My mother made eye contact with me as if she was deliberately trying to change Sylvieâs words.
âYes! Itâs Sylvie! Sylvie is a silver wolf. He said he would protect me!â
âDidnât I tell you not to believe everything at face value?â
My motherâs expression, which looked surprised when she saw the puppy, didnât look so good now.
âMom, whatâs the matter?â
âBebe, that dogâŠâ
âIâm talking too much so I guess you should stay away from me.â
As if there was nothing wrong, my motherâs face hardened in real time.
âMom?â
ââŠâ
My mother didnât say anything she would normally say. On the contrary, she only relaxed her stiff expression.
She took a deep breath and smiled slightly, as if she had made up her mind to do something.
âI thought Iâd say it someday, but I didnât think Iâd say it like this.â
âHuh? Mom⊠can you really use magic?â
âI didnât expect to be discovered like thisâŠâ
Her mother, who had mumbled her words, narrowed her eyes and looked at Sylvie.
âBecause of that puppy⊠I got caught.â
âSo what is itâŠ? Mom said you canât use magic.â
Had I known it, she wouldnât have died so easily.
My mother met her death so easily that it would be futile every time. We never fought back each time, and even the Emperor abused my motherâs weak body.
âThatâs why I said it was pointlessâŠâ
Surely it was, but now she has the power.
âBut it is not yet the time to speak about it, Bebe.â
âIf itâs not the time to talk⊠when will you talk about it?â
Knowing everything about my mother, I thought we had no secrets from each other, but I guess that wasnât my mom.
My motherâs eyes looked different from usual as she stroked my hair.
âHave you been hidingâŠ? Bebe thought she knew everything about her mother⊠did sheâŠ?â
âIt is not yet the time. When that time comes⊠Iâll tell you everything, baby.â
The sense of loss I felt when I realized that the person I thought I knew everything about was indescribable.
âIf I had known thatâŠâ
Had I known, there would have been no need to let my mother go so vainly. I wouldnât have missed my mother and cried every day over the fact that I missed her.
After my mother passed away, the time when I was left alone was lonely, lonely, and terrible.
How sick was she when she died?
ââŠDid she really not need it? Was everything all for nothing?â
What did I do? Somehow, something came up in my heart.
âBebe? Do you understand Mom?â
ââŠYes.â
But I couldnât say anything to my mother.
âBut I hate it⊠I donât want my mom to leave. Iâm sure my mom will hate me if I ask her.â
I always wanted to be a good daughter in front of my mother. A pretty and cute daughter. Thatâs why I only want my mom to not leave me.
My mom always liked me the most when I was like a child.
âAre you offended, by any chance?â
âNo! But canât you just tell me?â
âThenâŠâ
Her motherâs eyes looked somewhat sad, but I smiled brighter than ever.
âNow letâs eat. Oh, Iâm hungry.â
âYouâre going to move on like this?â
But Sylvie clung to my clothes as if he couldnât understand the situation.
âYeah! So Sylvie, come here. Donât bully Mom.â
And then I hugged him.
âUnderstand? Even if you tease me, you canât tease my mom.â
ââŠThatâs why I hate humans.â
In an instant, Sylvieâs fluffy paw touched my cheek.
âBecause you canât be honest.â
âOh, no! I am honest.â
I didnât want to show my feelings because I always wanted to be a good daughter in front of my mother.
So I took Sylvie in my arms and turned my body around.
âIâm going to ask Mom to go out and get some food!â
âOkay. Go ahead.â
I could feel my motherâs voice drooping a bit more than before.
When I approached the door, I put my head on Sylvieâs forehead and quietly complained.
âYou have to keep everything a secret from Mom.â
âWhy? Why do humans hide so much?â
âItâs a good lie. People tell good lies for others. So itâs just like that right now.â
âI still donât understand.â
âBut please understand, Sylvie. I want to be happy.â
I said with all my heart.
It was me who felt betrayed by my mother more than anyone.
I didnât know what kind of magic she was using, but if I had known that my mother could use magic, I wouldnât have come this far.
There was no need to endure the pain.
But nonetheless, I liked my mother.
âI⊠I really, really, really love my mom.â
ââŠI get it. I donât understand, but my subordinate, if you are, then so be it.â
âYes! Sylvie is nice!â
ââŠIâm not nice. If you donât like it even at allâŠâ