Chapter 80

When I opened my eyes, I realized I had woken up in a place I hadn't seen in a long time.

Yuri's room, which resembles a birdcage, and the bed inside it.

However, Yuri was nowhere to be seen, and unusually, voices could be heard from around the entrance door.

It was rare for anyone else to be in this room.

I wondered who had come and unlocked the door.

Curiosity piqued, I couldn't help but approach the entrance, hiding behind the bookshelf.

Peeking from behind the bookshelf, I first saw Yuri's small back.

Standing in front of Yuri were three elderly men, overly dressed and ostentatious.

More than their flashy and unnecessarily expensive appearances, my gaze was drawn to the way they looked at Yuri, and I shuddered.

Clearly looking down on her, their faces were filled with mockery and sadism.

"Someone like her to be part of that lineage..."

"Worse than a mere parasite. With this face, she clearly carries the blood of such a lowly person."

"And yet, to inherit that person's hair color and eye color is sheer audacity."

The words that came from their mouths were nothing but vile and abusive, unsuitable for a child to hear.

Even if the meaning was unclear, the malice in the words could be felt.

Yuri, standing almost in front of them, was trembling with fear.

As the three men continued to berate her, satisfying their selfish desires, I reached my limit and they finally left.

They even took the time to lock the door securely, their laughter echoing.

By the time the three men had gone, Yuri was sobbing.

She was so terrified that she couldn't even cry out, just a small, trembling back, shedding silent tears.

Even though I didn't understand the situation or the relationships, it was clear that those three were no good old men.

I made sure to remember their faces. Yes, I did.

If we ever meet, remember me.

Vowing a small revenge, I focused on Yuri for now.

I approached her gently and firmly embraced her small body from behind.

"!?"

"......You did well. Good job, Yuri."

"Y-Yuri?"

"Yes. You remembered well."

Her shoulders shook violently, but when I spoke, she recognized me.

She immediately turned around and threw herself into my chest.

I stroked Yuri's head and rubbed her back to comfort her.

Although that was all I could do, it was best to let her cry as much as she needed.

To gang up on such a cute child, those three old men truly deserve to die. What can be done about them?

I still don't know where this place is or why Yuri is locked up here.

But it seems clear that one of her parents has a high social status.

And that person has silver hair and purple eyes.

The other parent bears a strong resemblance to Yuri.

It seems to be an origin that those old men don't welcome.

But that's only from their perspective.

Look, Yuri.

Can you see it too?

There are others who can embrace us like this.

In addition to those in the dream, Vincent and Lynn are hugging us in the real world, comforting us as we cry.

There is such a warm place for us too.

So, you can forget about the malice of those old men.

Let's go find many more happy things together.