Always want to be WITH YOU || Reiner x Historia

Chapter 4

I held my breath as my body was pushed into the wall with force. A death poster of one of the royal family members fell to the ground. My eyes stared intently at the three children in Ermich's district. I thought I wouldn't be bullied again, but it was the same. Nothing has changed. But this time, I must dare to fight back! Ah no, I won't use violence as long as they don't go too far. Besides, after a long day of work, I'm too lazy to do anything stupid just to fight them.

I grabbed the hand that lifted my collar, the master only grinned because he was bigger. So maybe my grip didn't hurt. "I'm warning you once again, you won't be able to replace Hacket. Just because he died as a casualty of war, you won't be able to take his place!"

Again, he kept saying those words every day. Maybe he was saying that this was the last time but in reality it wasn't. I only replied with a sigh, "I never want to take her place, or remove her from your hearts." My hand let go of the larger hand from my collar slowly, "I didn't really expect to have friends either. After all, I'm used to being alone and oppressed like this."

"Then get out of here and never come back!" one of the kids squealed, and I raised an eyebrow. Well, look who's talking. I wouldn't have left if my new parents hadn't told me to myself. And now, these kids who she's only known for two weeks are telling her to leave? Are they trying to be funny?

"Ah no, I wouldn't have left if my new parents hadn't told me to." I retorted, then looked down to pick up my farm tools from the ground. "I'm sorry, I have to go back home. My father will be worried." I don't know, I was proud to mention the word father, until I unconsciously suppressed the word a little. Considering that my real father never acknowledged me in Marley, this was a joy for me.

"How arrogant of you to be a foster child!" I felt the wind blow from behind. And sure enough, the bigger boy aimed his fist at me. I kept dodging until I was backed against the wall. And by the time the big fist hit my face, I'd already brandished my apron at the boy's neck, making him freeze.

"Move a little more and this thing will scratch your neck with this thing?" I pressed the sharp object lightly against his neck, but I decided to go home when the opponent gave up. He's boring.

It's only been three months since I've lived here, but it's not so bad. New life, new family, new friends, new everything. Paradise is not as advanced as Marley, which already has sophisticated equipment even for everyday items. About food too, whereas here we mostly eat vegetables. Although some of us raise livestock too, the Bauer family are farmers. And I had just returned from farming the fields outside Shina's walls.

Gardening is quite fun. No more of that heavy training, I can rest whenever I want. Rather than being a warrior, I'd probably rather want to be an ordinary citizen with a normal life, like everyone else. But whatever, I had to do it for the sake of my family.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the Bauer family home. Just like any other house, it was a two-story house with white paint. I could tell them apart from the street I was walking on. After all, some of the houses were already made of concrete.

Just as I was about to touch the doorknob, the sound of someone calling made me undo it. I turned my head up, and found my father waving at me. Father is on the second floor, he is sick today. That's why I went to the fields by myself earlier.

"I'm home, Dad." I waved back and rushed into the house. My mom was already greeting me, taking me into her arms and not caring how dirty my clothes were from the dirt of the fields.

"Mom, my clothes are dirty, but you always hug me every time I come home from the fields." My feet stepped towards the corner of the room, leaning my farm tools.

"Umm ... I'm just welcoming you. You deserve it after working all day in the fields by yourself." Mom's words made me freeze.

Is that true? Do I deserve all this? After what we marleyans did to them. If they knew, would they still give me all that love and warmth? Would they look at me with a cold stare?