Everyone Said They Were My Lover in a Dream

After the Ambush (2)

“Um, can you repeat that? You met…who?”

“My master. My beloved master has returned to this world.”

The witch doubted her own ears.

…What?

Who’s back?

Diabel, always serious. Even when the witch made jokes, she never once responded.

But now, it was her own master, Secretary V, who was back, and she couldn’t lie about it.

“Now… are you saying that your master, V, has returned?”

“Yes. It’s still hard for me to believe.”

“W-What! No, more importantly, where is that guy right now?”

The witch, who always sat leisurely, suddenly showed excitement and stood up from her seat.

Even Diabel, who had seen her for a long time, found her behavior unfamiliar.

“C-Calm down. You came to talk about the master, right?”

“Y-Yes… that’s right.”

The witch sat back down, feeling flustered.

News that the man she had missed for thousands of years had returned.

Despite her matured mind, she couldn’t help but get excited.

“Phew… alright. Did you meet him in person? Or how did you find out?”

The witch closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and asked Diabel.

“We… met. Yes. I guess you could say we met.”

“……?”

Diabel’s reaction seemed somewhat hesitant. It was a response that was completely uncharacteristic of her.

Finally, the witch realized that something was off.

If that guy came back and met Diablo, it wouldn’t make sense for Diablo to come here alone.

There’s no way this guy, V, would try to separate from him.

Even if he were to come here, he would come together.

V, that guy won’t come looking for me.

“What happened? Explain.”

The witch asked with a stern face.

“It’s about that incident… as an ‘organization’ invading, and the clash that happened with the secretaries there,” the witch sighed as she recounted the story.

“Then you didn’t recognize him at all?”

“That’s… right.”

“But you’re sure it was him?”

“I’m sure.”

Unlike her previous answers, Diablo’s response felt resolute.

“I can feel it in my soul. The one I made a pact with. The reincarnation of my master.”

“So, you’re saying he was reincarnated….”

The field of demonic pacts and constraints was an area that even the grand witch herself didn’t know well, but Diablo, who fought with the world because of that guy, wouldn’t be confused.

So, is it really him?

Just like Diablo was reincarnated, did he also reincarnate?

Something that hadn’t happened for thousands of years, happening in such a short period of time… Is there something going on?

“…Wait. How old is that guy?”

“Age… is that what you mean? This body is probably one year younger than Diablo.”

One year younger than Diablo…

So, that means I was born in this world and almost twenty years have passed.

“When I used the transcendent magic before and searched the world. At that time, wasn’t that guy not in this world?”

That doesn’t make sense. If we were of the age to enter the academy, there’s no way we wouldn’t have found him.

“Yes, that’s right. The Master probably existed in this world at that time, but we couldn’t find him. Maybe it’s because he didn’t have the memories of his past life.”

Couldn’t find him because he didn’t have the awareness of his past life.

The concept of past lives and reincarnation is not knowledge granted to mortal beings like us.

That’s why even in the extensive database of the accumulated knowledge of the previous witches, there is no information on reincarnation.

Could it be that we couldn’t find him because he truly couldn’t recover his memories of his past life?

“Well, that’s a problem.”

To meet Diablo and become hostile to him at the moment of attacking the academy.

If it was that guy who had rolled around as a mercenary in his past life but never abandoned his honest beliefs, he would have tried to prevent the destruction of the world.

It’s not strange to be hostile to Diablo.

But even so, it’s unreasonable that he couldn’t recognize his own disciple, who was like a daughter to him, even if it meant sacrificing his own life.

Even if he had a past life, did he not properly recover his memories?

“Grandmother. What should I do?”

Diablo’s eyes, as he looked at the witch, were shaking violently.

She was once a rival of the world and even now, as the leader of the “organization,” she was the dark witch. But she had never received proper love from her parents and was raised by her secretary from a young age.

That’s why Diablo had never had a proper exchange with others.

After being reborn, every human relationship that Diabel Young had built up was made possible by her power of erosion.

In such a situation, it’s understandable that her master, who is just as much a reason for her existence, would run away when faced with hostility.

“In fact, if I had encountered that guy in such a situation, I might have reacted the same way….”

The witch momentarily lost her reason when she first heard the news about Secretarys.

She didn’t think she would be able to face the reincarnated Secretarys with a clear mind.

Poof

The witch, who had turned into smoke and disappeared, reappeared next to Diabel in the next moment.

“Calm down, Diabel.”

The witch grabbed Diabel’s trembling arm.

“If he regains his memories, he won’t have any reason to be hostile towards you.”

“Grandmother….”

“No need to worry. It can even be said that the situation has become easier from the beginning.”

Diabel wanted to release herself from the constraints of the pact she made with herself.

And the witch herself, who had planned to destroy the world to free herself from the shackles of being a Grand Witch.

But now that Secretarys, who had died for both of those purposes, had returned to this world, there was no longer any reason to destroy the world.

“Instead of destroying the world, it would be much easier to help him regain his past memories.”

“Regain his memories?”

“Yes. I have never experienced it myself, so I don’t know how this reincarnation works, but I don’t think the memories of past lives will be fully restored. Just like you, who didn’t have the memories of your past life right after being born, but became aware of them as you grew up.”

“That’s…true.”

“In that case, he definitely hasn’t fully remembered his past life. There’s no way he wouldn’t recognize you.”

“Then….”

“Yeah. Now, what we need to do is not ‘destruction,’ but to help him regain his memories.”

The trembling in Diablo’s voice subsided as he listened to the witch’s story.

Such a cute guy.

But maybe a little bit heartbreaking.

Even though I’ve spent more time with Diablo than he has with his mother, isn’t it like I’m his father?

Without showing this kind of reaction to me.

The witch, who mistakenly thought that Diablo’s feelings towards Secretarys were not about affection for a lover, but about his parents, had this thought.

“But there is one problem.”

“A problem?”

“If I run away, I become the terrorist responsible for the attack on the Academy. But the Master is currently a student at the Academy.”

“Hmm… that’s true.”

It was an unprecedented attack on the students inside the Academy, manipulating their minds.

The director had seen that scene, and the key executive, who had been under Diablo’s control, had broken free from that influence. So it was only a matter of time before the fact that she was the culprit became known.

Diablo cannot return to the Academy in his current status.

It was an ‘organization’ to prevent such problems from arising and a secret identity, but it had become a difficult situation with one misfortune after another.

However.

“It’s okay. I’ll take care of it.”

As a mother, I should be able to handle this.

Woof woof woof.

When the witch gestured a few times, the barrier that had covered the surroundings opened.

It was a high-level barrier that even the great sorcerers who could leap over walls couldn’t touch.

The Academy…

“Hmph. Greenhouse flowers like the Academy are all fake.”

“What? You want me to be a teacher at the Academy? Do you think I would teach those fledglings?”

That guy, who used to despise knights and sorcerers from the Academy in his past life, has now become a student at the Academy.

I look forward to meeting him, to the moment when he regains his memories.

I wonder how he would react if I make fun of him by calling him a greenhouse flower?

The witch couldn’t help but want to see that.

“Let’s go. To the Academy.”

The witch, who had been in seclusion for thousands of years.

The great witch, feared even by the dragons who claim to be guardians of the intermediate realm, rose to her feet.