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"Do you know?"

Snowflakes fell from the sky, one by one.

Attersass calendar - year 501, winter.

The first snow symbolized the arrival of winter, and it also marked the beginning of a new era in the history of this continent, a time of comprehensive change.

The scythe stopped at Mr. Cyclone's neck, and with a slight movement from Yuna, Mr. Cyclone's head would be severed.

Silence engulfed them after Mr. Cyclone uttered those words.

Their gazes met, and as Yuna's slender eyes swept over him, Mr. Cyclone saw himself reflected in her eyes.

"Now that you know, do you still want me?"

"... I didn't know before, it was just a random guess."

"... Haha... Hahahaha..."

As Yuna burst out laughing, the scythe released its grip on Mr. Cyclone's neck.

"Random? Just a guess?!"

Yuna's eyes shifted back to Mr. Cyclone with a wicked smile.

"I may be a little shocked, but..."

"No need to guess, that's the truth~"

"... "

Yuna approached Mr. Cyclone, pressing her chest against him.

"What about after knowing? What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter."

Their gazes locked momentarily, but Mr. Cyclone didn't look down at the bosom pressed against him, instead his eyes remained locked onto Yuna's.

"That is your past, and what I want is your future."

As Mr. Cyclone spoke, Yuna placed her hand over his heart.

"..."

Silence fell once more, after Mr. Cyclone disclosed his thoughts.

"Boring."

Yuna gently pushed Mr. Cyclone aside and walked past him.

The fragrance of her hair drifted into Mr. Cyclone's nose, and as he turned to follow the scent, he watched Yuna, who showed no intentions of looking back.

"Where are you going?"

"Back."

Mr. Cyclone glanced briefly at the sky, quickly pondered in his mind, and then followed Yuna.

Side by side, they walked slowly.

On the snow-white path, the small wound on Yuna's body had stopped bleeding.

"I have one more question I want to ask."

Mr. Cyclone said to Yuna ahead of him.

Though there were many questions in his mind, judging by their current journey, there was only one question Mr. Cyclone could ask.

Under these circumstances, Mr. Cyclone decided to first resolve his biggest doubt.

"Why did you appear at my house?"

Yuna didn't turn around, she continued walking straight ahead.

"... It was by chance."

"By chance?"

"Yeah, I happened to be working nearby, happened to feel like going somewhere else, happened to arrive in this village, happened to want a banana, happened to be spotted by your mother, and ended up being brought inside~"

"What the hell?! How many coincidences is that..."

Mr. Cyclone watched Yuna's figure and wondered how much of her words were true, but he chose to believe and responded with a sarcastic comment.

"Yeah... just like destiny..."

Mr. Cyclone heard Yuna's final whisper.

The journey finally came to an end as the two of them returned to Mr. Cyclone's house.

In front of his house, there were two carriages parked, one belonging to Mr. Cyclone, and the other unknown.

Both of his wives went towards the carriage that he didn't recognize, and Mr. Cyclone approached to take a closer look as well.

Meanwhile, his mother emerged from the carriage, and Yuna ignored them all, simply entering the house and heading upstairs.

"Oh! You're the one from yesterday!"

"Hmm? The young man from yesterday~"

Mr. Cyclone realized it was the old doctor from the Gudas family he had met yesterday.

At the same time, his mother walked out from the carriage.

"Madam, be careful."

"Thank you for your trouble."

Both of them were very polite.

"Alright, this village is almost done."

After seeing the old doctor and his assistant leave, Mr. Cyclone also bid farewell to the old doctor along with his mother.

That was a mobile clinic, a service provided by some volunteers. Their main clients were small suburban villages like Plantain Village.

Because it was a bit far from the city and the medical fees were high, most villagers wouldn't go see a doctor unless they were almost dying.

So there were volunteer doctors who would travel to the villages by horse-drawn carriages to provide medical services.

With this in mind, the reason why this old doctor was at the Gudas' house should be for the convenience of the pregnant women to have their consultations indoors.

Snap!

Mr. Cyclone's head was slapped.

"Why are you still standing here?"

Mr. Cyclone's mother handed him a bag of cabbage.

"What's this for?"

"It's for your big brother Gu. Earlier, when you disappeared, he helped me look for you."

After receiving the cabbage, Mr. Cyclone noticed that Little Dragon next to him had also lifted a wooden crate.

"Although he couldn't find you, he asked around for you when his wife became pregnant. I've always felt guilty about it. But now that you're back, consider these tofu and cabbage as a small token of my affection~"

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