Parenting In Full Bloom! The Former Villainous Noble Son Who Found His Love NestChapter 38

Author: aji (あじ)
Translator: sleepingjay

After exiting the residence, I went up the hill which overlooked everything in the surroundings. CqzjuV

On the hilltop, flowers of various colours were in full bloom. Where the wind rustled and shook the abundantly flowering shrubs, there, an illusory green ripple surged.

I stood in the middle of the hilltop, under a tree with its large leaves spread wide, digging a hole. In the tiny hole, I buried a pendant with loose, worn plating.

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“…… This is yours, right?”

When that servant had approached me, she said as such while handing over this aged pendant. T5lYt3

It was the pendant I had given to Seira when we were young.

“I think that, maybe, she didn’t only hate you.”

I wonder.

Even though she even gave up her own flesh to kill me? No matter what, those were words that I couldn’t accept.

Yet, at the back of my mind, they were constantly floating up and bursting open — memory fragments of a time that would never return. Like bubbles, they simply popped away, their stay ephemeral.

Seira was a servant who had worked at my family’s residence.

In that country, as a rarely-seen half human and beastman, she managed to find work by taking advantage of the fact that people wouldn’t know the appearance of someone like her.

But that was a terribly dangerous tightrope to walk on. Since my parents especially hated beastmen, if her identity was leaked, she would lose her life. pS1zJU

In working there, she had to acknowledge that danger.

I noticed that she was a half-beastman and investigated her, troubled by what risks she might represent. But it didn’t take long for that to turn into a special sentiment.

Her red hair, her lovely and bell-like voice, her crystal clear green eyes. Everything about her was beautiful in my eyes. I was also impressed by her dedication to work to support her family.

Just being able to converse with her by chance would make my day. It was that kind of modest sentiment. vIT9BN

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Someday, I would definitely be compensated. Other than that belief, I had no other way.

Within those jewelries she took, there was one that she undoubtedly should never have laid her hands on.

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It was a brooch that had been passed down to each legal wife of the Vist Marquis Household generation after generation. Despite its relatively plain appearance, the jewel placed on that brooch was the Spirit Drop.

Were it to be leaked that Seira was the perpetrator, then her life would certainly be forfeit. She could be killed easily, without her even knowing. WtZ6af

However, if it was me, I could get away with just being wounded. At that time, I had already been punished by both my brother and sister before. So what did I have to be afraid of?

Without a word, I took on her crimes.

Even my family believed that she was the pitiful one, ordered to perpetrate the crime by me, the inadequate son. Due to my mother’s whims, she obtained sympathy.

My miscalculation was, the punishment I received then was done with the intent to truly kill me. It was completely incomparable from any previous punishment. qQubf

I had the crime of stealing Mother’s heirloom jewelry. It was very convenient to dispose of the unnecessary little brother.

At that moment.

Inside me, hatred was planted.

Throughout the torture that spanned several days, my heart’s equilibrium crumbled. Despite that, I lived on. I returned to that oppressive residence for the sake of confirming her safety. suY8zE

“It was Lilius-sama’s orders.”

“I don’t know such a disgusting person.”

“Don’t come near me anymore!”

I returned, but there was no place for me. From the beginning, what I looked forward to had never existed. 4KHSdJ

Someone who wished for my safety, who wished for me to live on, didn’t exist.

—Enough already.

Deep in my heart, something collapsed.

Everything stopped mattering and the world became distant. DH6jE0

Then several days later, with the claim that I was preparing to attend the Royal Academy, I left the residence.

It didn’t matter that I became unable to meet her. The news that Seira was going to be killed, that her family would be sold after not being able to pay the taxes, none of these were things I cared about.

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The fief, the servants, they were all fooled by brother’s deception. Under his beautiful words, they danced in his palms without even realising it.

They didn’t know of my suffering, struck by whips, hung in chains. Those people who didn’t care and then blamed me, why should I protect them? oMulhD

They sought me for help, and yet, as if it was a matter of course, they abandoned me and passed me by. They were hateful.

Everything could turn to dust, I didn’t care. Who were going to die, who were going to be killed, these were all things that had nothing to do with me.

As such, there were people who cursed that I was a demon.

In that case, I would be glad to show them. iaHuMx

Until when should I scrape my heart out, loving them? Until when do I have to be utilised, enduring suffering?

For how long did I have to accept from my brother the agony that made me want to die countless times?

I knew that to every person, their own matters were the most important. Hence, they abandoned me. So I, too, would be my own most cherished.

When I heard the news that she ran off with the residence’s money, it was not long after I left the family. SPjUor

In the end, both I and her placed our own happiness first. For the sake of that, we didn’t care about hurting others.

Hatred and resignation mixed and combined inside my heart, precipitating into dregs. That was pus that would never disappear no matter how long.

Looking back on it, it wasn’t a big deal, just a common story.

Someone like her and I, our conclusion was of course a helpless ending. 4hf0YM

Cursing, hating, envying — and then, not understanding anything of each other’s heart.

We were lost causes, not listening to what each other had to say.

My voice couldn’t reach her, and her suffering was also difficult for me to understand.

So why, why was she holding on to such a toy until now? Wc1EI9

“She had called it a talisman.”

After all that, even if I heard such words now, there was nothing I could do.

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When beastmen and half-beastmen lose their lives, they turn into light and vanish. Not even one strand of hair would be left.

Different from us humans, even their corpses would end up disappearing. vtkHeP

“……In your eyes, just what am I like?”

She had lamented as if she was the only monster.

But that was wrong.

In my roots, even now, my feelings of hatred towards people hadn’t disappeared. q6YAga

No matter how much one’s environment changed, one’s nature never changed. I was a monster forever chained up by them.

A monster resenting and envying others, loving only myself. This sin I fell into would never disappear.

Until now, the flames of hatred were bit by bit eating away at me.