Black Killer Whale Baby - Chapter 283
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Side Story: Episode 8
“Our husbands are beastkin who refuse to gather even when summoned, claiming they can’t stand seeing each other’s faces.”
Mother leaped down from Third Father’s arms—from Hauser’s embrace.
She swept her hair back with a magnificent flourish.
Wow, I need to try that too! Whoosh!
“So which lunatic dared lay a hand on my daughter?”
Despite her smiling face, a sinister aura surrounded Mother—one I’d never seen before.
My eyes gleamed with excitement.
Mother’s angry!
“Cough, cough….”
The Orca Family Matriarch lifted her head.
She’d been pinned under Ekion’s foot moments ago, but apparently she’d escaped.
“Calypso Aquasiadel!!”
The Orca Family Matriarch screamed, spitting blood.
“You, shame of the orcas….”
“Oh. I thought I recognized you.”
Mother’s expression turned cold.
“You’re still alive?”
Mother’s foot pressed down on the Orca Family Matriarch’s hand. She writhed.
Crouching down, Mother grabbed the Orca Family Matriarch by the hair.
“I should have called Lirivel.”
“….”
“She’s been searching for you, the leader of the rebellion. She wants nothing more than to kill her own mother with her own hands. What do you think about that?”
“….”
“Grandmother.”
The Orca Family Matriarch glared at Mother as if to kill her. Mother chuckled coldly and spoke.
“You spent all your time protecting your worthless son and lost everything anyway.”
“Shut up!”
“Enough.”
“Ugh!”
“Let’s start with you taking ten times the hits you gave my daughter.”
The Orca Family Matriarch struggled, bound by a stream of water. Oh. That must be incredibly suffocating.
Just as the fight was beginning, my body suddenly lifted into the air. My eyes were covered!
“This doesn’t seem appropriate for a child to witness.”
The one who took me from Second Father and covered my eyes was Levi Father.
I excitedly pushed his hand away and lifted my head.
“Levi Father!”
Father was breathing heavily.
“…Are you alright?”
“Yeah! Father and Father saved me.”
“Cali, couldn’t you at least give them numbers?”
Second Father shook his head dejectedly.
Levi Father sighed and pressed his forehead against my head.
“That tickles!”
I giggled with delight.
Then I tilted my head curiously.
“But Father, why are all your buttons undone?”
Levi Father always kept his buttons fastened and wrapped himself up tightly!
I tried to do the same, but it felt too suffocating to bear.
“…Ahem, it was suffocating.”
“I see!”
For some reason, Father’s ears turned bright red like radishes.
“Well done in front of the child~ why don’t you tell me what you were up to?”
“….”
Second Father spoke with a grin, but Levi Father coughed awkwardly and lowered his head.
Wait. Second Father was teasing, but Levi Father was holding back!
Levi Father and Second Father asked me various questions, and after answering eagerly, I realized something.
“Oh! I missed it!”
The fight was already over!
“I missed it because of Father!”
“Haha, but Cali. It wasn’t a fight, was it? Good children shouldn’t watch such things.”
“That’s right. From what I saw, it was one-sided punishment.”
Levi Father held me tight and prevented me from looking toward Mother.
“I don’t want to be a good child.”
“Then be a good Orca instead.”
“…I’ll do that.”
I was an excellent Orca Beastkin after all.
Soon Mother appeared before my eyes with a flourish. She had fought, but there was no blood.
My Mother won again!
“Mother, you won!”
“Of course. Who’s my mother to lose to a Piranha?”
Mother smiled brightly.
“Would you go back first? With Levai and Whale.”
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The moment Cali disappeared with Levai and Whale, the smile vanished from my face.
“…Calypso.”
“Yes, Ekion.”
I stared expressionlessly at the unconscious Orca Family Older Brother and Heila.
The hair that once shone brilliantly had long since faded. Her skin was rough and dull.
It made sense. She had been on the run for so long.
She possessed formidable water magic and cunning schemes—had she been born of direct lineage, she might have even aspired to become Matriarch.
‘It seemed I’d dispatched her too easily.’
Yet she had bound herself to an incompetent Orca Family Older Brother as her husband, and chosen the brutish Baian over her talented daughter.
‘Though Lirivel was living on borrowed time, after all.’
I wouldn’t deny her choices were rational, but as a mother and as a leader of her pack, she had failed.
I smiled gently at the teenage youth before me, who bore a striking resemblance to Ekion in his childhood.
“Tus, thank you.”
“Yeah…! Are you okay, Cali?”
“Of course. You saw Whale treating me, didn’t you?”
“The beluga whale is good at healing.”
“Right. You’re speaking well now too, Tus.”
“I always spoke well!”
Tus puffed out his chest with swagger, proudly displaying his proper human form. Despite appearances, he was a dragon’s retainer and bore responsibility as the fortress’s sentinel.
“I’m grateful you came running.”
“…No. I arrived a bit late too. I’m sorry.”
“I know that whatever delayed you wasn’t your fault.”
Tus’s situation was this:
A commotion had erupted at the eastern gate, where a band of Gorilla Beastkin had caused an uproar demanding entry.
What they called a disturbance was actually a violent riot that had already spilled blood.
‘Did they join hands with the monkeys?’
The monkeys’ city had fallen to my hand. But their remnants had scattered far and wide.
Part of the reason I had come to establish a kingdom was because of these very people.
‘A focal point was necessary.’
With the lions’ decline, it was an era when each house consolidated its power. As families flocked to submit beneath me, the kingdom naturally took shape.
“…My apologies, Matriarch.”
Hauser bowed deeply at the waist.
…That man had always possessed a remarkable knack for admitting his mistakes.
For just a moment, I felt a familiar sensation—as if time and space had shifted elsewhere.
“When you panic and call me Matriarch like that. How long has it been since you dropped the act?”
I muttered dismissively and tapped Hauser’s chest lightly with my fist.
“Let’s spar later.”
The tension drained from Hauser’s face.
“Ekion, could you take this man to Agenor? Once you hand him over, he’ll take him to the dungeon.”
“…Okay.”
Ekion approached and took my hand, pressing it against his cheek.
“You don’t seem fine.”
“I suppose not.”
Ekion remained as sensitive to my emotions as he had been in childhood.
Perceptive enough to catch even the slightest tremor.
“It’s not pleasant that my failings have fallen upon my daughter.”
One cannot completely suppress an animal’s nature. As beastkin, we must acknowledge it and resolve it in a healthy manner.
For the Orcas I led, this was an even greater challenge.
Some still resisted.
They questioned why we had to restrain our impulses and desires, why we had to abandon the law of the jungle.
‘Bestial wretches….’
I clicked my tongue in frustration.
I admit it. Even I feel the urge to fight, impulses rising at every moment.
But how can I claim to be a leader if I can’t even suppress that one thing?
I kneaded Ekion’s cheek gently. Good, this is soothing.
“You just need to return what you received. To that Heila, and to any remnants of the enemy forces still out there.”
“….”
Ekion nodded.
“If that’s what Calypso desires….”
His downturned lashes were unusually long. I deliberately overlooked the mad glint that flickered across Ekion’s eyes.
Then Ekion leaned close and whispered in my ear.
“I’ll do anything. Even change the world.”
“….”
“I love you, Calypso. More today than yesterday.”
Ekion, who had kissed me, slipped away. Tus with his eyes covered and Heila who had been bound disappeared with him.
If an Orca’s instinct is impulse.
Then a Dragon’s instinct is rampage. Ekion must be fighting that urge that rises within him. Like right now….
‘Nothing is ever easy.’
But that’s how life is.
It was the moment I turned my head while rubbing my stiff neck.
Strong arms suddenly pulled me into an embrace.
“Hauser?”
“I apologize.”
What, was he still feeling down?
I wish he had come sooner, but Whale and Ekion arrived in time.
So there’s no problem, right?
‘Was he afraid of the sparring?’
It’s not like I hit him without reason—it’s a wholesome activity to promote mutual growth….
I turned my head without thinking, then froze.
There stood a beautiful man with reddened eyes beneath them, his gaze deep and moist.
A face barely holding back tears.
It was an expression he had worn so often when looking at me during the third cycle.
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