The Baby Raising A Devil - Chapter 250

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Chapter 250

Unfamiliar scenes rushed in all at once and quickly faded away.

‘Unfamiliar…?’

Were they really unfamiliar? Tears fell drop by drop, and strength left her legs.

“Young Lady!”

Reginald hurriedly supported her.

“Are you alright?”

“I’m not okay. I don’t think I’m okay, I…”

“Pardon?”

Tears kept welling up. An indefinable sadness rushed in like high tide and left her mind empty like low tide.

Reginald looked with an incomprehensible expression at Mina, who buried her face in her hands and wept pitifully.

* * *

In the evening, I had dinner with my family for the first time in a while. It was the school’s consideration for me and our family after going through hardships and saving the students.

As always, everyone piled food on my plate without distinction, Henri wiped away crumbs from the corners of my mouth, and Isaac kept poking my chubby cheeks with a mischievous expression. Father and Johan watched us with affectionate gazes.

After the meal ended, I felt very regretful. When I saw Father and Johan off at the school gate with the Academy Principal and faculty, my nose turned red.

“It’s vacation soon. Let’s see each other during vacation.”

“…”

As I pouted my lips and held back tears, Isaac giggled and teased me.

“Are you crying? Huh?”

“I’m not.”

“You are. You’re such a baby, baby.”

“I said I’m not.”

I rubbed around my eyes with my palm and grumbled inwardly.

‘Why are tears coming out and causing a fuss.’

This is why adolescence is a problem. Why does this damn adolescence come every time I regress and make me emotional?

What’s the point of being able to think like an adult? When adolescence comes, I become a lonely beast.

This lonely beast thinks it’s the most mature one and chooses solitude, but it happens to be incredibly emotional too.

Then, Father spread his arms.

“Leblaine.”

“…”

“Come here.”

When I slowly went into Father’s embrace, tears finally burst out.

“Waaaaah…! It’s not because I’m sad about Father leaving! I’m not a baby! Waaaah!”

“I know.”

“I’m just crying now because I was so shocked by what happened before, okay? Waaaaah!”

“I know.”

Father gently said “Yes” while the others hung their heads low and shook their shoulders violently.

I glared at my brothers, North, and the wolves while muttering “Geez…”

Why did I have to be a late bloomer with my secondary sexual characteristics only arriving at seventeen? How embarrassing.

‘It’s all because you didn’t eat properly until you were four.’

“It’s because of puberty. Because of secondary sexual characteristics.”

“Isn’t that just a psychological effect?”

“…It’s not exactly accurate, you know?”

Isaac and Henri hung their heads again and shook their shoulders like crazy.

Father chuckled and said,

“See you soon.”

“Yes…”

“Stop crying. It breaks my heart.”

The Academy Principal and other school staff gaped at Father’s gentle words.

Bewildered by this unseen side of the Villain of the Century, who was said to bleed blue blood when pricked, they could only gulp down dry saliva.

I had a tearful farewell with Father, Johan, and the family members before returning to the school grounds.

I walked with Henri and Isaac, who kept teasing me mischievously the whole way. As we trudged back to the dormitory, I spotted a familiar shadow figure in the distance.

“Mina…?”

Though it was dark and hard to see clearly, I could tell she looked extremely haggard, like someone who was ill.

“Are you sick?”

When I asked, she pressed the back of her hand against her cheek and answered.

“I’m fine.”

“You look sick though, you—”

Just as I was about to speak, Isaac casually said while supporting the back of his head with his interlaced fingers.

“She says she’s fine. If she’s not fine, she’ll handle it herself. Let’s go back.”

Then he grabbed my forearm and pulled me along. Henri also followed us with an expression that showed he didn’t want to get involved.

“Cookies.”

Mina’s voice came from behind us.

My brothers continued walking without saying anything, but I stopped dead in my tracks.

“So Cookies. Oh, Cookies is the nickname I gave Isaac.”

The conversation between Duke Amitie and Mina from my first life came to mind.

I gripped my skirt hem tightly.

‘Did I mishear?’

I barely managed to move my stiff body to look back at her.

“What did you say?”

“Cookies.”

At that moment, the lights on the school grounds all turned on at once. They were automatic lights that turned on after 8 o’clock.

As the dim surroundings brightened, I could see the pendant hanging around her neck.

‘Etoile…!’

That was definitely the Temple’s Etoile.

While I stiffened rigidly, Mina asked.

“But Leblaine.”

“….”

“How do you know that word?”

“…What?”

“The word cookies!”

Mina bit her lips tightly and approached.

“That’s a word from memories I’m seeing for the first time too. What I used to call Isaac… like that….”

Mina’s voice crawled in.

Mina’s face as she spoke was something I’d never seen before. A sorrowful face I’d never seen even once when we lived as sisters.

“As soon as I grabbed Etoile, strange memories came flooding back. Memories that aren’t mine, but feel like they are mine. I’m so confused.”

“….”

“How do you know that word? Huh?”

“That’s─”

That’s when it happened.

Henri, who blocked my way, spoke.

“Is there anyone who doesn’t know that word?”

“…Huh?”

“It’s food made by kneading flour and such.”

“That’s not what I mean… Hey, Henri─ Oh, how do you know my name? I saw it in those memories, and we were very close─”

“Why don’t you go get some counseling. Don’t bother Leblaine.”

“Henri!”

Henri pulled me along and said, “Let’s go, Leblaine.”

As I was dragged away by him, I looked back at Mina. That child remained alone on the school grounds, burying her pale face in both hands and trembling faintly.

“Henri, let go of this. Henri!”

Only when Mina was no longer visible did Henri speak.

“Don’t do it.”

“Huh?”

Henri turned his head with a rarely cold expression.

“It’s a memory from your first life, isn’t it. The word cookies.”

Quick-witted Henri seemed to have inferred that through my expression and conversation with Mina.

“…Right.”

“Then absolutely don’t tell that child. What if that child ends up remembering that you’re the Child of the Evil God?”

“….”

“Everyone in the world will try to kill you. The Temple, neighboring countries, even the Empire will all regard you as the source of their misfortune.”

This was his true face that I saw when I was four years old, when I learned Henri was being abused.

Isaac looked helplessly at Henri and me, who had stiffened rigidly.

“Elder Brother, don’t yell at Little One like that. Little One must have understood too. Right?”

“Answer that you won’t do it, Leblaine.”

I let my shoulders droop as I looked at him.

Then I lightly tapped Henri’s cheeks with both hands. Henri and Isaac’s eyes widened. I smiled faintly.

“I’m not scared of any of that. When I have an older brother who embraces even fear on my behalf, what is there to be afraid of?”

“….”

“And there’s Dubbled pride, right? Am I going to deceive the world with such a petty lie about not knowing that girl’s memories?”

When I placed my hand on my waist and glanced at them playfully, Henri and Isaac asked, “What?” I lifted my chin with an arrogant expression.

“If I’m going to deceive, I should do it more viciously. While waging a public opinion war so that no one believes what Mina or the shrine says, right?”

Henri and Isaac looked at each other with surprised faces. Then they immediately burst into laughter.

I giggled and took both of their hands.

“Just as I trust my older brothers, please trust me too.”

“Then I absolutely can’t trust you. Little One, you don’t trust us, do you?”

“That’s because you’re always going around breaking nobles’ legs. I don’t cause those kinds of accidents.”

Isaac said “This girl” and roughly ruffled my hair, while Henri laughed and slapped Isaac’s hand down.

“I’ll try talking with Mina. Trust me. When have I ever done anything foolish?”

“Never. Our Little One doesn’t do things like that.”

“Right.”

At their response, I nodded with a satisfied expression.

“If that girl’s reaction is strange, I absolutely won’t provoke her.”

Isaac rested his chin on my head and murmured quietly, “Alright,” while I squeezed Henri’s hand tightly.

* * *

Empire, Central Tower.

As the Empire’s four dukes entered the conference room, the nobles who held voting rights in the Central Tower rose to their feet.

Dubbled, Amitie, Marche, and Grimoire.

As they took their seats at the round table, the bowing nobles followed suit.

With Valois House fallen and new noble houses establishing themselves in the Imperial Capital, Count Brieuc, who had become the focal point of the new nobility, opened his mouth.

“I have heard the news, Duke Dubbled. Let me ask directly without beating around the bush. What your Young Lady summoned to save the students of Odis. Is it truly a spirit? There are rumors that it was a demon recorded in ancient texts.”

The conference room stirred greatly.

Duke Marche and Duke Grimoire glanced at Theodore Dubbled.

Duke Dubbled opened his mouth.

“No.”

“Then what is it, the source of such tremendous power!”

“An angel.”

“…Pardon?”

As such a fairy-tale-like and benevolent word came from the mouth of the man called the Villain of the Century, a whoosh of wind swept through the conference room.

“What, what did you say?”

“Is it strange that my daughter, who is as cute as an angel, summoned an angel?”

Father was the strange one.

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