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Chapter 605: World-Destroying Golden Toad (17) (Page 3/3)

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“My goodness, if you held a wedding, you could have told us! I didn’t even know Lady Sogyu had been wed... Hm? Now that I look, her belly seems a little... gasp! Don’t tell me!?”

“Ahem. Well, that’s how it is.”

So that was why she wanted Hongbi hidden in her arms—she was playing at being pregnant with my child.

‘But... instead of cosplay, she could just make it real... why bother with the act...’

It wasn’t like she couldn’t just do it for real. I didn’t see the point in pretending—until suddenly, from our earlier conversation, something clicked.

“Wait, Hong Village?”

The name sounded familiar.

Didn’t it feel like it had been named after someone?

At my question, the headman nodded.

“The name is a bit odd, isn’t it?”

“Yes. I thought maybe there was something red around here.”

I had a hunch, but played dumb and asked. Usually, villages are named after geographic features.

But the headman shook his head.

“No. This village began from a single house built by my mother and my grandfather, an herb gatherer.

They were the last survivors of a family framed as traitors, and only narrowly escaped with their lives. People slowly gathered around their house, and it became a village.

The name was chosen by my mother. It has nothing to do with the land itself.”

“Then?”

Scratching his head, he answered:

“She never told me the details, but she said when she was young she accidentally let a friend slip away.

That friend’s name was Hong. Out of longing for her, she named the village after her.”

‘Ah. So this is what Gun Hye-rin knew.’

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It wasn’t only Hongbi who had longed for someone.

Keeping a calm expression, I asked:

“Would it be possible to see her grave?”

“Why do you ask?”

“Well, since I’ve married my wife, it’s only proper to pay respects to the village’s elder, isn’t it?”

“Oh, you needn’t go that far...”

The headman demurred, but eventually guided us.

The woman’s grave lay on a sunny hill overlooking the termite mound where Hongbi had lived.

“Here it is.”

We had just bowed deeply before the grave when a villager ran up, telling the headman a wagon wheel had broken and they needed his help.

Being a mountain village, they usually bought goods from larger towns nearby. On the way back, the cart wheel had broken, so they needed the headman’s skillful hands.

“My apologies, I should at least offer you tea.”

“It’s fine. We’ll be leaving soon anyway. Please, go help them.”

Once the headman departed, only we remained.

Hongbi crawled out from Hye-rin’s arms and stood before the grave.

“When people die, they’re buried like this. Looks like your friend longed for you until she passed away.”

At my words, he stared at the grave for a long while before slowly speaking.

—Kwaaah. 『So it wasn’t only me who longed.』

Then, after gazing a while longer, he climbed onto my head and tapped it lightly.

—Kwaah. 『That’s enough. Let’s go.』

A happy ending. The kind I like.

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