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Undead Seeks Warmth - Volume 7 - Chapter 10

Published at 26th of March 2018 10:48:05 AM


Chapter 10

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Chapter 55

To that man who seemed to about to vanish after showing his back to her, Merlan tried to call out to him.

However, she cannot open her mouth.

She had searched for him but wasn't able to find him, and after passing each other since 1 and a half year ago.

The emotion inside her chest, the feeling that piled up wanted to flood out.

If she was able to say the first word, then surely the next words will come out one after another just like a waterfall and she wouldn't be able to close her mouth.

But that one word.

The first word, she could not say it out. 

It felt like each of her words is fighting with each other, and now they're like stuck in the middle of her throat.

It's vexing, frustrating.

She cursed at her own mouth, which wouldn't move, it was the opposite of what her true feelings wished for. 

To think that she was this much of a poor talker.

She thought so. 

[ ... ... ... ... ] 

For now, since she couldn't call out to him, she thought of coming close to him.

As she put her foot forward, so that she can begin her steps.

So that she could touch him, she moved her hand forward.

But then,

[ ---------- Don't come any closer.] 

With the cold voice, she stopped. 

[ I don't know who you are, but I know you're behind me. Fortunately, you're half a step outside the effective range. That's why, any more than that, don't come any closer.] 

The cold that surrounded the room, increased once again. 

The stone statue that was near him, broke apart with high pitched sound.

Without moving a muscle, Merlan just gazed at the man's back.

While she still didn't know what she should do, as he pondered over his words that were lingering in her ears.

That one day in the past where they met each other, the conversation that they had at that time.

All of those conversations played in her ears, the voice that she finally heard after one and a half years.

[ Kh ... ... ah.] 

Finally, Merlan's voice returned to her.

While the coldness that felt like pricking her skin, crawling around her body, Merlan tried to yarn out a word.

[ Umm ---- --]

[ don't say anything. It may look like this, but it's already hard for me to stop my body from moving with just your presence alone]

*Crack crack crack*

With a strong grip that was clearly inhuman, the man clenched his fists.

The confused atmosphere around him a while ago faded, and little by little changed into something else.

[ Honestly, I'm not in the mood to choose my opponents anymore. The ones that are reflected in my eyes, even the one who just entered my attacking range, anyone.]

It's horrible but so easy.

It was horribly shaken by sadness.

It was horribly swollen by anger 

That, while being an undead, he wished for kindness, he wished for warmth, that was him in the past.

But now, something's different, Merlan felt.

... ... If by any chance.

If she, in one of the time or twice when they passed by each other.

No. if at this place, she could have met him sooner.

Perhaps, the fate of the 2-people's will,

the fate of these two who will never meet again forever after this, perhaps will change into something different.

But, that's all just an IF scenario.

In reality, Merlan was too late.

His, Himuro Takahino's heart.

Was already, broken.

Then, the way to fix that, Merlan didn't have.

[ ... ... ... ... ... ... ...  Aah.]

From above.

Looking at the ceiling, Takahina let out a mutter as if he's sighing.

[ What should I do, I wonder what I should do?]

It seemed like he's asking, a question at nobody.

He's asking.

At no one but himself, he was asking what he should do.

He ended up knowing about it.

Takahina ended up knowing about it.

The reason, why he was looking around the entire world like this.

Half of that reason was to resurrect Misha.

The truth about her death.

The one who gave death to the one who he considered as his own cute little sister.

The one who he yearned and loved for, killed his little sister that he adored and loved.

Anger, sadness, resentment.

The feeling that went past all those things, filled him to the brim.

[ Nee-san, nee-san. Aah, vermouth nee-san]

A word like he was forming a poem. 

But the tone, was flat.

From his blue eyes, tears started to fall.

Without letting out a sob, Takahina said.

[ I cannot love you anymore.]

In an instant, his back was covered with ice. 

The thing that appeared, a pair wings that were made of thin ice crystals.

While looking up, with tears still lingering in his eyes.

Takahina raised his right hand, with his palm as it's center, he recited a magical aria.

[ < I stole that body of yours, thus "I" will steal the hears of yours>]

Without a tone, he recited.

[ ---- < till death tears us apart ( AMNESIA ) > ]

Resounded, a thunderous roar.

The huge sharp icicle that pierced through the ceiling, without leaving any trace and disappeared.

The vast sky full of the stars, without having anything hindering it spread.

He squatted.

The moment he was about to soar into the sky.

[ Wa --- --- wait ! ! !] 

A voice that he missed for a long time, could be heard from his back.

But for him, it doesn't matter anymore.

But even so, since there's a presence that tried to walk into his place.

[ I had already told you not to speak ... not to come any closer] 

Without even turning his back, he took off while throwing the magical lock and chain from his pocket. 

* Clang * with that sound, it seemed that the lock restricted someone.

[ Gyaah ! ! ?] 

*Thump* The sound of someone falling to the ground.

As he flapped his wings.

His tears scattered and danced in the air.





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