《It’s The First Time For Both Of Us》It's The First Time For Both Of Us
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Chapter 2
〈On that Moment, Please Forget About Me〉 had garnered all sorts of resentment, from the comment that says, “What’s wrong with the ending when it’s a romance?”
Reading that book was the biggest mistake of my life. I have nothing to say even if I smashed my foot with a hammer while reading the book, even though I know it’s a sad ending out of curiosity, like a pervert.
But yes, it’s not anyone else, I became the daughter of the hero who’s facing a tragic death!
As an orphan in my previous life, I was a teacher at a daycare center who took pride in my work and took care of the children.
It was the day when I left the office later than usual after sending the children to the House of Representatives.
My hobby when living alone without a family was to read novels or draw pictures.
However, it happened to be raining on that day, contrary to the forecast.
I didn’t bring my umbrella, but there was no one who would pick me up.
I ran with my bag over my head and I couldn’t see anything properly. Then, I had a car accident just like that.
There was blood all over my body and there was a book that fell out of my bag.
I think I saw someone’s black shoes for the last time, but my memory has been cut off since then.
And then I was born again and regained my memories of my past life.
I was so happy that I had a mother who cared for me warmly.
I had to face a terrible reality right now.
The Perje Empire, which was the background of the original story and where I was born, is a country that ostracizes all forces except for divine power. In other words, those who use any other ability power, that is not divine power, in the Perje Empire, are more oppressed than criminals.
A gift from God. The power of Labrique.
A sacred light that treats people and drives humble humans to heaven.
That was what they called divine power.
On the contrary, the most sensitive force they reject is the power and mana used by witches.Witches’ abilities vary according to individuals.
Some people had vision, and others dealt with hallucinations.
Some summoned heavenly beasts and some witches handled the four elements.
The temple, which succeeded in exterminating the pagans, launched a massive witch hunt.
Witches needed to take measures to preserve their power.
It was already a precious power that continued through the maternal lineage, without skipping a generation.
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The ancient witches finally came up with a way.
They first prevented their natural descendants from awakening as witches.
A magic to awaken the power of a witch was planted in an “object” so that only the descendants of a grown witch could feel attracted to the object.
They judged that a witch who awakened as an adult would survive by hiding her power.
Yurie, the heroine of 〈On that Moment, Please Forget About Me〉 also satisfied all the conditions for awakening.
The heroine, who got her hands on an old magic book hidden in a quiet library, was awakened by the magic spell on the book.
The problem was that the daughter in her stomach also came into contact with the book and awakened the power of the witch.
The two great powers slowly ate away at Yuri.
It was an unfortunate coincidence.
Yuri’s daughter was also born with the power of a witch.
And the fact that I woke up even before I was born.
In the end, Yuri chose to use her mana to erase her traces and run away to protect her daughter, Karen, from the temple.
According to the original, my mother gave birth to me to avoid the eyes of the temple, and eventually closed her eyes when I turned five years old.
I was killed very cruelly by the temple, and my father, who belatedly found me, died tragically while walking on the path of blood to revenge.
I really didn’t want to die. And I didn’t want my mom to die who ran away to save me.
That’s why I decided to twist the original as much as I could.
But my mom was still lost and she closed her eyes. I couldn’t cry freely because I was like a monster who had killed my mom.
‘Wouldn’t the temple come to kill me right away?’
Will I be torn apart? What happens to Dalia now?
I couldn’t get the hang of it.
And what made me even more confused was that my long-awaited father had come.
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He was a man with cold, dead eyes and had disheveled hair.
Callen Lloyd Descartes.
My biological father and my mother’s fiancé, the male lead in 〈On that Moment, Please Forget About Me〉.
The one who my mom missed until she closed her eyes.
I could tell at once because he was just the way she always told me about.
“…”
He is also my father, but at the same time, he is my first guest to be welcomed.
“…”
The first time I saw father I was holding Dalia’s hand. It was stranger than I thought.
As my mother said, he had silver thread-like hair and pretty eyes mixed with white and purple, but his eyes were so empty that one didn’t even know where he was looking.
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“My mom said she fell for it because it sparkled like a jewel.”
As my mother said, the man was a piece of beauty, but he looked like a cold man somewhere deep down.
Maybe more than my mother who was dead. Dad walked like that and sat down in front of the coffin where Mom was lying.
As he got closer, there was a deep scent of blood. I wrinkled my nose without realizing it.
“Yurie.”
His voice was so low that I couldn’t hear it properly.
Dalia took a step back with me as if she was stepping out of the way.
“Why…”
The man asked my mother, who was lying motionless with her eyes closed and hands together.
‘Fool, my mom can’t talk anymore. You should have come a little earlier.’
But I kept my position still.
It was the same when I was hungry and ate bread, and when I slept because I was sleepy.
It was when I thought, “She might die.” Suddenly, I remembered what my mom said.
‘Mariette, later, very later.’‘Yes! Tell me, Mom.’‘When you meet your dad, my Mariette has to take good care of him.’‘Why? I’m a kid and my dad’s an adult.’‘He’s very strong and cool, but he’s a fool. That’s why our smart Mariette has to take care of him.’‘He’s a strong, nice, stupid dad?’’Yeah, that’s right. So Mariette, can you promise your mom?’‘Okay, I got it.’
As I recalled my promise with my mom, I approached my dad and tapped him in the back.My mom was soft, but my dad’s back was like a hard rock.
“…”
The face of the man who looked back was even stranger than when I first saw him.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he had a strange look on his face, neither crying nor frowning.
He looked like a person who had cried even though I couldn’t see his tears.
‘But you’re lucky that I’m here now.’
If it had been a little later, he wouldn’t have even seen her eyes closed.
As my mom said, I thought my dad might be a real fool.
“My mom doesn’t like to cry.”“…”
My dad looked at me.
“You…”
Then he opened his mouth as if he was trying to say something.
But I didn’t want to be there anymore as soon as my eyes met with the man. I turned around and ran like a child.
‘You’re not gonna cry anymore, are you?’
So our own simple funeral passed by.
In the meantime, my eyes met with my dad a few more times and I saw him trying to talk to me, but we never spoke.
Because I ran away to Dalia every time.
I would run away and look back, and my dad would be staring at me.
Once, as we were looking at each other from a long distance, Dalia sat with her knees bent next to me and pulled my hand lightly.
“Lady Mariette.”“Yes.”“You know he’s your father, right?”
I nodded slowly.
“Yes, I know. Mom said Dad had silver hair and purplish eyes.”“That’s right, so don’t be so unfamiliar with him. I’ll always be with you…”
Dahlia blurted out her words, but I knew what she was going to say.
It was clear that she was asking if I would go with my father.
It’s not that I didn’t worry, but I have to follow my dad if he allowed me to.
I have to keep my promise with my mom, and I have to stop my dad’s tragic end.
‘Cause I’m responsible for my mother’s death and my father’s tragic end.’
If even my hard-to-find father couldn’t keep his life, there would be no reason for me to be born.
I opened my mouth first instead of Dalia, who was having a hard time talking.
“I’m going with my dad now, right?”
It’s been a day since my mom has passed.
It was really time to let my mom go.
Dahlia said that now that my father is here, I have to discuss how to send off my mother.
“Don’t ever let the temple get mom’s body, okay?”
I told Dalia again and again that I would soon talk to my dad.
I’ll tell my dad, but there are some stubborn adults who don’t listen to their children.
“Don’t worry. She said she wanted to rest in a quiet place for herself. I’ll make sure to tell her that.”“Yeah. My mom hates temples so much that I can’t just-. Just to be sure…”
Before I knew it, my mother’s things were all sorted out, and I stood facing my father holding Dalia’s hand.
“….”“Her name is Miss Mariette. Come on, miss. Say hello to your father.”
According to my mother’s will, Dalia introduced me to my father.
Dad looked down at me with his cold and empty eyes.
When I looked at my father, who I met for the first time, including in my previous life, I took a step forward and slowly opened my mouth.
“…H-hi Papa.”
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