“Oh, hello, Your Grace... My name is Eugene Schneider...”
A boy with black hair and white skin looked very nervous and discouraged, and he folded his hands politely and bowed his head.
The child's name is Eugene Schneider, and he lost his father in a shocking incident and was adopted by the Obleang family.
It was he who made the decision to adopt her and met Marianne for the first time as a member of the family.
‘Oh my... This is so pitiful...’
Marianne heard Antoine's thoughts and agreed without hesitation. She had seen Eugene Schneider firsthand at several family gatherings, and he was a kind and lovable boy who truly warmed her heart.
It is unbelievable that such a child would become an orphan and be in an unstable situation due to an unscrupulous matter.
How could Marianne, who was said to be the reincarnation of a goddess, just watch?
After making that decision, Marianne looked forward to the day she would meet Eugene.
She was the one who spent the whole night worrying about what expression and words to use to welcome the wounded child.
But now that we are face to face like this, those worries are meaningless.
That's because all of Eugene's pain was passed on to her.
‘He had such a bright smile when he was with Prince Ulysses... He was a shy child, but he never avoided eye contact...’
I already knew that Eugene grew up without a mother.
So, even at the first family gathering, Marianne tried to be considerate of Eugene by explaining things to her daughters.
But the Eugene Schneider I actually met was a boy who was a little shy, but not overly timid.
The child was so shocked that he couldn't even make eye contact and was just fidgeting with his fingers.
"Yes, Eugene, it's nice to meet you. My name is Marianne. I'm so happy that such a lovely Eugene has joined our family."
The complexity of the wise woman Marianne was solely within her.
He immediately welcomed Eugene, seemingly unfazed.
She bent down to be eye level with little Eugene Schneider,
"The titles Grand Duchess and Mother don't matter. Our Eugene can call me whatever she wants. You can just call me Auntie."
We tried to make Eugene as comfortable as possible as his environment suddenly changed.
During this period, the House of Obleang was elevated to the status of a grand dukedom, and its power reached the sky.
But such things are not important to Marianne at all.
Marianne just needs something to make her feel familiar with the boy who will become her family.
That's why she didn't even hesitate to call herself "ajumma," a term used by ordinary people.
“Eww! Eww!”
A truly desperate scream echoed through the dark room.
"It's okay, Eugene! It was a dream! Our Eugene was dreaming!"
“Eww! Save me! Save me!”
Eugene Schneider suffered from nightmares as a child due to trauma, which led him to periodically have these pitiful sleepwalking episodes.
And every time that happened, Marianne would catch it with amazing clarity and come straight to Eugene Schneider's room in her pajamas.
Marianne, who had illuminated the surroundings with magic stones, hugged Eugene, who was almost in a state of shock, and suppressed her bewildered expression as she tried hard to comfort the wounded child.
Eugene Schnieder, who was struggling in Marianne's arms, sweating profusely and with a pale face,
Even though my eyes were open, I felt like I was possessed by something and out of my mind.
“I see... Something scary suddenly appeared and tried to harm our Eugene?”
Pat...! Pat...! Pat...!
“Yes... I wanted to run away, but no matter how much I ran, I was stuck in the same place... I was so scared of that voice calling my name...”
"Oh... But now, rest assured, Eugene, you have Marianne by your side. Didn't Eugene hear? How capable a priestess this mother was?"
“Yes... I heard it from Sister Charlotte...”
"That's right. I've been on the front lines, and I've defeated countless monsters. So, no matter what harasses our Eugene, this mother won't let it go. She'll beat it to a pulp."
“Really...? Are you really going to beat up those scary things for me...?”
“Of course. I did it simply to protect those around me, but for you, my child, this mother would give her life.”
Tsdam...! Tsdam...! Tsdam...!
Marianne, who tried her best to calm down Eugene, who was causing trouble.
Eugene Schneider, who had come to his senses, continued to receive comfort in Marianne's arms.
Marianne's hand repeatedly stroked Eugene's hair and patted his butt.
And he bravely conveyed his heart, saying that he would risk his life and jump into a pit of fire for his beloved son, Eugene Schneider.
Then, little Eugene Schneider, who had no one to depend on in the world after his father passed away,
He felt a positive curiosity as he looked at Mamang Marianne with round eyes, who made him feel a sense of belonging.
“What is it... What is so noisy...”
Bubijeok...! Bubijeok...! Bubijeok...!
“Mother, is Eugene okay?”
“That’s why I’m lending you my rabbit, brother.”
It couldn't have been a more beautiful hat.
As if she could never escape that warm scene, red-haired Jeanne came to Eugene's room, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and Charlotte, holding a lamp next to her, also looked worried about Eugene with round eyes.
And Elizabeth, who joined in late after a few seizures, came dragging a rabbit doll in her left hand and said something with a calm expression.
“Oh my, is our Eugene thinking of helping this mother with her work?”
Marianne, who was working in the study of the Grand Duke's mansion, spoke with a rather surprised expression.
With Eugene joining, Marianne's childcare period has become even longer.
But there were many places outside that needed Marianne's abilities.
So, although she could not go there in person, she gave theoretical advice through letters.
While I was working on that, little Eugene came to me with a bundle of paperwork in her arms.
“Yes... Since Sister Charlotte has been going to the Seonghwangcheong a lot, I wanted to help her out... I asked Sister Charlotte and researched it in advance...”
In response to Marianne's question, Eugene looked embarrassed and spoke cautiously.
Originally, Charlotte helped Marianne whenever she had time, but with each change of season, Charlotte's abilities as a priest blossomed more rapidly, making it difficult for her to do so.
So Eugene volunteered to help.
‘I want to get closer to the Grand Duchess...’
The reason Eugene, who had become passive after the Ulysses incident, had this courage was because he liked Marianne.
Marianne was a person everyone liked, but she was very awkward around Eugene.
As someone who had lived without a mother, he had no idea how to express or understand the emotions and feelings that Marianne created in him.
However, for almost a year, Eugene gradually learned under the care of this loving mother.
As I learned and became more familiar with it, I began to yearn for it even more. For the embrace of the angel named Marianne.
Blink...!
Marianne smiled the most beautiful smile in the world as she watched Eugene shyly speaking to her, carrying a plethora of work supplies.
She is wise and communicative, and she knows Eugene's heart.
“Okay, my son, can you help this mother out a little? Then I beg you?”
"yes..."
And so Marianne and little Eugene began to spend time together as a mother and son who cherished and loved each other to everyone's eyes.
And the concrete and symbolic outcome of that time has arrived,
“Mom, is this okay to do?”
Eugene Schneider, who asks questions while smearing ink all over his face,
“What did you say?”
Marianne paused at Eugene's question and asked back.
“I’ve sorted things out, but I’m wondering if this is the right way to do it...”
Then Eugene answered in a timid voice, not knowing why Marianne was reacting so dynamically.
“No, before that, before that, what I said...!”
Marianne shook her head and said that was not what she was referring to.
Unlike the usually calm Marianne, she seemed excited and excited.
“Mother... I said mother, mother...”
Yes, it was her mother. Eugene called Marianne "mother," and she froze in shock at the words.
'ah...!!!'
Marianne's face was filled with emotion as she heard the title "mother" again.
"Eugene called me 'mother'! After a year! That lovely child opened her heart to me!"
It was the first time Eugene had called Marianne “mother” since coming to the Grand Duchy.
So how could Marianne not have caused such great emotion?
In order to put Eugene's mind at ease, I didn't rush him at all, no matter what title I called him.
Marianne de Sel Oblain longed, deep in her heart, to be able to call that precious child her mother.
Marianne finally got to experience what she had longed for, while they were building memories together.
“Yeah, Eugene...”
Chaaaak...!
Marianne, who was so moved that she almost cried, tried to control her emotions and hugged little Eugene Schneider, who was looking at her with cute eyes.
“I am your mother... Eugene Schneider's mother, Marianne... I love you, son...”
Kkoo-kkoo...!
He held the little white baby named Eugene in his arms, whispering his deepest and greatest love to her, as if he were pledging it to her.
“I love you too, Mother... From now on, I will be a son who is loved even more by you...”
Kook...!
It was the same for Eugene.
Marianne, who made me feel a motherly love I didn't even remember.
He expressed his affection for her, which had blossomed like a bud.
‘Arrogant mother, I am nothing but a foolish and incompetent mother...’
From then on, Eugene and Marianne's mother-son relationship seemed to be without even one percent of problems.
Marianne told Eugene everything, and Eugene seemed to have nothing to hide from her.
‘I have been under the illusion that I am adequately soothing the pain and sorrow of my son, Eugene Schneider…’
But it wasn't. The deep inner wounds and trauma, enough to drive Laonzena to commit tyranny,
Eugene Schneider had a secret he couldn't even tell Marianne.
The perverted, psychotic love scene of Eugene Schneider unfolding before Marianne's eyes seemed to her, who loved him so much, like the struggles of a wounded son.
Gurrrr...!
At that moment, tears flowed from Marianne's insanely beautiful eyes,
Ss ...
Not only that, her hand went under the noble Grand Duchess' skirt.
“Haaaahh ...
Marianne's hand, which had penetrated under her skirt, reached her luscious milf pussy.