The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 62

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"But... Mother...?"

"Your mother is just a woman who gave birth to you. What could she possibly understand?" His uncle placed a heavy hand on his shoulder. "Stay around women too long and you'll grow weak. Remember who you are."

Little Naoya didn't yet understand what any of that really meant, but he worshipped his elders—so he remembered every single word they said.

Oh. He thought. I'm the future head of the clan. Their status will never be above mine—especially not women.

They represent weakness. I'm meant to stand above them—even if one of them is my mother.

As he grew older, he was fed more and more of the so-called elite education that came with being part of a prestigious sorcerer family.

When his cousins Maki and Mai were born, he'd casually thought, Ah, they're girls.

People said, "One day, they'll all be under your command."

Later on, one cousin had barely any talent, and the other couldn't even see curses at all.

He thought, Useless girls. At least their faces are decent enough.

People said, "They're worthless. One day, you'll have the right to control them."

Women were subordinates. Women had to be obedient. They were useless—and that was how it should be. They were supposed to quietly follow three steps behind a man.

Yes, that was what he believed to be right. That was what he was taught. That was the belief he had grown up with.

He was a Zen'in clan heir! A genius who had inherited the Projection Sorcery technique! The one groomed to become the future head of the Zen'in family!!

"......" Naoya clenched his jaw. In the pitch-black void, he shut his eyes tight.

...But... but...

That sickly, frail-looking silver-haired girl around his age—she had outrun him easily the first time they met. His proud technique couldn't even keep up with her.

She'd started her own company, even brought in Toji—the one Naoya had always looked up to—and now worked on her own out in the field.

In the incomplete domain of a special-grade curse, she moved freely, fought fearlessly, and wasn't the least bit panicked. She told him to stay behind her.

—And all of that was supposed to be wrong, wasn't it?

Based on everything he'd ever been taught, of course he was supposed to interrupt her, act high and mighty, and mock her.

But if he had just listened to her and stepped back—he wouldn't have been caught up in the sea of vines... he might've actually survived.

Naoya's thoughts spiraled into chaos. His lips were pressed in a hard, straight line.

In the end, wasn't this all her fault for not acting like a proper woman should? Why did a woman have to be this strong? Why start her own company? Why stand out front and face danger?

But—didn't all of that just prove... that a woman could be strong? That she could stand on her own in front?

He'd heard of Yuki Tsukumo before—one of those rumored special-grade sorcerers—but she had always felt like a far-off fairy tale.

But now, this silver-haired girl was right here beside him, doing all these things that defied everything he was raised to believe—things that shattered the ideals instilled in him since childhood.

Maybe they were defiant.

But which side was right? And which side was wrong?

The vines closed in. The oxygen thinned. His consciousness began to drift.

"......" Naoya's sharp, upturned eyes half-lidded as he stared blankly at the dark red vines writhing in the void ahead, his mind caught in a loop of dull, heavy words.

Right. Wrong.

Truth. Lie.

Orthodoxy. Heresy.

Who's right, and who's wrong?

Suddenly, a flash of light broke into his vision. His fading mind barely registered it—he just slowly lifted his eyelids—

That flash of light grew even brighter—then suddenly tore wide open like something had ripped through the darkness from the outside!

The layers of dark red vines burst apart, and from beyond the shadows, a pair of hands grabbed Naoya's arms and yanked him out with force!

The dazzling light hit him all at once. Naoya squinted instinctively, eyes not yet used to the sudden brightness. A few seconds later, he finally saw it clearly—a blindingly golden mushroom (with a Band-Aid over its mouth).

—And the silver-haired girl holding it.

"Hellooo, hellooo! Can you hear me?" Chihori waved her hand in front of his face. "You okay, Naoya-kun?"

"You suddenly rushed ahead just now, and I didn't even have time to react before you got swept away," Chihori said, tilting her head.

"Speaking of that, boys and girls charging ahead is one thing, but you were practically sprinting. Too bad there's no fridge at the end of this round—only vine monsters."

"......" Her familiar, breezy voice rambled on beside him. Naoya lay flat on the ground, slowly recovering his strength. After a moment, he lifted a hand and lightly covered his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Chihori blinked.

Naoya Zen'in, unexpectedly, didn't respond.

No usual sarcasm, no snapbacks. No explanations, no follow-up questions. Just a rare, quiet stillness.

Maybe only his outward self was quiet—inside his mind, thoughts were likely spinning in tangled loops.

"......"

After a short pause, Chihori held the blinding Sun-shroom closer to his face. "Wake up! Hang in there! Don't fall asleep on me! Open your eyes and look at your child!!"

Naoya: "......"

Naoya: "That's not my child! I have nothing to do with it!!"

Chihori (satisfied): "Good. You're bursting with energy again, Naoya-kun."

System: [Chihori, have you seriously started using that line as some kind of wake-up incantation?!]

System: [Also, stop interrupting people during their internal character development!!]

Naoya lay on the ground. It was only after he instinctively blurted out his reply that he realized how quiet everything around him had become.

Naoya: "...Where's that special-grade cursed spirit?"

Chihori tilted her head. "Seems like it got carried off by another cursed spirit."

"A—another cursed spirit?"

"Just now I used up all of today's Squash supply, tossed out a Sun-shroom flash grenade, planted a whole ring of zero-cost Puff-shrooms, gave the vine monster a few spinning love slaps with the sunflower—and right when the incomplete domain broke, I was about to swing a pumpkin helmet at it when suddenly this gorgeous flower field popped up on the ground."

Chihori pressed her hands together.

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