Isn’t Being A Wicked Woman Much Better? - Chapter 221

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Special Side Story 4
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With Isidore finally freed from his demanding schedule and now constantly by my side, the twins were absolutely thrilled as thick snow began to fall in earnest.
“Snow!”
Vanessa bounded through the Garden like a puppy, her coat barely fastened, catching snowflakes on her face, while Bares stood quietly on the roof, gazing at the gently accumulated snow with a wistful expression.
Though they were fraternal twins, their temperaments were so starkly different that it never ceased to amaze me.
What was truly remarkable was how close they remained despite their contrasting personalities.
“…Mom.”
Suddenly, Bares, who had been standing quietly, called out to me.
“Yes?”
“When it snows, does the snow fairy come out?”
“…A fairy?”
He must have seen fairies in the storybooks he’d been enjoying lately.
I was torn between telling him the truth and preserving 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?”
My eyes widened at Isidore’s words.
“Isidore, do… do fairies actually exist?”
As I whispered with a rough, uncertain expression, he smiled softly and leaned close to my ear.
“There’s something fairy-like near the Mountain Lodge.”
“Dad. Can we really go see the fairy?”
Bares was already gazing up at Isidore with anticipation shining in his eyes.
“Of course. Let’s go.”
“Hurry!”
Bares, usually so composed, was unusually excited and urged us forward, while I too felt a flutter of anticipation at the mention of fairies and began preparing for an outing I hadn’t done in ages.
And so our family embarked on an impromptu trip to the Mountain Lodge.
“So much snow!”
“Vanessa. You’ll catch cold if you go out like that.”
The moment our 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 ear warmer on her head.
So adorable…
I wanted to admire the ear warmer for much longer, but the instant I tied the chin strap, Vanessa dashed outside and made footprints all over the white snow field.
Bares, wearing a brown bear-shaped ear warmer, descended from the carriage slowly, holding Isidore’s hand firmly.
“Kyaa!”
Vanessa squealed with delight as she bounded about, then 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 fall?”
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 let out a delighted exclamation, grasping the snowball with her small hands before attempting to tuck it into her pocket. She certainly had an eye for beautiful 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 crimson eyes sparkled as she mimicked me with her tiny, fern-like hands.
“Mommy’s is prettier.”
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 won by whoever hits their opponent with the most snowballs.”
Isidore demonstrated by flinging a snowball toward a tree, and Vanessa shook her head with a pouty expression.
“I’m not going to throw it. Mommy gave it to me.”
I watched Vanessa clutching the snowball protectively, then shaped another one into a 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 planned to leave it outside.
“If you stack the one you’re holding on top of this one, it becomes a snowman.”
“A snowman! I’ve seen one in a storybook.”
Vanessa’s face brightened as she carefully placed her snowball on top of the one on the ground.
“Vanessa, would you like to give the snowman a name?”
“This is Vanessa’s snowman. Can we make Bares’s snowman too?”
As Vanessa busily rolled snowballs, Bares worked alongside her with equal enthusiasm.
The twins combined their efforts, and soon another snowman was complete. Vanessa then threw herself into the task with renewed determination, building 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. A really big one!”
Vanessa seemed utterly absorbed in the joy of building snowmen.
When Isidore rolled an enormous snowball up to his waist to create Dad’s snowman, she danced with delight, her feet practically bouncing with happiness.
-…On snowy days, I’ll build big snowmen 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, who was smiling with such radiant joy.
“…Mom?”
Noticing that I had frozen in place, Bares tugged at my sleeve. Feeling tears threatening to spill, I quickly sniffled and pulled Bares into a tight embrace.
“Thank you both for coming to my side.”
“Huh?”
As the overwhelming emotion began to settle, I squeezed Bares’s hand and spoke.
“…Dad’s already finished his snowman. Should we go see it?”
Swallowing down the overwhelming surge of emotion, I approached the cluster of snowmen huddled together.
“Our first family snowman.”
“…Hmm, it still feels a bit incomplete to call it finished.”
Unlike me, who was marveling at the sight, Isidore looked around with a somewhat dissatisfied expression before gathering fallen branches from the snowy ground and fashioning arms for all four snowmen.
Watching him quietly, I removed all the buttons from my winter coat and attached them as eyes to the snowmen.
“Wow! Just like a fairy tale!”
Vanessa gazed at the snowman family with immense pride, while Bares clapped his small hands together in delight.
That was when it happened.
A white shimmer glimmered in the distance, and something resembling snowflakes began to flutter and dance downward around the branches we’d placed in the snowmen.
‘Could it be… a butterfly?’
A butterfly as pure white as fresh snow, in the depths of winter—how extraordinary.
As I stood mesmerized by the wondrous and beautiful sight, Bares cried out in a trembling voice.
“A fairy!”
Seeing his face flushed with excitement, I lowered my voice and whispered to Isidore.
“That butterfly… it’s the fairy you mentioned, isn’t it?”
“Yes. This area around the Mountain Lodge is the habitat of snow butterflies. In fact, the locals here call them the fairies of snow.”
“Truly, a fairy….”
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, hands clasped tightly 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 wish did you make?”
“…That our whole family stays together forever, and that you make us happy every day.”
“I see.”
His gentle and tender words spread a warm glow through my heart.
Overwhelmed once again by emotion, I pulled our precious, beloved twins into my arms with all the love in the world.
Darkness had begun to settle around the Mountain Lodge.
Snowflakes drifted softly past the windows, while warmth from the fireplace filled the room completely.
I approached the twins, who sat before the hearth wrapped in plush blankets, 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 a gentle breath, and white steam swirled around his face before dispersing into the air.
Vanessa stared intently at the melting marshmallows before slowly taking a sip.
“Yummy.”
A sweet smile bloomed across Vanessa’s lips.
With their chubby cheeks flushed rosy from the hot chocolate, both twins soon succumbed to drowsiness and began nodding off simultaneously.
“Our little princess and princes, it’s time to visit the land of dreams, don’t you think?”
“Mmhm.”
Isidore carefully lifted the children, whose eyes were nearly closed, and laid them gently in bed.
“Sweet dreams, you two.”
Watching the twins sleep peacefully, their breathing soft and rhythmic, I whispered tenderly as I caressed their small hands and pressed a gentle kiss to each of their foreheads.
Outside, snowflakes continued to drift and tap against the windowpane, while the family snowman stood bathed in moonlight.
Time would eventually erase those snowmen, but today’s memories would settle like snowflakes in my heart, never to melt away.
【End】

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