If it's to become my favorite stepmother, I'll gladly do a fake marriage! [Main story complete] - Chapter 27

“Yes! This person! This person! Kumasan!!”

“This person is my husband… Brigid’s father, Ogma Grinblusti.”

The lady explained tearfully.

Niasha blinked rapidly, and sparkling tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Mama’s… Papa?”

Brigid hugged Niasha tightly.

“Yes. Mama’s Papa…!!”

Brigid’s heart was full.

In the first place, the downfall of the viscount’s family was caused by her father’s disappearance. From Brigid, who had struggled to protect her family, he was sometimes resented as an irresponsible father.

(But more than that, Papa was helping Niasha! It seems like fate!!)

Grua put his hand on Niasha’s head.

Niasha looked up with a puzzled expression.

“So, Father went to protect Niasha’s father. And that’s why you became Brigid’s child! It must have been Father’s guidance.”

Grua’s eyes sparkled with tears as he smiled.

Grua had been separated from his father at the age of five and had felt lonely. However, knowing that his father’s disappearance was not just a whim but had some meaning made him happy.

At the same time, Brigid pondered.

(But why did Father and Nate-sama leave together? Keeping it a secret from everyone. If it was hushed up for the kingdom’s mission, they should have received compensation, but there was none…)

Brigid was puzzled.

(What I understand is that Niasha was born during the journey, and Niasha’s parents probably disappeared, and Papa was trying to protect him.)

Brigid hugged Niasha tightly.

Then, from above, Clidna hugged both of them.

“If you’re Brigid’s son, you’re our grandchild. Please call me Grandma.”

“…Grandma…? Kumasan is my grandpa…”

“Yes, Ogma is your grandpa.”

Niasha nodded vigorously. He was happy.

“It’s fate that you’ve come to this house… Thank you for being alive. I’m sure Ogma would be happy too.”

Clidna smiled through her tears.

Niasha buried his tear-streaked cheeks in Brigid’s chest.

And he began to sing softly.

It was the song that the tone-deaf Ogma had sung to Niasha over and over again.

“The oracle sees. The wolf king. The one who bears the blood of the noble god. Embraced by the arms of the maiden of dawn, let the raging heart sink into the sea–”

Niasha’s clear singing voice spread out.

The air became purified.

(Just like the current situation.)

Brigid thought. In her arms was the silver wolf prince.

Clidna sighed deeply, enchanted.

“It’s like the song is healing me…,” Clidna murmured.

Chronic palpitations, dizziness, and shortness of breath began to calm down.

Light filled her chest, and strength overflowed.

“I thought there was no better way than being healed at the church, but it’s like a lie.”

Even the doctor sent by Diarmuid had thrown up his hands, saying that Clidna’s illness was still unknown. Although her physical condition had improved due to the improved living conditions, the fundamental illness had not healed, and she had been desperately clinging to the church for relief.

But when she heard Niasha’s singing voice, her foggy mind cleared up.

“Oh, Ogma must have been looking for this.”

Clidna realized and stood up.

Then, she re-examined the numerous letters sent by Ogma.

“There are many stories about the Sirenele tribe when I reread them now.”

Upon hearing Clidna’s words, Brigid also reread the letters.

The Sirenele tribe is a wandering people persecuted even within the Gimlen Kingdom. They make a living by singing, dancing, and fortune-telling. Their distinctive feature is that they do not receive the rites of adulthood, and those descended from the nightingales leave small feathers on their backs even as adults.

“The tribe that sings the people’s history,” Brigid remembered.

In the original story, Niasha was said to have a Sirenele tribe mother. And it was written that they sang the secret of the Sirenele tribe.

By the way, “hiishi” is the antonym of “seishi.”

The history books left by the country are called “seishi,” while the history books made by the people are called “hiishi.”

“Maybe Ogma and Nate-sama disappeared because they realized the importance of the lost hiishi that the Sirenele tribe sings?” Brigid thought as she read.

When she read with that in mind, even ordinary letters seemed to have meaning.

Until now, Brigid had not wanted to read letters from her father who had suddenly disappeared.

She had always wished that he would tell her where he was instead of sending letters.

But surely, he couldn’t tell her where he was.

Perhaps that’s why he sent the sheet music in an invisible form.

(If Papa’s cause of death was this sheet music…),

Brigid thought and knelt before Niasha.

“Niasha, as Kumasan said, it’s better not to sing this song in public.”

Brigid said.

“Is that so?”

Niasha and Grua tilted their heads.

(Aww! How cute! My son and my brother!!)

Brigid nodded while calming her pounding heart.

“It’s okay to sing it in front of Grandma though, right?”

Niasha asked.

Brigid’s heart skipped a beat.

Clidna also pressed her hand against her chest.

“That’s fine. You can sing it in front of us. But you shouldn’t sing it in front of people you don’t know.”

“Got it! It’s our secret, right?”

Niasha said happily, and his cuteness made Brigid’s heart stop.

“Yeah! It’s our family secret!”

Grua said, patting Niasha’s head, and Niasha happily began to sing.