The story of how I, who became the beloved child of Winter Fenrir, was healed from despair

Ch73 - Last Epilogue [Fenrir Arc] ★ Manga Adaptation [Winter Fenrir Epilogue: 3]



Chapter 73: Last Epilogue [Fenrir Arc]
[Winter Fenrir Epilogue: 3]
(From El’s perspective)

The walls of Felsnow Castle are white, and the roof is blue. In winter, it towers like another snow-covered mountain, but against the backdrop of the green earth after the snow melts, its whiteness stands out brilliantly. You can really feel the intention of the architect who designed it.

“Um, did Lady Winter say something?”

Michela asks me with a gentle smile, lowering her eyebrows. She crouches down to meet the gaze of the small magical wolf.

Ah, I’m sorry! I forgot that since I’m a beast, you can’t understand words…! It’s not good to make the future queen take such a position.

I place my little wolf paw softly on the back of Michela’s hand (I can hear the royal family’s coughs in the background, as their faith in magical wolves remains unshaken) and change the magical wolf’s fur.

Pulling on Michela’s hand, I transformed into my human form.

Enveloped in a shimmering silver magical light, the two girls stand up. My half-beast form hasn’t changed since I was 22.

My spring outfit is a graceful silver mini dress with a refreshing cape that looks like it’s made of ice. Around my neck is a pearl necklace born from tears. As I put my heels down, a sound like the tinkling of icicles resonates.

And then, my cherry blossom-colored hair sways in the spring breeze.

“Ta-da! I’m Cherry Blossom Fenrir!”

I declare with a smile in front of Michela, causing her cheeks to blush. In her big eyes, my smiling figure as the Winter Princess is reflected. I really think Fenrir’s magical power has made me beautiful.

When I wiggle my beast ears, my tail sways too… Hmm, I’m still not accustomed to controlling it. It’s my own body, but still…

—Is everyone in the kingdom frozen? Are you all okay?

“You know, Fenrir is cherry blossom-colored too.”
“We’re matching.”

Fenrir takes on his human form and stands beside me. His cherry blossom-colored hair gently sways at his shoulders. It’s a shame that I can’t admire Fenrir’s long hair anymore, but our tails secretly brush against each other, and that ticklish sensation makes me blush… We held hands behind our backs and smiled at each other.

“Whoa—!”
“Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!”
“Fenrir-sama’s, his fur is…!”
“His outfit is so light!”
“Hair!!! Aaaah!!!”

Calm down, believers!

Yet, the reflexes to support people who seem about to fall with a bang! are impressive. They understand that this will happen. The faith in magical wolves is incredible.

Everyone’s legs are trembling.

Fenrir hadn’t shown his form for a long time, and they had pent-up faith, so this year’s overwhelming appearance must be overwhelming for them.

I understand.

“Fenrir-sama.”
“Chris. It’s been a while.”
“Fenrir-sama has transitioned from his winter coat. It has changed into a pelt for other seasons, and this affects his hair as well… Is that interpretation correct?”

Prince Christopher asks, holding a thick book. That’s the booklet he’s studying with Grea about the cave writings, isn’t it?

“That’s right.”

Oh, I answered without thinking. This was something the current Fenrir should have said.

Chris accidentally made eye contact with me, swayed a bit, but stood firm. There was a heavy sound as he landed on the ground. Ohhh!

I can feel his growth!

“Thank you for your answer! E-El-sama.”
“Yeah. But, you know, I jumped in to answer when the current Fenrir should have… I’m sorry. I’ll be careful next time. I just ended up speaking in our usual friendly tone…”

Chris collapsed.

I feel kind of bad…

He cleverly fell, covering his head with his arms, probably trying to break his fall. Did he train to brace for the impact of Fenrir?

Oh, there’s blood?! Are you okay?!

“Brother, please stand up.”

Michela’s cold voice!!!

Take care of him—! He’s worked hard; you should acknowledge that!

“I-I’m okay.”
“Please maintain your okay-ness.”

Grea’s comments are quite strict. But while helping Chris stand, it seems like she also healed him, as the blood remnants disappeared. What a relief. It’s good that the snow mountain investigator and assistant get along well.

Even in her human form, Grea doesn’t look much different from winter. She ties her long purple hair behind her neck. Her outfit is slightly lighter.

“What’s wrong, El-sama? That gaze.”
“I was just thinking that Grea’s hair hasn’t changed in length. It’s surprising, really.”
“…It’s surprising indeed. This hair color stands out, so I keep it long. It makes it easier for the assistant to find me; it’s less of a hassle, right?”

So that’s the reason.

I soften my gaze and gaze at Grea’s hair.

“Your beautiful purple hair is something I can’t help but stare at.”

Grea hid behind Chris.

What kind of ultimate avoidance is that?

“…That’s precisely it, El-sama.”
“Huh? What do you mean? Fenrir likes Grea’s purple hair too, right?”
“Ah, I think it’s a good color.”

“I will love you forever!!!!”

Grea’s scream echoed.

Everyone nodded deeply, satisfied, without being put off by that. It truly represents the national character of Felsnow.

“It seems our casual chat has prolonged. Now, everyone, please come inside the castle. We have prepared spring Felsnow local cuisine.”
“Got it.”

Fenrir replied.

Yay! I made it through!

I almost blurted out how excited I am, but I held back. First, Fenrir should answer, and then it’s my turn.

“The winter dishes were very delicious, so I’m looking forward to what we can eat in spring!”
“Hehe. Thanks to the winter snow, the magical power has permeated the earth, making the blessings of spring very abundant. We are deeply grateful to Fenrir-sama.”

Michela bows. She lowers her waist, slightly tilting her head, and brings her palms together in front of her chest.

Somehow, the Felsnow bow, which has a strong impression, suits her dignified presence very well.

After the future queen bows, the citizens follow suit.

Thinking that the king also followed Michela, it means that even though she hasn’t inherited the crown yet, Michela already holds a strong position.

When I made a delicate ice tiara for Michela, she smiled happily.

I’ll have to study the customs of the Felsnow royal family again.

As we walked down the corridor, I asked about today’s plans.

“First and foremost, I hope you will enjoy the meal without reservation. Then, I would like to discuss the contents of the world conference.”
“Understood. …El, you don’t have to be so stiff. Today is just a meal and a discussion, and whenever you move, I or Grea will be beside you. We won’t leave you alone.”
“Thank you.”

I unconsciously tensed my shoulders.

The world conference… Apparently, there’s a chance for all the countries to gather at the border of each season. They will report on the previous season and communicate plans for the upcoming season.

In other words, it will revolve around the winter of Felsnow and the spring of the green country.

The green…

…….

Just as I began to think, a wonderful scent tickled my nose.

As the doors to the great hall opened, I was enveloped in a delightful aroma.

“Whoa…!”

Oh, my tail is wagging like crazy.

Wait, my feelings are reflected even more than my beast ears…!

“Shall we go?”

Fenrir chuckled and took my hand.

His large hand.

His fingers are long and beautiful, yet have a masculine thickness to them.

As my hand rested in his, I felt gently enveloped.

Ah, I feel protected.

(I love you)

Carrying my feelings on the wind, I tickled Fenrir’s beast ears, causing his tail to sway slightly.

I couldn’t help but grin, thinking of how delicious the food looked.

I’m sorry for making Chris collapse again.


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