Became a Munchkin Skill Thief

Episode 40 First Cry

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「Thank you.」

Bianca struggled to open her lips in thanks.

Regaining emotions, the past 3 years.

Thanks to her emotions, Bianca knew her pain and knew her pain. She

She At the same time, I finally realized that my past was full of pain.

A cursed child born after killing her mother.

Because of that, Bianca was estranged from Harden Hartz, and she was eventually used for arranged marriages.

The things she went through at her young age were all stained with pain.

「I didn’t know when I had no emotions, but those things were really painful. So, to be honest, I really didn’t like family. I didn’t care if the family that only gave me pain was ruined.”

At that moment, the corner of her mouth went up slowly.

「But that day, what my sister said as she hid me caught hold of me.」

At that moment, blood poured from Bianca’s mouth.

Krasu hesitated, but she continued despite the dripping blood.

As if there was no one else to tell this story.

「…… I didn’t understand what her sister said that day. I hate you but I don’t hate you, what I hate is me who hated you. I mean you are not to be hated.”

An expression of incomprehensible emotion.

Just as a person cannot be defined as one, emotions cannot be defined as one.

Emotions are always contradictory.

It seems like you hate that person endlessly, but somewhere on the other hand, you end up embracing that person.

Emotions were something that could not be expressed in one word.

「I didn’t know the meaning of that word until I got the feeling. How hard it is to divide emotions into one. My sister must have been the same.”

Jenica hated Bianca.

But she hated herself so much that she couldn’t help but hate her.

Having lost her mother at a young age, Bianca was the only one she could turn to for her emotional burning.

Even though she knew Bianca was innocent of her guilt, Jenica couldn’t erase that vague hatred.

So she was afraid of herself.

That’s why she went to the end and she told Bianca about it.

I hate you, but I don’t.

What I hate is me who hated you.

You are not to be hated.

And in such contradiction, she hid her Bianca that day and died instead.

「For me, the emotion was definitely pain.」

A world full of pain.

However, the world was not as gray as it was when there were no emotions.

Even though it was full of pain, for the first time, she became the driving force to move on in her life.

Maybe it was the burning of emotions called revenge.

「Even so, the curse was worse than that pain.」

Tears rolled down the corners of her mouth.

「Mr. Krashu.」

Krasche looked at Bianca.

「I am more free now than when I was cursed.」

Krache couldn’t understand everything Bianca said.

Because she herself has never lived a life like hers.

Bianca’s snow doll curse was eaten by Krache’s other curse and had long since disappeared.

So Krashu didn’t know what it meant to have no emotions.

「That’s why I’m curious. If I knew my feelings a little faster, would I have talked to my sister a little more? Did I, along with my older brother and father, grieve the death of my mother, whom I never saw, and try to move on from her grief?」

Bianca didn’t know how she felt.

So she defined Jenica’s feelings towards her as nothing more than hatred.

「I don’t know. Really, I don’t know anything about it. At that time, I was a doll with suppressed emotions. Even so, the thought of maybe is that I can do it because I have feelings right now.”

Within a crumbling smile.

「But I don’t know anything else.」

She slowly closed her eyes.

「I was engaged to Krashu-sama, and as a person, I might have been better off, I guess, yo… ….”

With that, Bianca’s words came to an end.

Bianca’s eyes slowly closed as the tears flowed from her.

Seeing that, Krashu opened his mouth.

「…… Bianca.”

There was no reply.

That was Bianca’s end.

Tears rolled slowly down her closed eyes and landed on her frozen legs.

Krashu slowly moved her steps in front of him.

Then he pulled one of her daggers from her pocket.

Kwajik, kwadeuk-

Krashu broke the ice that was holding her with a dagger.

Her hands were frostbitten by the cold, causing her pain, but she didn’t care.

After breaking her ice for a long time, Bianca fell into Krashu’s arms.

Krashu took Bianca’s corpse and laid it on the bed in her room.

There was only silence in the room.

Krashu sat down in front of him and quietly closed his eyes.

「…… Rot.”

With the realization of how f*cked up this damn world is.

The Bianca in my memory is no longer there.

Instead, the present Bianca stood before Krashu’s eyes.

In my memory, Bianca was able to get along well, but she can still realize that time.

Bianca of the day is her word.

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That’s why Krashu put her by her side.

She owed her her life once.

So she did for her what she couldn’t do.

As she said at the end of her life, Krashu also got along with Bianca in order to get along a little better as her fiancé.

And the relationship between Bianca and Krache was obviously different now.

As she said, Krache thought he and Bianca got along very well.

“At home, emotions were always unnecessary to me.”

Bianca’s voice echoed quietly.

Compared to that time, his voice was still young and immature.

“But it’s different when you’re next to Krashu.”

Bianca gradually changed while she was by Crache’s side.

Bianca felt at peace when she was next to him, as much as she wondered what emotions were.

No one hates you and there is someone who treats you warmly.

A house is like that.

A place where you can sleep comfortably without fear of tomorrow.

Bianca was right next to Crache.

“It hurts so much that my face and heart don’t move when I’m next to Mr. Krashu.”

I wanted to laugh with him when he laughed.

I wanted to cry with him if he was sad.

I wanted to be angry with him when he got angry.

But she couldn’t.

Because her curse didn’t allow her to have her feelings.

“I thought it was okay not to have feelings when I was with other people.”

Emotions that would only be pain anyway, I was rather happy without them.

“But I want to feel emotions in front of Mr. Krashu.”

But only one person.

It was different in front of him.

“I want to be angry, cry and laugh for Krashu.”

Even so, she shook her head anxiously.

“But I don’t like it when Mr. Krashu loses his feelings. I don’t want to see you become like me. If Krashu-sama doesn’t laugh, I don’t want to laugh either.”

Contradictory thoughts.

But Bianca couldn’t say anything more.

So Bianca slowly lowered her head while holding Krache’s hand.

Because she knew very well that her own contradiction was an unsolvable problem.

“Don’t worry.”

At that moment, Bianca’s shoulders twitched at Krache’s voice.

“Because the curse is halved against those who are not the target. Even if I go under your curse, my feelings won’t go away. I’m an expert on curses. You can trust me.”

In the first place, there was no way that she herself would be subjected to a curse as low as that of a snow doll.

Because I’ve overcome and dealt with countless curses worse than that.

With Krashu’s words, Bianca slowly lifted her head.

She was in unbearable pain, her own expressionless face now wanting to burst out with several emotions.

It’s okay to be selfish.

Because Krashu is the kind of person who accepted even that selfish self.

In that case.

“Krashu, please.”

This moment.

At least for this moment.

Her own expressionless expression disappeared.

Thank you for saving him, smiling.

You get angry about what if you get hurt that much because of yourself.

I wanted to cry because I was sorry that it happened because of me.

Snow doll.

It’s definitely a curse that gets rid of emotions.

But in fact, the curse of the snow doll was more about suppressing emotions than erasing them.

It was a curse that suppressed emotions to the point where you could barely feel them.

So people thought Bianca was emotionless.

But at this moment, her feelings.

It overflowed so much that even the snow doll couldn’t suppress it.

“Please bring back my feelings.”

Bianca’s words ended.

Hearing all of her words, Krashu raised her hand, which Bianca had held her.

“You don’t even have to ask.”

Bianca was reflected in front of Crache’s eyes.

A girl with white hair and always expressionless.

Despite her young age, her striking appearance further accentuated her expressionless face.

It reminded me of her childhood.

The day I first met Bianca, even the crooked Krache thought that she would be pretty when she smiled.

However, until the very end, Krache couldn’t see Bianca smiling.

She only saw the end in deep, deep sorrow.

「Then what about it? Wouldn’t it be possible to know what is more painful if I get emotions and experience it myself?”

It reminded me of Bianca who wanted to get her feelings to know her bitterness.

But she is no longer here.

Just.

Now there is only Bianca who wants to get emotions to know happiness.

That is the future she herself has changed through her regression.

It was the future that Krashu could convey to her after realizing the contradiction in her feelings.

Krache’s black hood revealed Bianca’s dial.

“Because that was my intention from the beginning.”

[ To be Bianca’s ‘most important person’. ]

Last Dial.

[ Condition target ]

[ ‘Krache Valheim’ ]

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The dial was already open.

Tuduk- Tuk-

At that moment, Bianca’s tears began to flow down her eyes.

Tears flowed not because something got into their eyes, but because they were sad.

The tears continued to flow, as if her faucet had burst.

Bianca’s face slowly turned into crying.

Having lived her whole life with an expressionless expression, she couldn’t make it right because it was awkward, but she did tell me one thing.

“Hey, heck, Mr. Krashu, I’m sorry. Sorry for me sorry. What about the arm What should I do?”

Her distant future So that she doesn’t have to cry.

So that she can shed all the tears she will shed for the rest of her life today.

“I cry here everything I have never cried in my life.”

Bianca buried her head in Krashu’s small arms.

Krache quietly wrapped his arms around Bianca’s head.

That warmth was the first comfort Bianca had ever felt.

The girl was born for the first time that day and burst into tears.

That cry she should have been born blessed by everyone.

It resonated like that in the warmth of one person.