Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

The succubus was spoiled by me, and Merella, in a state of serious fascination, was left alone and aroused a hypothetical Lerimira who was watching them calmly.

She's watching this as I put a succubus on her lap.

Hello, hello there.

"... everyone is looking after you, isn't it?"

"Never mind, it's something I like to do."

"That's right..."

Somewhere sad, she looks away.

Oh, I see. I nodded one by one.

I thought that would be the case.

"... do you know that Wu La (...)?"

"Ngh..."

Her ears twitched.

The eyes turned towards this person were overflowing with porosity and tears.

"... I wonder why... I don't know your name, but I miss you so much..."

The succubus wipes away the tears.

”... hey, Yuki-san... Wu La is the mother of this child, isn't she?”

"Yes, it is."

"... what happened to Wu La?"Why did you abandon these children? "

Her eyes were as if they were stinking, but there was nothing she could do to make her anger roll in her stomach, she asked.

It is very sad, but I must set the tip of her wrath. [M]

"Wu La is dead."

"Ahh!"

It was a little scream.

Rooted in her mother's beloved Merella, she had grief, loneliness, and anxiety.

"It looks like she passed away shortly after she gave birth to you."

The anger that was roaring deeply vanished into tears.

This is her best end.

If this is the end, how good would it be?

I thought it was thrown away, but it wasn't.It's just a small tragedy.

Ah, let's put an end to senseless guilt.The more she stretches, the greater her pain becomes.

I... just put aside for a moment and let it go.

"and immediately reincarnated."

"... eh?"

“Rather than reincarnation, it would be appropriate to say that we are mixed.”

Rather than saying......, in this case, I've been mingling with them since before I died.

It was Wu La who died carrying the sorrow she had thrown away.

"And Wu La became Ulemira."

"Ah!?"

She is terribly surprised to learn that her sister, whom she loved more than anyone else, who had long resented her for abandoning herself.

Before she could shape her words of suspicion, I kept repeating them. [M]

"After that, Ulemira was integrated into Merella's soul just before she died... and you were born"

"Nh!??... um... then... me...?"

"Why don't you try to remember? You knew a lot about what Merella didn't know."

That's right. Because it was only the ideal of Monmeitan, and without a personality with sufficient knowledge, it would have become an empty fake with no contents.

I'm not that high-performance!

Because I put my hand in it, I was able to give birth to Le-Tan as a perfectly different personality.

If a very powerful personality had arisen to say otherwise, it would have been because Ulemira had entered.

Incomplete reincarnation was completed for the second time, and Wola and Ulemira merged.The restructuring of lost memories and Merella's ideals mingled to give birth to her.

The words that were slapped on her face, she had moistened her eyes.The despair began to spread into the trembling soul.

”I... threw it away... but I... because...”

That's right, it's not like she died from having a baby, so it's like she threw it away in a way (...)

For her, it is synonymous with being turned upside down.

Too much fear blunted my thoughts and avoided mentioning them, I poked my blade at her.

"Ahh..."

It was a scream.

I hate my mother who loves Merella and Ulemila, but is without her.When I heard that he had died illegally, I put out the flames of hatred, but he actually hijacked the child alive, and when he was told that he was the one who died, it would be better for him to do so.

The love that was piled up collapsed miserably, and the hatred on which it was founded stripped its fangs to itself.

Because of her high mental strength, it was a direct attack, and she cried out to her soul.

It's as if I'm trying to separate myself from Merella, who was the only innocent.

Suddenly, I stroke her shivering. [M]

"... Wu La was so sad that she wanted to die."But for some reason she was possessed by her own child.Living was harder than dying for her... why do you think? "

... well, maybe I tried to give birth as my own child because I wanted to start my life over, but I guess I could only mix it up because I didn't have the courage, courage, or readiness to kick it out because I had an early customer.

For better or worse, Wu La was a normal person.

I just had enough energy to be able to say that.

Why do you think Uremira, who was reincarnated and mixed with Wu La, protected Merella just before she died?

Well, maybe U-tan was born from absorbing only the good parts of Wu La, so it's not particularly Wu La's intention to intervene.

Originally, it was thought that the udon would live as it is, and the remaining woolly worm-eating memories would not be filled with holes, but would be extinguished by the memory of the newly piled up udon.

In other words, she's not... Merella, not Lerimilla, not even Ulemilla, not Woola.

Roughly... 50% Woola, 20% Uremilla, 20% Relimilla, and 10% Merrella were mixed together.

"... why did you get angry for Uremira and Merella?"

"That's..."

I'm not lying. But it didn't hit the core either.

You can think of anything you want to wear.

But... she'll definitely get to that answer.

Because she wasn't the mother of Merella and the others.

Merella, Altia, Shukrum, and the others have been asking for it all their lives, only because this child, their leader, wanted it more than anyone else.

Here's the last push.

While releasing her love attribute, she hugged her and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

"... why do you think I stroke and hold you?"

She answered me with a smile.

"Yuki-san... I...!"

"You don't have to say anything.Until your mind is tidied up, you must rest now. "

I hold you back because I'm expected to make more than that effort. [M]

... but it's only one aspect of things, and I don't care if I don't actually do anything.Until the end of this time, I don't care if you hug me as a pillow.

You don't have to work. It would be nice if you could work for me.

They have protected the world that will be mine. [M]