I'm just...
...
..
.
As I got dressed, I was left speechless remembering every message I received.
Every time I entered Yukino, a curse tried to enter my body, first a curse tried to attack my heart, another curse tried to break my veins, another curse wanted to attack my soul.
Sometimes an indescribable cold wanted to take over my body, that same terrifying cold wanted to destroy my little friend.
'...'
Many people love extreme sports, having their lives hanging by a thread... feeling the adrenaline and getting out of a dangerous situation alive.
This would not be the same?
Putting such silly thoughts aside, I looked at Yukino.
(Is it my imagination or did she become more beautiful?), I asked Sekhmet, who was surrounded by a complex protective formation.
[I hate to admit it but she is almost as beautiful as my little Norn], a tiny Sekhmet flew around Yukino's face, carefully observing every detail of her face.
[It seems that her beauty is increasing with each passing second], I just nodded in affirmation.
Yukino is very beautiful and she was getting more beautiful, at a visible rate.
She even more beautiful than Nol, who had Vanir blood running through her veins and transcendent beauty.
Will there be a country of Yuki-Onnas?
Maybe a world?
Even a Universe?
It's too dangerous.
It is necessary to mention that Yukino is very weak and did not represent any danger in a frontal battle, but the curses that accompanied her were.
Who knows, maybe there even exists a Goddess Yuki-Onna?
Sekhmet ignored any danger and began to write, from time to time she would draw some pictures of Yukino.
Although I met many races during all these months, it was the first time I met a Yuki-Onna, some books had vague ideas or false testimonies about them, however, there was no reliable information about the dangers of meeting a Yuki-Onna.
Well... there's always room for one more woman.
Yukino was already pregnant and the idea of getting away from her never crossed my mind.
...
"I... u-uh... I don't know what to say, c-can you not stare at me so? Please don't stare at me like that...", the unconscious Yukino woke up, we looked at each other for a few seconds, causing her to look away with a crimson blush adorning her face.
'...'
[...]
(Sekhmet?)
[Yes?]
(I did "it" with her, right?)
[Of course, I even have pictures]
(Then why does she act like this?)
[...]
"E-eh... where are we?", little by little she calmed down.
And she realized that we weren't in her apartment, her clothes were different and that for some reason she no longer felt so alone.
I saw her making a strange look as she touched her abdomen.
"You… cheated on me. I thought you needed help," mustering up all her courage, Yukino snapped.
'...'
'You attacked me first', I avoided rolling my eyes as I gave the saddest look possible.
This cheeky woman... I'm the victim here, right?
Yukino actually felt embarrassed.
"I-I'm sorry... I don't know what happened to me..., I just...", Yukino had a complex expression while she bit her lip, possibly she blamed herself for everything that happened. She seemed to be afraid.
'We're even, I was just curious, Miss Yuki-Onna'
"Eh?", Yukino stood still, repeating my words, a second later she seemed surprised.
"H-how do you know?", Yukino faltered a bit, incredulously she thought her façade was perfect.
Just on the opposite side of the room, there were Yukino's things, and there, sticking out like a sore thumb was her "diary of hers".
It was a bit sad to read all the content.
"..."
"My things... how did you bring all this?", Yukino stood up as she hid the diary from me, she didn't seem so uncomfortable anymore, as she looked curiously at the protection arrays.
'We need to talk, Yukino'
.....
I left my room, leaving Yukino inside to meditate on everything I told her.
Now we were on the same page, in the same boat.
[Is it right to keep her here?]
(Such a beautiful woman doesn't deserve to have that kind of life... I just have to protect myself from her curses and everything will be fine)
[Hmph],
Actually, after touching Yukino, I got 65 ways to help her.
64 of those solutions were very tedious and absurd, the remaining solution I liked a lot, needless to say what the solution was.
It was 7:30 at night and my sisters would be back any minute.
Although I was gone for an hour, Yurine was still sleeping, her room had many mana attracting arrays, I could see hers slowly changing and getting stronger.
At this point, Yurine was already immune to diseases.
I went into the living room and leaned back in a chair.
'Do I have to go to school?', I didn't like that idea at all.
In my hand was Ryou's old phone, a contact sent several messages, it was my "mother".
There were no greetings or anything like that, just some files called:
"Candidates", in this there were many names in various languages, women from influential families throughout the world.
Their ages ranged from 12 years old (legal age in this world, don't look at me like that, I don't make the rules), to adult women.
Some more messages that said that I should not act presumptuous in my school and that I should treat my fiancées with great respect, and she also mentioned that I should not forget my trip to Korea in two weeks.
In fact, in this world men usually did not go to school, they studied at home under the strict care of their tutors (tutors who were old women, since one could not take the risk of hiring a vigorous and lustful woman) .
And those who ran that risk were never the same again, they were traumatized in many ways, even in some countries it became illegal.
The original Ryou had already studied for a few months in the only boys' school that Japan had (strangely this school worked), but my mother had made arrangements and now I would change to another school, the most prestigious school for girls (actually it was a mixed school, although no man had signed up so far), my fiancées would study there and according to my mother's words, we needed to spend more time together.
In short, my mother threw me into the mouth of a lion, her intentions were clear, to form connections.
Whatever... we'll see what happens.
While I was lost in thought, my sisters arrived.