“Truly incredible, ow! Master, where did you abduct this high-grade golden-haired loli from? ow?”
Sa day, noon.
At the bedroom doorway, the overly-excited black cat stared wide-eyed, curled in Vieya’s arms, staring in disbelief at the girl lying on the bed — a little loli with silky, beautiful golden long hair. Her fluffy tail swept restlessly against the sli-mom’s body.
“Mom... who is she?” Jasmine asked cautiously.
She felt that the girl sitting naked on the bed, wrapped in Vieya’s blanket, had a scent similar to her mother — sothing strangely familiar, though she couldn’t explain where the familiarity ca from.
“You...”
But Vieya didn’t answer her daughter.
She simply stared blankly at the golden-haired, golden-eyed girl occupying her bed, her gem-green eyes going dull.
Even though the girl before her currently had a loli-sized physique, Vieya could never mistake her.
This... was Flaviel.
But then another problem arose — why was she here?
And why was she acting like she didn’t even know Jasmine?
But no matter why this Flaviel had appeared here, Vieya would never leave her unattended.
Trying to steady her racing heart, Vieya forced herself to speak.
“You don’t recognize Jasmine... then do you still recognize ?”
“...You?”
The golden-eyed loli on the bed looked at the sli girl. Her beautiful eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Of course I recognize you... but why have you beco like this? Did soone hurt you? Tell , I’ll avenge you.”
“Mom... who is this woman who isn’t wearing clothes!”
Feeling completely left out, Jasmine was angry and wronged.
The golden little girl who had felt slightly familiar a mont ago suddenly beca intolerably hateful!
“Jasmine, I’ll answer your question later.”
Realizing the situation, Vieya took a deep breath. She stuffed the gossip-hungry black cat into Jasmine’s arms and said:
“Good girl, take the cat and go buy so dried fish. When you co back and we finish lunch, I’ll explain everything you want to know — after I figure it out myself.”
“Then... all right.” Jasmine took the cat, hesitating. “But Mom, you must keep your word.”
“Mm.”
Vieya patted her daughter’s head, walked her out, and closed the bedroom door with a sharp clap.
Outside, holding the black cat, Jasmine went silent. The cold wooden door blocked her view.
Her shoulders drooped; she lowered her small head and walked away with heavy steps.
“Cat-sister... do you know who that golden girl is? Mom treated her really special. Is she... Mom’s illegitimate daughter from outside...?”
“Illicit daughter— pfft! Mya-hahaha!”
The black cat roared with unrestrained laughter, then imdiately froze when Jasmine stared at her with gloomy eyes. She quickly shut up and corrected herself stiffly:
“Who she is, I don’t know, ow. But she’s definitely not your mom’s illicit daughter. I guarantee it.”
Seeing Jasmine still doubting her, the cat added another guarantee:
“Even if you don’t trust , don’t you trust your own mom? She said she’ll answer everything tonight — so just ask her then.”
“Uu... but if Mom really found a step-mom or a step-dad, what would I do?” Jasmine murmured, distracted.
She instinctively felt that golden-haired, golden-eyed, naked, shaless woman — several centiters taller than her — would threaten her place in Mom’s heart.
“If your mom really wants to find you a step-mom or step-dad... then I don’t know what to do either...” the black cat said dryly. “After all, we can’t stop your old mom from pursuing happiness!”
“Cat-sister, what nonsense are you talking about...” Jasmine muttered, annoyed.
“I don’t believe anyone in this world loves Mom more than I do. I don’t believe anyone in this world knows how to take care of Mom better than I do...”
“Little Demon King, you sound full of resentnt, ow.” The cat flicked her tail.
“Cat-sister, shut up... I’ll take you to buy dried fish. And when we get back, I’m going to ask Mom what’s going on.”
Jasmine suddenly regained her energy. She pumped her tiny fist.
“I don’t care who tries to be my step-mom — but that shaless stranger absolutely cannot!”
“Mya...?”
“Cat-sister, you agree with , right? Who strips completely naked on the first eting, crawls into soone else’s bed, and takes their blanket? Totally shaless!”
“...You’re right, ow.”
...
Inside the bedroom.
Vieya and the loli Demon King stared at each other in silence. If the sli girl smoked, she probably would’ve lit a cigarette by now.
After a long while, the golden-haired loli who had seized the bed that belonged only to Jasmine and her mom finally broke the suffocating atmosphere.
“You... how did you beco like this...? And weren’t we married? What happened? And who is that rude little girl calling you ‘Mom’? She barged in yelling, no manners at all!”
Flaviel’s golden eyes held a mixture of emotions. Her questions ca lightly and quickly, full of worry, full of distress —
“What is your identity now? And... have you been living well recently?”
“I’m fine.”
Vieya took two deep breaths — clear-headed, energized. She hadn’t felt this awake in a long ti.
To hide the moisture gathering in her eyes, she turned toward the window. Her pajamas hung on the stand there, and she reached to grab them to put on Flaviel.
The sky outside was bright blue with faint clouds, golden sunlight filtering through behind them.
“Where are you living now?” Flaviel asked softly behind her.
“Our ho.”
“Ho?” Flaviel’s shock was obvious.
“You divorced my future self, remarried, had a child, adopted a cat, and ca here to retire together?”
“I did not divorce you!”
Vieya gritted her teeth, wiped her eyes, left the window, and threw the pajamas at Flaviel.
“Put that on! Even your daughter thinks you’re indecent!”
“...That rude little girl is my daughter?” Flaviel looked stunned, hugging the pajamas.
“Then what about the future ? Did she die? How did she die?”
With those questions, the warm atmosphere in the room was cut cleanly in half.
Vieya’s eyelid twitched.
“Put on the clothes first. I’ll explain slowly.”
She paused, then added:
“Flaviel, you right now... what exactly are you?”
“...A special mory-body ford from overlapping ti and mory.”
Flaviel lifted the blanket, stood up, and quietly began putting on the pajamas. She continued explaining:
“You can understand it as — I am a fragnt of ti from ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) when I was eleven years old, appearing in the present. In simple terms, when you used my horn, the authority you released was too vast and complex. It resonated with a certain point in ti and space.”
Vieya blinked, staring at Flaviel’s pale body, shaking her head.
“I don’t understand.”
Flaviel patiently added:
“...Then just think of as a piece of myself that left the river of ti on purpose — because I wanted to respond to you.”
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