novelraw Chapter 770: Renee Fading
Chapter 770: Renee Fading
Renee opened her mouth wide, not even realizing when the coffee poured from her hand into the cup had already surpassed the rim. And after she reacted she merely hurriedly put down the coffee pot in her hand, walking staggeringly and panic-stricken toward the living room.
And within the living room at this moment, an octogenarian old lady with an emaciated figure, a hunched waist leaning on a walking stick had already tremblingly packed her luggage. Hearing Renee's extremely astonished voice from the kitchen, she solely nodded, additionally pushing up the reading glasses resting on the bridge of her nose, speaking quite vigorously,
"Correct. I've pretty much finished packing already, look, clothes, banknotes have all been exchanged, just waiting to set off."
"Ah? Wait a minute, Martha, when did you pack this much?"
Renee walked into the living room, seeing the suitcases placed before the already octogenarian Mrs. Martha. Those few large pieces of luggage were bulging tight, who knows how many things were stuffed inside. Especially since Renee knew Martha's personality, she was someone who merely taking a trip to the outskirts of Naris would harbor the wish of consigning the entire house to bring along. This going to Schwari, how could it suffice if she didn't empty the house entirely...
As expected, Martha's expression very quickly revealed an unfulfilled desire. She looked quite regretfully at the tea set placed beside the fireplace, saying,
"Ever since waking up this morning I started packing, moreover this is far from enough, I couldn't stuff those precious tea sets of mine inside..."
"Even so, suddenly going to Schwari..."
Renee's face revealed a bit of difficulty. It wasn't entirely due to a schedule conflict or a difficulty in means. The most important reason actually was solely one point, and that was Mrs. Martha's body was already getting increasingly worse. Even walking out of the neighborhood was extremely difficult, let alone going to Schwari.
Don't look at how various special effects flew all over the sky during the battle with Chaos previously. Actually all those powers were premised on high ranks. Any kind of ultra-high specification power directly acting upon a rank-zero human's body would be a disaster, how much more so for the frail-bodied Martha?The current Martha had already passed ninety years of venerable age. Ever since Fisher and Renee returned, Fisher secretly employed the Dragon Court's and the Northern Border's tonic medicines to nourish Martha. Yet Martha was extremely resistant even toward ordinary medications, let alone various bizarre and peculiar foreign drugs. It required Fisher persuading with all sorts of arguments to just make her agree to take them, there were also quite a few injected stealthily by Fisher while the old lady was sleeping.
And accompanying Martha's unceasingly increasing age, even these non-human tonic medicines also began to have miniscule efficacy.
To this day, Fisher had already begun considering methods related to the Life Completion Manual beyond tonic medicines...
See here, these few days Fisher not returning home was precisely trying methods at the laboratory in the outskirts. A few days ago he explicitly told Renee he wanted to arrange an operation for Mrs. Martha, silently doing it for her when she fell asleep these few days.
As a result this morning, Mrs. Martha presented a major one for Renee without saying a single word.
Mrs. Martha abruptly announced in a high profile she wanted to set off for Schwari, which was a good several thousand miles away from Naris's capital, leaving Renee unable to pick up the conversation momentarily,
"...Regardless of what you say, let's wait until Fisher returns before making a decision right? Martha, I'll go make him return right now."
"Mhm, you go tell him. But in any case I will set off regardless, you see, I've already bought the ticket."
As Mrs. Martha spoke, she magically took out a train ticket from her bosom anew. Renee widened her mouth looking at the ticket stub, discovering it was exactly the ticket for tomorrow morning.
"When was the ticket even bought ah... so..."
"Humph humph, this is a woman's secret."
"...You definitely eavesdropped on Fisher and me talking."
Hearing Mrs. Martha decently repeat the words of Renee flirting with Fisher at night, Renee's face unavoidably flushed red.
She coughed lightly in embarrassment, hurriedly walking to the kitchen to use the Cardinal to notify Fisher to return, simultaneously catching a cup of hot water returning over there, hoping to let Martha drink a cup of water to calm down.
However until Fisher hurriedly rushed back, the Martha sitting in the living room remained unmovable like a mountain, completely lacking the thought of changing her mind.
"Martha!"
The room door pushed open, the Fisher flying back from the outskirts hurriedly looked towards the room interior. First seeing the Renee maintaining crossed arms standing at the edge of the living room, who sipped her coffee, revealing a bitter expression, shaking her head almost imperceptibly towards Fisher.
That meaning was very obvious, making Fisher uncontrollably take a deep breath.
If speaking of what matters still made him extremely troubled after everything ended, it had to be three matters.
The first matter was the relationship between the ladies. This went without saying, practically walking a tightrope, perpetually roaming the edges of a scene of fierce conflict.
The second matter was Elizabeth.
The third matter, precisely was the Martha who refused to cooperate with treatment no matter what.
Fisher rubbed the center of his own brows, shaking off the snowflakes falling on his shoulders, deeply fearing the cold wind outside the room would leak in thus hurriedly closing the door. After that he then walked into the living room, looking at the old lady sitting on the sofa still inventorying luggage, unable to help asking,
"What kind of farce is this again, Martha..."
"Didn't Renee tell you? I'm going to Schwari."
"...She did tell me, but it's winter right now, moreover your body is very unwell... Look here, wait until this month passes, it'll immediately be early spring. Waiting until the temperature warms up a bit Renee and I will take you there, alright? These few days have to perform an operation, I told you before, even if you never agreed back then..."
"You don't know, Schwari's spring arrives earlier than Naris's. At this time the grasslands over there all start sprouting green, precisely when the temperature is most suitable."
Fisher didn't pick up the conversation, solely his gaze uncontrollably looking toward the currently emaciated-figured old lady, this made him increasingly eager regarding the operation currently being prepared.
Mrs. Martha was the third incomparably important elder he encountered after losing Nun Teresa, the second being his mentor. After graduating university he perpetually lived together with Martha. To the extent that nowadays when everything concluded, he and Renee also never moved to other places, solely because Martha still lived here, here the place where her passed away children once lived.
Fisher genuinely didn't want to lose Mrs. Martha, towards the Renee behind him it was identically like so.
If one said besides Fisher what else was someone she was intimately familiar with and cared about in this world, that was solely Mrs. Martha this elder who frequently urged marriage once upon a time.
The Mrs. Martha wearing reading glasses looked at the Fisher hesitating to speak before her eyes, she also exhaled a long breath, evidently not the first time she pulled back and forth with Fisher like this.
Caring for elderly old people was always like this, not only must you struggle with the disease entangling their bodies, but also had to fight back and forth with their inherent tempers.
As the proverb goes: There are no filial children before a sickbed, actually it also expresses from another angle just how difficult precisely taking care of elderly patients is.
But this time, Martha interestingly acted out of character being resolute. She chuckled, saying to Fisher,
"Fisher, I agree to your operation."
Fisher who was originally already prepared to debate and the Renee behind him were simultaneously stunned, immediately and subsequently simultaneously brightening their eyes anew,
"What? Truly?"
"Correct..." Martha nodded, but before Fisher could rejoice, she again abruptly amiably raised three fingers, saying, "However, before that I still have three things I must do. Look..."
Talking as she went, Martha miraculously extracted three envelopes from within her bosom anew, written upon them with numbers one, two, and three respectively. She tore open the envelope drawn with the number one, thereby revealing a postcard written with words from within. Fisher raised his eyes to look, written exactly upon it was,
"Got to the border of Schwari and Naris once."
Fisher's formerly-brightening complexion instantly collapsed anew. He rubbed his brow center, just about to refuse when the Renee behind him gently tapped Fisher's shoulder again.
Turning his head back to look, Renee stealthily leaned close saying to Fisher,
"Fisher, the opportunity is rare... Previously Martha had perpetually resisted treatment and we couldn't easily be tough. You can also see it, this time Martha also hasn't lied. With our abilities, delaying to help her finish three matters shouldn't be a difficult thing."
Fisher pondered for a moment, only then having no choice but to turn his head looking at Martha, sighing,
"Alright, Martha. Tell us the three matters, you absolutely must not go by yourself, Renee and I will help you, alright?"
"Hey, I knew it, you guys possess such immense divine powers, even that unpalatable-to-death medicine can be acquired instantly, this trivial matter of mine having your help is also easy to lift... However, you must wait until finishing the previous matter before I can tear open the next matter."
"...You wouldn't have written words like forever not taking medicine or forever not returning in the second and third matters right?"
"Of course not, am I that kind of an old person going back on my words?"
"..."
Fisher remained silent for a moment, immediately and subsequently turning his head looking at Renee. After making eye contact with her, saying,
"Set off."
Fisher lifted those luggage packed by Martha by his side, completely disregarding whether they were useful or not, holding all of them up anyway. Taking care of Martha for so long Fisher also gradually realized, in any case indulging her wishes as much as possible, everything else was utter bullshit.
As for Renee, she had to go bring Martha to change into a slightly warmer set of attire.
Preparation was complete not long after. When Renee finished preparing the wheelchair, pushing the Martha sitting upon it softly whispering something like "I can still walk" walking downstairs, an extra lump of dark green slime had already appeared within the room.
This was the "foreign aid" Fisher called over.
"Hello, Mrs. Martha, I am the Schwari invited over by Mr. Fisher to send you to the Schwari border, you just call me Bach."
"S-what-me?"
"Slime, Madam."
"What slime?"
"Slime, Madam."
"Sli-what?"
"...Right, correct, precisely S-what-me. Are there any other questions, if not we will set off right now."
Fisher and Renee completely covered their faces laughing lightly, truly making others experience everything they experienced over the years.
But fortunately, this Slime stationed at the Naris office wasn't some stubborn fellow. A mere racial name, called wrong was just called wrong.
"Please MR. Fisher properly support the Madam, we will set off immediately... May I ask the destination is?"
"Schwari border, Rahmu Prairie."
Martha smiled faintly, accurately stating the destination without error.
Bach nodded, immediately and subsequently took out the Boundary Flute hidden behind his back, placing it by his mouth, fiercely playing it,
"Bach bach bach bach bach bach bach bach bach bach bach bach!!"
Accompanying the Slime's value golden light fiercely charging out, it entirely enveloped Fisher, Renee, and Mrs. Martha within the house.
Exactly like traversing countless illusory spaces, Renee and Fisher before and after steadied the Martha to sit properly. Yet she chuckled, conversely extremely thrillingly shouting out, as a result coughing after merely shouting once.
Before Fisher could look in concern, a fragrance of green grass surged up his nose tip.
Yet seeing before his eyes, accompanying the Slime's golden light dispersing bit by bit, a broad boundlessly expansive meadow emerged before Fisher and Renee.
The spring breeze was genial. A gentle breeze brushed past that grassland merely just sprouted not even passing the shoe uppers, reflecting an exuberant vitality.
"Ha, I told you, Schwari has already entered spring at this time."
The Mrs. Martha sitting in the wheelchair took a deep breath, speaking exactly like so towards Fisher and Renee.
Fisher nodded, but looking at Mrs. Martha still pursued asking,
"The first matter has already been completed, what about the second?"
Mrs. Martha didn't dawdle either, seemingly proving the sincerity of her promise previously. A light pull, and the second envelope was extracted, handed over to Fisher and Renee.
Fisher and Renee opened it taking a look, within imposingly written was,
"Release a grand fireworks at the Schwari border once."
"Fireworks?"
"Correct."
Mrs. Martha smilingly nodded, subsequently looking toward the Slime Bach aside anew, smilingly saying to him,
"May I trouble you, Sli-whatever..."
Bach didn't dare respond either, solely hurriedly walking toward Fisher, saying to him,
"Mr. Fisher, just let me go fetch it back right, I will return very quickly."
"...Mhm, sorry for the trouble."
Fisher originally wanted to say a "go quickly return quickly" urging phrase, but perhaps due to the intense rich aura of early spring warming up here, making him also uncontrollably soften his tone, merely enjoining slightly over the trouble like so.
As Bach left in response, Mrs. Martha clapped her hands, saying to Fisher and Renee,
"Alright, before then you probably don't mind me taking a stroll in such a beautiful place right?"
"Let me support you, Martha."
"No need, can't you tell my spirit is very good right now... Additionally, this wheelchair of yours is that whatever Cardinal one, doesn't even need me to push to walk by itself... I'm truly getting old, seeing these things makes me feel I shouldn't simultaneously exist with an antique like me."
Martha shook her head, immediately and subsequently stabilizing her reading glasses. Pressing a button on the neighboring Cardinal wheelchair's buttons, that wheelchair slowly walked forward, carrying Martha toward the green field before their eyes,
"Alright, children, open the luggage, later we can still enjoy tea and snacks."
Fisher put down the luggage, Renee opened that luggage. Stuffed inside was a large heap of things, a good several boxes of desserts, teabags, kettle, napkins...
Everything for an outing was prepared inside.
Renee opened her mouth, unable to help complaining,
"How on earth was this prepared completely within an entire morning..."
"Haha, do you truly feel I prepared it within an entire morning? You ah, those two identical together with Fisher ceaselessly watched me, a bit of rustle in the wind making you easily startled, how was it possible to prepare entirely within an entire morning. I've already prepared for a month, taking a bit every morning, then putting the suitcase under the bed, accumulating little to make much huh."
"Huh?"
Martha's wheelchair carried her traveling back anew. She looked at the speechless Renee and Fisher before her eyes, softly saying,
"Alright, quickly lay them out. I am already unable to wait wanting to enjoy those delicious things."
"Martha..."
"Today I'll just eat a little bit, rest assured."
Hearing this, Fisher and Renee only then meticulously laid out those jam-packed things within the luggage one by one. Not to mention, it truly possessed that sort of appearance. When everything was laid out even Renee couldn't help but marvel.
A gentle breeze brushed over the early spring grassland, the perfectly timed sunlight brought warmth. Upon the unmanned broad prairie, a blanket large enough to accommodate three-four people lying flat with various exquisite delicious desserts.
Merely thinking of it made one comfortable, exactly like taking an afternoon nap making one profoundly relaxed.
"This is also too opulent... Moreover, so retro, not to mention the recent ten years, even in the recent several decades of Naris there probably wasn't anyone doing this right?"
Renee picked up a piece of pastry meticulously examining it, praising like so.
"When we were young we frequently took outings, because at that time the forests and grasslands outside the city hadn't been cultivated yet, the river also lacked garbage and stink discharged from various factories. We took advantage of the spring scenery to come with our families to enjoy this sort of life, nominally enjoying nature, enjoying family, actually it was precisely having nothing to do. Exactly like this, watching the children running amok screaming all over the mountains and plains, we chatted, ate desserts, then lay on the blanket alongside resting..."
Martha narrowed her eyes, the arc traced by the corners of her mouth also hooking up the arc of time flying by,
"Didn't feel it back then, now recalling it... tsk tsk, truly ten thousand gold couldn't exchange for it ah."
Renee looked at the dessert in her hand. She broke off a small piece, arriving by Martha's side, letting her taste the flavor once more.
She meticulously chewed a bit, smilingly saying,
"It's different from the past flavor..."
Fisher consoled saying: "So much time has passed already, the purchased desserts also aren't from the identical store, the flavor definitely has changes."
But Martha merely shook her head, saying,
"How is it this complicated, these desserts are simple, no matter how made it's identical flavor. It's solely me becoming old, my tongue already aged to unable to taste its original flavor, solely able to rely on the flavor still tastable today as casting a brick to attract jade, recalling the taste within memory..."
Hearing this Fisher also gently broke off a piece putting it into his mouth. Under meticulous chewing, that sweetness was perfectly just right, extremely delicious.
Martha was always a good hand at buying things, whichever store in the city had the best quality and was most affordable she knew entirely, even purchasing desserts followed this kind of principle.
He took another piece anew, passing it to Renee to taste. After tasting it she nodded, saying,
"Delicious."
"Delicious, being delicious is precisely right. After eating you can give birth to a big fat boy. When I was young I didn't hit eating other things at all, uniquely ate this, ate once pregnant once. I was afraid of pain findings it troublesome therefore didn't eat this anymore, so perfectly neatly, having two big fat boys."
Renee's face flushed red anew. She covered her own face, totally not daring to tell Martha precisely what kind of appearance her true body was.
Entirely did it with avatars and Fisher, making little Fisher constantly shout 'Command Center, I can't find the target ah ah ah ah!!!'
If the true body possessed a big fat boy...
That would truly be a "big fat boy" then...
Renee didn't dare to imagine.
Fisher was unable to help laughing, not knowing if he already thought of this layer of Fisher, making Renee even more shyly flustered. Smashing a fist onto his shoulder, subsequently dumping all those desserts on the blanket into his body all at once,
"You eat, you eat a bit more, you give birth."
"?"
Fisher blinked his eyes, an innocent face pointing to himself, seemingly silently saying,
"Me?"
That appearance made Renee roughly realize she guessed wrong, perhaps he wasn't thinking of that. But she was so coy she momentarily couldn't put aside her pride to apologize, thereby snorting once, taking back a piece from his bosom anew, exactly as if this was precisely apologizing.
Women's concessions always hid in places men couldn't understand. You would even feel completely baffled, unable to realize she already said sorry... mhm, said it at the bottom of her heart.
"Haha, precisely like this only resembles a family."
Martha yet seemingly deciphered Renee this book. She oh-oh chuckled, looking at the picturesque profoundly tranquil surrounding prairie landscape, uncontrollably exclaiming with emotion,
"Truly beautiful ah, here..."
Fisher picked up a piece of dessert from within his bosom. Raising his eyes looking towards the complex-gazed Martha before his eyes, hesitating for a moment, he still said,
"Mrs. Martha, if I didn't guess wrong, here is exactly..."
"Mhm..." Mrs. Martha's eyes dimmed a few degrees. She nodded saying, "Here is exactly the place Schwalie and Naris once engaged in battle, also exactly the place my two sons lost their lives. The eldest son was directly buried here, the youngest son was somewhat more filial, even knew to return to see me once..."
Renee knew Martha's past affairs, Fisher told her when she just moved in.
She perhaps should have expected it early on, Martha traveling from afar disregarding thousands of miles to come to this place, how could she totally lacking a special purpose.
Perhaps, she precisely came here to see her eldest son once... but speaking of it strangely, living in Martha's house for so many years, entirely actually never saw Martha going to the cemetery to visit anyone. Wasn't her younger son sent back?
Seemingly seeing Renee's doubt, Martha smiled relieved, saying to her,
"Here is not my first time coming. The previous time Renee came, I brought my younger son's ashes here scattering them... him and his elder brother were inseparable shadows since childhood, even their unit was identically the same one. Having his legs bombed off before returning home to breathe his last, he continuously crying said to me, 'Mom, elder brother is still on the battlefield, I can't find him anymore, I still want to go back to find him'...
"Indeed, their feelings were so good, even returning to see me he ultimately still had to go find his elder brother. Naris's army couldn't find his elder brother's corpse and bones, stating he might possibly have been bombed to smithereens by bombs, an entire company besides his younger brother completely died in action, how could anyone still recognize him. So I complied with the younger brother's wish, leaving him here, hoping he could find his elder brother underground, also solely he alone could find him then..."
Renee's fingers trembled, seemingly wanting to urge Martha not to speak anymore, deeply afraid she would have her emotions fluctuate due to this painful memory.
Fortunately, before she opened her mouth to persuade him to stop, behind them, a swath of Slime's golden light enveloped down, causing Martha's words to be unable to continue.
It was exactly the Bach bringing fireworks who returned.
"I returned, Mrs. Martha."
"Excellent, thank you, Sli..."
Before Martha opened her mouth, Bach thus hurriedly raised the incomparably massive fireworks in his hands, speaking like so.
"No need to thank, Madam. Do you require me to ignite them for you all?"
"That's truly wonderful, thank you."
Bach glanced at Fisher. Following Fisher's nod, he hugged that incomparably massive fireworks hopping away toward the distance.
Those fireworks were exceptionally massive, the ones the Slimes prepared definitely were the best, therefore required a certain distance to ensure the best viewing of the fireworks.
Watching that Slime gradually depart, Fisher's expression conversely gradually became serious. He looked at the Martha before his eyes. Taking a deep breath hurriedly crouching down, stating to her,
"Martha, now you can tell me what the third matter is right?"
"Don't rush, isn't this still not ignited yet?"
"Martha!"
Fisher abruptly extended his hand, gently gripping the hand Martha hid beneath that heavy clothing. Trailing along Fisher's palm, tremor transmitted in endless streams from that emaciated arm...
"You don't stubbornly bear it anymore... your body has already reached the limit."
"...You saw through me huh, Fisher."
Indeed, just now when Martha's emotions revealed narrating her two passed away children, Fisher already noticed the concealment she exposed due to her emotion circulating.
Her recovering her spirit after arriving here was completely a facade, actually her body inherently had already reached its limits. Therefore Fisher was precisely this anxious at this moment, wanting to directly take her back to undergo the operation.
"Go back with me, Martha, right now."
Yet Martha merely smiled withdrawing her head shaking it, saying toward Fisher,
"I still must finish these three matters to do."
"Martha!"
Renee also alongside gently pulled her wheelchair. She shook her head saying,
"Mrs. Martha, look at me... you know we completely cannot bear to lose you. Treat it as us begging you, let's go back right now. Fisher has already completed preparations for the operation, upon returning he can help you. When you recover we coming over again is also perfectly fine ah, we healthily over again for an outing, is this impossible?"
Yet looking at the Fisher and Renee before her eyes, Martha merely smiled bitterly. She conversely asked,
"Fisher, Renee, do you really think I don't know, those medicines you stealthily fed me were actually absolutely not ordinary things right? To the extent that even you two, identically absolutely aren't ordinary people. Just that green thing able to freely go and come within a thousand miles just now, he is this respectful toward you two... But even if displaying divine powers like you two, actually you still never discovered these things I stealthily accumulated every day, why is this?"
Martha exactly exactly like talking to herself, answered her own question,
"Because ah, you are afraid of losing me. Your dread towards losing is already heavier than the matters you inherently should pay attention to. Think carefully, taking care of a dying person like me day and night, is this exactly the newlywed life you yearn for?"
"Martha, this is entirely different, you clearly know we are completely willing and happy to..."
"Indeed, exactly because you are willing and happy to, only then letting me inevitably make this determination in the end. Previously I swallowed those tonic medicines also entirely for the sake of you two. I also thought, not wanting to make you two heartbroken, not wanting to let you two be disappointed, therefore stubbornly grating my teeth holding on... until that day, you and Renee said to me, wanting to undergo that operation able to let me recover my health..."
"Is there anything slightly bad regarding this?"
Martha didn't open her mouth. Merely precisely at this moment, behind them, a beam of light fiercely broke through the sky, emitting a rumble.
"Boom!"
It was the fireworks getting ignited.
Martha's eyes slightly brightened. She didn't respond to Fisher's question, conversely raising her head, exactly exactly like completely pouring her attention looking toward those fireworks in the sky.
"Boom!"
Another round of resplendent fireworks exploded open, completely occupying half the sky.
Fisher and Renee still watched Martha, however Martha solely watched the sky. Within her cloudy pupils, those fireworks curled up ripples, unrolling the veil of memory.
She pointed at the sky, abruptly stating,
"My two sons both very much liked fireworks. During the nighttime in Naris, they'd sneak to the outskirts to release fireworks. At that time Naris lacked street lamps, I was worried they couldn't find the road back home, yet they said, 'Fireworks are this bright, shining in our eyes, the road heading home is clearly distinct'. In the past I inherently wanted to come here to release fireworks for them, but here is a sensitive territory. Gunpowder completely couldn't be brought over, perpetually entirely lacked the opportunity to release them for them..."
Hearing this Fisher and Renee unavoidably also slightly felt moved. They coinciding without prior agreement turned their heads looking backward, looking toward the incomparably resplendent, extraordinarily brilliant fireworks in the sky.
"Bang!"
Round after round, cluster upon cluster of firelight exploded open in the sky, bursting forth to the most dazzling radiance, then turning into smoke and dust, bit by bit disappearing in mid-air.
Exactly at this moment, behind them, Martha's those icy cold hands miraculously tremblingly rested upon the shoulders of Fisher and Renee.
They were slightly stunned. Just preparing to turn their heads back looking at Martha, Martha yet softly opened her mouth, stopping their movements,
"Fisher, Renee, I am a human ah, as long as ones a human there will perpetually be that day of dying. I can postpone my death via operation, but that death will also perpetually inevitably descend again one day. Even if you killed Death itself, tampering with His rules it's also to no avail. Because His death also proved, all things and all matters all have that day of being eliminated, while your actions are nothing but postponing the arrival of this day...
"Precisely exactly like wanting to retain those fleeting fireworks, thereby not sparing any cost wanting to grasp them. Remaining entirely unaware what is grasped wasn't that brilliance, but struggling on the verge of death fire dust."
"Bang!!"
Another round of fireworks exploded open in mid-air following directly after the dust of the former's vanishing, extending its beautiful petals. Before that incomparably dazzling beautiful scenery, Martha's hands bit by bit powerlessly withdrew,
"I treat you two like my other two children, a pair of inherently should-be incomparably happy newlywed married couple. You should enjoy and blaze the life belonging to you two, instead of stubbornly clinging onto me."
Looking at the exploding sparks in the sky, Fisher unavoidably wetted his eye sockets, merely uncontrollably asking,
"Then what about you, Martha?"
"Me? I exactly exactly like that cluster of fireworks you exploded previously away, I educated two heroes, experienced the warmth of childhood, youth, family and familial affection, and now witnessed you two. Can this perhaps still be not enough?"
"We... solely merely need to be able to stay by your side slightly longer, Martha."
"Long, then how long exactly until when... all beauty has a time of vanishing, even if prolonging to the future, there will ultimately be this day after all..."
Martha's voice lowered bit by bit, like those brilliant fireworks extinguishing bit by bit,
"My beauty has already ascended the sky, burned, blossomed over... don't let my extinguishing become the obstacle on the path of your beauty's ascending. Unlikely there be any cluster of fireworks being obstructed by the dust of predecessors thus unable to blossom right..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Those firelights fiercely dashed fully across the firmament, up until the final moment, round following directly after round, resounding through mid-air then gradually quieting down again...
Indeed, even the most resplendent fireworks, there would ultimately also be that moment of stopping.
Of course you can go inherently buy another cluster, igniting and releasing it, then waiting for this cluster to extinguish again before purchasing the next cluster...
But perhaps the fireworks of this world wouldn't entirely be finished igniting one day?
Perhaps the remainder of your life should be occupied by never-ending fireworks entirely?
No one would constantly ignite fireworks for the sake of that beauty, there's also no one attempting to entirely ignite the fireworks of the entire world. We all solely will quietly stand in the identical place, looking at it erupt the most magnificent brilliance, looking at it gradually fading, looking at it bit by bit disappearing, preserving it in our hearts, then waiting...
Waiting for the next chance encounter, waiting for the next blossoming of it.
Fisher and Renee received that final round of sky-ascending fireworks into their gaze, turning their heads back, yet solely seeing the Martha with head lowered down, completely lost all vitality.
She merely maintained a smile, maintaining an appearance of happiness and satisfaction, seeing the fireworks she hoped her two sons buried here wished to see...
She merely maintained the action of wanting to hand over something, merely lost strength midway. Hence that hand gripping an envelope that way went soft upon her thigh.
That was, the envelope writing the final matter she hoped to complete.
Renee already choked with tears. She merely fundamentally momentarily couldn't accept, couldn't accept a cared about soul disappearing exhaustively entirely before her eyes...
While Fisher merely gently reached out, retrieving back that envelope Mrs. Martha originally prepared to hand out. He opened it, inside was similarly a postcard.
On the postcard, written elegantly and gracefully in Naris language was,
"Hopfe Fisher and Renee live happily on."
(End of Chapter)