Chapter 878 – #191_ Entertainment (3)

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One.
Often there is a saying like this.
A child who grows up without love becomes an adult and longs for love that he has not received in another form.

It’s not fiction.
In fact, childhood experiences often determine adult attachment styles.

Linnaeus’ childhood was a time bordering on abuse, both mentally and physically.

Since she was succeeded, she had no time to lick her wounds in her beastly life, and after more time passed, she intentionally turned away from the dark memories.

She didn’t want a happy life.
The only thing he blindly pursued was his devotion to strength.

For Linne, who followed her teacher’s way of thinking following her stigma, her past wounds and deficiencies were only signs of weakness.

However, what is suppressed inevitably returns.

Blended Linnaeus made by combining the Lack of Affection undiluted solution and the undiluted liquor undiluted solution proves this.

Words and actions that I couldn’t normally do, desires that even the person himself denied.

In other words, the urge to be spoiled by childishness and cuteness outweighed the opposite sex.

She was clinging to Elroa before she knew it, leaning her head against her with her eyes wide open.

“You seem very drunk. How about going in and resting?”

Elroa was sweating profusely as she looked at Rinne, who was in trouble.

She asked for her hair to be stroked with all her might, so she roughly did it, but she didn’t expect it to cling to her like this.

“Not one, higuk… ! Didn’t get drunk One more drink.”

Rinne thrusts the crown of her head into Elroa, her tongue curly and even hiccupping.
Eloa felt a great embarrassment indeed.

Of course, drunkenness makes people different.

Sharon, who is polite as usual, shows a lot of cuteness when she gets drunk, and she is very obsessed with skinship, such as kissing her on the cheek.

But in the case of Sharon, at least the resolution is the same.
Isn’t the naturally friendly personality expressed in a form that expresses more intimacy?

Then what about Linnaeus?

“Ooh, my head is dizzy… My body is heavy… It’s like wet cotton… But her mood is soft…”

She was by no means a witch to at least say these things.

Even if they looked like they couldn’t see each other in bed, it was because Siwoo was in front of them, and Rinne always had the same atmosphere as a cold, sharpened Japanese sword.

Even the tone of his voice was intentionally lowered, so it sounded quite husky.

“That means he was drunk. Get some rest.”
“Joy! Hate. I will not rest”

But now her Linne’s voice was mixed with a lot of her snoring as well as her tongue twisted.
It is a secret voice like a Japanese voice actor.
The way he whined was like a child.

“Joe, come down a bit. What are we going to do in a casual way?”
“Why are you breaking up with me? Lynne wants to stick around. She is warm and soft, which makes me feel good.”

Linne wraps her arms behind Eloa’s waist.
In the meantime, her first person changed from ‘I’ to ‘Linnae’.

“… Kufu…”
“Linne. Hey, Lynne?”

She suddenly twitched her heavy eyelids even when viewed from the side, and fell asleep with a colored breath.
Eloah’s side was still holding on tight, but her words.

When I lightly shook her shoulder, I finally got up and laid her head on Aye Elroa’s thigh.

“Eww… Umm… Linne likes this better.”
“Whoa…”
“Head, head on…”
“Okay, okay, so stay calm.”

Eloah diligently stroked Rinne’s dark hair while sighing deeply.

Even though she has black long hair, blacker than her ink, her hair is like flowing silk.
The black hair full of dignity is the hair with the corner of envy to Elroa, who considers her hair to be riotous.

“Are you done now?”
“Hmm, uhm…”

Linnaeus, who seemed like she was about to go wild at any moment, had calmed down.
Eyes narrowed, lips loose from tension.

Rinne, who has always been hypervigilant and wary of her surroundings, purrs in a sunny place like a cat that is loved by her owner.

He seems to be very comfortable.

Eloah was not a harsh person.
Although she is at odds with Rinne in many ways, she heard about Rinne’s past from Siu.

The way Rinne asked Elroa for her compliments from a while ago, and the way she’s now clinging to her like this and fooling around.
I can understand.

For Linnaeus, she must be in a state of wandering around in search of what she lacked.

“Eloah.”

Her heavy, hoarse voice calls to Elroa in a low voice.

“Because now… Hiccup! I’m talking. Listen and forget.”

Rinne, who let her gear out of her mouth even the worst of the drunken seriousness.

“What do you mean?”
“I admired you.”
“East longitude?”
“You have risen to the ranks of the strongest witch with a single sword. She felt jealous, and she felt competitive.”
“Is it?”
“Yes.”

Is that why she appeared in front of Elroa so often?
Rinne suddenly lifted her upper body.

“My sword you saw. I want to hear your impressions.”

The atmosphere changes completely.
Her upper body was swaying like a tumbler, but unrefined stubbornness stabbed her skin sharply.

“It was great.”
“…”

Rinne’s serious expression still doesn’t change, as if it’s still lacking.
Elroa added more of her candid impressions.

“The direction is different from mine, but when it comes to the realm of the sword itself, there was no distinction between superiority and inferiority. I learned a lot from sword to sword with you.”
“…”

Rinne’s sharp gaze, as if confirming authenticity.
There was a long silence.

“… Ug… Woo-wook…”
“Are you okay?”

Eloa was greatly embarrassed.
For Rinne, who opened her eyes round, started dripping her tears like her stray chicks.

“That means… I wanted to hear that…”

Rinne’s face collapsed with her sobs, like a scolded child.

The target Linnaeus wanted to be praised for was probably not Eloah.
According to Siu, she probably wanted to be recognized by her mentor.

Resentment and remorse that could not be diluted even after hundreds of years.
Although she has betrayed her expectations several times, the love, hatred and longing that she could not let go drop by drop and cause ripples in her.

Elo Ada recognized Rinne’s sudden injection as something difficult to deal with.
Even if she is a blandish witch, accepting her drunkenness is hard work.

“Linne…”

However, she cried sadly, and Rinne, who wiped away tears with the back of her hand, looked like a lost child who was covering her expression with a mask that resembled her.

Clearly, Rinne is much older than Eloa.

But now she seemed to be just a child hungry for her love and attention.
And Eloa, who lives in awe as a stern judge, was on the side of showing limitless generosity and kindness to her young witch.

“Come here.”

Eloah instinctively knew what she needed from Rinne.
He opens his arms to hug Rinne and gives her a pat on the back that hides her cries.

“Ugh, ugh…”
“Sometimes it is okay to cry out loud. You will feel relieved… Queue!”

As if waiting, Rinne burrowed into her eloa’s arms.
The force of her hug was so strong it felt like it would crack her ribs.

Even the opposite sex, who tried to be overly emotional and lyrical, regained her sober mind a little.

However, unlike Eloah, who has relatively regained her reason, Rinne is trying to get closer and closer like a baby bird burrowing into her mother’s arms.

“It’s okay, I won’t shake you off, so you don’t have to hug me so tightly.”
“…”
“Can I stroke her hair like this?”

Rinne’s shoulders, which had been tight, slowly loosened, and she nodded.
Elroa’s overwhelming motherhood permeates Rinne as if it creates an osmosis phenomenon in her, giving her stability.

“It feels like I should sing a lullaby for some reason.”
“Lullaby… I want to hear…”
“A lullaby? My lullaby?”
“I want to hear it.”

To Elroa, she was joking lightly, but she seems to have sounded like an attractive proposal to Linnaeus.

Eloah hesitated for a moment.
However, he decided to comfort Rinne’s heart, who had been hurt a little more because it had happened like this.

Because there is a sadness in the world that cannot be cured with whiskey alone.

The last time I sang it was when Raffy was young, so it was well over 100 years ago.
But Elroa quickly remembered the lyrics and her pitch.

“I want to sing this sweet song for you. Your skin is as soft as the moss in the forest.
A young deer in a corner There is a wolf hiding in the woods. A brave knight passing by held a deer in his arms. Lalalala~ If you want, the young deer is you. Don’t worry about the wolf. Are we two?”

As Elroa sings her lullaby, Rinne’s body slowly loses strength.

“Mama… Mama…”
“Yes, here it is.”

The drunkenness that was already in her head became a little more tingly.
Now I wanted to put everything down and be held in Mama’s arms.

Drowsiness pours

“Ooh, hot… Rinne is hot.”

Linne’s behavior was erratic, like a drunkard’s.
Rinne, who had suddenly escaped Elroa’s arms, hurriedly undressed her, and she hurried into the bedroom and crawled under the covers on the bed.

“The lullaby continues…”

Then she gestured to Elroa.

Elroa, startled by her sudden striptease, smiled bitterly at her and pulled her chair and sat down by her bedside.

“Okay, close your eyes and listen. A sweet song for every child A sweet song that mother used to sing. Oh~ What a pretty story The deer turned into a woman, la la la la~ In the arms of a wonderful knight, the pretty princess was held forever. A sweet song that my mother used to sing. I used to suck her thumb and listen to her songs before falling asleep.”

And not long after, Rinne fell into a deep sleep.
Eloah, who slowly lowered her voice as Rinne’s breathing slowed, also stopped her lullaby.

She was taken aback by the sudden happening, but when she saw Linne’s calm face, as if she would travel to the land of dreams even if the sky collapsed, she thought it was a good idea to have a drinking party like this.

Also, you shouldn’t judge people based on their appearance.

“Have a nice dream.”

If Rinne comes to her senses tomorrow, a formidable aftermath will be waiting for her, but…
I wanted to protect this peace.
Elroa lightly straightened her tousled Rinne’s hair and turned her lights off.

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