Now free from disturbance and other’s distraction. I could start again where I’d left before.


    Once upon a time, some three years ago, not long after my start as the hero actually. During a snowy winter evening, there was a pair of strange ones, father and son.


    Who, being in a reconstituted family situation, knocked on my door, one after the other after a short interval, with their just remarried bride and bride-to-be, on a leash, dropping them into my embrace,  already completely naked under their simple coat, panting, and ready to act.


    Or was it the father who had given me his daughter in law and the son his mother in law...?


    Well anyway, the two gifted me anew, their respective daughters , with 2, then at some point more, hearing spectators. Why would I care and waste my time to relate it, would you say?  Especially since this doesn''t concern anyone but me and my private life.


    And 6? Wasn’t it 5, including me? Was I turning senile there, to the point of not knowing how to count anymore? Some would say that this is what it means to spend your life making love and war. In the long run, it reduces your cognitive abilities. I''ve  probably made a mistake, that''s all.


    Well Nope, too bad hehehe, there was an impostor among us actually,


    De facto, there were more than one, but well..., while one was insignificant and could be downgraded to a simple act of destiny, a passerby passing by, who, upon seeing the whole preface, ended joining-up the main stage, the second one was of the utmost importance.


    This is the one we are interested in here. She was a girl, a teenager, that I picked up... HEY!! I Know what you’re thinking! But to put some minds at rest, and maybe let down others, I didn’t put my hand on here okay! Well, I did...kinda?, at some point, but it was only to wash her and give first aid assistance! I didn’t have a choice!!! Did I?


    I encountered her while on a quest, to ogle at some tourist spot well known by women… I mean to pick rare magical plants in the forest near a lake known as a relaxation spot and swimming area for adventurers. Truly a good one by the way, I highly recommend it. It’s an authentic piece of paradise in the wild with excellent views in many places to appreciate.


    By chance, this place was frequented almost exclusively by women. It''s not my fault if all men are dirty and don’t wash as often as girls do!


    Never mind, while on it, I came across this girl, wounded, full of scratches and dirt, I had no choice you understand? I rescued her and one thing led to another… no I did NOT sleep with her! Or even touched her, or think about me doing it with her on bunny cospl--Why should I defend myself in the first place? It didn''t even occur at all okay, that’s it.


    Thus, this girl ended up in my care, for her recovery time, and as she was in a coma, I let her sleep freely at my place at some point.


    It was only the afternoon and I couldn’t guess what would happen later on.


    I was ready to check after her condition as soon as I arrived in a village for the night, when this joyful mishap with the 4 other girls hooked me, not even allowing me time to peek a little.


    Back on business, why does it matter? Well, simply because this green-haired girl I’ve met and saved before, looks strangely like the one standing before me at this very moment, like two drops of water. Intriguing, ain’t it? I wonder why I didn''t make the connection before.


    “… … Who are you again, what’s your name?”


    BANG!!  Here goes the spoon...


    Did I look like a difficult baby in need of food to you? at leastKeep your damn fucking scary throwing weapon for such people!


    Fortunately, it seems I had not lost my reflexes despite the events, and I managed to barely avoid it this time. The spoon continued his race and ended up in the wall behind me, completely stuck… Hey wait, isn’t this a stone one?


    “Are you kidding me!!” The beautiful girl with green hair who just acted without a warning before even bothering to speak, opened her mouth while the spoon was still vibrating behind me on the whole, making a high pitched sound.


    “No, you! Are you kidding me?? You almost killed me twice today!!”


    “Ho..., so you do remember!!!  You are indeed making fun of me! You’re lucky the spoon’s not in my hand anymore! First of all, with the first time you passed on, it makes 3 now. But who cares, I will heal you anyway so it won’t harm your day.”


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    She was crossing arms out of irritation, just like before my earlier momentary absence, which didn''t bode well.


    Regaining my senses in view of the situation, I finally caught on to her last words, she said three…  What could she possibly have done before my first blackout so that I had no recollection of it whatsoever. Wait… could this phantom pain on my finger from last time…… … …


    SCARY!! Hopefully, I’ll never reminisce about this one! At least it explains the reflex I had just now.


    “Okay, again sorrrrrryyyy, my bad okay! Honestly, I don''t remember ever hearing your name. But I’m all ears now. And by the way, do you have a sister? A twin perhaps?”


    Just so I can confirm my thought without making her use the rest of her torture device kit. Although I wish she didn’t have any. Of course, I’m talking about the silverware set,  the spoon was not ours in the first place but the guild’s, why did you have to steal it…


    “Oh! Do you remember her? I didn’t think you’d!” Her expression changed completely, all of sudden she seemed happy and pleased by my last sentence.


    For real?


    "It’s not my twin, but we do share similarities and are not too far in age. It was long before the time where you saved me in the forest. In fact, from what I’m aware, she was one of your first ‘conquests’.


    But that’s odd, you went with her further down than with me, well, she did end up pregnant, so sure you did, did-ya! But she told me you didn’t have full possession of your means at that time and wouldn’t remember her. Glad she was wrong, this took away the need to explain, I was just about to bring that up next and was wondering if I should use the spoon or another utensil to keep your attention.”


    She responded to my dumb question while dropping bombs as if nothing bothered her.


    Forget what I’d said, I shouldn’t have asked, let''s not even talk about the hidden threat. Not too far in age? Long before our first encounter? I’d better not ask if she is the oldest… No, she must be a few years apart, and above in age. She has to! Or my whole life would be a lie.


    At least she had confirmed my thought, she and the character of my memories were indeed the same.


    “But don’t worry, she never snitched on you, nor accused you even after what you’ve done.


    Of all of the women who reported you at the court, none could claim you did something to them that you didn’t do to her after all.”


    Wow! Really? Everything? She must’ve been through some pretty rough times… and has the stamina of a hundred orcs combined… and the lust of a thousand goblins, at least.


    “But she accepted it all and forgave. More than her, you gave US a hard time ya know,  it was such a shock at first, she disappeared one day without a word, then got back pregnant, already full and almost ready to give bir--”


    “Stop!! I got that, thanks can you let me rest in peace?” I stopped the girl in her tracks to prevent any more disturbing details from reaching my brain and making me feel guilty, or even outright criminal. What have I done? She forgave?


    “You don’t want to know more? Like how is she, or the babies are?”


    “Nope, not in the least, or else I risk being hanged, if I don''t do it myself,  or thrown into some dark jail of unknown location present on no map, full of black muscled men and soap, with dreadful torturers as supervisor.”


    “In both cases after a while it will be me, 1000 feet underground surrounded by devils and promise to a never-ending suffering.”


    “Oooh!! You amaze me, she stated you would say something like that, how far-sighted. Well it’s normal coming from her, she had this gift since birth apparently, and approached you knowing very well the consequence. In contrast, that’s odd she didn’t predict you’d remembered her.”


    Should I kill myself now before she could see me ever again,  just to ensure. Do I have anything left? Only one chance excluding all possibilities of her not being a PSYCHO? Do I have the right to prevent the disaster looming on the horizon and avoid all the bad endings that await me?


    Well I have sinned supposedly so better not, even if the said sins are not yet known to me, I shall be responsible until the end… but if I end it early…. NO I’m a man and the hero furthermore, I can’t resolve myself to flee the problems I caused.


    Slashh---!


    “Huh?? Where did you get that wakizashi from, and why did you plant yourselves with it? I have to heal you again now, what an unnecessary setback. Well, I had been warned in advance so I shouldn''t be surprised. She asked me, if you were to make foolish or silly moves, to tell you the following:


    Ara ara, you can’t be careless you known <3 or you might regret it for-e-ve-r <3, if you die, I would not be able to vouch for what your corps becomes and what could happen afterwards. Fufufu You don’t want to end up as a poorly finished chimera, that’s even less than a zombie,  forced to pay back his debt even after his flesh and bones crumble, don’t you <3?


    Or maybe should I trap your soul in a girl’s body and make your carcass rape you until one of the two broke? Or maybe both, repaying the debt by being a whore for his own corpse and random peoples, that’s a great idea isn’t it? You should start thinking about what you''d prefer if you plan something silly again. And if you ever have any ideas to make your torment worse, I’m all ears.<3


    Now, now, pitiful man, let me take care of e-very-thing <3 and wait for our third meeting without making a fuss <3 like the bad dog you are.”


    CLAP CLAP Magnifique! Magnificent! She deserved an award! Where are the red carpets, the adoring crowd’s applause and photographers'' flashes when you need them, I ask you!


    But did you really have to take this tone and make all these scary faces while doing so? Cuz, you know... It seems having a heart attack would be counterproductive.


    …..


    Too bad, I have tried at least, maybe I should start praying?