Hopeless Desire Of A Witch - Chapter 4
Chapter 4
Irene grabbed the poker like a bat and pulled open the door with her toes. The door, which always cracked when opened and had to be fixed, opened with a harsh sound.
As soon as she saw the gray sky, Irene took a deep breath. And after reading herself to swing the long poker, she opened her eyes…there were no unexpected guests.
Blink. Blink.
Her amethyst eyes moved slowly to the left and then to the right. Her eyelids, which had become much lighter from sleep, lifted, and then her gaze turned upward.
There was also no body.
The fence was waist high, which doesn’t really prevent the intruders from getting in, and only represents the boundary.
The stork sitting on the wooden fence, flapped its wings strongly and soar in the sky. Even the stork mercilessly left without looking back at her.
Should I say that I’m glad that my worries ended in the rain? Irene, who was about to close the door with a sigh of relief, noticed something lying at her feet.
“…huh?”
Inside the basket made from twisting the branch of the tree was a baby, sleeping softly. The cloth wrapped around the baby was not wet; at least they did not leave the baby on such a rainy night. One thing was fortunate, but…
“By the way, no matter how, this child…”
In any case, when I woke up in the morning and opened the door, it was like the stork who left the baby here alone.
“I know that storks really can’t bring babies…” It was still quite creepy.
(Remember this movie…Stork!)
I couldn’t just leave the baby alone, so when I picked up the silver basket, there was a note with the name “Eirene” written on it. It seemed that giving a name to a child, who was abandoned was the only kindness they have shown. Thanks to this, there was no need to rush to the general store to borrow a biographical dictionary.
Irene put the basket on the table carefully so as to not wake up the baby. She put her chin on her palm and gently looked at the unknowing baby, who didn’t know what had happened to her.
Was it at most a one year old child? That round, and dense facial features were cute even though she hasn’t opened her eyes yet. Her white, pale skin looked soft. And her chubby soft fingers were curled up in a ball, making me want to poke them over and over again.
“Baby, you look like a real fairy.”
Completely different from me. Irene muttered a little while helping herself. The color of her eyes are still unknown because she was still asleep, but that silver hair resembling a dreamy halo, was a hair color that most fairies have. If those closed eyes open, it would have been perfect if the color resembling the color of nature was revealed.
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Bee
I wondered if a baby girl was going to show up, based on the first two chapters. That stork being there was a hilarious twist. Thank you for the translation.