episode_0037
by fnovelpia[Successfully cast on heroine “Mur Arturia”]
“… Wow.”
When I closed my eyes and opened them, I found myself in a forest filled with huge trees that I had never seen before in my life.
The view was wide open. The trees were so tall that their leaves and branches were all high up so they did not block the view.
This was clearly the elven forest where Baromur lived.
Tiring.
A message window appeared along with a sound.
[Tip 1: All skills can be used even in the dream world created/infiltrated with ]
Tiring.
[Tip 2: If you want to move to another heroine’s dream, use the command, and if you want to quit, use the command]
‘What happens if I don’t ?’
“Hey, what are you doing here?”
The voice that came from behind me while I was pondering was clearly Mur’s, but it had a clear, childish tone.
‘uh? ah!’
If you were having a hard time because of your half-sibling, you had no choice but to be a child.
When I turned around, I saw that it was indeed Mur, who looked about ten years old.
‘Mur was a very pretty girl even when she was young.’
The bright golden eyes and the gold threads decorating the head were interlocked, giving a mysterious feeling like a young spirit of the forest.
However, bruises were evident on the young spirit’s face.
“… Mur.”
There was no one around.
Even though I was alone in the forest, the young Mur in front of me didn’t seem to be scared at all.
“What are you doing?”
Young Mur looked at me with his arms outstretched, as if I was looking at someone strange.
“Uh… Want to hug me?”
I was taken aback because I never thought I would receive such a harsh response from Mur.
“You suddenly want to hug me? Are you a parasexual person?”
“No!? Where did a child learn such words!?”
As I screamed without realizing it, Mur covered his pointed ears with his hands.
“Noisy. Be quiet.”
“Uuuh… … .”
It seemed like the young Mur in front of me had no memories of the future. Including me.
‘Was it a foolish idea to offer comfort?’
Can I comfort a child who doesn’t know me when he is crying because he is hurt? So do I have the ability to do that?
‘It definitely wasn’t there originally.’
When I was a man, if I saw a child crying on the side of the road, I wouldn’t have even dared to approach him. If it looked really dangerous, I would have called the police.
In the first place, this is all a dream.
Even if I exit now with the command, nothing will happen. Tomorrow will just start normally.
I closed my eyes. The bruises on Mur’s face flashed before my eyes.
“… Haaa.”
It won’t work either.
“Are you a mentally unstable person?”
“I don’t know. It might be a little strange.”
“Hiik.”
“Why do you feel more hurt when you get laughed at with an expressionless expression? It’s fascinating.”
I shrugged my shoulders in despair.
“… He really is a strange person.”
Contrary to what he said, young Mur’s gaze towards me showed less caution.
“Can I sit next to you?”
When Mur asked, pointing to the large tree root that was being used as a bench, the answer was a shrug of the shoulders. Have you been following me?
“No. But even if it comes, I won’t resist.”
“Well, as I put it, I feel like a criminal… .”
“Why do you complain so much? Isn’t it hard to live while complaining like that?”
“Sorry. I don’t know what I did wrong, but anyway, I did something wrong.”
Mur, you had this kind of personality when you were young.
‘No.’
I glanced at Mur’s face again.
If you are a wounded person, it is healthier to show this level of thorn.
“Why are you staring so hard? Is this your first time meeting an elf?”
“… You are the first elf I met.”
It’s not a lie.
“Really?”
Young Mur sneered.
“Do you believe that too? All elves are beautiful.”
“Sister… .”
“?”
“Oh, no. Not all elves are beautiful, right?”
“That’s right.”
Little Mur unconsciously rubbed his face.
“Have you ever thought of wanting to kill your family?”
“… .”
The words that suddenly came out were not something I could comfortably comfort.
So I stayed still.
Fortunately, Mur seemed to like my silence and slowly began to reveal his inner thoughts.
“Am I smart? But I also have one trait that looks bad in the eyes of my siblings.”
Young Mur mocked himself.
“So, well, they hate me. I should be a bad guy, but I’m better than them.”
Mur began rubbing the bruises on his face again.
“Mur is amazing. How could you be so kind?”
“What?”
Mur frowned.
“Where does such a conclusion come from what I just said? Aren’t you really crazy?”
‘But you keep calling me ‘unni’ and not you.’
I, who was originally a man, was called ‘unni’! I was in a situation where I was going to say, “Uuuuh,” but now was not the time.
It’s not like I have any objection to being called sister. really. Really really.
“It’s right to be considerate. You even considered the position of the people who gave you a hard time.”
“… !”
“That’s something not everyone can do. amazing. It’s amazing.”
“… Did you know that if you emphasize it three times, you look stupid?”
I wasn’t hurt by the barbed words. This is because I knew that it was the complaint of a child who was surprised by his emotions that were about to explode.
“Okay, since it’s stupid, I’ll just say it clearly.”
When I came right in front of Mur and pressed the small cheek from both sides, the still plump cheek was crushed under my palm.
“Eup!?”
“Hey, Mur.”
I took a breath.
It doesn’t matter if it’s something that will disappear when you wake up from the dream anyway. No, since it was about to disappear, I wanted to be even bolder and confront Mur with my inner feelings.
“There’s no need to be kind to those bastards!”
“Well, that’s completely different from what you just said!”
“No, I said you were amazing for being able to be kind, I never told those bastards to be kind!”
“!!”
Mur’s eyes, still pressed against his cheek, widened.
“Then what are you telling me to do? It seemed like he was praising me, but then he told me not to do it and told me what to do!”
“So!”
A small and weak mur.
I had felt it ever since I saw the scar on her still delicate face, but the heartache I had been suppressing until now burst out because of the loud noise I made.
“Why… ! Are you here alone? !!”
“Uh, sister… Are you crying?”
Golden eyes were filled with confusion.
“Why is my sister crying? It wasn’t my sister who got hit.”
“It won’t hurt!”
If it leaves a bruise, it means that you didn’t just bump into it, but that you aimed and swung your fist. however. This kid got into such a terrible situation.
“But why are you alone! You’re young! Why does a child like you have to deal with her pain alone? Where have all the adults around me gone!!”
“… As expected, my sister is strange.”
Mur’s eyes were also turning red.
“Why, I’m the one hurting but you’re crying… ? Even my maids, even Abama, cried for me… uh… … Well, the governor… Hmm… … !”
That was young Mur’s limit.
“Ugh… !! Haaa… !!!”
In the end, a single tear came out, and it was as if the tears I had been holding back continued to flow.
“Crying. It’s okay.”
I hugged the tiny Mur tightly.
“You can cry as much as you want. No matter how much you cry, I will continue to be by your side.”
Mur cried and snuggled into my arms.
“Ugh… ! Why, why… !! Ugh, huh… Ugh… !!”
“It’s okay.”
I gave strength to the hand that was stroking my small, soft back. So that my heart can be conveyed.
‘I’m here even if nothing’s okay.’
Pat pat, pat pat.
‘Because I will continue to be by your side.’
Pat, pat, pat.
As I continued to caress him, a warm feeling for the first time in my life welled up inside me.
I knew it instinctively. This is a feeling you wouldn’t know if you were a man.
“It’s okay… huh. are you okay… .”
Holding a crying little child in my arms.
Pat, pat, pat.
“Hmm… !! Aaaa!!!! Ugh, huh… !! Black… Ahhh!!!”
Mur, who was sobbing, finally burst out with the emotions he had suppressed for so long.
“Mom… !! Ugh… Oh my, oh my!!!”
“… Yes.”
I’m not your mother, though.
In the first place, it is a moment that will disappear when you wake up from the dream.
Even so.
“Cry as much as you want.”
What is the name of this emotion that a man would not be able to feel?
“It’s okay. Because I’m here. No matter how much I cry, it won’t go anywhere.”
I rub the back of a crying child who leans on me in place of his absent mother, pouring out all the sadness and pain in his heart.
“Good, our Mur.”
I felt like I understood.
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