Chapter 23 – The Evil Dragon Misunderstands That Her Son Has a Lover 【Part 3】

Ryuuji nodded in satisfaction while looking at the diamond necklace shining on Mom’s chest.

The white-silver diamond sparkled beautifully against Mom’s black hair.

It looked like a star floating in the night sky.

“……………………………………………………”

Ryuuji waited for Karma Abyss’s reaction.

But no matter how long he waited, Mom said nothing.

Feeling strange, he looked at her more closely…

“R-Ryuuji-kun! K-Karma-san! Karma-san fainted while standing!!”

Sheila rushed over and said.

At that moment Mom’s body fell backward with a loud thud!!

“M-Mom! I just heard a really bad crack sound from your head!?”

Ryuuji panicked too and hurried over with Sheila.

Sheila pressed her rabbit ears to Karma Abyss’s chest and turned pale.

“Ryuuji-kun! H-her heart isn’t beating!!”

“Whaaat!? Why!? Mom!? Mom, wake up!!”

Ryuuji shook her violently.

But Karma Abyss stayed unconscious with her eyes rolled back, heart stopped.

“Mom, no! Wake up!” “HYAAAH! I’M AWAKE———!!!”

Boing! Karma Abyss sprang back to life.

Ryuuji and Sheila tumbled backward in shock.

“Phew, that was close… I thought I was going to die from happiness.”

Mom wiped the sweat from her forehead.

“What are you talking about!? You actually died!”

Ryuuji raised his voice and lightly smacked her body.

Mom answered cheerfully, “Oh, did I? I didn’t notice.”

“Thank goodness… you’re alive again.”

Ryuuji let out a deep sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

“But how did you come back to life? Your heart had stopped.”

“Hahaha. What a silly question. If my son asks, there is no challenge too great. That’s what mothers are for.”

No, coming back to life just because your son asked… that kind of stunt could only be done by this mother in the entire world.

“Thank goodness… sniff I’m so glad Karma-san is okay…”

Sheila kept crying.

“Sorry for worrying you, Sheila. I’ll apologize properly later.”

With a gentle smile, Karma Abyss patted Sheila’s head.

The rabbit-eared girl beamed, “Ehehe~” Seeing them like this, they really did look like mother and daughter.

“Now then… oh right!!”

Whoosh! Karma Abyss whipped her gaze from Sheila straight to Ryuuji.

“I forgot to thank you for this necklace aaaah!! What a failure! What a disgrace!”

Right there on the spot, Karma Abyss dropped to her knees with a dramatic thump and clasped her hands together, wailing.

“I received such a wonderful present from Ryu-kun! And I didn’t even give my thoughts! I completely forgot to say thank you! Oh, how sinful! Please forgive me, Ryu-kun!!!”

“I-it’s fine, really.”

Also, you literally died, right? Thoughts and thanks weren’t exactly the priority…

“Anyway, Ryu-kun! This pendant and necklace are sooo, sooo wonderful!”

Karma Abyss gave an innocent, childlike smile.

“Thank you so much, Ryu-kun! This has become Mommy’s second treasure!”

Mom looked at him with sparkling eyes.

“Hey, hey, Ryu-kun! Then what’s the first treasure? Come on, ask me!”

Hurry up! Her eyes were full of expectation.

“N-no way, that’s embarrassing…”

He already knew the answer she wanted.

But saying it in front of the opposite sex was too mortifying.

“Then Mommy will just use 【Remote Control】 magic to make you say it!”

Mom started activating the spell.

“F-fine… So, uh, what’s the first one?”

The moment he asked, Mom broke into the biggest smile ever and hugged him from the front.

“It’s obviously you, Ryu-kun!!!”

…While being hugged, Ryuuji thought:

Man, this mother of mine really is…

But she was his mother.

Over-the-top, overprotective.

The strongest being in the world, yet strangely weak when it came to her son.

A completely out-of-norm existence who would do anything—no matter how excessive—for her son.

And yet… this person.

Was his… mother.

In the past, now, and forever.

He had always thought so, still thought so, and would keep thinking so.

“Alright, Ryu-kun and Sheila! Today we’re celebrating!!”

“Yay~! Another celebration!”

“…Geez, we just had one yesterday.”

Ryuuji smiled bitterly, but in the end…

He ended up eating every single dish Mom prepared for the celebration, down to the last bite.