Extranumeral 30
A fresh scent, like walking barefoot through a meadow, filled the room.
A clean, sweet floral fragrance.
Ruatisha knew this scent well.
“The smell of money!”
It was the fragrant scent of capital.
“The smell of money…!”
She exclaimed in delight, but was immediately met with a rebuke.
At the same time, light gathered and formed into a figure.
Long hair that emitted a fresh floral scent with every sway.
A delicate and cool pretty boy with a mystical and ethereal aura, like a moon god.
It was the Great Spirit, Actsheraken, in his human form.
“Do you not know how insulting it is for a Great Spirit who governs a part of nature to exude such a worldly scent?”
It was only natural for the master of the Shairen Plains to smell like Shairen flowers.
However, since he used Shairen flowers to create petroleum… no, black gold….
To Ruatisha, the scent of Shairen flowers was the fragrant smell of money itself.
“It means it’s that good. It’s a scent as good as money. I like the smell of money the most.”
“You still have a way with words. But do you think I’ll be pleased with such a common excuse?”
You look pretty pleased.
Very much so.
Instead of saying that, Ruatisha asked something else.
“But what brings you here? Leaving your territory to come here.”
“Haa….”
Actsheraken looked at Ruatisha as if she were absurd.
“Why do you think?”
“…Don’t tell me you came to celebrate my wedding?”
“Spirits may not have the same sense of marriage as humans, but I do know one thing.”
Actsheraken smiled.
“That it’s a day you’ve longed for, a day that’s important to you.”
“Wow… thank you.”
Ruatisha was genuinely touched.
Unlike demons or celestials, spirits can stay in the human realm, but only within their territory.
It must have taken considerable effort for Actsheraken to leave his territory and come here in person.
To endure all that hardship to celebrate her wedding, was this friendship transcending races?
“…Hmph, and yet you ask why I came.”
Actsheraken grumbled, glancing at Ruatisha’s face.
Her eyes were sparkling and her face was flushed; she seemed genuinely touched.
A face rarely seen on the girl who had been scheming since she was young.
It felt more heartfelt than any flowery words of gratitude.
‘Well, seeing that face makes it worth it.’
He thought it was a good thing he came after all.
To be precise-
‘It was worth winning at rock-paper-scissors.’
The other spirits were eager to be the representative to attend the wedding.
From Actsheraken’s hand, a bouquet of flowers woven from light bloomed.
It was the blessing that the spirits had packed like a grandmother packing food for her grandchild during the holidays.
“This is the blessing of the spirits. But.”
Actsheraken approached Ruatisha and frowned.
“I smell demons and celestials strongly on you.”
“Ah, that’s-.”
“Surely you wouldn’t have left out us spirits and only invited demons and celestials to the party.”
“Well, that’s….”
“Judging by your not denying it, you must have invited demons and celestials directly? Otherwise, you would have jumped up and down denying it.”
“Well, there are many reasons for that here….”
“Hmm, I guess you don’t need Shairen flowers anymore. If you need them, the demons or celestials will get them for you!”
Actsheraken crossed his arms and turned his head away.
His long hair swirled around, emitting a faint floral scent.
‘He’s completely sulking.’
Ruatisha stared at the Great Spirit with hazy eyes.
He’s lived for thousands of years more than her, yet he’s not only sulking but also threatening her with money(?)!
…No, is threatening with money the wisdom of an adult?
“Hmph! No more Shairen flowers!”
There’s nothing more troublesome than a sulking adult.
Just as Ruatisha was feeling troubled,
“Don’t bully Mama!”
Nike, who had flown in through the window, waved her adorably tiny paws with dignity.
Actsheraken was greatly alarmed and dodged the threatening attack.
“…Um, didn’t you dodge a little too far?”
“Ahem!”
Actsheraken cleared his throat and straightened his posture.
Even so, he didn’t come close, clearly showing that he was afraid of Nike.
“Geez, why is he so scared of our cute Nike?”
Nike, dressed as a flower girl, was so cute she made you want to pinch her cheeks.
Ruatisha hugged, kissed, and cuddled Nike.
“Aww, who’s baby is so cute?”
“Nike is Mama’s baby!”
Nike showed her belly and acted cute.
Actsheraken made a face as if he had seen something he shouldn’t have, “Ugh….”
‘From the spirits’ perspective, it must look like a fully grown adult cat is making baby noises and acting cute to a human.’
Regardless, in Ruatisha’s eyes, Nike was definitely a baby.
Small, precious, and can’t live without me.
Actsheraken cleared his throat, “Ahem,” to change the atmosphere.
“Thanks to you, the spirit realm is gradually regaining its former power. The celestial and demon realms must be the same.”
He held out a flower of blessing to Ruatisha.
“Come visit the spirit realm. It’s full of things you like.”
“…You’re trying to lure a child with candy.”
Ruatisha chuckled and accepted the flower.
“Thank you.”
“Hmph, good to know.”
“But then can I still take Shairen flowers in the future?”
Actsheraken looked at Ruatisha with an incredulous expression.
She’s still thinking about money in this situation.
“When have you ever asked for my permission to take them? It was always first steal, then report.”
“…I negotiated properly later.”
Seeing Ruatisha pouting, Actsheraken smiled.
Did she know how much joy this conversation with this small human brought him, who had lived for so long?
‘…Even the naturally born tyrant, the Phantom Beast, follows her.’
His gaze turned to Nike, who was in Ruatisha’s arms, glaring at him.
Her fierce eyes were saying.
Get lost quickly.
“If you come yourself, I might consider it.”
“Huh?”
“Then see you again.”
Actsheraken flicked Ruatisha’s nose.
“Flower thief.”
* * *
Around the time Ruatisha was receiving unexpected guests.
“Wow, so this is what a wedding is like.”
Cheria exclaimed, looking around in admiration.
It was different from the splendid castles she had seen on her European trip.
“So this is what a world with magic is like.”
Cheria muttered, busily writing something in her notebook.
Then she nudged Nabi next to her.
“You should take it all in too, you know?”
“…….”
“It’s amazing. When else would we get to see something like this?”
At Cheria’s words, Nabi frowned.
What’s the point of watching such a leisurely and peaceful wedding-.
Nabi, who was thinking, paused.
‘…Leisurely and peaceful, huh.’
Just a while ago, the cult that had taken over Cheria’s body was running rampant.
The monsters invaded and the saintess’s blessing ceremony was stained with blood.
Yet, people gathered again as if nothing had happened, singing of peace and blessings.
Even at the wedding of the saintess, the protagonist of the blessing ceremony that had been stained with blood.
This was either stupid or a problem with their memory, one of the two.
‘…No.’
Nabi’s gaze turned to one side.
There, a picture of Ruatisha smiling brightly was hanging.
‘Is it faith in that girl.’
Now he seemed to understand.
How the world that had been on the verge of destruction looked so peaceful, like a greenhouse.
Like now, people had recovered quickly.
No matter what they experienced, they could gather again without fear and smile.
‘With just faith in one human being….’
It was absurd.
But for some reason, Nabi felt like he could understand.
Maybe.
If he had been with that girl….
Even in those countless moments of destruction-.
Nabi clenched his empty fist tightly.
The only variable in dozens of repeated regressions.
He didn’t want to lose her.
No, it wasn’t just because of that.
He just wanted to be with that girl-.
“Geez, don’t frown like that. It’s a good day for Lulu’s wedding.”
“…….”
“Well, even if you’re not interested in Lulu’s wedding, there’s other good news, right?”
Cheria smiled.
“We’re going back to our original world today too.”
“…….”
That’s right.
Today, after the wedding.
Cheria and Nabi were scheduled to return to their original world with Ruatisha’s power.
Originally, Ruatisha was planning to send the two back as soon as she met Aptanes.
But Cheria, upon hearing that, burst out.
“What! But she’s getting married soon! We have to see the wedding before we go!!”
As a result, the two decided to return to their original dimension as an event after the wedding.
It was a decision that included Ruatisha’s desire to enjoy her honeymoon without any interference.
“Ah, I miss Mom and Dad. I didn’t even go to my parents’ house this holiday. Should I go right away when I get back?”
“…….”
“Surely it hasn’t been a few hundred years, right? You know, how the flow of time is different in each dimension, so one day here is ten years there.”
Nabi, who was listening to Cheria chattering, got up from his seat.
He felt disgusted.
He could hear people congratulating Ruatisha’s wedding everywhere.
He felt suffocated.
At that time, someone called him.
“Ah, Mr. Nabi. You were here.”
It was Ruatisha’s maid.
She handed him a small bundle.
“These are the belongings you had when you came here, Mr. Nabi.”
Nabi opened the bundle.
There wasn’t much.
A cell phone and a wallet.
Nabi’s weapons were summon-type anyway.
‘…Wallet?’
Nabi paused and opened his wallet.
Inside was his ID.
And of course, his name was written on the ID.
“I, I’m sorry.”
The maid, seeing that, apologized anxiously.
“For calling you Mr. Nabi even though I know your name.”
“Your master called me Nabi, so you couldn’t help it.”
“Th, that’s….”
The maid bit her lip and said.
“When the young lady was little, she didn’t know her own name.”
“…She didn’t know her name?”
“Yes….”
It was hard to believe.
Especially considering how much her family doted on that girl.
“It was only after a very long time that she learned her name and age. At that time, the young lady would brag whenever she had the chance. She would always tell new people that her name was Ruatisha and that she was four years old….”
But the expression that appeared on the maid’s face was telling the truth.
Four years old was an age where she could understand words.
But not knowing her name meant-.
‘…Until then, there wasn’t even anyone who properly called that girl by her name.’
The maid, who was watching, carefully said.
“Um, the young lady didn’t call you Nabi with bad intentions.”
“…I know.”
“Yes?”
He knew that from the start.
No, from the beginning.
‘Because the eyes of that girl asking for his name were desperate.’
But the reason for that desperation was….
“Knowing each other’s names, calling and being called by name is really wonderful.”
‘Damn it.’
Nabi gritted his teeth.
He felt strangely pathetic.
Nabi belatedly realized that it was a feeling similar to regret.
He headed to where Ruatisha was.
* * *
Sidrian was standing in front of the hall’s large doors.
He was waiting to enter with Ruatisha, the bride, according to the empire’s wedding customs.
‘…….’
He felt strange.
He felt nervous, happy, and unable to stay still.
He hadn’t felt like this even when he was recognized as the emperor’s son or when he first revealed his existence to the empire.
‘Calm down.’
No matter what happens, he had to successfully complete the ceremony today.
He must not get excited or impatient, and he must control the situation more calmly than ever.
At that time, he heard the sound of light shoes.
Sidrian knew this sound of footsteps.
It was the sound of Ruatisha’s footsteps.
Naturally, Sidrian turned his head and stopped breathing.
He had imagined Ruatisha in a wedding dress more than once or twice.
He had longed for Ruatisha in a wedding dress every night.
And Ruatisha in her wedding dress was more perfect than any imagination.
Sidrian knew that fact well.
Utra had made dozens of dresses for Ruatisha’s wedding.
Hadn’t he coaxed Ruatisha, who begged him to stop trying them on, to try them all on?
‘Oh, God.’
So it didn’t make sense that he was so shocked that he even looked for a god he had never sought before.
The calmness and coolness he had been repeating until just now had long since flown into space.
But.
Ruatisha Phaeton, the owner who had held his heart captive for life, was approaching him in a form like a goddess who had descended into the world.
Only to marry him.
With every step Ruatisha took, his throat burned.
Every single nerve cell seemed to exist only to feel her.
He wanted to kneel down at her feet and worship her, kissing her instep.
No, in fact, he had a much more impious desire.
“Sid?”
Ruatisha, who had come close, whispered to Sidrian.
Sidrian looked so stiff and frozen that she found it strange.
Was it really that weird since he was asking like this?
Before she could ask anything more, the doors to the hall opened.
“Waaaaaah-!”
The people who had gathered to celebrate the wedding of the two clapped and cheered.
At the same time as Ruatisha stepped into the crowd,
“I want to strip you off right now.”
Sidrian whispered.