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Can’t We Just be Happy? (14) – unedited

Tak!

I closed my eyes tightly. I thought blood would spurt from my body, but the sea soared into the sky. It soared for so long that it seemed like it would stay in the sky for a while, and then fell back onto the ship.

It wasn’t enough to get me all wet, so I had to swim in the dark water in the midst of a strong falling water that didn’t stop. I can’t swim…….

To be left alone in the black sea where I could not see anything and my senses were dulled, fear naturally touched my skin.

My body got heavier and I fell down. How long will I fall, where am I?

I got swept away violently towards the depths that I cannot even scream and fathom.

“Gasp!”

I woke up from the dream as if someone grabbed me and pulled me out. My back was wet with cold sweat.

The beating of my heart beats loudly in my ears, and even though I just woke up, my eyes are clearly open. The sensations I had felt were removed from my skin, but I could not forget them, and I retraced my mind.

“Erina?”

Merson rubbed his eyes and removed the blanket. Despite his usual appearance, a different name came out of my mouth, contrary to my will.

“… Kaylehartz.”

Ooph!

Startled, I hurriedly covered my mouth with both hands. Crazy. What am I saying, now!

My heart was beating even more wildly without getting tired. Did he hear it? I slowly rolled my eyes and looked into his face.

Merson’s languid eyes turned to me. Dry saliva ran down the back of my neck. He came over and kissed the back of my hand that was covering my mouth.

“The sun is high.”

A red tongue glistening with saliva ran between my fingers.

He didn’t hear it? I looked into his eyes. The eyes are still drowsy from sleep.

Soon, the soft flesh of my index finger was bit under Merson’s teeth.

“I’m hungry.”

He didn’t hear it.

***

I waited for the demons in the late morning. Merson still insisted not to go, but I wanted to prevent the worst-case scenario of his annihilation, so I decided to send him to the Demon King’s Castle at any cost.

However, even after quite a while, the demons showed no sign of appearing.

“Yesterday, they talked as if they would come to pick you up at dawn.”

“Do you want to separate from me like that?”

Merson asked, sulking.

“I want you to leave because I don’t want to separate.”

“I’m not going to be annihilated”

“There is such a thing as one in a thousand.”

“There is no such thing as even one in a billion.”

Hmm, your speaking skills are improving is it? Seeing Merson speaking confidently, makes me want to believe everything the demons say are lies.

Wouldn’t it be great if this was in a fairy tale with a happy ending for everyone? There, separation and extinction would be unfamiliar words.

Whatever the process, the separation between the two of us was predestined, and it was just that the period was shorter than expected. Yeah, it’s more uncomfortable to think like this.

Even if my expectations of meeting Serdebella after having endured for over two years at Sezaine will be in vain… It’s better than having Merson disappear. There’s a way, we just have to find each other again.

It’s easy to think.

As if in a dream, it is as if I was drowning in the middle of the black sea.

Dream. Kaylehartz.

The eyes, nose, mouth, and even voice were the same as Merson, who was begging me to please not let him go, just like him in front of me now, but it felt so far away. To the extent that it feels unfamiliar to call me ‘Erina’.

Merson, will you turn into Kaylehartz when you find your memory? I know it’s a stupid question, but there’s no need to think about the answer… I wish you won’t.

Merson, who will find his true self with memories. What would he think of me back then?

Merson and I never had a deep conversation about the past. Because he didn’t ask, I didn’t answer, and I, who gets stabbed in the conscience a lot, didn’t even bother to bring it out to Merson.

You used to be the Demon King and you tried to kill me, so I kicked your crotch!

I can never say that.

I longed for Merson’s memory not to return until he met Serdebella. To be honest, I can’t proudly say that my feelings have completely disappeared now, but it wasn’t as much as it used to be. Because of an unexpected variable called annihilation.

His magic power seems to be rising, but his memory doesn’t come back, so I’m getting a little worried. Really what if… What if the life of a farmer’s son suits him so well that he wants to stop being the Demon King and become a farmer?

Annihilated without a second thought. Ahh! No!

“Merson, do you really remember nothing?”

When I asked carefully, he rolled his eyes, trying hard to think. Then he lifted my waist and placed it on his thigh, which was sitting on the sofa.

“Hmm?”

“I remember.”

“What, what?!”

I grabbed his shoulder strongly. This complex feeling of worry on the one hand and reassured on the other.

Merson’s fingers slowly ran under my stomach, and he stayed there.

“I felt like I was coming in Erina’s here.”

“…….”

“Very vivid.”

What are you talking about?! Heat rose all over my body. The embarrassment put pressure on my knees to get out of his arms, but Merson pulled me close to his waist and hugged me. He buried his nose in my neck.

“I want to do it.”