Chapter 328: (Cursed Child) Meeting Grandma and the Morning Scenery
The Reincarnated Extra
(Cursed Child) Meeting Grandma and the Morning Scenery
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âYou there! What are you doing!?â
I think those were the words Grandma Numbri first said to me.
At that time, it had only been a few days since I came to this royal capital.
Even though this was a place where people didnât discriminate against black hair and black eyes that muchâ¦â¦ given the national character here.
Since I didnât have any money, naturally, I couldnât buy food.
I was secretly rummaging through the leftovers thrown out by restaurants in the dim shadowsâ¦â¦ thatâs when it happened.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
I stopped the leftover food review meeting I was having with Extra-sama in my mind and slowly turned around.
And there, standing in the sunlight, was Grandma Numbri.
She was slender and leaning on a cane.
Her long white hair was tied together at the back.
I thought she was a beautiful person.
She must have been very popular when she was young.
Maybe sheâs still popular now.
Now, that grandma.
When she saw my face as I turned around, she looked quite surprised.
Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was agape.
Black-haired and black-eyed humans are very few in number in this world.
Originally there were few, and probably, for various reasonsâ¦â¦ they die quickly.
So, Grandma must have been surprised by my unfamiliar colors.
She was silent for a while.
But after being stunned for a while, Grandma Numbri shook her head, pulled herself together, and asked me.
ââ¦â¦ Are you hungry?â
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
Iâm always hungry.
I nodded.
Then Grandma grinned.
âThen, come with me! Iâll treat you to something delicious!â
Saying that, she pulled me out of the dim garbage dump by the hand and started walking down the bright street.
Ah, this person is a good person.
I thought so.
Then, shouldnât I part with her right away?
I also thought.
Because Iâm a cursed child.
If theyâre with me, that person will eventually meet with misfortune.
From my life experience, thatâs not a superstition or anything, itâs a fact.
But.
In the end, itâs been a little over a month since then.
Iâm living with Grandma Numbri in the same house.
The season has ended summer and is already autumn.
The street trees have also started changing colors.
In order not to make good people unhappy.
If there are no special circumstances, I should part with that person immediately.
Thatâs what I think, but.
I havenât parted with Grandma Numbri.
The reason why, is because.
Grandma Numbriâ¦â¦
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âEmi! Itâs breakfast time!â
Hearing Grandma Numbriâs voice coming from downstairs, I woke up with a start.
Jumping up from the bed and opening the curtains of the small window, the sun had already risen.
Good morning, Extra-sama.
Greeting my brain roommate, I do some simple morning exercises.
Wrists, ankles, neck, waist, shoulders.
Rotate them around and stretch.
After doing that and taking a deep breath, my eyes are wide open!
âCome down quickly!â
Once again, Grandmaâs voice.
I have to go right away.
I jumped down the hole in the floor and moved to the first floor.
â¦â¦ The room Iâm sleeping in now is like an attic room above Grandma Numbriâs flower shop.
Iâm actually supposed to put up a ladder and go up and down each time, but I can manage by just jumping without doing such a troublesome thing.
Landing on the first floor without a sound, I move to the kitchen next door.
Thereâs a nice smell of smoked meat being grilled.
Peeking into the kitchen, Grandma Numbri had already started breakfast.
On the small dining table, there was bread from the bakery in the back alley next door, grilled smoked meat of Topopolock, fried eggs of Yamapippi, and some red fruit similar to tomatoes.
âWhatâs this red one?â
âItâs Pononochi.â
âHmm.â
Whatâs that?
Hmm.
âCome on, sit down quickly. The food will get cold.â
âOkay.â
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Now, after the meal.
Grandma Numbri takes the dishes to the kitchen for a moment and drinks tea while reading something that looks like a newspaper.
Compared to my memories from my previous life, itâs quite small and thin, but itâs definitely a newspaper.
I learned for the first time since coming to this house that this world also has such a culture.
I gaze at it vaguely from across the dining table.
Various headlines are jumping out, such as âMysterious Village Discovered Deep in Nanga Mountain,â âHow to Eat Nankero,â âGreat Mage Dies,â and so on.
âAh.â
Among them, I found one headline that I couldnât help but be curious about.
It was a small article like an editorial, titled âThe Dawn Day is Near.â
Iâm not particularly interested in the contents of the article.
What Iâm curious about is the headline.
The phrase âThe Dawn Day.â
What in the world is âThe Dawn Dayâ in the end?
Yeah.
I was curious about it at that time too, though.
Grandma was angry.
But now.
âHey, Grandma.â
âWhat is it?â
Grandma Numbri, who was reading the newspaper, puts it on the dining table with a rustle and turns her eyes to me.
Leaning on the table, I asked while dangling my feet on the chair.
âWhat is âThe Dawn Dayâ?â
âAhâ¦â¦ you donât know. You were a vagrant child after all.â
âIâm not a vagrant anymore. Iâm a traveler. Iâm the traveler Emi Rune.â
âYes, yes. You had a grand adventure from the east and made it all the way here, right?â
Grandma smiled while folding the newspaper with a crinkle.
Iâve told this person about my journey many times, but it seems to be thought of as my made-up story.
Well, thatâs fine, but.
âSo, what is âThe Dawn Dayâ?â
ââ¦â¦ Itâs the anniversary of when this country took a new first step. Itâs exactly two days from today.â
After saying that, sip.
Grandma Numbri took a sip of tea.
âAnniversary?â
âYes, an anniversary. You see, this countryâ¦â¦ was once ruled by a bad, bad king.â
Clink.
Putting the teacup on the table, Grandma continues speaking with a distant look in her eyes.
âThe day a hero defeated that bad king. Thatâs âThe Dawn Dayââ¦â¦ Itâs a story from when I was still young.â
âHmm.â
She must be remembering various things.
Grandmaâs words are slow.
And she has a slightly sad face, looking downwardâ¦â¦
Well, thereâs no need to worry about it.
I donât care how some stranger I donât know dies.
Still, an anniversary, huh.
âSince itâs an anniversary, is it a holiday?â
âPractically, yes. But no matter how bad he was, the one who was defeated was the king. Kings are the ones who are recognized by God to rule over the land, you know? Defeating him canât be officially celebrated. Many of the elderly remain silent about this incidentâ¦â¦ even though they are grateful.â
What does that mean?
Hmm?
I donât really understand.
Well, anyway, in other words, the reason why the village chief of Panemo Village didnât tell me the details for some reason seems to be related to that?
But this grandma seems to be willing to tell me about that to some extent.
Since I have the chance, Iâd like to ask various things.
âHey, what kind of person was the hero?â
âItâs well-known, butâ¦â¦ he had black hair and black eyes. Just like you.â
I kind of expected that.
Thatâs why in this country, Iâm not discriminated against.
Because black hair and black eyes are the colors of the hero.
âAndâ¦â¦ he was a scary man.â
âScary?â
âThatâs right. He defeated the king, you know? Thereâs no way a person who can do such a thing is an ordinary person. He was a man who did shady jobs. Thatâs why everyone canât talk about that hero in a loud voice.â
Here, I suddenly became curious.
This Grandma Numbri.
Sheâs not just talking about the general rumors about that heroâ¦â¦
This person, as ifâ¦â¦
âUghâ¦â¦ cough, cough!â
But then.
Grandma Numbri suddenly started coughing.
âAre you okay?â
As I jumped off the chair and tried to approach her, Grandma stopped me while holding a handkerchief to her mouth.
âIâm fine, Iâm fineâ¦â¦ Itâs common for the elderly to coughâ¦â¦ Emi, Iâm going to take some medicine, so could I ask you to do the dishes?â
âOkay.â
Saying that, Grandma went back to her room while coughing.
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Making a clattering sound, I wash the dishes.
I have ãPeelã, so Iâm very good at washing dishes.
If I give it a single lick with this hand, the dishes instantly become sparkling clean.
ââ¦â¦â¦â¦â
I quietly let out a single sigh.
Even so.
If theyâre with me, that person will eventually meet with misfortune.
Knowing that, the reason why Iâm still with Grandma Numbri.
Itâs because Grandma seems lonely living alone.
And one more thing.
â¦â¦ Hey, Grandma.
I have a good sense of smell.
I can tell that the blood you coughed up has stained the handkerchief youâre holding over your mouth.
Even if you hide it, I can tell.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
And I can also tell with ãMagic Perceptionã.
The mana leaking from Grandmaâs bodyâ¦â¦ is really low.
This isnât because Grandma is actually a master of mana manipulation and suppressing the leaking manaâ¦â¦ Itâs definitely not something like that.
Purely, Grandmaâs mana has become quite low.
What does that mean? In other words.
Grandmaâs body has become quite weak.
So, in other words, Grandma.
Before becoming unhappy because of meâ¦â¦
â¦â¦ Yeah.
Well, you know, Grandma Numbri.
â¦â¦ doesnât have much longer to live.