My Husband Is Not the Magic Tower Master - Chapter 100

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Chapter 100

During my third life in this place, I had grown fond of them—the ones who became my mother and father through unconditional love all along.
It felt as though I finally had real parents.
So much so that I wished to believe from the very beginning that I was Rose of Stein, awakening in this body.
“…That’s how it came to be.”
After finishing my long, winding tale and saying all I had meant to say,
I didn’t know how to end it, so I fidgeted nervously with my fingertips.
Carlo reached beneath the table and gently caressed my trembling hand in comfort, though I sat like one bearing guilt.
Yet somehow it felt as though tears might spill over any moment.
When tears finally did fall, tracing down my cheek and collecting at the edge of my chin,
I brushed my face with my hand as though unbothered and smiled toward them.
It didn’t matter if they hated me.
Rather than carry guilt and live my whole life as a forgery,
“If someone you longed to see for ages were to be reborn into this world, could you believe it?”
I spoke, holding back tears with effort.
“If it were me, I think I would be inexpressibly joyful. As though my entire grayscale world would suddenly burst into color because of one person alone.”
That was what Carlo was to me. As I was to him.
And I hoped that those who taught me the love and preciousness of family would meet me as family once more in the next life.
“Because that’s what I did…”
I murmured softly, knowing I would do so again and again.
My parents, who had remained silent all this while, finally spoke after an eternity of quiet.
“…So you’re asking whether you’re happy now?”
“No, rather—wouldn’t you be indescribably happy already, just imagining it?”
Mother and Father gave the same answer in the same moment, as though their hearts toward me were perfectly attuned.
Soon they rose from their seats, stepped toward me carefully, and drew me into their arms.
“Did you truly think we wouldn’t know?”
“Parents recognize their children at a glance, always.”
Even if you became someone different from the Rose we once knew.
“We love you, Rose.”
Mother patted my back gently and steadily.
“If that glorious being has been reborn and lives such a happy life, then that is enough. Our family has prayed for Stein’s well-being down through the generations.”
Father gathered us both in his arms, and covering the sound of a sob, he coughed.
“I love you, our family!”
“Heh… I love you all more.”
At their comfort, I finally burst into laughter.
“If a next life exists, please be my parents then too.”
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The sweltering summer passed, and autumn came for the fourth time.
Four people gathered at the familiar Cafe, and before long they wore contented expressions as they watched the same sight.
Rueelika had finally graduated from infancy and begun to walk about proudly.
“Time really does fly, doesn’t it.”
Inside the terrace where five of us had gathered in total, I marveled with my tongue clicking in wonder.
“I still can’t believe it. Rueelika is already two years old.”
“How is it, Rose. While you were working hard at farming in the Demon Realm, how many precious moments of Rueelika’s did we witness?”
Watching Elline sip her tea with an envious sigh, I found myself in fresh amazement.
Wow. She’s grown up enough to tease me now.
Having become a mother, my one friend had picked up a kind of presence and was already teasing me about it.
“Your social manner has improved quite a bit?”
“Just attend a few banquets at the Delpinia Royal Palace as a queen consort. Your confidence grows quickly.”
After a brief teasing tone, Elline shook her head with tired eyes.
Even while conversing with me, I could see her gaze occasionally checking whether Rueelika might come to harm—she was a strong mother.
I let out a small laugh at the sight, while at the same time feeling warmth fill my chest at how right it all seemed.
Four years had passed.
Inside the familiar Cafe of the Stein earldom.
‘This place still feels so comfortable and good.’
With my eyes closed, I could still feel the fresh terrace air and the ticklish breeze against my cheeks.
Now that I thought about it, four years ago I’d come here with Elline as usual and happened to meet Carlo, only to get locked in the storage room.
It turned out he’d been hiding from Lucas, who was chasing after him.
‘That day was so dark and felt so strange.’
How much had changed.
The man I’d been trapped with in that awkward storage room was now my husband.
That workaholic colleague who used to slip me little kindnesses at the Magic Tower—where had he gone? Now there was this clingy husband at my side, dutifully attending to my desserts.
“Rose, try this one too.”
“Master? But I have a mouth of my own, don’t I?”
“You’ve eaten enough. If you’re still hungry, buy some with your own money.”
The king of this country wasn’t exactly short on funds.
“Huh?”
Lucas paused mid-forkful of cake, his hand hanging in midair. His expression was one of pure bewilderment.
But he had nothing to say in protest, did he?
This dessert table, arranged with one of each variety, had been bought by Carlo at my request to taste them all.
As my husband fed me a cookie, I silently stifled my laughter at Lucas’s quiet, deliberate cough.
Even a dignified king was nothing but a child in front of his old teacher.
As we sipped tea while savoring our desserts, Lucas folded his arms and playfully asked me across the table.
“By the way, should I call you ‘elder sister’? Since you’ve had two reincarnations?”
“Hmm. Would you mind if I stepped on your foot?”
“That’s not allowed. These are custom-made, specially crafted shoes—the only pair in the kingdom, and quite expensive.”
Lucas shrugged as he added this.
Glancing below the stairs on the inner side of the terrace, he spoke with a wistful tone, as if old memories had surfaced.
“If it’s this cafe, I spent enough time here to breathe the air. And how fierce my love life was back then… Ow!”
Midway through dwelling on the past, he let out a sharp cry. Someone beneath the table had stepped on him in my stead.
“Keep your voice down, Your Highness.”
Elline pressed her foot down firmly and, with swift precision, pinched the back of Lucas’s hand.
A pained whimper escaped his lips, but at that moment Carlo calmly sipped his tea and spoke to him.
“That’s right. You do have a loud voice, my student.”
“This is too much. Master, from now on I’m calling you ‘ancestor,’ or rather, ‘old codger’!”
“Pfft…”
Elline burst out laughing despite herself, pressing her hand to her mouth.
As if sensing the movement, she suddenly touched her rounded belly and started in surprise.
“Oh! The little golden one just kicked!”
“Really?”
“Yes, and it feels like a bold little prince.”
Having given birth to Rueelika less than a year ago, Elline was now expecting her second child—already showing a belly just three or four months along—and she smiled happily as she cradled it.
The second child would be a boy, she’d been told.
Though she was happy about it, she seemed to find it a bit of a shame; lately, she’d taken to saying something like this every month.
“Now, Rose, all you need to do is give birth to a cute little princess. Right?”
It was a light remark, the kind we’d usually let pass.
But at her words, Carlo and I exchanged an awkward glance.
As we held hands and offered only shy smiles, Elline sensed the odd reaction and her eyes narrowed.
“…What is it?”
“Actually, we have something to tell you and His Highness.”
“Huh? Huh?”
“It’s still very early. We found out last time, but it’s only been a few weeks.”
I awkwardly touched my neck and deliberately looked away from her gaze.
While Elline simply blinked in disbelief, Lucas reacted with intensity.
“What? When? How long have you two even been together?”
That’s right—we’d only been reunited for just two seasons.
“Um, well…”
I covered my mouth with my hand, feeling the embarrassment wash over me.
It was the day we returned from the Demon Realm.
Carlo had been so worried about my condition that we’d gone straight to Delpinid Estate.
‘That’s where everything happened—on the bed where I was supposed to rest.’
The bed was king-sized, after all, meant for two. And besides, we were properly married.
“It’s… a newlywed thing, you know? The poignancy of reunion, that sort of thing?”
Following my words, Carlo made his announcement.
“Since it’s autumn now, the due date should be around next summer.”
There was an unmistakable glimmer of quiet pride in his expression as he spoke.
Once upon a time, he had envied Lucas for becoming a father; now he too was on the verge of that same joy.
Though I suppose my beloved café lattes would have to go.
He’d been itching to share the news since we arrived—one look at his face made it clear: this man already adored his unborn child, and I had no doubt.
He would be a good father to our daughter.
“I love the princess too.”
The moment our eyes met as I spoke with warmth, Carlo leaned in and brushed his lips softly against mine, a satisfied smile curving his mouth.
“I want for nothing, my love.”
My husband had been nothing but a Magic Tower Master concealing his true self.
In the future that awaited us, he would become utterly, hopelessly devoted to our daughter.
—<My Husband Is Not the Magic Tower Master> Complete

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