water Remili poured on her made her look twice as cowardly.

“Then what will happen to the kids who have been following you until now?”

Remili’s furrowed brow refuses to straighten, and a clicking sound comes from her molars.

“You were doing fine without me before… . You didn’t like me taking on the role of team leader at first… … .”

Mila trails off. And the next moment, Remili’s fist hits Mila’s ribs.

“Ugh… … !”

Remilie lifts Mila up by grabbing her half-wet hair.

“Do you think I’m dissatisfied with it right now? ”

The veins on her broad forehead seemed to prove that Remili was more than a little angry.

“It hurts… .”

Mila groans.

“While we were eating and sleeping on the streets together, I didn’t think that damned bloodline was completely meaningless. Now that I think about it, I guess I just made a big mistake.”

Mila, who was thrown to the floor with Remili’s angry words, lowered her head and smiled faintly. She had expected that Remili, who was a hot-blooded person with a somewhat less intelligent mind, would do as she wished, and indeed, from this moment on, Remili would be the trumpeter for her clean exit.

“Looking at you, I’m sure that your so-called sisters are also nothing special.”

“Remili said, throwing Mila to the floor and spitting on her.

“… … I think it would be better to stop.”

Mila looked up at Remili and said in response to her words.

“Oh right, you were scared of your sisters too, right? You cowardly bitch.”

And during a brief moment of silence, the two women’s gazes crossed.

“Then there is no reason for us to support you like this anymore. Pack your bags and disappear quietly without being noticed.”

Remili turns around after saying those words, and after a few steps, turns her head to look at Mila.

“Oh, by the way, there’s a memorial service tomorrow for the kids who died in battle. They were the ones who trusted and followed you. If you have a conscience, come and apologize and then disappear.”