Rise of Baba Yaga ( a Highschool DXD fanfic )

Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

Into the past-4

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When Nikolai opened his eyes, he was greeted with a concrete roof, a far cry from his wooden roof at home. His head was also spinning for some reason, to which he squinted his eyes and squeezed his temple, which did offer some help. Moments later, he cast his gaze on the room to analyze his surroundings and saw to his left, his Mama talking to Mikhail.

His vision got a little blurry so he squinted his eyes to make his vision a little more clear, only to see the worried face his mama had as she listened to whatever his friend was speaking.

' I hope he's not exposing me of stealing those sweets the other day. ' he thought, ' I even gave him two to shut his mouth. '

As of a sudden, his mother gasped with a horrified look on her face and he thought that Mikhail had ratted him out.

" I wasn't the only one who stole those sweets! He took two for himself! " He forced himself to get up off the bed but he tripped on the bedsheets and fell to the floor with a thud.

With the sudden voice of Nikolai, he alerted the two occupants of the room. His mother immediately rushed to her son and picked him up for a tight hug.

" Are you alright my son? " she asked as she checked for any bruises he may have got.

" I took only four sweets mama, I swear. "

" What are you talking about? "

" It's not about the sweets? "

" What sweets? "

" Oh... It's nothing. "

She did not delve into it any further as she had more pressing matters to deal with. She decided to inspect him a little more, more specifically four long scars on his face. Nikolai was confused at what his mother was doing, but eventually, she stopped with a relieved sigh.

" Mama? Is something wrong? "

" I will explain later," she said with a loving smile. " Let's go home. "

"OK, Mama. "

Aroha turned to Mikhail who was just standing there not knowing what to do at the moment.

" Mikhail we are making Borsh for dinner, you want to join us. " she suggested.

" Sorry, I don't think I could go. " He replied as he rubbed the back of his neck.

" Why? "

" Well you see, my Papa said that we are going to visit Babushka in the hospital. "

" Ah! How is doing these days, is she getting better? "

" Papa said that she is recovering. "

" Well, when you meet your Babushka tell her that we all miss her delicious Kompot. "

" Hahaha, Babushka will definitely love to hear that. "

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The road back to their home was filled with silence except for the three-year-old Anahera happily singing a nursery rhyme a few steps ahead of Nikolai and Aroha.

" Sweety don't pick up sticks from the road. " Aroha called as she saw her daughter picking up a random stick from the ground.

" This is not stick, this is magic stick. " she said as she waved the stick like a magic wand.