Celebrity Lady - Chapter 167

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Celebrity Lady
Side Story, Episode 9
Lark caught where Rubetria’s vacant gaze had drifted and quickly snatched his pillow away, using it to cover the space between his legs.
“I don’t need to make any kind of agreement with this creature. The main body makes the decisions anyway.”
“But still…… Mini Lark has his own will, doesn’t he? Can you really just ignore that and decide things on your own?”
“Stop!”
Lark’s face flushed crimson with embarrassment as he covered Rubetria’s mouth with his hand. Her eyes, silenced, curved with playful laughter.
He wasn’t grasping the gravity of the situation at all…….
“I understand that my husband doesn’t want to have children. Now tell me why.”
Rubetria removed Lark’s hand and spoke.
“I can’t just agree without knowing the reason. It’s frustrating.”
“I understand. It doesn’t make sense for me to decide a marital issue alone either. But I really can’t compromise on this. If, after hearing your reason, you still say you want to have a child, then—”
Lark’s eyes gleamed. His gaze held the unwavering resolve of someone willing to give no ground whatsoever.
“We’ll have our first real fight as a married couple.”
“Wow. Really?”
Rubetria simply laughed. With the dependable Spirit King Wishit by her side, she felt no anxiety about whatever might happen to Lark or what words might leave his mouth…….
“All right, tell me then. I’ll listen generously so we don’t end up fighting.”
…….
At Rubetria’s soothing words, Lark, who had been silent for a long while, finally began to speak slowly.
As expected, Rubetria was shocked.
* * *
The next day.
After laying bare all the facts and enduring my husband’s pestering through the dawn hours—”You agreed not to have children, right? Right?”—I remained lost in thought even into the following day.
Vista, a Spirit who shows the future, had apparently made a contract with the Seventh Prince Dennis.
I’d heard that Dennis had failed to contract with a Spirit…… but that wasn’t true at all.
He’d simply hidden the fact of the contract.
‘Only Wishit could pull off a trick like that.’
It was certainly the Spirit King Wishit who permitted Vista’s ‘secret contract.’ Which meant Wishit was aware of the entire situation.
Dennis had seen my future—death in childbirth—and found he couldn’t change it with his own power, so he ended up revealing everything to Lark.
‘That’s right. Even knowing the future, there’s nothing Dennis could do.’
This isn’t the twenty-first century, where a mother can be cared for with state-of-the-art medical equipment and safely deliver a child.
With medicine still underdeveloped, such deaths are entirely plausible.
The Empire does have relatively low maternal mortality thanks to healing-class Spirits’ magic, but for me…….
‘It must be quite serious. Beyond what even the mid-tier healing Spirits currently contracted can manage.’
The highest-tier healing Spirit—the kind that could resurrect even the half-dead—hasn’t been contracted yet.
In other words, without Wishit, I would have no choice but to die in childbirth.
‘Lark doesn’t know Wishit exists, so this hopeless situation must have been shocking to him.’
After organizing all the facts, one question remained in my mind.
‘But why won’t Wishit just tell me directly?’
Even without him telling me, the news of my death had reached my ears first.
Wishit is the Spirit King, capable of wielding all the power of every Spirit. He should certainly be able to see the future too, and instead of bothering with all this, he could have just told me straight: ‘You’ll die in childbirth.’ But he didn’t.
Why not?
There’s only one reason, really.
‘Wishit doesn’t know the future. He’s deliberately not looking at it at all…….’
That was somewhat surprising. Apparently he prefers to use Vista as his go-to Spirit rather than looking at the future himself.
Why, though?
Perhaps.
‘Because he doesn’t want to see the future.’
I’d never thought about it from Wishit’s perspective before, but this incident made me understand.
I wouldn’t look at the future either. Living while knowing the day you’ll die is frightening and joyless.
And there are futures you don’t want to see. Moments like saying goodbye to the people you love when you die.
‘That’s why you don’t want to see those things either.’
I smiled and got up. It was time to have a talk with my Spirit.
* * *
At that moment.
Wishit was, as always, sprawled across the bed in Rubetria’s room.
He was remembering.
The countless soul fragments scattered across countless worlds. That day when all those countless lives would finally end and begin again…….
The day he had promised to wait for her in this world where they could touch, until she was born anew.
Wishit regretted that promise, just a little.
In her first life as a Contractor, Rubetria had feared and worried for Wishit, who would be left alone as her own death approached.
If he hadn’t spoken of waiting through long years, he might have spared her that worry.
So this time, he said nothing. Not that their meeting wasn’t their first, nor that once your breath in this life runs out, I will wait for you again.
He simply wished she wouldn’t trouble herself thinking of him, left behind to wait.
And yet, Rubetria, who had not lost the tenderness of that time, was already worrying about parting. Though in human years, there was still so much time remaining.
Indeed, the same soul recognizes the soul.
Wishit smiled at this thought.
“Someday, when I miss you terribly, I’ll look at my little version of you and remember this moment, this us.”
It didn’t seem like a bad thing. It wasn’t the first time her soul had left behind descendants, but…… this time held a different hope.
Because this time, he’d even heard her determined vow: ‘I have to have this child for your sake too.’
‘How lovely that will be.’
It would be lovely, and something he couldn’t help but love.
As Wishit smiled imagining Rubetria’s child, he turned over in his mind what she had said yesterday.
“The Spirit Wishit and his Contractor Rubetria Diolus. They existed, loving each other more beautifully than anyone.”
Then the door burst open.
It was Rubetria.
“Hi.”
She waved her hand as she entered and immediately sat beside Wishit.
And then she spoke.
“So Vista made a contract with the Seventh Prince?”
“……?! How did you find out about that?”
Wishit’s eyes widened.
“Because the Seventh Prince told my husband himself. He came to find him and revealed everything about his secret arrangement with Vista, even showed him the future.”
“Insane…… Why would Vista trust someone with such a loose mouth enough to contract with him? Then what was the point of me hiding it?”
“Calm down, calm down. Vista is a Spirit who sees the future, so maybe he already foresaw the Seventh Prince spilling everything? And he probably anticipated that Lark wouldn’t coldly seal him away as a dangerous Spirit either, right?”
Wishit’s expression darkened. He seemed to think for a moment before asking.
“A future where he breaks his promise the moment he contracts and has to reveal the secret? What future did the Seventh Prince show you?”
“Wow. Your power seals are even undone, and sure enough, you’re not looking at the future at all?”
Wishit avoided Rubetria’s wondering eyes and shifted the leg he’d been crossing.
“……Seeing the future isn’t very fun.”
“I understand. The future the Seventh Prince told me about was my death. He said I’d die in childbirth.”
“What?!”
Wishit, who had seemed indifferent, shot up suddenly. His beautiful golden hair spilled loose as it was disturbed.
“I expected you not to know either. If such a future appeared, it means I’ll die in childbirth while you’re completely unaware of my death.”
“Why would Vista let that reach your ears? Why wouldn’t he tell me directly?”
“Don’t be angry. That Spirit must have had his reasons. After all, you’re the one who’s been having Vista do the looking for you because you don’t like seeing the future yourself, aren’t you?”
…….
Right. Wishit fell silent.
“Anyway, I’m glad I asked directly. It’s confirmed now. I was also wondering if maybe you intentionally didn’t tell me because you wanted me to live in the natural order of things.”
“Ha! Me, protecting you? I already told Vista that if there’s any danger to your life that I should be involved in, tell me immediately.”
“Right? Of course.”
Rubetria breathed a sigh of relief, pressing her hand to her chest, then said:
“O Spirit of Wishes. Will you save me if I want to have a baby?”
“Is that how you ask for something?!”

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