Chapter 292
Don't Concern Yourself With That Book
Chapter 292
Translator: yun
At first, Ahn merely thought the boy was charming for carrying what seemed to be a difficult book. Why, kids would try to copy whatever their parents were doing, didnât they? But the more she spent time with him, she gradually realised something.
The boy in front of her eyes knew everything. He understood. He could understand that difficult book and understood the pain she was experiencing just by carefully observing her.
âAigooâMy body aches. Your palace is too far from mine. With that distance, it would be perfect to ride a bike to travel here.â
âA bike?â
After listening to her explanation a couple of times, Dane pleasantly surprised her with a gift.
âThe bike you mentioned the last time. Does it look something like this?â
â... Oh. My. Fricking God. Donât do that. It makes me feel as if Iâve entered a dimension made up of a mismatch of pieces from two different dimensions.â
Dane never carried out a feat like that again after seeing her horrified expression as she rubbed her arms for goosebumps.
âYou are insane. You are actually insane. How could you memorise all that in just a day!â
âYou monster cub!â
Such a reaction to him was not unfamiliar. He realised quite early on that it would only get annoying and bothersome if he stood out too much. So, he was no stranger to rejection. But he hoped this girl wouldnât be the same.
Dane had matured. There was no way a genius who understood others that well would not know himself as well. So, he immediately understood his feelings for her first. And those feelings only swelled in intensity when something unexpected happened to the both of them.
âDie! Just die! Woah, youâre still alive? Youâre trapped here only because youâre not a templar! Thatâs why no oneâs coming for you! AâAck!â
His mother took a long time to return to her senses. It had been a long time since he had seen her again which was why her welcome had become more intense. His stomach and back, which were beaten twice more than usual, throbbed.
âIâm sorry for being late.â
âWhy is it this bad...â
The girl stood frozen still.
âAhn?â
âYour body... Whyâno.â
It was only then did Dane realise he had forgotten to lower his sleeves. The stinging pain had distracted him during his walk here. Dane was left at a loss. He was bewildered by her reaction.
âCome here.â
When Dane did not move, Ahn approached.
âIâm about to ask you an intrusive question but you donât need to answer me if you donât want to.â
Dane nodded.
âWho did this to you?â
âMy mother.â
He answered naively. Ahnâs gaze lowered.
âDoesnât it hurt?â
âA little...? Itâs fine since Iâve gotten used to it.â
Dane stared at the head that looked much smaller than his.
âYou canât get used to it, Dane.â
For some reason, at the moment, Ahn felt more like someone much older than him. And his gut feelings were never wrong.
âAhn, you always say that I donât seem like a child. But I think that of you. Am I mistaken to think that?â
âThere originally cannot be two souls residing in the same body. But when I arrived into this body, my soul was so weak, I was forced to hold onto it. Perhaps because of it, only a fragment of the previous soul remained in the body?â
âThatâs just what you think happened.â
âRight. But she did tell me. If she was to move into another object, she might get gobbled up by something terrifying.â
Ahn smiled. But it was a smile of joy.
âShe didnât exactly explain what it was but she looked very afraid. She must have some bad memories of certain items. Honestly, Iâm not entirely sure what all of it is about.â
Ahnâs shoulders looked lonely.
âBut perhaps thatâs why she keeps acting naive. Because she would never get to see the world again. I just. I felt sorry for her. Because it could have been because of me.â
Dane tried to ask why that would be her fault. But what he knew proved otherwise. Just as she said, if her soul had entered an otherwise perfectly fine body, she might have consumed some of the original soul in the process. It was a valid guess. But Dane did not think that was the case.
Yet he could not bring himself to bring it up.
Ever since that moment, it was a long time before the two met again.
âYou have been chosen as the Heir of Rome. Dane.â
The Wheel of Rome. When choosing the next chief, the elders would select from the strongest and wisest of their members before appointing them heir. Dane had been chosen to be heir, defeating another strong candidate, his cousin, Deros. He had never wanted this.
âWhat. I lost.â
As he stepped down, Deros was not as jealous of Dane as people speculated him to be.
âYouâd make the best chief there is. Iâll become your loyal right-hand man.â
Dane didnât need any of that. Everything they had asked of him was simple enough for him but he didnât want to. He had no problem killing people, infiltrating, using his sharp memorisation skills, making drugs, raising people and scheming.
There was nothing he couldnât do. But he just didnât feel like it. No, he didnât want to. After hearing of Daneâs complaints, the chief had appeased him.
âDo you not want to be chief? Then, I might be forced to get rid of your useless mother.â
He managed to satisfy everyone even when he did half-hearted work. Just when he was feeling tired of it all, one day, he met Ahn again.
âIf you donât want to, quit.â
Ahn told him calmly. Just like when they first met, her skirt seemed to have been dragged through mud as she leaned against a tree and swung her legs.
âYou can just quit.â
âCan I?â
Ahn held her head with both her hands as she smiled.
âOf course you can. Itâs your life.â
Dane hesitated.
âYou know. Why do you understand me so well? Itâs not simply because youâre smart.â
Dane slowly raised his head. As she stared at the boy, Ahn predicted that that cold gaze of his would make many cry in a few years.
âYouâre very in touch with your emotions. Maybe thatâs why sentimental geniuses exist. This might be a stretch but perhaps thatâs why youâre also good at drawing. You know what. Iâve seen something like this before on TV, you know?â
âWhatâs a TV?â
âItâs just something that exists.â
Ahn smiled before remarking that children like him didnât have to know. She then swung her legs.
âChild prodigies are too young for their own good. They can quickly understand their parentsâ concerns and are forced to mature quickly. You understand financial issues and how hard life can be. You understand that you shouldnât just cry or whine.â
Her eyes turned to Daneâs slowly.
âTo learn about patience and responsibility all over again. Itâs sad to see.â