Free Web NovelChapter 12: Chapter 12 — Aunt Suna. (1)
"Mom, I’m going to take a walk outside."
After informing Amber, Kael stepped out of the house. She was busy with her pottery work and merely acknowledged him with a distracted, "Mm-hmm."
With that, Kael began strolling down the paved village road, taking in the scenery on both sides of the street.
As he walked, he couldn’t help but analyze the level of civilization in this world.
The villagers had mastered brickmaking well enough to construct sturdy houses and pave the main roads.
Although each home had its own unique touches, the overall design remained remarkably similar. Every property consisted of a modest house surrounded by either a spacious lawn or a cultivated garden, depending on the owner’s preference.
Each plot was enclosed by a simple wooden fence that marked its boundaries. Most homes also had a small workshop or storage shed, much like the pottery workshop behind his own house where Amber crafted clay pots using magic.
Outside a few of the houses, Kael noticed large, gentle-looking creatures chewing lazily on grass.
"Those must be the Ritgas..."
The name surfaced from Ryu’s memories.
They were domesticated animals commonly raised for milk and occasionally used to pull carts or transport goods. Families that owned Ritgas could meet most of their own dairy needs, while households like Kael’s relied on the village’s communal dairy farm for fresh milk.
The weather was pleasant.
The sun shone brightly overhead while a few fluffy clouds drifted lazily across the deep blue sky. A cool breeze occasionally rustled the leaves, making the afternoon feel surprisingly refreshing. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
It was peaceful.
Much more peaceful than life on Earth.
As he continued walking, Kael noticed that only a handful of villagers were outside. Most of those he passed were women tending to gardens, carrying baskets of fruit, or chatting with their neighbors.
"So most of the men must be working in the orchards or the community farms," he murmured to himself.
The village appeared to operate on a simple division of labor, with nearly everyone contributing in one way or another.
Lost in thought, Kael continued wandering until he found himself standing in front of a house that was slightly larger than the others.
It was well maintained, with a wider garden and a sturdier fence surrounding the property.
But that wasn’t the reason he had stopped.
Something—or rather, someone—had caught his attention.
Kael walked along the edge of the property, lost in thought, when he caught sight of movement near the neighbor’s garden fence.
Expecting a stray animal, he looked over, only to freeze. A burly man with thick facial hair was standing there, deeply engrossed in a conversation with a woman who had her back turned to Kael.
He paused. She was standing in the soft, afternoon sunlight, adjusting a set of decorative vines on a trellis. She was dressed in a thin, translucent silk tunic that clung to her frame, shifting fluidly with every motion of her body.
Kael found it impossible to look away. She was undeniably striking, possessing a mature, refined beauty that felt dangerous.
Her skin was flushed a soft rose color, and the thin fabric of her tunic pulled taut, revealing the sharp, heavy silhouette of her breasts against the light. She looked effortlessly erotic,
He started to turn away, unwilling to intrude, when a voice called out, "Hey, Kael? Is that you?"
The man was still occupied, but the woman turned her head. Her striking blue eyes were unmistakable.
Kael realized with a jolt that he recognized her—it was his Aunt Suna. He took a few hesitant steps toward the fence, keeping his gaze firmly on her face to avoid the awkwardness of the situation. freewebnσvel.cѳm
"Hey, Aunt Suna," Kael said, offering a polite, if slightly strained, smile.Trying to keep his eyes on her face while his gaze flickered involuntarily to the way her tunic dipped, showing a tantalizing glimpse of lace and skin.
"How are you feeling, Kael?" she asked, her tone warm and maternal as she wiped some garden soil from her hands.
"You were completely unconscious when I came by to check on you two days ago. I was so worried about my favorite nephew."
Kael felt a wave of relief that his initial assumption had not been wrong about her being his Aunt.
"I woke up yesterday morning, Aunt. I’ve mostly recovered from the injury, though my memory is still a bit hazy on the details."
"Oh, that is wonderful news," Suna replied, gesturing toward the house behind her. "Thank the Goddess Gaia for her grace; we were all so worried about you."
Kael nodded, appreciating her genuine concern. "Thank you, Aunt. It’s good to be back."
"You should go inside and visit with Kyro for a while," she suggested with a knowing smile.
"He’s been pacing around the house since he heard about your accident. He’d love to see that you’re doing well. I’m just finishing up some work with this garden consultant, but I’ll be inside in a short while to check on both of you."
Kael waved a quick goodbye and headed toward the house, his mind racing. The garden consultant had remained silent and stoic, not even acknowledging his presence, which Kael found slightly odd but ultimately harmless.
As he approached the porch, he realized he didn’t know who "Kyro" was, but the name felt familiar, like a ghost of a memory struggling to break through the surface.
He took a deep breath, deciding that he would have to play along and let his interactions with this "Kyro" reveal the nature of their relationship.
He was learning that in this world, familial bonds were perhaps more complex and open than he had ever imagined, and he needed to navigate them with the same careful curiosity he had applied to everything else since his arrival.
Kael stepped inside the house after acknowledging his aunt with a simple nod and a quiet, "Yes, Auntie."
According to Kael’s memories, Kyro was one of the people he remembered most vividly. There were two reasons for that.
First, Kyro was his cousin.
Second, they were practically inseparable.
Kael had never been a particularly social child. Throughout his entire childhood, he had only two close friends in Korua Town.
The first was Kyro.
The second was Rico.
Kyro and Kael were both rather quiet and reserved, while Rico was the complete opposite. He was loud, energetic, and never hesitated to speak his mind. Together, the three of them had spent countless days running through the orchards, climbing trees, and playing around the village.
Over the past year, however, their carefree days had become less frequent.
They were all nearing the age when children awakened their magical affinity. Once that happened, they would be expected to help their families and contribute to the community, leaving far less time for childish games.
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