The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines-Chapter 268: [Side Story] Yuriel Wayne Dayna Louerg - Linnaea borealis (6)

Chapter 268: [Side Story] Yuriel Wayne Dayna Louerg - Linnaea borealis (6)

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“Waaah…”

The cry of the second baby echoed in a delicate voice.

As the placenta, completely separated, flowed out safely, the doctor let out a sigh of relief.

There was enough blood for transfusion, so there would be no further crisis.

The doctor then snugly wrapped the first child, who had stopped crying, and the second child, who was still crying, in cloth and handed them to the exhausted Yuriel.

“Ah…”

But the moment she realized the second child had come out into the world, her body felt a sudden fatigue and considerable enervation.

However, even at that moment, when the outlines of the lovely children wriggling in her arms caught her blurry focus, Yuriel felt inexpressible happiness.

That may be why.

Yuriel struggled to resist the dreamy feeling that seemed like she would lose consciousness at any moment.

The fear that if she gave in to that feeling and opened her eyes, all of this might be a dream overwhelmed her.

“It’s okay. Here…”

And as if understanding Yuriel’s feelings, the nurse who came close slowly brought her hand, which couldn’t even move properly, to the babies.

The soft skin of her two children, who had stopped crying…

Their warm temperature…

The result of her and Ferzen’s love.

Despite succumbing to her exhaustion, Yuriel’s hands never let go of her two children.

All the while, a faint smile graced her face.

*****

“Waaaah…!”

“Uhh…”

Late in the evening.

After a light meal, Ferzen stopped by Yuriel’s room with Euphemia.

Although Yuriel was still unconscious and in a deep sleep while receiving intravenous fluids, the babies needed to be breastfed and put to sleep, so he made a separate request to Euphemia, but…

Yuriel’s babies frowned heavily and refused to accept Euphemia’s breasts, which emitted a faint milky scent.

“…They just won’t eat.”

Since Yuriel also didn’t want a separate wet nurse, Ferzen let out a faint sigh.

No matter how clueless the babies were, did they have to stubbornly insist on suckling from their mother’s breasts, who had fallen into a deep recovery period while unconscious?

“Since they don’t want it, we can’t force them… You don’t have to do it anymore. Go back to your room and have Carlea breastfeed.”

“You should also get some sleep, even if just a little…Staying awake all night isn’t good for you.”

“Alright. I won’t overdo it.

After embracing Euphemia’s slender waist and kissing her, Ferzen looked down at the wriggling twins as he quietly untied Yuriel’s clothes.

Then, starting with the baby girl, he slowly picked her up and brought her face to Yuriel’s breast.

“…Mmm!”

The baby girl then buried her face without any hesitation and began eagerly suckling, pursing her adorable lips that didn’t even have teeth yet.

The child’s crimson eyes stared at him rather intently…

The sight was so cute that Ferzen found himself smiling without realizing it.

After a few moments, the baby girl pushed the nipple out with her tongue and turned her head.

As he held the baby girl in his arms and gently patted her back, she let out a cute burp along with a yawn.

Ferzen then laid her in the cradle and picked up the baby boy.

“……”

Perhaps it was because this child would leave his and Yuriel’s arms and go down to Alfred in about 100 days.

A strange feeling welled up as Ferzen interlocked his finger with the baby’s adorable hand and gazed straight into his red eyes, identical to the baby girl’s.

Not knowing what it was, the baby awkwardly clenched his tiny hand, feeling the unfamiliar sensation.

“I… am your dad.”

Using the relatively friendly term “dad” rather than the heavy title of “father,” Ferzen patted the child and slowly brought the baby’s face to Yuriel’s breast.

The boy sucked for a longer time than the girl.

As he patted his back, the baby burped.

Immediately after being carefully placed next to the baby girl who had already fallen asleep, he closed his eyes and breathed steadily and regularly.

After watching them for a while, Ferzen turned his back on the cradle, neatly closed Yuriel’s disheveled clothes, and pulled up a chair to sit.

Euphemia had told him not to overdo it and to get some sleep, even if just a little, but how could he do that?

It was Yuriel who said it was okay to prioritize Euphemia, but not to favor her over herself.

The cute whining she had demanded before their first night together──that he must do for her someday what he had done for Euphemia.

Ferzen, still remembering that, gently stroked Yuriel’s cheek and stayed up all night by her side.

*****

Flinch!

Realizing that he had unknowingly fallen into a light sleep, Ferzen hurriedly drove away the remaining drowsiness.

He clearly remembered checking that the morning was dawning, drawing the curtains, sitting back down, and checking Yuriel’s condition…

The time…

6:30 AM.

Thankfully, he hadn’t slept for too long. As Ferzen examined Yuriel’s complexion, he turned his head towards the cradle.

“…”

And there, he saw Corleone, who had been lying like a corpse even before Yuriel finished giving birth, holding the baby and feeding it with a bottle.

“What are you doing…”

Thinking that he might be feeding the baby goat’s or cow’s milk in a bottle, Ferzen got up with a frown, but Corleone clicked his tongue and laughed.

“Do you think I’m a fool? This isn’t goat’s or cow’s milk, but the pre-birth breast milk that I had collected from Yuriel before she gave birth.”

“……”

“The babies, who had already opened their eyes out of hunger, didn’t even cry, perhaps out of consideration for their parents, so I was taking care of them…”

Although he wanted to say something, Ferzen couldn’t figure out what to say, so he moved his lips and then closed them tightly.

Even though it was annoying that Corleone was pointing out his shortcomings while he was briefly asleep from exhaustion, it wasn’t a situation where he could find fault and get angry.

“I left the meconium there, so if you’re up, go dispose of it and come back.”

Meconium refers to a baby’s first intestinal excretion.

He felt relieved that it had been successfully discharged, but that was short-lived.

This old man who had all his children and grandchildren raised by wet nurses…

Why was he so skilled at childcare?

“……”

And Ferzen, wondering if he had developed an inferiority complex as a parent towards that Old Snake, felt an indescribable sense of self-loathing rising, and obediently took the meconium-stained cloth and left the room.

Afterward, left alone in the room, Corleone laid the tiny baby who was burping──the son with mixed Brutein and Alfred bloodlines──in the cradle and stared blankly at him.

The baby girl lying next to him also wriggled hard, trying to draw Corleone’s gaze, but his obsessive love never seemed to reach her.

“I, I… am your grandpa.”

Eventually, even stammering and giving an awkward self-introduction, Corleone reached out a trembling hand…

But that hand repeatedly withdrew before it could touch the baby, as if afraid it might melt like snow on a summer day.

No one would believe that this old man, was in fact, the kingpin of the Ernes Empire.

Finally putting down even his cane, Corleone covered his face with his wrinkled hands…

“Peek-a-boo.”

He awkwardly imitated the behavior of commoner parents that he had often witnessed on the streets.

“Kyaa…!”

The twins showed a very enthusiastic response to that…

“……”

While Yuriel, who had opened her eyes at some point, was under the illusion that she might be dreaming.

*****

“There are no abnormalities. Judging by the absence of fever, it seems there’s no inflammation either… If you take it slow and have a steady recovery period like this, there will be no problems, so don’t worry.”

Ferzen, who entered the room with the doctor, listened to the examination results and had a simple breakfast with Yuriel.

The birth of the twins was an unparalleled joy and happiness, but perhaps because she had witnessed a scene that was hard to see even in dreams…

Yuriel made a half-dazed expression and let out silly giggles.

She tried to tell Ferzen about it, but quickly gave up on that idea, thinking that Ferzen might not appreciate it.

“Hmm… The names of the children are the issue.”

There were many names she had thought of, but still, they were twins.

In that regard, Yuriel wanted to give them names that could convey the meaning that they were born as twins and that they were each other’s half.

“Linnea.”

“Huh?”

“Boris.”

“Are those the children’s names?”

“If you don’t like them, you can refuse. They come from the twin flowers called Linnaea borealis.”

Carlea was also a name inspired by the flower Cattleya.

Even if one lacked naming sense, it wasn’t difficult to base names on flowers that inherently had a sophisticated name.

The flower language itself gave meaning to the child’s name, so it couldn’t be said to be bad.

“It’s the same naming sense you used for Carlea…”

“……Do you dislike it?”

“Ah? No? It’s not bad at all. Because nothing would suit this garden we built…more than the flowers that are our children.”

Yuriel, comfortably resting her head on Ferzen’s shoulder, smiled happily.

“But there’s only one set of clothes I prepared for the baby… You’ll make the other set with me, right?”

“Yes. Of course.”

Ferzen kissed Yuriel’s forehead, as she caressed her cheek.

Then he carefully sat up and placed the babies, who were blankly opening their eyes in the cradle, into Yuriel’s arms.

At that, Yuriel sheds tears at the sensation and warmth of the lovely treasures she had been afraid might be a dream.

However, as she held back her tears,

Yuriel uttered the names of her children.

「Linea El Mane Louerg.」

And,

「 Boris El Nox Louerg.」

*****

As winter passed and spring ripened in mid-April.

The son,

The other half of Yuriel’s twins.

Was delivered to Corleone as he left Louerg.

Sitting in front of a mirror, Yuriel held her daughter, Linnea, in her arms.

Through it, she could see her son.

Boris.

This was due to bring the power of a monster, living on the First Floor of the Underworld.

The Peephole.

“Ah-ah…!”

Recognizing her brother, the baby girl in Yuriel’s arms, stretched out her tiny hands and waved them around.

“Yes, Linnea. Your other half is over there~”

Even though they were far apart, Yuriel could fully witness her son’s growth, so her sorrow was somewhat lessened.

Ironically, through this connection, Yuriel ofter learned about childcare from Corleone of all people.

“And that’s your father’s homeland over there.”

“Dada.”

“Mn! Your uncle lives there too, you know?”

Yes.

Corleone Wayne Barreta Alfred.

He had left Louerg with Boris and was currently in Brutein.

*****

Boris observed the new environment with curious eyes, as he rested in Corleone’s arms.

They were waiting for someone.

In a reception room that although it wasn’t lavish, it still exuded an austere atmosphere.

Click.

As soon as the sound of the door opening was heard, Corleone turned around while holding Boris.

Then someone appeared,

A face that resembled Ferzen’s.

But the mismatched eyes showed a clear difference.

“I was on my way to Alfred, so I stopped by to greet the family while I was at it.”

Corleone, strangely emphasizing the word “family,” had an uncharacteristically bright smile.

And facing him, Jeremiah, the head of the Brutein family and Ferzen’s blood relative…

“……”

Greeted the repulsive Old Snake with the exact same expression as Ferzen would have.