The Bride of Gojo Satoru

Epilogue 3

Emiyo's POV

When I was a child, I had vivid dreams about this man. I couldn't see his whole face but only his handsome smile as it was blurred out. I kept asking mom and dad about it, but they told me that it's not important yet it kept recurring over time. Each dream had different scenes as it was placed in the olden days of Japan. However, the weird dreams stopped once I hit puberty. But it didn't stop my family from asking questions about it during my teen years. They were really curious at that time because it's the stage where I can comprehend and interpret whether it meant something or not. Yet I still couldn't give them an answer. No matter how hard I tried, it always drew blank.

Also, I recalled mom biting her lips whenever it was brought up. She always wore a guilty expression for some reason, but I never had the courage to ask her because it looked like I was going to open up old wounds. Dad, on the other hand, didn't comment about it. I couldn't tell what dad felt about the dreams through his off-putting face. I say that because his mouth would smile but his eyes weren't. It's like he's ready to kill with those sharp blue eyes of his. Whereas Naozumi just sadly smiled, close enough to where it looked like he was going to cry. I really couldn't understand any of their expressions nor could I bring myself to ask them. It felt like a secret which I'm not supposed to learn about so I just pushed it aside to focus on my sorcery duties during my teenage years.

Nonetheless, what piqued my curiosity was when Naozumi asked if I had any boyfriends during my teenage years to now. He always had anticipation written all over his visible face. I really couldn't understand what went through his mind, but I always shut him down with 'no'. I had no time for relationships when I'm the only person in the family who holds mom's power. Unlike my other siblings, they only received half of mom and dad's technique but I'm the full package.

I'm 21 years old and I don't have much going on in my life except fighting curses and going on business trips.

Right now, I had to attend a small family reunion with my parents and brothers. I dreaded going there, not because I don't love my family but because Taishiro—what mom calls him: dad's carbon copy—always brings home random girls, claiming that they're in a relationship but ends up breaking up within a week because he's unfaithful. Mom claimed he got it from his dad. I don't understand why he brings girls if they aren't going to last long. This wasn't a weekly show and tell gig.

Knock knock knock

I knocked on my parents' front door as mom and dad greeted me.

"Emiyo!! It's been so long since I last saw you!" They hugged me tightly, sending their unconditional love to me. They were great parents while raising me. Mom tried her best not to put pressure on my shoulders since I'm the only child with her ability with both the divine cursed energy and the cursed eyes of petrification. I don't brag about this, but I'm the prized child because I'm the only offspring from mom's dead clan. If I said this to my siblings, they would chew me out of jealousy. In spite of that, mom and dad loved us all equally.

"I know! I've been on business trips left and right! I don't have time to relax like I used to." I laughed, feeling a bit drained. I never knew how many sorcerers needed my ability. It still scared and surprised me that sorcerers wanted mom dead when she was pregnant with me and my brothers. If we fast forward to our current time, these sorcerers would be in hell if they were to kill me, my brothers, and mom. I'm so glad mom took action. Although, I don't know the full story of it, she only told us snippets of it here and there while growing up.

"If it weren't for your mom, Emiyo, these sorcerers would be crying in their graves for letting your mom get executed!!" Dad shook his head, still recalling his younger years. I never knew how much it really impacted my parents and Naozumi. I don't even want to know what was going through their heads or what they were feeling either. I'm just glad that we're all alive.