I Am the 5-Year-Old Spy Who Kidnapped the Villain - Chapter 48

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【Chapter 48】

Thud.

Soon, a dull sound of the rope being untied rang out.

“Now, the rope’s untied so answer me…”

“Yah-!”

This was my chance.

As soon as the rope was untied, I took out a poison needle from my pocket and tried to shoot it with a whoosh.

“Ah-“

The young boy opened his mouth beyond the poison needle.

If I shot into his mouth, he would die instantly.

“No way!”

I had no intention of killing him, so I immediately put away the poison needle and screamed, when he suddenly bit my finger lightly.

“Wh-what!”

It didn’t even hurt, but I was so surprised that I unconsciously squeezed my eyes shut.

“You, are you some kind of knight or spy? Why are you so fearless!”

The strong recognize the strong. No, the strong recognize the crazy.

The moment I saw that guy open his mouth even after seeing the poison needle, I realized.

This kid doesn’t understand common sense.

Which meant I couldn’t win.

‘What is he planning to do with me now?’

Is he really going to eat me? But how?

Roasted?

‘I shouldn’t have let my guard down thinking the baby would listen to me well. Cats are animals that you never know where they’ll jump to, but I forgot and let him slip away.’

If it were possible, I wanted to go back to the moment when I was holding the baby in the garden.

By now, Mai must be getting scolded for losing me, right?

Nox must be very worried too.

Was it anxiety about facing death? All sorts of thoughts crossed my mind as my body trembled, when.

Ptui-

“Never mind. You don’t even taste good.”

With a sullen voice, the finger that had been bitten dropped to the ground with a thud.

I slowly opened my tightly shut eyes.

The boy was staring intently at my face.

Then he shrugged his shoulders as if he had lost interest.

“If you’re not going to answer, I’ll just leave. This is boring.”

And he really started walking away as if going home-

“Won’t you answer?”

Swish. He stopped walking and asked again.

Ah, an answer.

After briefly assessing the situation, I waved my palm and smiled.

“Goodbye.”

“…”

At my words, his eyebrows rose diagonally. Seeing his lips gradually change like a duck’s bill, he seemed thoroughly upset.

Yet the boy didn’t move.

Even as he became increasingly filled with dissatisfaction and the dimple below his lips deepened.

For some reason, he didn’t leave my side and just stood there, then kicked an innocent pebble away.

“Why did you save me.”

The same question continued.

“Did you just save me for no reason at all?”

It was strange.

Clearly, it was the same words as before, but this time I could feel a little sadness.

“…How irresponsible. I had expectations. You were the first to look at me like that.”

In the end, I was surprised by the following words and raised my head.

The boy was looking down at the pebble he had kicked.

And right then.

As the sun that had been illuminating the forest moved, a deep shadow fell between me and the young boy.

It had definitely been sparkling.

It had definitely seemed full of curiosity.

The child dyed in darkness looked familiar, as if he had finally found his true color.

As if loneliness was the first emotion he had learned since birth.

Suddenly I realized.

The emptiness I felt when I hid alone in the ducal palace to survive, looking at the empty corridors.

That empty me from back then overlapped with that boy.

So without knowing it.

“Actually, I lost my memory.”

I ended up telling a lie.

“…What?”

The purple eyes that had been in the darkness met mine.

And.

The young boy, who had slowly opened his mouth in surprise, suddenly stepped out of the darkness.

“That look in your eyes right now.”

“…What?”

“When you saved me, you looked at me with exactly that kind of look.”

“…Huh?”

* * *

The place where he was born was the snowy plains. But before he could even see the light of the world, he was captured by humans.

When he first opened his eyes after being born, what he saw was not family, not a mother cat, but a cage.

‘What? Why are his eyes this color? It’s ominous, isn’t it?’

He remembers the gaze of the first living being that looked at him.

It was threatening and rough.

He could only understand after time slowly passed that the word “ominous” referred to him, and that the emotion of that word was not good.

‘Ominous.’

He muttered while trapped in the cage. It was the first emotion he learned since birth.

When about a month had passed, a man who happened to see him shouted.

‘Is this thing a beast or a monster?’

‘I don’t know. I’m not sure what will happen if it grows up like that.’

‘Should we throw it away?’

‘What if we let it outside and it threatens people? Just leave it be. If we don’t give it food or water, it’ll starve to death anyway.’

‘…Alright then.’

The man spat into the cage and just passed by.

After that, they didn’t give him anything to eat. At least they used to give him food scraps.

‘I want to eat something. I feel like my stomach is gradually shrinking.’

If he couldn’t eat anything.

‘I hope time ends quickly and the pain disappears.’

After a month passed, he began to feel increasingly dazed.

Sometimes he would sit and play by catching dust in the air, but now it was more comfortable to just lie down.

Breathing became difficult, and when eye discharge made his vision blurry, a second emotion was added to his world.

Boredom and resignation.

The nameless cat was dying day by day like that.

When he wanted it to end quickly and was about to close his eyes.

‘It’s a cat.’

Blue eyes that appeared out of nowhere.

‘…?’

‘The cat is dying. What should I do.’

Along with small hands that were whimpering while trying to pull me out, blue eyes turned toward me.

It wasn’t an ominous gaze.

It wasn’t the indifferent look I’d been feeling since she stopped giving me food scraps either.

This was.

…This was.

“What?”

Tilt—

He tilted his head as he recalled memories from the past.

“How would I know.”

Aisha crossed her arms and glared at me with displeased eyes.

Then she let out a small sigh with her tiny mouth and raised her index finger as if trying to organize the conversation.

“So, you’re saying I looked at you with curious eyes?”

“Yeah.”

“And saved you?”

“Yeah.”

Sparkle sparkle—

It felt like this conversation was finally making progress for the first time.

Thinking the answer he’d been waiting and waiting for might finally come, he clenched his fists and shot sparkling beams.

“…Hmm.”

But.

“…Ah, like I said earlier…?”

Cold sweat exploded like a fountain from his blonde head.

“I, I actually had an accident a long time ago and was traumatized. After that, I lost my memory of several incidents!”

Clap—

Aisha clapped her hands as if she’d finally thought of an answer.

But the young boy was puzzled.

“You lost your memory? Did your memory die?”

“No. It disappeared but it didn’t die.”

Isn’t that the same as dying?

Actually, he didn’t exactly understand what it meant to lose something. He’d never lost anything to begin with.

So he confidently crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows.

“If it disappeared, then it died.”

Not to be outdone, Aisha also crossed her arms—

“No it didn’t.”

“Yes it did.”

“No!”

“Yes!”

At the endless conversation, the young boy made a “hmph” sound and turned his head away.

“The animals near me never came back when they disappeared.”

“Huh?”

“So when they disappear, they die. They all died.”

At his reasonably grounded statement, Aisha gasped and opened her blue eyes wide.

“….”

Since he was right, she had nothing to say.

‘So Aisha’s memory didn’t get lost, it died.’

“…If you didn’t know, now you do.”

It was good to win anything. It was better to be the one catching than being caught.

“….”

He crossed his arms and struck a triumphant pose, but for some reason he only felt more depressed.

But then.

“Here, look.”

A small fist was extended into the air.

“What’s this?”

“It’s my hair tie. I’ll give it to you.”

Aisha, who now had one side of her hair undone, raised her eyebrows and made a brave triangular mouth.

“Now this is yours. It’s your possession.”

“This is mine? My possession?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow.”

A hair tie? What was that?

Everything was full of curiosities, but the young boy accepted the hair tie for now.

Then Aisha, grinning broadly, carefully grabbed the white hair covering his forehead and tied his hair with the hair tie.

“You do it like this. Now you can see well, right?”

“Oh. Wow.”

When he looked like an apple stem, Aisha’s lips pressed together tightly to hold back laughter, but he was amazed that he could see ahead so well.

“This is apologizing.”

“Apologizing?”

“Yeah. I made you depressed, I made you angry, so I’m fixing it.”

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