Chapter 65 Empathy (Part 2)

"That's right..."

Are you troubled by your inability to empathize with your past self?

After gradually learning the reason for the trouble.

In front of the bronze statue under a heavy winter snow, I quietly leaned on Agushid's shoulder.

With his arm around her, she listened to her dull husband's story, little by little.

Inability to empathize, or rather, inability to understand the feelings of others—

To me, Agusid's troubles are perfectly normal.

Because during my ten years of travel.

He had been troubled by this reason 121 times.

This often causes me a lot of frustration.

In fact, although Agushid never killed any human or his own kind.

But when he is extremely agitated, he will also find places to vent his emotions.

—Most of the time they are powerful and irrational monsters.

Of course, dungeons and labyrinths are also occasional targets for Agushid's venting.

In my memory, there were two instances where Agushid lost control of his emotions because of this.

The first time was in the "Scattered King's Tomb" where I nearly killed the "Water Mirror Demon".

The second time was even worse; that time, Agusid almost shattered the entire Tower of a Thousand Mirrors right in front of me.

Therefore, in terms of frequency and degree of danger—

The inability to empathize ranked second on the list of reasons for Agushid's distress.

Second only to the top-ranked question: "Why can't they understand the preciousness of life?"

With this in mind, I roughly had a solution for how to temporarily relieve my husband's troubles.

"You used to be troubled by this too when you traveled..."

As I said this, I pretended to be cold in the snow and leaned closer to Agushid.

As expected, he gave me a helpless look.

After the slight icy touch on my body, Agusid simply pulled me into his arms.

Then he wrapped me tightly in his coat, which was even bigger than my body.

"Volatti, how many more years do you think it will take me to regain the ability to 'empathize'?"

Holding me in his arms, Agushid frowned as he murmured.

His tone was actually quite calm, but I knew it was a sign that he was turning more agitated.

So in order to prevent this situation from escalating, I put my hands over his shoulders.

Under Agushid's puzzled gaze, she gently kissed the corner of his mouth once again.

"I think it shouldn't be too long."

I wasn't lying, or rather, that's what I truly believe.

"I, the Great Magician Volame, will spend the rest of my life teaching him what 'love' truly is—"

I have never doubted this oath and promise in the slightest.

Although he didn't reveal much to me before the "Goddess Monument," he had returned from the future.

But since two years ago, I noticed that he had started having short dreams again.

I have more confidence than ever before in helping Agushid regain his emotions.

“You’re always like this, so full of faith in me and in yourself… Vlame…”

Surprisingly, Agushid's brow did not relax after hearing my words.

He simply placed his palm on my flat stomach and whispered a bitter smile to me in his arms:

"But, Vlame, I might disappoint you."

"Perhaps until the very end, when your passion and expectations have faded, I will still be unable to do this."

My expectations were dashed...

Agushid's words made me slowly open my eyes wide.

For once, I looked at his stiff face with almost incredulous astonishment.

It's different from before, and it's different from every time before.

Agusid...he...

He wasn't troubled by his inability to empathize with his past self or others.

What troubles him, what triggers his emotions...

it's me.

He was just distressed because he might not be able to meet my expectations...

"Agushid, why would you say that?"

Despite feeling incredibly delighted and surprised, I still couldn't resist asking a question.

Why...why are you afraid that my expectations will be disappointed?

Although I tried my best to remain calm and composed.

But there was still a slight tremor in his voice.

I fear this was just a misunderstanding or a slip of the tongue by Agusid.

-- "because……"

"Volamey, I want to know more about you."

Ok……

Ha ha……

He said...he wanted to know more about me...

For a moment, I felt the harsh winter of the 'Fur Basin' melt away.

...........................

"because……"

"Volamey, I want to know more about you."

I held Vlame in my arms and said what I had been wanting to say all these days.

……

I couldn't decipher the complex expression on her face at that moment.

I don't know whether she's crying or laughing.

I don't know why she was happy.

I don't know why she was crying.

After all—

I only have a superficial understanding of my wife and of Vlamé.

Therefore.

That's why I wanted to understand her feelings and respond to her expectations.

This is to help me understand her better...

but--

Based on my experience over the past few hundred years, I may not be able to do such a thing.

Although I want to understand her, I can't bring myself to respond to her.

Although I am a demon, I have long lost human emotions.

But my reason tells me—

From any perspective, this is completely unfair to Vlame.

You might give unconditionally, but receive nothing in return...

Where would someone be so foolish?

I cannot judge Vlamé's emotions at this moment.

But she was crying, and warm tears were slowly flowing down the back of my hand.

So after much thought, I told her—

"Volamey... I may never be able to respond to your feelings, your expectations."

"My so-called 'wanting to know you better' is just my own insistence..."

"This is a completely unfair deal for you."

"In fact, perhaps none of this makes any sense."

"So—you don't need to stand still and wait for me."

Stop here—

I thought my words would offer Volamey some comfort.

But she just cried even harder.

She placed her hand on my face, her eyes, filled with tears of unknown emotion, lowered slightly.

“You really are an idiot…Agusid…”

I heard her say in a very low voice.

"Response, gains..."

"These things have never been a reason for me to stay by your side..."

I don't understand what Vlamé means.

At least in my eyes, no gain naturally means no meaning.

Since it's not for the sake of responding or gaining—

So why would Volame do something that makes no sense to her?

Volamey, who was in my arms, sensed what I was thinking and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He pressed his forehead against mine.

"Agushid, although you don't understand at all yet..."

"But I still want to tell you."

Vlame's lips slowly parted through his teary eyes.

She said to me—

"What made me stop was not my expectations, nor my enthusiasm..."

“Agusid, it’s just because…”

"I love you."

(End of this chapter)

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