My Child Is A Villain - CH 8

“It is not a fatal wound. She just fell asleep because she was a little tired. If you go in now, it will interfere with the treatment process. You don’t like seeing your mother recovering late, do you?”

Only then did Ronschka stop struggling, though he was still crying.

How can I calm him down?

As Lucas let out a sigh, Leon, standing tall across the hallway, caught his eye.

“Leon.”

“Master.” Leon came closer. He asked, “Is she all right?”

Now even his disciple is showing interest in Adele.

“She will be fine.”

“That’s a relief.”

Leon nodded and looked at Ronschka.

“Your mother will be fine. Master never lies.”

Then he wiped the tears on Ronsha’s face with his handkerchief.

It seems he was worried about Ronschka who is smaller than him. In fact, he is two years younger than him.

‘He needs to gain some weight,’ Lucas thought as he sat down in the hallway.

For some reason, he was a little tired.

* * *

Adele hasn’t regained consciousness even though her treatment is over.

Two days passed like that. Madeleine looked after her carefully, but she did not open her eyes as if in a deep sleep.

Naturally, Ronschka never left his mother’s side.

“You need to eat something.”

Ignoring the worries of others, he stubbornly stayed next to Adele without eating or going to the bathroom. As if something big would happen if he left her for even a moment.

After several days, Madeleine was so tired that she fell asleep in the warm sunlight.

Ronschka, who was looking intently at Adele instead of her, wiggled his fingers for a while before he carefully took Adele’s hand.

“M-mom.”

This isn’t happening because you don’t like me, right?

The doctor said his mother is fine, but he couldn’t figure out why she hadn’t regained consciousness yet.

Ronschka buried his face in Adele’s palm, which he held tight. Hot tears flowed down her soft skin.

“M-mom.”

His tears didn’t stop. A world without his mother means nothing to him.

“W-w-wake up.”

Otherwise, I will follow you.

Was it because Ronschka’s sorrowful heart reached her? Her hand in his grip squirmed slightly. Then, her eyes which had been closed until now slowly opened.

“Ronschka?”

“Mom!”

Ronschka smiled broadly in joy. His mother, smiling sweetly, hugged him and kissed him on the forehead.

His mother was shining brightly. The light was getting stronger and stronger, and soon his mother started to disappear.

“Mom!”

The moment the panicked Ronschka shouted out loud, his eyes flashed open.

He looked around frantically and saw his mother still unconscious.

Then that must have been a dream. No wonder I didn’t stutter.

Ronschka sighed heavily—unlike a child normally does—and tears flowed from his eyes.

“What should I do?”

Lucas’ voice was heard from behind, but he didn’t turn around for even a moment. Then he struggled as his hand was forcefully grabbed.

“W-w-what!”

“Come here.”

Lucas lifted Ronschka and headed straight to the dining room. Then he forced him to sit on a chair and put down a bowl of soup in front of him.

“Eat.”

“N-n-no.”

I have to see my mother.

Ronschka tried to jump up again, but Lucas pushed him down.

“Eat. Eat and be healthy.”

“W-w-why?”

Lucas patiently explained why. “Will your mother like it when she wakes up and sees you still skinny? Won’t she hate it?”

Only after hearing that did he remember his mother who always praised him every time he had a good meal all the way here.

Ronschka bit his lip and held the soup bowl with both hands. Then he gulped down the hot soup without hesitation.

“I-I ate everything!”

“Your mouth is burning!”

Lucas, frightened, tried to call the doctor, but the child still didn’t give up on his urge to go see his mother immediately.

He stamped his foot and asked, “C-c-can I go now?”

“After you take a bath.”

The impatient child ran back to his mother’s room as soon as he came out of the bathroom.

Lucas who was trying to reach the child eventually sighed and withdrew his hand.

* * *

I had a dream, a deep dream.

No, can I call it a dream? No, it was a thing that happened in the past.

I would feel less guilty if I did possess. But Adele was definitely me.

How could this happen? Isn’t this in a novel?

She had a child through an immature one-night stand.

When she was first pregnant, she watched her every move and sang to her child in a sweet voice. People around her whispered that she was crazy, but she didn’t care.

Before her child was born, her mother died.

“I, I should have been more careful. If only I had told you how hard it is to raise a child alone.”

It was her mother’s last will.

Her mother wasn’t wrong.

There were times when she thought if she raised her child well, he would come back one day.

But as she gave birth and raised her child, she felt a sense of incongruity.

Why is Ronschka so strange? Why isn’t he like other normal children? Why does he wield such a strange power?

She became more and more reluctant about her child.

Adele, who gave birth to a child of an unknown man, began to be ostracized in the village. In addition, Ronschka’s power has attracted people’s attention.

Was it because of that?

Even though she knew she should love him, she couldn’t. Even as she struggled with her self-doubt, she hated her child. As a result, she got sick.

Adele struggled in pain. The wound on her body was not painful.

Her heart ached for the wound she had given her child when he knew nothing. She pounded her chest and sobbed, even though she didn’t deserve it.

That’s why she didn’t say anything when she knew Lucas was being unfair to her. Because I am a sinner, I deserve to be sick.

‘But is that okay?’

Suddenly, it occurred to her.

Adele is Ronschka’s everything. Even if it is fake love, that’s the fact.

If Adele leaves him first, wouldn’t he suffer? Wouldn’t he become unhappy as the future was supposed to be?

With that in mind, she can not leave Ronschka in haste. So she decided.

When Ronschka grows up and can tell what true affection is, and when my presence is no longer needed, I will leave.

Adele opened her eyes slowly. Lifting her heavy eyelids, she saw Ronschka’s weeping face right in front of her.

“M-m-mom!”

“Rons…chka.”

“M-m-om!”

“Yes.”

Adele reached out to Ronschka, who looked as if he wanted to rush in right away.

It’s okay if you hold my hand because these hands won’t hit you anymore. It’s okay to be in my arms because I won’t throw you away again.

“My dear son.”

Adele hugged Ronschka tightly and smiled faintly.

* * *

Adele finally regained consciousness and recovery began in earnest.

In her mind, she wanted to get up right away and help with the household chores, but Madeleine stopped her with a stern expression.

She said, “The doctor said you should lie down for a while longer. Lie down right now.”

Adele couldn’t beat the strict Madeleine.

“And eat some more.”

Then she handed her a brown porridge with something that looked like meat. Adele heard that only healthy things were put in, but the taste was not that good.

“Why? Does it taste bad? Everything that’s good for the body is in here.”

“Good for the body?”

“Yes. There are many things that are hard to find. They are very valuable. So eat them all.”

At the words, Adele endured and swallowed all the porridge. She almost choked up a few times and spit it out again, but she held it in. It’s hard to find, so it must be expensive.

Watching Adele eating well, Ronschka also showed off his appetite for the first time in a while.

While she was recovering and reluctantly eating healthy food, Lucas came to visit her once. Coincidentally, Ronschka was on his way to the bathroom with Madeleine at Adele’s persuasion.

He stared at her for a while. Then he said, “I’ll start Ronschka’s class soon.”

Oh, Adele seems to know what he means.

Ronschka has been by her side ever since she woke up. He tried to eat with her and even rushed back to her after a short bath. As a result, the grime behind his ears didn’t get cleaned properly, and Adele had to wipe it dry with a wet towel.

Maybe Ronschka was like that even when she was unconscious.

“I’ll tell Ronschka to pay attention in class.”

At that, Lucas frowned. Then, after staring at Adele’s feet for a while, he nodded and left the room.

Did he want to say something more?

Adele tilted her head and lay back down. It was incomparably softer than the straw-stuffed beds she used to sleep on in small villages, but she felt strangely uncomfortable.