Translator: Rainbow Turtle
My mother was silent for a moment. The silence cheered me up a bit. The fact that my mother expected me to love her and the idea that I could hurt her feelings excited me.
However, my mother spoke in a tone that sounded like she had expected it. "Hrmm, I see."
"..."
"I still wanted to try it. It could've ended your fate. In any case, you still have a lot of lives left."
"Don't speak like you are doing this for me."
"I love you."
I got goosebumps. Why was she suddenly saying this? "What does this mean?"
"I am your mother."
I looked at my smiling mother and one corner of my heart ached. Did she really believe that such words were acceptable? A decade's worth of suffering alone couldn't be denied because of these words.
I glared at my mother.
Mother, love...
I didn't use Lie Detection on her. Sometimes there were such words in the world. Even if it was true, it was painful enough to be called false.
I sighed and said, "It's too late."
"I know."