episode_0014

“Well, when I grow up and grow up, I want to marry Mom!”

The moment a single word from the mouth of Brünnhild, a 13-month-old infant with a face exactly like that of our Paula when she was a newborn, struck my eardrums, I felt as if I had been struck in the head by lightning, and just as I did, I turned back and opened the door. I closed the door and locked myself in the room.

I feel like if I look directly at Paula’s face right now, she will know that my heart is pounding. Also, I didn’t want Paula to see the ugly sight of me biting my nails out of anxiety. I locked myself in an empty room and muttered to myself.

“The emergence of competitors wasn’t in my plans…”

My reason was telling me that there was no need to react so sensitively to the words of a baby who was not a grown man and did not know what love was, but my instincts had a different opinion. My instincts told me that even if the other person was a newborn, I should not let down my guard, that I should never sit idly by and treat this situation with great significance.

Unfortunately for the opposite sex, the longer I was alone in the room, the stronger my instincts became. When I came out of the room and Brünnhild made eye contact, it was only for a very short period of time, but that was enough for me to have bright eyes like any other baby. This was because he was able to read the dark heart inside.

‘Cheet… I thought there was no one around my mom, but there was a competitor. For some reason, every time my mom came to our daycare and played with me, she followed me and made a face… I became friends with her… no, is it more than that?’

Brünnhild is in the same class as me. I couldn’t see clearly as if he had a higher magic stat than me, like looking inside a glass window, but there is something in common between experts above a certain level. This guy was never an innocent sheep. Rather, it was closer to an experienced wolf that knew how to wait carefully until its prey approached the appropriate distance.

“Paula… Even though the baby is good, she is too good and is being deceived by the baby’s unique appearance. Even if I tell you this now, I don’t think you will believe me… I need to stay alert too.”

According to my guess, regardless of the wolf inside, it was an undeniable fact that he was wearing an outer shell that made adults want to protect him, so he used this as a weapon to gain Paula’s favor and confess to him when he became an adult. There is no doubt that this is what he intended to do.

Even though she can pronounce words clearly and clearly like a grown adult, she deliberately speaks slightly wrongly to look cute. She wonders if she will be accepted as Paula’s adopted daughter. I wondered what she was doing, so I slightly opened the door and took a peek at the situation outside, and found her in Paula’s arms. I wonder if he’s even drinking powdered milk (something I haven’t tried yet!)… At this point, I’m even afraid of what he’ll do next.

Even though she is too young now, she is doing all this and calling Paula ‘Mom’, but if 18 years have passed and she is left without taking any action until she becomes a full-fledged adult, she will say ‘our child’. It is clear that the title has been changed to ‘Mom’.

By the time Brünnhild was 20 years old, Paula was 38 years old. By that time, she will have to worry about old age, but pregnancy and childbirth are not completely impossible, so Paula accepts the confession of the adoptive daughter she raised with care, gives birth to a baby who inherits the adoptive daughter’s blood, and shows it to me while holding the baby in her arms. It’s clearly drawn… Argh!

“No… Absolutely not. Paula… she’s mine no matter what anyone says. So… I can’t give it to anyone.”

But… how? The other person is a perfect toddler both on paper and in reality. If I, as an adult, give up my ‘truth’ against a toddler, there is a high possibility that I will be criticized by people, and even if I win, there is a high possibility that I will not win. I can’t see Pyrrhus Season 2: Triumph of Elysia hitting movie theaters.

On the other hand, if I lose this competition that is absolutely unfavorable to me, I will fall so cruelly that I will never be able to raise it again. The dishonor of losing my childhood friend, whom I have known since I was a child, and the person I loved to a rival who is 18 years younger than me, will be so deeply embedded in my heart that I will spend the rest of my life lonely, unable to even dream of dating anyone else.

Then let’s do it like this. If you can’t directly harm Brünnhild or make him give up his relationship with Paula by threatening him, you can force his relationship with Paula to progress even further. Brünnhild can’t use this tactic because he’s a newborn, but since I’m an adult, I have an advantage in this regard, so I’m glad.

Originally, I was going to make Paula love me like slowly adding ink to a white paper, and create an atmosphere where we could have a natural relationship without relying on alcohol like we did last night… but that plan was canceled when an unexpected variable appeared. There is a need to cancel it and make it impossible for Paula to take it or leave it.

“It’s been a few days since I was supposed to take the train to the military academy… but time is running out. If I want to change my plans now, I have to go back to my room and get ready.”

If it weren’t for the appearance of a competitor, I would have been able to relax and enjoy the few days left until the train departed, but now, if I took my time, my woman would be taken away. As soon as I made up my mind, I opened the door and went out.

Outside, Paula and a suspicious woman dressed as a maid were having a conversation, and their eyes were fixed on Brünnhild, who was sleeping soundly in a baby bed (it even had a mobile), which I don’t know where it came from.

“Even if you carried a gold bar in your pocket and handed it to me, I don’t remember putting a baby’s bed in my room, so you pulled something like this out of thin air… What did you do? Magic? Super power? incantation? Or science and technology of the distant future?”

“Umm… I don’t know. It could be one of them, or all of them could be correct. Whatever the answer is, I am satisfied as long as it allows Lady Brünnhild to sleep comfortably.”

“It’s a wise answer to a foolish question.”

I was impatient, so I passed them by and walked towards the front door, and Paula, who knew nothing, threw a word at the back of my head.

“Where are you going, Elysia? I should finish eating the breakfast you made.”

Even after hearing those words, I couldn’t help but stop. I’d like to turn around and enjoy the luxury of eating the still-warm cutlets with a fork and feeding them to Paula… but in order to complete the magic that leads to “there,” I had to stay in my room without sleep from now on and study, so I was upset. With tears in his eyes, he refused Paula’s invitation.

“Ah, I suddenly remembered something to do… I ate enough earlier, so I’ll go now!”

“I don’t know what’s so urgent, but… Okay, see you later!”

After saying goodbye to Paula, I returned to my room and searched through the bookshelf to find a book containing magic that only beings with the blood of a succubus could use. I’m not old enough to forget where books are, but I was so anxious that it took me a long time to even take out a book with a clearly visible title. I eventually found it though.

I looked over page after page of the grimoire left behind by Lilith, the first succubus said to have existed in time immemorial, and mentally calculated the time it would take to perfectly master the magic that would help me overcome my current situation. Fortunately, there was no need to learn from the basics because I had learned something over the years, and it seemed like I could barely make it on time if I skipped the basics and application courses and studied the advanced level right away.

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Half of the blood flowing through my body comes from a succubus (my mother), but the other half comes from a human (my Jewish father). Trying to use magic designed only for succubi with a body like that is bound to take much longer than pure-blooded succubi.

The fact that I was a mixed race succubus and human did not have a positive effect on my social status, and because my father was a Jew who was hated throughout Europe, I had kept this fact secret even from my best friend, Paula.

If I were a pure-blooded succubus, I would have been able to steal the hearts of men with my incredible beauty and night skills, but Europeans reject Jews, who are just like them, as if they were devils from the Bible, so I wonder if the secret about my lineage will be leaked. I can’t do that because I’m afraid I’ll go out.

The good news is that my father, who settled in Germany with the money he earned by extracting and selling oil, also known as ‘black gold’ in the United States, knows very well that Europeans hate Jews, so where can he go? There is something to be said about not going around and talking about your lineage.

No, it goes beyond the point of not introducing yourself as a Jew and going to church, thinking, ‘Catholicism, Protestantism, and Islam are all religions that originated from our Judaism, so what will Yahweh say if I do some Protestant cosplay to make a living?’ I understand that he maintains his American citizenship so that he can control his position and is also taking a good stand against tyrants like Hitler and Goering.

He is a Jewish-American oil tycoon who supports the NSDAP, a political party with a reputation for anti-Semitism, and gets along with Anglo-American politicians for risk management purposes… I wonder what his party leader’s face will look like if he finds out about this, but I have to mind my own business. .

It is my job to complete the magic and make Paula completely mine.