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"......me?"
"Yes."
Perez, who nodded, did not hesitate for a second.
He sincerely thinks he is.
From his face, staring at me with his smiley eyes, the image of the child who was eating medicinal herbs and grass was reflected.
While I couldn't say anything, Perez said, with a small laugh, what he had read from me.
"I know, Tia. What are you thinking now?"
Then he continued in a neutral or nonchalant voice, as if he were talking about someone else.
"That day, I would have been here even if you hadn't come to me. I would have survived and ended my revenge."
Perez declared.
In the end, he would have been the winner.
"But I don't think I'm the way I am now. It was probably in pieces. There was nothing left, so I would have lived empty without dying. No, maybe."
Perez bit his mouth for a moment, then smiled again.
It was that relaxed smile of courtesy.
"So, Tia, you made me."
I couldn't say no.
Because I've seen Perez survive alone.
At the end of his bloody revenge, he burned everything and left nothing but black soot.
Then the smiling face of the guy in front of me felt very precious.
"Perez."
"Huh?"
"Aren't you rubbing the hand of such a benefactor too much? It will turn red like this."
I pointed with my eyes at Perez's large hand, rubbing it here and there.
"My hands aren't made of dough."
"Well. There are many things in common."
The guy who answered took the back of my hand to his mouth.
And then.
"Ugh, Perez!"
A white, neat tooth hidden under his red lips bit the back of my hand so that it wouldn't hurt.
It looked like a serious chef tasting the food he made, or like a big wolf courting its mate.
Perez said with a painted smile as my silent glance demanded an explanation for his strange behavior.
"Because it looks delicious."
"De, delicious..."
I ended up stuttering a little, at a loss for words.
"You, there's nothing you can't say!"
Oh, I know what color my face is right now, even if I don't have to look in the mirror.
Otherwise, Perez would laugh so loudly.
Perez, who had been enjoying himself for a long time, approached slowly and hugged me tightly.
After that hug, which felt a little stuffy, the guy said,
"Tia, if you need my help, tell me anytime."
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Special Chapter: IBTMITL
Ficción históricaHi readers, This is the special chapter of the novel "I'll Be The Matriarch in This Life". I hope you enjoy reading the story!!!!!!!!!!!!! DISCLAIMER!!! THIS STORY IS NOT MINE!