Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 141

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Chapter 141
Bellus nodded at my question with the same composed expression as always.
“Are you talking about the person who gave birth to us?”
“…That’s usually what people mean.”
True to form—the same one who’d cried “I don’t have a father” while speaking of Father.
He showed the same attitude toward the mother who’d given birth to him.
‘Now that I think about it, I’ve never once discussed my three older brothers or Mother with anyone.’
In the previous chapter, I had spoken about a figure named Pierre Aquasiadel.
But there had been nothing about Mother.
That made sense.
To us, Pierre Aquasiadel was at least someone who’d survived within the family, and though we’d never seen his face, rumors about him were rife.
We’d all grown up hearing tales of Father.
But Mother—oddly enough, there were almost no stories about her.
Only that she’d been a political marriage arrangement, and that she’d died young around the time I was born.
‘Come to think of it, that is strange.’
She’d married that Pierre Aquasiadel, yet she remained so obscure.
Though he was said to be ill, Father had been the subject of public interest his entire life and wielded power rivaling the Matriarch’s.
Wouldn’t people naturally have been curious about his marriage partner?
“What’s on your mind?”
Eldest Brother’s calm voice pulled me from my thoughts.
Now that I’d consciously recognized the oddity, my curiosity only deepened.
‘If she died around the time I was born…’
That meant she’d been alive until she’d given birth to my three older brothers.
And considering the age gap between me and Eldest Brother and Second Brother, they must have shared time with her.
“You’ve seen Mother alive, haven’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Do you remember Mother?”
“If it’s about that person, I remember.”
Bellus nodded readily.
“Agenor Aquasiadel wouldn’t remember, and Atlant Aquasiadel probably…forgot because his head’s so weak.”
There was a subtle contempt for Second Brother in his words. This had been the case in previous chapters too.
‘Those two fought so tediously, yet Eldest Brother probably didn’t even consider it a real fight…’
I brushed aside the memories surfacing and asked.
“What kind of person was she?”
“…? She was an orca.”
“Would I have asked that?”
“Then what’s important?”
When I was on Earth, I wasn’t the type to hyperfocus….
If I could predict this fellow’s MBTI, he’d undoubtedly be an ‘S’.
Such a pragmatic human being.
“Isn’t there anything else important to you besides that?”
“I suppose not.”
Truth be told, I hadn’t been curious about it either until now, so I conceded the point.
“I know she was from a cadet branch of the Orca clan and that it was a political marriage, but I’m curious about what kind of person she was otherwise. Like, for example, whether she smiled often…. Things like that.”
“It’s not difficult to answer, but it’s strange. Were you ever the type to be curious about such things?”
“No, I wasn’t.”
This man understands me better than I expected.
Even though he shouldn’t have memories like Atlant does.
“But I’ve become curious. What kind of person Mother was. And besides Father, you’re the only one who can answer that, so I’m asking. If you don’t want to answer, that’s fine.”
If he was thinking of being difficult about it, there’d be no point, I warned him, and Bellus quietly shook his head.
“It’s not that I dislike it. It’s just that I didn’t consider it important, so there aren’t many vivid memories on that front.”
“Nothing at all?”
“Now that I think about it… it seems she was the one who first taught me to wield the power of water.”
Mother taught Eldest Brother how to wield the ‘power of water’? Her?
‘Wait, it’s rare for anyone in a cadet branch to be able to use the power of water, isn’t it?’
That’s why Rayla holds such a prominent position despite her young age.
Moreover, I’d never heard that Mother could wield the power of water.
If she could, it would surely be common knowledge.
“You’re saying she could wield the power of water?”
“Yes. Ah, but it wasn’t public knowledge. She said she didn’t use it outside.”
“Why?”
“Who knows.”
Bellus answered that he didn’t know because he never asked.
“She was a peculiar person. Despite having a frail body, she could wield the power of water….”
I expected him to answer dismissively and move on, but I was somewhat surprised by how earnestly he responded.
‘It seems he didn’t spend that much time with her either.’
There were certainly many things I was curious about.
But there was one thing I was most curious about.
It would probably be very difficult to ask Father about it.
“By the way, how did Mother pass away?”
Bellus, who had been pondering with his hand on his chin, fixed his gaze on me at my question.
A frown quickly settled across his elegant face.
“What on earth are you talking about?”
Bellus asked me back as if he’d heard something incomprehensible.
“Huh? What?”
I was the one who couldn’t understand.
It wasn’t the kind of answer I expected to get when asking how someone died.
“Pass away?”
“What? You don’t understand what I’m saying? You’re smart enough. I’m asking how she died….”
“No, I understood that. It’s not that.”
Bellus’s face darkened further.
“That person didn’t die?”
…What?
* * *
A few days later.
Perhaps because my influence and Father’s had grown since I was three years old.
This journey to the City of Dragons also proceeded remarkably swiftly.
‘Of course it would be fast—the Matriarch is supporting this journey with great anticipation.’
The orca society erupted in chaos at the news that I was departing as the Dragon’s Bride.
And for good reason—Calypso, a figure considered a strong candidate despite her young age, had suddenly embarked on a path toward death.
Whether the Matriarch had lost her mind or Calypso herself had, one of them had to be mad to make such a choice.
‘Of course, neither of us is mad—we’re both perfectly lucid.’
To avoid the plan being exposed, I corrected nothing.
What did surprise me, however….
“My lord, let’s run away together! My brother has lots of money!”
“My lady, where would you like to run away to?”
…Illia, I told her to keep it secret, but I never expected she’d keep it from her own children.
Thanks to that, I witnessed the twins crying their eyes out for the first time in ages.
‘Even when they pretend to be mature, they’re still babies.’
Perhaps because I’d known the Bellus twins since they were so young, they never seemed to grow up no matter how tall they got.
I shook my head with a smile, and several pairs of eyes bore down on me.
I accepted their gazes calmly and turned away.
‘We’ve already come this far.’
Through the window, the vast Wasteland stretched out before me.
Perhaps we’d arrive even faster than on the last journey?
“This is my first time going as the Dragon’s Bride.”
At that, Ekion, who had been sitting quietly beside me, flinched.
Simultaneously, Father’s voice reached my ears.
“…Does anyone really do this twice?”
“No, of course not.”
Though there’s someone here doing it for the fourth time?
“I just thought it was peaceful.”
“They say the calm before a storm is always the most serene.”
“Wow, you’re comparing me to a typhoon?”
I laughed, then stopped short.
Looking at Father’s face, Bellus’s words—which I’d been trying to forget—came flooding back.
No, not forgotten—words I’d been desperately trying to forget but couldn’t.
“That person didn’t die?”
How could I possibly forget?
‘Mother didn’t die….’
“Ah, even that Pierre Aquasiadel might not know this.”
Then how exactly is he living? Why was he reported dead? Everyone believed it without question.
…Even Father.
I hurled all these questions at Bellus savagely, but my Eldest Brother refused to answer.
“If you want to know, become stronger.”
Daring to say something so insolent. The only reason I didn’t knock him down right there was—
because his smiling face as he looked at me overlapped with the face he wore in that final moment of the third cycle, smiling as he looked at me.
‘Anyway, that bastard’s stubbornness is absolutely infuriating. He wasn’t even in a position to admit defeat.’
He was the type who’d been brutally defeated countless times yet never declared surrender.
Among the three brothers, his stubbornness was unmatched.
‘Well, besides, I can beat him to death when I get back anyway.’
I stared at Father while thinking this.
I wanted to think about many other things, but I couldn’t seem to escape this thought.
Wouldn’t it be better to just ask?
‘I’m genuinely curious—is it okay to ask?’
Truth be told, I couldn’t claim to have any delicacy whatsoever.
I don’t know whether Father loved Mother or not. Either way, it’s a matter between the opposite sex that I don’t understand.
‘I’ve done betrothals and political marriages myself, but at least my partner should’ve been a proper woman.’
Was my hesitation showing that obviously?
“Why are you groaning like some wishy-washy minnow every time you look at me?”
“Ah, well, the thing is….”
I can’t do roundabout explanations.
Right, when have I ever beaten around the bush? Let me go straight for it.
“What kind of person was Mother?”
A cutting answer came back.
“An Orca.”
“….”
…Bellus, you bastard, you’re definitely Father’s son.

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