Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? - Chapter 219

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Special Side Story Episode 4
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With Isidore finally having time to be at my side constantly, and thick snow falling in abundance, the twins were absolutely thrilled.
“Snow!”
Vanessa darted through the Garden like a puppy, catching snowflakes without even properly buttoning her coat, while Bares stood quietly on the roof, gazing at the gently accumulated snow with a wistful expression.
Though they were fraternal twins, their personalities were so starkly different that it never ceased to amaze me.
What was fascinating was that despite their contrasting natures, the two were remarkably close.
“…Mother.”
Suddenly, Bares, who had been standing quietly, called out to me.
“Yes?”
“When snow comes, does the snow fairy appear?”
“…A fairy?”
I realized he must have seen fairies in the fairy tales he’d been enjoying lately.
I was fiercely debating whether to tell him the truth or preserve his innocence when Isidore asked gently.
“Bares. What kind of fairy is the snow fairy?”
“White, and has wings like a butterfly.”
“Would you like to go see our fairy?”
At Isidore’s words, my eyes widened in surprise.
“Isidore, does… does the fairy really exist?”
As I whispered with a rough, anxious expression, he smiled softly and leaned close to my ear.
“There’s something fairy-like near the Mountain Lodge.”
“Dad. Are we really going to see the fairy?”
Bares was already looking up at Isidore with anticipation gleaming in his eyes.
“Of course. Let’s go.”
“Hurry!”
Bares, usually so composed, was unusually excited and urged us forward, and I too felt a subtle thrill at the mention of fairies as I prepared for an outing after a long time.
And so, our family spontaneously set out on a trip to the Mountain Lodge.
“So much snow!”
“Vanessa. You’ll catch cold if you go out like that.”
The moment the carriage arrived near the Mountain Lodge, I quickly caught Vanessa, who was about to bolt out like a bullet, and hastily placed a white rabbit-eared hood on her head.
She looked so adorable.
I wanted to admire her in the hood for a long time, but the moment I fastened the chin strap, Vanessa rushed outside and made footprints all over the white snow.
Bares, wearing a brown bear-shaped hood, stepped down from the carriage slowly, holding Isidore’s hand firmly.
“Kyaaah!”
Vanessa, shrieking with delight, tumbled and rolled across the snow like a puppy, and I let out a short sigh.
“You little troublemaker.”
As I gently brushed her rosy cheeks, the child blinked her large eyes and asked an unexpected question.
“Mom! But why does snow come?”
Watching Vanessa, who had been asking so many questions lately, I smiled softly.
“When the clouds feel cold in winter, they create snowflakes and send them to the world. It’s like a gift from the clouds.”
“Wow!”
Vanessa exclaimed softly, grasping the snowball with her small hands before attempting to tuck it into her pocket. She certainly had a keen eye for things.
“Vanessa, if you put it in your pocket, it’ll melt. Try doing it like this instead.”
I shaped my snowball into a perfect sphere. Vanessa’s eyes sparkled as she mimicked me with her delicate, fern-like hands.
“Mommy’s is pretty.”
Unlike her own lumpy snowball, Vanessa showed keen interest in my perfectly rounded one.
“Would you like to have it?”
“Yes!”
“What are you two doing?”
Isidore and Bares, who had been watching the winter squirrels, approached us.
“Vanessa, did you make that to have a snowball fight with Dad?”
At Isidore’s question, Vanessa tilted her head in confusion.
“A snowball fight?”
“A snowball fight is where the person who hits their opponent the most times wins.”
Isidore demonstrated by hurling a snowball at a tree, and Vanessa shook her head dejectedly.
“I’m not going to throw it. Mommy gave it to me.”
I watched Vanessa clutching the snowball to her chest, then shaped another sphere and set it on the ground.
Given Vanessa’s nature, she would try to carry that snowball all the way into the Mountain Lodge, but it would melt quickly indoors, so I decided to leave it outside.
“If you stack what you’re holding on top of this one, it becomes a snowman.”
“A snowman! I’ve seen one in a fairy tale book.”
Vanessa’s face brightened as she carefully placed her snowball on top of mine.
“Vanessa, would you like to give the snowman a name?”
“This is Vanessa’s snowman. I want to make Bares’s snowman too.”
As Vanessa diligently rolled snowballs, Bares helped her enthusiastically from beside her.
The twins worked together, and another snowman was completed. Soon, Vanessa threw herself into the task with determination, creating an even larger snowball.
“This one is Mommy’s snowman!”
“You’re making a snowman for Mommy too?”
“Yes. And I’m going to make one for Daddy too. A really big one!”
Vanessa seemed utterly absorbed in the joy of building snowmen.
When Isidore rolled an enormous snowball as tall as his waist to create a snowman for Dad, she bounced on her toes with unbridled delight.
-…On snowy days, I’ll build a great big snowman too….
“…!”
In that moment, the words the Thought Entity had left behind when departing suddenly surfaced in my mind. Was it merely coincidence?
As my chest suddenly swelled with warmth, I gazed endlessly at Vanessa, radiant with happiness.
“…Mommy?”
Bares tugged at my sleeve, noticing I had frozen in place. Feeling tears about to spill, I hastily sniffled and pulled him into a tight embrace.
“Thank you both for being by my side.”
“Huh?”
As the overwhelming emotion began to settle, I squeezed Bares’s hand and spoke.
“…Dad’s snowman is already finished. Should we go see it?”
Swallowing down the overwhelming surge of emotion, I approached the cluster of snowmen huddled together.
“Our first family of snowmen.”
“…Hmm, it still feels a bit incomplete to call it finished.”
Unlike my admiration, Isidore glanced around with a somewhat dissatisfied expression, gathered fallen branches from the snowy field, and fashioned arms for all four snowmen.
Watching him quietly, I removed all the buttons from my winter coat and used them as eyes for the snowmen.
“Wow! Just like a fairytale book.”
Vanessa gazed at the snowman family with immense pride, while Bares clapped his small hands together.
That was when it happened.
A shimmer of white light sparkled in the distance, and something resembling snowflakes began to flutter and dance down around the branches we’d placed in the snowmen.
‘Could it be… a butterfly?’
A pure white butterfly like fresh snow in this frigid winter….
Lost in the mystical and beautiful sight, Bares suddenly cried out with a trembling voice.
“A fairy!”
Seeing his face alight with excitement, I lowered my voice and whispered to Isidore.
“That butterfly… it’s the fairy you mentioned, isn’t it?”
“Yes. The area around this Mountain Lodge is the habitat of snow butterflies. Actually, the locals here call them the fairies of snow.”
“So they really are fairies….”
Feeling as though I’d stepped into a world of childlike wonder, I watched the snow butterfly flutter toward the branches when I noticed Bares behind me, clasping his hands together as if in prayer, murmuring softly.
“…Bares, what are you doing?”
“Making a wish. The fairy grants wishes.”
I’d expected him to ask to bring the fairy home, but his unexpected answer made my eyes widen.
“A wish? What did you wish for?”
“…That our whole family stays together forever and is always happy.”
“I see.”
The child’s gentle and tender words spread warmth through my heart.
Overwhelmed once more by emotion, I pulled our precious twins—more beloved than anything in the world—into my embrace.
Darkness gradually settled around the Mountain Lodge.
Snowflakes brushed softly against the windows, and warmth from the fireplace filled the room completely.
I approached the twins sitting before the fireplace wrapped in a plush blanket and handed them hot chocolate topped with marshmallows.
“Ooh, chocolate!”
“It’s hot, so blow on it first before you drink.”
“Okay.”
Bares carefully blew—and white steam enveloped his face, dispersing into the air.
Vanessa stared intently at the melting marshmallows before slowly taking a sip.
“Tasty.”
A sweet smile bloomed across Vanessa’s lips.
The twins, their plump cheeks flushed rosy as they finished their hot chocolate, soon began nodding off simultaneously as drowsiness overtook them.
“Our little princess and princes, it’s time to drift off to dreamland, isn’t it?”
“Mmm.”
Isidore carefully lifted the children whose eyes were nearly closed and laid them gently on the bed.
“Sweet dreams, you two.”
I whispered to the twins sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the world, their breathing soft and rhythmic. I caressed their small hands before pressing a gentle kiss to their foreheads.
Outside, snowflakes continued to tap against the windowpane, swirling through the air, while the family of snowmen stood bathed in moonlight.
Time would flow onward, and one day those snowmen would vanish without trace, yet today’s memories would settle in my heart like snowflakes, never to melt away.
【End】

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