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Reincarnation Fetish V1 Ch3

 03 Reunion with Black Hair

The king's voice echoed in the Oracle Hall, trying to maintain its dignity, though it was clear he was nervous.

It makes sense, though. He's standing in front of a man with an unknown and mysterious skill, so it's natural to be afraid.

The attendants, nervously watching us, show more clearly on their faces than the king.

"I've never heard of your skill, nor can I even imagine it. What is it?"

The king only knows the names of "skills" and "magic," but the actual usage is known only to the user themselves.

It is an unspoken rule not to ask unless the person reveals it themselves. Normally, even the king should not inquire about it.

"What is this skill with the name 'Fetish control' that carries the name of our kingdom? It may be an important skill, please tell me."

The king's gaze upon me was serious, probably wanting to know, even at the risk of breaking the rules.

"U-uh... well..."

I hesitated, unable to say anything... I couldn't explain it...

The method of using "Fetish Control" that appeared in my mind was...

I can learn the "fetish" of the person I touch with the symbol on the palm of my right hand.

I can manipulate the "fetish" of the person I touch with the symbol on the palm of my right hand.

That was all I knew, and even I didn't understand its meaning.

I didn't even know how to explain it to them, especially since they didn't even know the meaning of the word "fetish."

I had to cover it up somehow...

"Ah, Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am still unskilled, and I haven't fully grasped the nature of my skill."

I wasn't lying. Usually, skills and magic are understood gradually by the user as they continue using them.

"I can't fully understand my skill right away. In order not to provide false information, please allow me to report once I have mastered it. I will surely use it to help the kingdom!"

I hurriedly spoke and bowed deeply.

Please let me off the hook! Please! Your Majesty!

"... Hmm, I understand. Once you've mastered your skill, be sure to let me know."

Phew! Thank you, Your Majesty!

"Yes! I promise!"

I bowed even lower, almost pressing my forehead to the ground.

I somehow managed to get through it. Explaining "fetish" here would have been hell.

"Well then, excuse me!"

I turned around quickly and hurried out of the castle. I couldn’t bear to be probed any further.

I hurriedly made my exit. Apologies, Your Majesty.

For now, I headed toward the Magic Technician Guild "Wolf Barren," where Lucia should be working.

To reunite with my beloved Lucia, my beloved black-haired girl...

 

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The Magic Technician Guild "Wolf Barren" was one of the top guilds in the kingdom.

Lucia had already made a name for herself as a magic technician and swordswoman there.

It made sense; she was strong, beautiful, and had that gorgeous black hair.

"Wolf Barren" was based in a prime location in the royal capital, with a large and impressive building, befitting a famous guild.

And now, I would finally meet Lucia again...

I tried to suppress my racing heart as I approached the door.

"Bang!"

The door was flung open from the inside, and a man stepped out.

He looked older than me, probably around twenty. With short hair, average build, and a sword on his back, he seemed to be a magic technician belonging to the guild.

"Eh? Who are you?"

The man glared at me as soon as he saw me, looking like trouble.

"Ah, sorry, I just need to... excuse me."

I tried to slip past him, not wanting to waste time with this guy. I had to meet Lucia as soon as possible.

"Oi, wait! Don’t just walk in!"

The man lifted his leg and blocked my path, like a scene from a comic.

"You're not trying to join this guild, are you?"

I hadn't decided whether to join the guild yet, but right now, all I could think about was meeting Lucia.

"Ah, well... yes."

I gave a vague answer, prioritizing getting inside.

"What?! Are you serious? You think someone like you could join? I'll kill you!"

The man yelled at me, glaring. I was a little surprised to see such a blatant thug here.

"Guild registration is supposed to be free, right?"

"What?! You think the guild’s status wouldn’t drop if someone like you joined? Are you mocking me?"

The words "When did I show you my power?" almost slipped out, but I managed to hold them back.

This is getting annoying... I just want to see Lucia.

I wondered what kind of face Lucia would make when we reunited.

Maybe she would say "I missed you!" and hug me... that would be...

"N-no, you're so creepy..."

"Shinpa, what’s all this racket in front of the guild?"

A cool female voice came from inside... Could it be...

The woman who had heard the commotion came out.

I lost my words as soon as I saw her...

What I saw was long, straight black hair, shimmering like a raven's feather, reaching down to her waist.

It was the very hair I had dreamed about, the black hair of my ideal... Finally, I met her again...

That beautiful hair belonged to only one person in the world... Lucia.

With long, delicate eyelashes and cool eyes, her hair was like the strength of her will, and her black eyes were equally sharp.

She had a well-defined face, with small, beautiful lips that looked like cherry blossoms.

Her hands were small, yet her chest was ample, with a waist that made you want to embrace her and long, graceful legs like a gazelle's.

She looked just like the girl in my memories, or even more beautiful.

She wore a black bodysuit-like outfit, leather gauntlets on her hands, and greaves on her legs.

She wore a pure white cape, and a large sword was hanging from her waist.

Yes, she looked amazing, just like a beautiful female swordsman.

"Eh? Are you... Maul?"

Lucia's beautiful face looked troubled, and it wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.

"Y-yeah, Lucia. It’s me, Maul... It’s been a while... I also got a 'skill' and 'magic'..."

Meeting my first love, the black-haired girl I longed for, made my heart swell with joy, but my words were stumbling out nervously.

Lucia slowly approached me, and I felt a shiver down my spine as her bangs swayed.

"... Maul. Why are you here? Please go back to the village."

Lucia said in a serious tone... her cold gaze made me feel like I was freezing.

"Eh?"

And why was she using formal language?

"Hahaha! Go back home and suck on your mom’s boobs!"

Shinpa, the man, suddenly punched me in the face. I was dazed and easily sent flying onto the street.

"Shinpa?! What are you doing?! Don’t be so rough!"

Lucia hurriedly approached me as I lay on the ground.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry, one of our members did this... but you see, you should really go back to the village and live with your mother."

Lucia wiped the dirt off my face with a handkerchief and stood up.

"Lucia...?"

"I’m sorry, but I have work to do... goodbye."

Lucia said that and went back inside the guild.

Her black hair swayed as she walked away... and she never even looked back at me.

"Hahaha, go suck on your mom’s tits!"

Shinpa laughed as he entered the guild, too.

I was left alone on the street, and though people nearby looked uncomfortable, no one spoke to me. Their kindness only made it worse.

Why... Lucia... why...

Was I the only one who looked forward to our reunion?

Did you lie when you said you’d wait for me?

I’ve never forgotten Lucia since the day we parted... I lived by cherishing her beautiful black hair in my heart...

Was it not the same for you? Have you forgotten about me?

...No, I can’t accept this. I need to talk to Lucia again.

The hand gripping the ground was trembling... my right palm was burning with heat...

Ah... I see now... that's how I should use it... my skill...

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