It was clear that her mother had found her location by hearing her retching sound.
[Dash]You were here!She felt her mother’s body slide through the moonlit bushes.
As their heads came down to where they were clinging to the floor, Lakrahan’s sword slipped out of its sheath.
“……!”
Bercheria felt the air grow cold for a moment.
She sensed it the moment their eyes met.
Her mother’s eyes, her mother’s pupils. They were definitely hers, but completely different.
There was no cold murderous intent in her eyes.
Eyes that seemed to obey someone’s command, as if they had to move.
Her mother was not the type of person to look at people with such eyes.
Parallel butterfly.
Someone else was imitating her mother using a detestable creature.
Bercheria yelled at Lakrahan.
“Lakrahan! That’s not my mother!”
As she screamed, the woman’s hand suddenly invaded the bushes.
At that moment when Lakrahan swung his sword to cut off that hand.
A giant snowball that had been piled up on a tree above fell down with a roar.
“Ugh!”
“……!”
Lakrahan instinctively twisted his direction and shielded Bercheria with his body.
The snow poured down over the two like a massive curtain, and the mother who was beside them was also completely flattened by the snow.
Since she had no protective bushes near her, she seemed to lose consciousness without even resisting once.
“Haah.”
Bercheria looked at her mother, who had frozen in the outstretched position.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes.”
“Ha. What a terrible day, isn’t it?”
Bercheria smiled weakly.
In front of the two, the hand of the woman they believed to be their mother was changing.
Into the thick and knobby hand of a man.
“It certainly seems to be the one with the parallel butterfly.”
Bercheria bit her trembling lips hard.
She wished it wasn’t true.
Especially not the parallel butterfly.
“Are you scared?”
At Lakrahan’s voice, Bercheria muttered, looking at the thick hand.
“I’m scared. I can’t even guess when, where, or in what form my mother will appear.”
“Let’s talk as we go.”
When Lakrahan exerted strength to stand up, Bercheria let out a moan.
“Why are you like this?”
When he turned his head, he saw her foot twisted in the opposite direction.
Lakrahan jumped away from her in surprise.
“What the hell happened? Why didn’t you say anything?”
Bercheria raised her head and looked down at her foot.
“I didn’t know. And even if I get hurt, it’ll heal quickly…….”
Lakrahan took off Bercheria’s shoe.
The new dress and shoes she had put on instead of the dirty clothes she wore when she left the tower were once again covered in dust.
That said, it didn’t bother Lakrahan at all.
“What are you doing!”
“Have you ever healed a broken bone before?”
Bercheria shook her head, biting her lips hard.
Just because the wound healed quickly didn’t mean there was no pain.
“Bear the pain a little. Even with great healing abilities, a broken bone won’t return to its place and heal itself.”
He lifted Bercheria’s foot up to his chest.
Kneeling on one knee, he placed her foot on the opposite thigh and looked at Bercheria.
“The one you sent won’t return, so you’ll have to appear yourself. Just think about getting away for now.”
“Yes.”
Even buried in the snow, Lakrahan’s hand, holding her foot, felt as if it was burning up.
Bercheria looked at him, lifting her head, as he examined her foot.
“It’s always like that.”
Lakrahan raised one eyebrow.
As if to say, continue speaking.
“Is your body temperature hot?”
He thought it was a trivial question, but Lakrahan’s expression changed strangely.
His face was like a child who had been asked a difficult question he could not answer.
‘Mother likes our warm Lakrahan. The Edkins men are all cold. Our plump and cute Lakrahan.’
He closed his eyes and suppressed the memories that surged up without warning.
Ever since coming to the North, he had tried desperately not to think about his family.
The more he thought about it, the more it would hurt him.
Now, suddenly, the time he spent struggling with what he heard from Bercheria felt pitiful.
This woman, despite having lived a life tens of times more painful, was facing it without running away.
I’m still just avoiding it, he thought.
What’s body temperature? What’s so great about that?
“Why is that?”
Looking back at Bercheria, who asked again, Lakrahan’s eyes fixed on her as if drawing her in.
“That question, it’s a story my mother used to tell.”
“The one with the pretty smiling face.”
Lakrahan’s hands stopped.
“What?”
“…I’ve seen you from the tower. You and your mother walking together.”
“Oh.”
“Your father and brother too.”
“…I didn’t know you were watching.”
“It was my only joy.”
Lakrahan raised his eyebrows and then let them fall with a long breath.
“I see. So that’s it.”
He held Bercheria’s slender ankle and met her eyes as he brushed against her.
“It will hurt. Don’t make a sound, endure it.”
“Yes.”
Lakrahan put her ankle back in place with one forceful motion.
Though he expected it, seeing her not utter a single moan, he still smiled as he helped her put her shoes back on.
“You always defy my expectations, you know.”
“It’s the same with you.”
Bercheria tried to stand, but she staggered because of the pain in her foot.
Lakrahan seemed to support her, grabbing her arm, then carried her on his back.
“What, what are you doing!”
“I’m carrying you.”
“I can walk on my own.”
With the newly rising sun casting an orange glow, it lingered over Lakrahan’s sharp nose as he turned his head toward the back.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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