Chapter 40 – Love and Family
<span style="font-weight:400">— Eris Boreas Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">“Leon? Are you-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m fine, Eri,” he said, turning back to me with a smile. “Just… wondering what our ns should be.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I frowned at his words.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wasn’t amazing at the emotional things, or how people were feeling.
<span style="font-weight:400">Things like emotions… they wereplicated and stupid, and I couldn’t ovee those problems by cutting them down with a sword, which made them even stupider.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I could tell… Leon wasn’t fine.
<span style="font-weight:400">When he put Aisha and Norn to bed, the usual carefree smile filled with love, while still there, was tense and forced.
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes seemed to always be staring ahead, looking at nothing, and he released a sigh every few moments as he sat still on the bed.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was very… unlike him.
<span style="font-weight:400">I hated it.
<span style="font-weight:400">I hated seeing him like this, all sad and despondent.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was meant to be happier, especially after meeting his family for the first time, but instead, he was reduced to being quiet and withdrawn like now.
<span style="font-weight:400">And it’s all because of that damn bastard!
<span style="font-weight:400">I always thought that Paul was an annoying piece of shit, pushing his responsibility onto Leon and taking him away from me, but to think he’d say such terrible things after being apart for two years!
<span style="font-weight:400">And after all the things Leon did… what Leon sacrificed… It was bullshit!
<span style="font-weight:400">As soon as Leon gets better, I was going to cut that bastard down!
<span style="font-weight:400">But… there was something more important to do first. Leon needed to get better.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ruijerd had stopped by, and noticing Leon’s state, told me that helping him get back to his usual self was a ‘woman’s job’.
<em><span style="font-weight:400">My</em><span style="font-weight:400"> job.
<span style="font-weight:400">So… how would I do that?
<span style="font-weight:400">Suddenly, memories from the past came into my head. More specifically, the words of my mother.
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Eris,’ she had said. ‘Men are simple creatures. You praise them, and they be happy. You undress, and they be happy. You take them to bed, and they be happy… but most of all, especially with men shouldering so much stress like your father, what’s important is that you give themfort. Tell them you will support them when they need it. And for clever men like your father and Leon… those words mean much more when they are truthful.’
<span style="font-weight:400">…I wanted to help him.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wanted to be by Leon’s side, with all of my heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">And Mother said Leon was clever, so… Please notice my sincerity!
<span style="font-weight:400">“L-Leon,” I said, tucking my hair behind my ear as I sat down next to him.
<span style="font-weight:400">J-Jeez! This was so embarrassing!
<span style="font-weight:400">It made that annoying feeling bubble up to the surface of my mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… this wasn’t about me. This was about making Leon feel better and showing him my true feelings.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-I… know that meeting wasn’t what you wanted it to be like,” I said, cing my hand on his cheek and turning him to face me, but my words trailed off as I stared at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">Wow… I never really noticed before, but Leon’s eyes were really… nice.
<span style="font-weight:400">They were alwaysforting, but seeing the shimmering brown, as well as the slight purple tint his magic eye had, it was the first time I noticed that they were… pretty.
<span style="font-weight:400">But! More importantly!
<span style="font-weight:400">“B-But… I… I-I’ll always be here for you…”
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes widened slightly as I stared into him.
<span style="font-weight:400">But aside from that… that annoying feeling… it was pulling me closer.
<span style="font-weight:400">Closer to him. Closer to his face. Closer to his lips…
<span style="font-weight:400">W-Well… Leon did say he loved me, right? S-So this… This is only natural!
<span style="font-weight:400">And so, leaning forward, I pressed my lips against his.
<span style="font-weight:400">…Soft.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was the first thing I could notice as a tingly sensation shot down my spine.
<span style="font-weight:400">Opening my eyes, I saw that Leon’s eyes were also open in surprise before he gently closed them and ced his hand on the back of my head, pulling me closer to him.
<span style="font-weight:400">W-Why did that feel so good?
<span style="font-weight:400">Wait… what else did Mother say that night about men?
<span style="font-weight:400">‘Now, as for how to make a man yours, you have to undress. Slowly, to show off all your curves. Let his eyes wander before-’
<span style="font-weight:400">Nope!
<span style="font-weight:400">Like hell I could do that!
<span style="font-weight:400">We exchanged a few more kisses before Leon separated from me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Opening my eyes, I looked into his, noticing a certain gentleness that I had never seen before as he stared at me.
<span style="font-weight:400">It felt… good.
<span style="font-weight:400">This all felt good.
<span style="font-weight:400">I… I wanted more.
<span style="font-weight:400">So, closing my eyes, I felt his hand move from the back of my head to my cheek as he leaned forward, once again capturing my lips.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lost in the sensations, I couldn’t help but think about my life before the teleportation incident.
<span style="font-weight:400">I… had always wondered.
<span style="font-weight:400">Did my parents love me?
<span style="font-weight:400">I know they sometimes did, but it was hard to believe that they truly loved me.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, despite me being there, Mother was still always sad about my brothers leaving, and Father, while showing shes of affection, was more often than not disappointed in me for being a failure of a nobledy.
<span style="font-weight:400">So… did they love me?
<span style="font-weight:400">Did they still love me?
<span style="font-weight:400">Did they… ever love me?
<span style="font-weight:400">Well… either way, it didn’t matter.
<span style="font-weight:400">Because… I feel incredibly loved right now.
<span style="font-weight:400">And I didn’t need anything else.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">Well, shit.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ipletely gave in.
<span style="font-weight:400">So much for waiting for rtionship stuff until everyone was together again.
<span style="font-weight:400">But then again… can anyone me me?
<span style="font-weight:400">I was feeling pretty shitty after my argument with Paul, and then she came over, acting so cute and saying such sweet things…
<span style="font-weight:400">The battle was lost before it even started.
<span style="font-weight:400">And now, after exchanging kisses until my lips became numb for who knows how long, I found myself resting on Eris’p, my head turned to her stomach as she brushed her hand gently through my hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Where’d you get this idea, Eri?” I asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“T-This is what you do for Norn when she has a nightmare, right? So…” Eris answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is that so?” I said with a smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">How cute.
<span style="font-weight:400">…Maybe our rtionship changing isn’t the worst thing in the world.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-Yeah, now stop talking! It tickles!” she said, her hand lightly gripping my ear. “Actually, stop breathing too!”
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt some déjà vu at those words.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s awfully harsh, Eri,” I murmured with a smirk as I enjoyed the pleasant softness of herp. “You know… a normal boy my age would do something lewd in a position like this.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her hand halted its progress through my hair.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…You can do whatever you want with me, Leon.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“…I see,” I nodded, closing my eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Right… I guess Eris has awakened her more… sensual side.
<span style="font-weight:400">I would have to be careful.
<span style="font-weight:400">And more importantly…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eri… I love you,” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt her legs flinch, and turning my head to look up at her face, I could see her cheeks were now glowing red.
<span style="font-weight:400">“But… I love two others too. Roxy and Sylphy. At least… I’m pretty sure I do,” I said. “So… I can’t promise to be only yours.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t want to say these things, especially after what she had done for me, but… I needed her to know now so that she wasn’t hurt even moreter on.
<span style="font-weight:400">Perhaps it was hypocritical of me when I disparaged Paul forying a hand on Lilia, but considering I was ensuring she knew before we got far enough to have a child… I didn’t think it was that bad.
<span style="font-weight:400">Something told me Mama would still be disappointed, though.
<span style="font-weight:400">Sorry, Mama. You can berate me after Ie to save you.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris frowned down at me, her hand trailing to my ear to pull on it again.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ouch. That hurts a bit, Eri.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I already knew that,” she said, clicking her tongue. “And stop talking about other women while you’re on myp. It’s annoying.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right… that was a bit rude… sorry,” I said. “Can I do something in exchange?”
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked down at me for a moment before looking away. “…Praise me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hmm…
<span style="font-weight:400">My lips unconsciously curled up at her demure adorableness as I pondered how to answer her.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...First, you’re strong,” I said. “Strong in swordsmanship, of course, but I’m talking about your strength of will and constant drive to improve. It’s… admirable, and something I respect.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Appealing to her core trait seemed to be a good starting point as her lips curled upward.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re also caring. Some might not see past your brashness, but I can,” I said. “You work hard to get stronger, not only for yourself, but also for those you care about. I also love your shyness. It’s endearing, and makes me feel good when I’m one of the few people who can see that side of you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Her cheeks gained even more colour as I continued.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And of course, you’re very pretty. Beautiful, cute, charming… all the words I could use wouldn’t be enough,” I said with a smile. “So yeah… that’s my sincere praise. Do you want anything else?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Eris turned away from me, hiding her face from me with her shirt.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…L-Love me more…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Raising my hand to her cheek, I brushed my thumb gently across her face.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry Eri… but that’s impossible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She widened her eyes before suddenly grabbing the bottom of her shirt and using it to cover my face.
<span style="font-weight:400">“S-Shut up! …Dummy.”
<span style="font-weight:400">While she said that, looking up through her shirt, I could see her lips were spread wide in arge, wobbly smile.
<span style="font-weight:400">Meeting her eyes, she tried to form a pout, though it was unsessful.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…You’re annoying me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the love in her eyes as she stared down at me, I couldn’t help but smile softly as I felt the burdens of everything lift from my metaphorical shoulders, allowing me to close my eyes and let the fatigue of a long day take me.
<span style="font-weight:400">Hopefully… tomorrow will be a better day.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">Finishing thest of my morning stretches, I was interrupted by my two sisters making their awakened state known, both sitting up in their shared bed as they stared at me with slight pouts.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Good morning, you two,” I said. “Did you sleep okay?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn’s pout deepened. “…You weren’t with us, Brother.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, is this what this is about?” I sighed, shaking my head.
<span style="font-weight:400">Last night was the first time I had slept away from the two in… well, nearly two years.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had been doing so ever since Ruijerd joined us, save for when we got separated after arriving at the Millis Continent and some quests during our journey across the Demon Continent.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I didn’t rent a ce with two beds for no reason.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, now that we had met Paul, I would be leaving soon, so they needed to learn to be away from me, and this was only the first step.
<span style="font-weight:400">Though… I doubted they would want to be with Paul right now if yesterday was any indication.
<span style="font-weight:400">That would be a separate issue.
<span style="font-weight:400">Plus, aside from the logical reasons, it was awfully cute seeing the two snuggle up to each other.
<span style="font-weight:400">Such a lucky brother, I am.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s not it, but…” Aisha said, looking at me with a slight smile. “You seem better, Big Brother.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, some stuff happened,” I shrugged, looking over to the sleeping form of Eris, her hair sprawled over the pillow as she curled herself into a ball.
<span style="font-weight:400">I… should get her something to thank her, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">She was talking about needing new boots, so that might be good.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I see,” Aisha nodded before her smile suddenly turned strained, a hesitant look on her face.
<span style="font-weight:400">Turning to look at each other, both Norn and Aisha nodded in tandem before looking back at me, faces stern with determination.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Brother… yesterday, what did Father mean?” Norn asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">I raised my eyebrow in confusion.
<span style="font-weight:400">“When he said you ‘don’t see Zenith as your mother’… what did that mean?” Aisha asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Ahh… so we were finally having this conversation, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">My shoulders drooped.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was awfully silly of me, but… I had kept the fact that I was adopted from them all this time.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, while the two relied on me, I relied on their innocence and love just as much.
<span style="font-weight:400">So if they had suddenly stopped looking at me as their brother… I wouldn’t be able to handle it.
<span style="font-weight:400">But I couldn’t hide it forever, huh? I should be lucky itsted until the end of this journey.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well… you see, you two… I’m not exactly your brother. At least not by blood,” I said, taking a deep breath to calm my emotions.
<span style="font-weight:400">I then went on to exin how I had been picked up as a kid, and that I wasn’t Mama’s child, nor Paul’s… at least from what we knew.
<span style="font-weight:400">“So yes… I was adopted,” I said, finishing my story. “But believe me, you two, I love you more than anything. I was the first ones to hold you, and… the happiness I felt at those moments… it was immeasurable. You two… you mean more to me than I can describe, so make no mistake, I… definitely see you as my cute little sisters… as my family.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Kneeling in front of them and holding their hands, I stared at their legs, unable to look up at their faces.
<span style="font-weight:400">What would they look like?
<span style="font-weight:400">Would they feel betrayed?
<span style="font-weight:400">Lied to?
<span style="font-weight:400">Would they… reject me?
<span style="font-weight:400">Heh… at least them going to Paul would be easier that way-
<span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t care!” Aisha suddenly said, using her other hand to lift my face to meet hers. “You’re my Big Brother, and nothing’s going to change that! And if there’s a difference in family, I’d much rather be yours than that man’s!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Feeling my heart race in happiness, I looked over to Norn, who was wearing a simr expression of determination as her sister.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’ve… done everything for me, for as long as I can remember,” Norn said. “Holding me when I’m sad… keeping me safe from monsters… teaching me about the world… If that isn’t a brother, then I don’t want one!”
<span style="font-weight:400">The relief I felt was indescribable, and before I knew it, I had wrapped my arms around the two of them, pulling them into a tight hug.
<span style="font-weight:400">“…Thank you, you two…” I whispered, using water magic to gather the tears that had gathered in my eyes and fling them away.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was no need for crying, was there?
<span style="font-weight:400">No, there was not. Even if they were happy tears.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now!” I returned to kneeling on the floor, looking at Aisha with a smile. “While I appreciate that a lot, Aisha, you shouldn’t say you don’t want to be your father’s family. And don’t call him ‘that man’.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked at me with a mix of confusion and anger.
<span style="font-weight:400">“B-But Big Brother! He said such mean things-”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I know,” I interrupted him. “I’m not asking you to forgive him, either of you two, but I can’t have you disowning him as your father.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the defiance in both of their eyes, I could only sigh.
<span style="font-weight:400">Is this the curse of being too doting? Did I make them overprotective?
<span style="font-weight:400">Ah, well, it feels nice, so I won’t call it a mistake. I just needed to fix up this messy family dynamic.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Look, you two,” I said seriously. “Paul- Our father… he’s been trying his best. He made a whole group and led them to search for people who got lost in the teleportation, and most importantly, to search for <em><span style="font-weight:400">you</em><span style="font-weight:400">.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Tapping their chests to emphasize my point, I continued, “Unlike us, he was all alone. Constantly scared and worried about you two, as well as your mothers.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Letting my words sink in, I was d to see a sh of understanding cross their eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">But a momentter, the anger returned to Aisha’s gaze as she clenched her tiny fist.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then why!? If he was so worried, why was he so mean to you when you fixed everything!?” she asked. “Why… when he knew you were safe… did he just yell at you…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s just our stupid father, Aisha,” I said, taking her into a hug and pulling Norn in as well. “He gets jealous easily when he’s shown up, and he can’t stand being the one needing to be saved.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“…He sounds stupid,” Norn mumbled into my shoulder.
<span style="font-weight:400">“And he is,” I nodded with a smile, looking up to the ceiling. “…But he’s our stupid father, you know. No matter what, we’re still family, so if you can’t forgive him yet, that’s fine, but don’t cast him away just for that. After all, I’ve already forgiven him… somewhat.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Aisha looked up at me, her green eyes shimmering in confusion. “‘Somewhat’?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, he still needs to apologize, and I think I deserve to give him a few smacks,” I said. “But… remember what I always say? About what’s most important?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Getting better at fighting!” Aisha said proudly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not that, you cheeky brat,” I said, yfully pinching her side, causing her to giggle. “<em><span style="font-weight:400">Why</em><span style="font-weight:400"> do I constantly try to get stronger?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn answered this time, her fist clenching my shirt. “To protect us… and our family…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Because~?” I said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Because family is most important,” Aisha sighed,ing down from her bout ofughter.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s my girls,” I said, smiling as I patted their heads. “Now, I think I’ve neglected your hair for long enough. Do you both want it long still?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Getting two nods, I then went over to my bag to get a pair of scissors before getting to work.
<span style="font-weight:400">Such is the life of a responsible older brother.
<span style="font-weight:400">— Paul Greyrat —
<span style="font-weight:400">To put it bluntly, right now I felt like shit.
<span style="font-weight:400">A giant, steaming pile of shit.
<span style="font-weight:400">And looking at my reflection in the mirror, I looked like shit too.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haa… you just had to fuck it up, didn’t you, Paul,” I sighed, looking out the window to the lit-up town. “...Zenith and Lilia would be pretty disappointed, wouldn’t they.”
<span style="font-weight:400">No, they would be more than simply ‘disappointed’. They would probably beat the shit out of me, if not just leave me outright on the spot.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, they nearly did so for less, back then in Buena Vige when I hit Leon for no reason and questioned his love for Zenith as a mother… which would be the first of two times now.
<span style="font-weight:400">God dammit, that’s… just like Dad, ain’t it?
<span style="font-weight:400">Despite despising him with all my heart when I left… well, like father like son, I guess.
<span style="font-weight:400">But no… while thest time I got angry with Leon was bad, this time was much worse.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, he had told me himself how hard he had it. And yet I… and even in front of Norn and Aisha…
<span style="font-weight:400">After two whole years…
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help but think back to that horrible day of the famed ‘Discement Incident’.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was a normal day of clearing out monsters in the forest, before suddenly, a bright light crested the horizon, quickly engulfing me, and a momentter, I found myself in some barren in, far away from home.
<span style="font-weight:400">Luckily, I remembered the ce, as it was my old stomping ground back when I had just left my noble house.
<span style="font-weight:400">Back before my bratty younger selfid im to Lilia’s first time.
<span style="font-weight:400">The south of the Asura Kingdom.
<span style="font-weight:400">I was confused, of course, but fine.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, I always kept my sword, adventurer''s card, and a gold coin on me, so I was able to make do.
<span style="font-weight:400">What I wasn’t prepared for, however, was learning that my entire family had been teleported as well, and no one knew where anyone was.
<span style="font-weight:400">I immediately gathered anyone I could and set forth to the surroundings, quickly clearing out some bandit camps I had heard about in rumours and rescuing as many Fittoans as I could.
<span style="font-weight:400">But despite that, none of them were my family.
<span style="font-weight:400">Then, there was all that shit with Sauros and Philip, with both of them fighting their own battles and unable to provide much help before I decided to head to Millishion to create a centralized location for our little ragtag group and also to hopefully make use of Zenith’s old family.
<span style="font-weight:400">They hated my guts, which I had expected, but they had enough empathy to give me some support… though I had a feeling that empathy only went to finding Zenith, Rudy, and Norn.
<span style="font-weight:400">They wouldn’t care about a mistress and an adopted child.
<span style="font-weight:400">And that was a year ago.
<span style="font-weight:400">It was hell at first, and I was incredibly worried about not covering enough ground, especially to the north of the Asura Kingdom.
<span style="font-weight:400">But then, I ran into my son.
<span style="font-weight:400">Apparently, the brat had been caught in the Great Forest, and after getting his bearings, he decided to escort a couple of beastfolk princesses to the Ranoa University of Magic all the way up north in Sharia… or at least most of the way there.
<span style="font-weight:400">That part wasn’t really important, but through my meeting with him, I got two invaluable gifts.
<span style="font-weight:400">First, he said he would start searching for everyone in the north, covering what I couldn’t.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was strong and capable, so I knew I could trust him.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, if a Saint-tier water mage who could cast magic without a chant and had a seemingly infinite amount of mana couldn’t do anything, then Millis knows my sorry ass wouldn’t change a thing.
<span style="font-weight:400">But, more importantly, he told me exactly how they were teleported.
<span style="font-weight:400">Whether it was a stroke of luck or his usual genius, Leon had trapped everyone on that hill that day in groups held tight together, covered by earth magic, including him and his two little sisters.
<span style="font-weight:400">And I, having known about teleportation traps from my adventuring days, instantly knew what that meant.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was with them.
<span style="font-weight:400">Norn and Aisha, the two I had been tearing my hair out over, were safe.
<span style="font-weight:400">There was no question in my mind.
<span style="font-weight:400">Leon was a force of nature, one who would very likely be one of the Seven Great Powers someday, and despite that, the only thing he cared more about than strength were his two little sisters.
<span style="font-weight:400">So they were safe. That, I was sure of.
<span style="font-weight:400">But to think they would be sent to the harshestnd of all… the Demon Continent… and after waiting so long, feeling that faint hope fade with every passing day as I pounded booze down my gullet… I lost to my childish emotions.
<span style="font-weight:400">“God, I really am a piece of shit…” I mumbled to the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yep! You sure were back there, Captain.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Hearing a familiar voice, I turned to see my two most trustedpanions.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Vierra… Shierra…” I said. “…Sorry you had to see me like that… and had to hear what Leon said…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-It’s fine, Captain…” Shierra waved away my apology.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. I mean, dressing like this, what he said is one of the gentler things I’ve heard,” Vierra said.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… but still…”
<span style="font-weight:400">The two sisters had been one of the first ones I had saved after forming our group before promptly joining it. Both were working as adventurers in the Fittoa region before the Discement Incident, causing them to get caught by some… unscrupulous folk.
<span style="font-weight:400">After being used as a bandit’s sex toy, Shierra had developed an intense fear of men, so I was worried about how should react to Leon’s words, but it seemed like she was fine.
<span style="font-weight:400">And Vierra… yeah, I can see why Leon thought I was being unfaithful.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, her usual outfit consisted of bikini armour that covered only the essentials, leaving nothing to the imagination.
<span style="font-weight:400">While I had been too focused on Zenith and Lilia to have my eyes wander, her looks, bountiful chest, andck of clothing led to many gazes being sent her way, which is exactly what she wanted.
<span style="font-weight:400">After all, with so many girls having simr horror stories to her sister and herself, it was better for her to take away all the attention from any lust-driven men.
<span style="font-weight:400">She was really strong, like that.
<span style="font-weight:400">Much stronger than me, who cursed out my son for some twisted feeling of jealousy and inferiority.
<span style="font-weight:400">And whenever I was out ofmission due to the bottle, she was always the one that brought the group together.
<span style="font-weight:400">Haa… And I’ve been leaving everything up to hertely… truly, what a piece of shit I am.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Here, Captain,” Vierra said, handing me a drink.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No, I… I shouldn’t. Not right now,” I refused, pushing it away.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s water, Captain…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Oh. Then, thanks,” I said, taking the mug.
<span style="font-weight:400">I downed the drink, washing away the faint taste of booze that still lingered in my mouth as the two sisters sat down on the nearby chairs.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Captain… You’ve been fighting to find your family all this time,” Vierra said. “You’re not going to end it here, are you? You should go back and talk with them.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Heh,” I chuckled, leaning my head against the wall. “Yeah, I don’t think Leon wants to talk with me right now. Aisha and Norn either.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Remembering the fierce anger Norn showed as she stood between me and her brother, as well as the silent fury Aisha showed as she stood with an icence at the ready, a slight shiver went down my spine.
<span style="font-weight:400">Yeah… they loved Leon before they ended up being protected by him for two straight years through thick and thin. So for me to insult him like such an ass… I really screwed things up, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">And then there was the way Norn held her sword, strong and firm in a Sword God Style stance, as well as the magic Aisha had cast… Leon probably taught them that too, huh?
<span style="font-weight:400">And they’ve grown… all three of them… I missed all of that, and as soon as I got the chance to see them again, I pissed it away with my stubborn jealousy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Dammit,” I cursed, quickly raising my arms to wipe my eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That may be so…” Vierra continued. “But they’re your family, right? So you don’t have a choice. You have to meet them again, even if you have to beg to do so.”
<span style="font-weight:400">She entuated her point by pulling her sister close, letting the shorter girl rest her head on her shoulder just as I’ve seen them do so many times.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...Unless you want to end things like this, that is…” she mumbled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No! I don’t want that, dammit!” I shouted, mming my fist onto the bed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Vierra simply smiled back at me as she stroked Sierra’s head. “Then go talk to them, Captain. You said you were angry that your son didn’t run to your wives, right? But from what I heard, he was protecting your daughters. And doing a pretty good job, at that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I felt my eye twitch.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Look, I know I’m a piece of shit, but he still could’ve gone. He’s an Advanced tier magician in everything but barrier magic and a damn Saint in the Water God and Sword God styles,” I said. “Paired with that Ruijerd guy he mentioned… and even Eris is at my level now… they definitely could’ve dealt with it. Even with Norn and Aisha.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe,” Vierra shrugged. “But… is that all you want? Your kids to just survive? That Leon seemed pretty proud about them having fun.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“He did, didn’t he,” I spat, feeling my annoyance spike once again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right… But are you sure he was happy about that for him? For the selfish reason of having it easy?” she questioned. “...Or do you think he was happy because his sisters didn’t spend two years of their lives absolutely miserable?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I stood still at that, my eyes widening in shock.
<span style="font-weight:400">“...I can see you’re thinking about it, Captain, so we’ll get out of your hair,” Vierra said, standing up with her sister. “But just remember… they came back. They survived such a hellishnd like the Demon Continent and came back. And even after all that… they can still smile.”
<span style="font-weight:400">As she closed the door behind her, I finally let the tears I had been holding back flow forth as I buried my head in my knees.
<span style="font-weight:400">Imagining Leon with the nk face and jaded expression of a hardened veteran, and the sight of Norn and Aisha listlessly following behind him, eyes ssy from seeing things no child should, I felt my knees buckle as I fell to the ground.
<span style="font-weight:400">“N-No… I… don’t want that…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Swallowing down the vomit that was threatening toe forth, I slowly got back to my feet, staring at the reflection in front of me in the window.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing the state I had been reduced to, I could only think…
<span style="font-weight:400">What an ugly mug…
<span style="font-weight:400">This guy is a father? I feel sorry for whoever got cursed with such a deadbeat.
<span style="font-weight:400">Truly, they must have some shitty luck.
<span style="font-weight:400">That was all I could see. And that was what Leon and my two dear daughters saw.
<span style="font-weight:400">But… this wasn’t me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I could be better.
<span style="font-weight:400">A better person, a better father… I just needed to put some damn effort in!
<span style="font-weight:400">“...I’ll meet them tomorrow…” I said before frowning, bringing my hand up to massage my scratchy chin. “But… I should probably shave first…”
<span style="font-weight:400">And no more alcohol.
<span style="font-weight:400">Millis knows I’ve had enough over the past few months tost me a lifetime.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll say it again tomorrow… and after that as much as you need… but I’m sorry, Leon,” I whispered to myself as I pped my cheeks.
<span style="font-weight:400">I messed up.
<span style="font-weight:400">I acted like an idiot.
<span style="font-weight:400">But now… it was time to be a man and face my mistake, and most importantly, fix it.
<span style="font-weight:400">And to make it right… I would do whatever it takes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Family is worth that much, right?
<span style="font-weight:400">Even a worthless man like me knew that much.