I Became The Mother Of The Strongest Villain

ked at him.
There didn’t seem to be any lies, so Fren took a step back, thinking that whatever she wanted from him wouldn’t hurt him, and she wouldn’t do any bad things to him.

Yuria thanked Fren, noticing his downcast mood, “Thank you, Fren,” and gently stroked his hair.

Looking at their interaction, the shopkeeper had a tired expression.
After feeling the fear and terror caused by Fren’s bloody and threatening energy, she no longer saw a child but a terrifying monster.
Yuria’s behavior to such a child was shocking.

What do you know about that horrible, scary child, and how do you deal with it?

The store owner turned away from Fren, she didn’t even want to look at him.

After a while, Yuria felt the shopkeeper’s attitude change, but Yuria pretended not to know while picking out Friend’s clothes.
The shopkeeper said Fren was a pretty child and was being friendly with him, but she suddenly became wary of him.
Yuria didn’t know the reason behind it, and didn’t want to know.
However, there were few shops in the small town, and this was the only shop selling children’s clothes.

In the meantime, Fren buried his face in Yuria’s arms, uninterested in choosing clothes at all, and quietly closed his eyes.
Yuria quickly picked out his clothes, while counting his clothes the shopkeeper stared at the child, seeming to want to say something.

“That, young lady……” When Yuria finished paying the bill and tried to quickly leave the store, the store owner cautiously called her.

“Do you have anything to say to me?” There was a hard tone in her soft voice.

“I think it would be best not to hang out with that child.” Be careful of the child in your arms, he might wake up making a bloody expression, is what the shopkeeper meant.

It’d been half a year since Yuria had been living in this village.
She got acquainted with some of the villagers, but they didn’t know much about her.
However, there were facts that they discovered through observation – that she was unmarried and without any family.
Thus that child in her arms wasn’t hers, so they couldn’t turn a blind eye.
The child wasn’t even her own so it wasn’t good for her to live with a monster.
They would have not bothered if he was her real child, but he wasn’t.

Yuria’s expression hardened at the shopkeeper’s words.
The shopkeeper’s voice was so small and quiet that others couldn’t hear it, but her intentions were obvious.
She was wary and afraid of Fren, as if she would have a bad day if he touched Fren.

“I don’t know what you want to say.” Suddenly, Yuria’s voice became cold, the change went unnoticed by the shopkeeper who was only concerned about Fren.

“That kid is a monster, so before you encounter danger because of that child-”

“Please don’t be rude.” Before the store owner could even finish speaking, Yuria firmly interrupted her in a cold voice.

“Young lady……?” The shopkeeper was puzzled at Yuria’s attitude.

“This child isn’t a monster but my precious child.
So please don’t talk like that.”

“It was for your own sake, young lady.
Do you know how he looked earlier? So-”

“I don’t want to hear any more.” Yuria coldly cut off the shopkeeper.
Then, worried Fren might’ve heard she carefully covered his ears.

Please, I didn’t want Fren to listen to this.

“He is the most lovable and pitiful child to me.
Even if I give everything I have, it wouldn’t be enough for this child.”

I don’t want to hear any bad things about Fren, especially if I am with him.

Yuria immediately strode out of the shop.
It didn’t matter what the shopkeeper really meant.
The only thing that mattered to Yuria was Fren.
If someone made Fren feel bad, they were a bad person, not worthwhile talking to.

Did he hear it?

Yuria stopped walking for a moment and looked at Fren in her arms, Fren awoke and gazed up at her.

“Fren?”

“Monster, that’s right.” Fren said so in a low voice.
Yuria was puzzled when she heard those words.
She had been praying he didn’t hear anything.

In the end, he heard it.
How much does it hurt? How much pain does he now bear? How many more wounds must this small boy have to bear before he becomes so numb he doesn’t get hurt anymore?

Yuria hugged Fren tighter with sadness.
“Fren is not a monster.
You are my precious treasure.”

Fren looked at Yuria quietly.
She wasn’t crying but it looked like she was.
It was strange, he was the one who heard those painful words, but why was it her who seemed to be crying? It was something he’d always heard so it didn’t hurt anymore.
In fact, from Fren’s perspective the shopkeeper’s words weren’t really that bad, but why was she sad to the point of crying over a wound that didn’t even inflict her?