My Wife Waited in the Wheat Fields

#7 Memories (1)

In Tyria’s memory, Elric’s round face was shining with a wicked look. His brown hair was smooth, and the clothes he was wearing were so soft that it was easy to see that they were made of good quality fabric.

He was such a boy, and also the same age Tyria first met.

“Where are you from? A face you’ve never seen before?”

The curious question was an unfamiliar favor Tyria had never experienced before.

It was disgusting to see him disparaging his appearance and not caring about it until just before, but it was inevitable that he felt an instinctive liking for a boy his age he had just met.

“… excuse me.”

Tyria pointed to the Wibin family’s mansion across the hill.

Then Elric said.

“Ah, a den of rice bugs!”

I couldn’t help but be surprised.

What came out of his mouth were vulgar words that he had been taught in a language he was never supposed to use.

“Bobber… .”

“My dad did. There’s a rice worm that eats the land over there.”

I couldn’t help but smile brightly.

It wasn’t that he didn’t know what that word meant. What’s more, to say such abusive language to someone who said he came from that mansion.

It was only later that he realized that he was a troublemaker who handled such swear words casually, but at the time, Tyria was shocked by everything about him.

“Um, what. That’s all right, follow me.”

“huh… ?”

“The medic said he couldn’t come out today because he was scolded by his mother. You serve as a medic instead.”

widely!

Elric snatched Tyria’s hand.

Tyria forgot that she had to go to ask for help and was taken by him.

Of course it wasn’t easy. His calf, which had been beaten the day before, was so painful that he limped, and because of his swollen face, even the slightest blow from the wind gave him a tingling feeling.

Elric also pursed his lips, probably realizing it too late.

“What, is your leg hurt? Then you should speak.”

“This… .”

“Come on.”

What he did next was embarrassing.

“Eutcha!”

Didn’t Elric hug Tyria and lift her up?

At the time, Elric was 6 years old and Tyria was 8 years old.

As a child who has not yet developed secondary sexual characteristics, it is natural that Tyria is much bigger than Elric, but Elric embraced her too easily.

That was the moment.

“He was a wounded soldier, not a medic!”

Elric smiled broadly.

The boy’s face, smiling brightly with the sun behind him, was full of confidence.

The wind was cool, and the boy’s arms, despite being so small, were full of security.

It was the first time.

The experience of being hugged by someone.

The moment she faced the warmth of others was a shock that deserves to be described as a sense of wonder, and that’s why Tyria reacted in a way that even she herself couldn’t understand.

“Huh… .”

I ended up crying and bursting into tears.

“What is it, he’s ugly, but he’s even boring.”

“Ugh… .”

“Don’t cry, they say that when you cry, your ass gets thick with hair.”

“Huh… missing child… .”

“Ugh, who wants to apologize? it’s okay.”

Elric patted Tyria on the back.

It was only on that day that Tyria realized.

Crying was not something to apologize for.

“Ooooh… .”

In the arms of a giggling boy, Tyria experienced comfort for the first time in her life.

That’s why I still can’t forget that moment.

*

“Today’s medic!”

Elric led her to a small clearing at the entrance of the village.

Tyria made a surprised face when she realized that Wibin had so many children of her own age.

Of course they weren’t like Elric.

Some of the children were scruffy, some were dressed in clothes that were no different from the eyes she had learned, and some had their hair unwashed.

There was no particular hesitation in that fact, but it was a moment when I could definitely realize that Elric was an alien being in this group.

“hey! ugly!”

said Elric to Tyria.

At that moment, Tyria suddenly felt ashamed.

“… no.”

“You’re ugly! My face is swollen and looks ugly? Rdio said it! Pretty people have very slim faces!”

It was vulgar to be called ugly in front of others.

However, Tyria couldn’t bear to deny Elric’s words, even though Tyria thought her face was too ugly.

A red flag floated over the blue face.

The eyes widened again.

Elric sighed.

“Aww, he’s crying again.”

“The captain made the woman cry!”

“As expected, the captain! A model of a bad man!”

The children cheered.

Elric shrugged and came over to Tyria and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

“don’t cry. Do you really want to be full of assholes?”

“Hey… .”

“Can you stop crying? Hey here!”

joy!

Tyria blew her nose on a handkerchief.

Elric threw the handkerchief to the floor.

“Anyway, be friends with them. Are you going to treat them when they get hurt?”

Crying and funny, and even selfish.

Still, it wasn’t terribly hateful.

Tyria nodded shyly, thinking of Elric, who was walking with a smile while holding her in her arms.

*

For Tyria, that day was the day she learned to play.

No, it was the day I realized what real play was.

Until then, the play Tyria knew was education under the guise of play.

Things like combining words to write a poem or washing a teacup.

So it was new.

“Medicine! Heal your wounds!”

Elric sat in front of Tyria wearing a red cloak and a small wooden sword suitable for his size.

Until the moment before, they had been rolling on the floor fighting each other with wooden swords, and now they came.

Tyria, who had been watching the whole time, stared at him.

“ruler! We can treat this place!”

Elric rolled up his sleeves.

At that moment, Tyria couldn’t help but be astonished.

“dirty… .”

“you idiot! Injuries are inherently dirty!”

Elric smiled and pushed the mud painted on his arm to Tyria.

Tyria felt a sense of rejection and pulled her head back.

said Elric.

“ruler! Wipe it with a cloth here.”

Wiping it with a dirty cloth will make it more dirty.

While thinking, Tyria grabbed a rag and wiped Elric’s arm.

Also, the arm wasn’t clean.

Only the mud is gone.

Could it be that I’m getting mad?

It was a moment of anxiety.

but,

“Good job. Medic!”

Elric wondered if that was enough. “Hmm! Mmm!” he smiled with satisfaction.

It was right after.

“Excellent!”

Sigh, Elric brushed Tyria’s hair.

Tyria’s eyes became round like rabbits.

“If I get injured, just treat me like this! got it?”

Even though it was a trivial compliment, it penetrated deep into his heart.

I didn’t know that the positivity of others was so painful.

In her life, praise came only after numerous corporal punishments that preceded it.

‘play.’

so this is a game

Tyria realized.

That there is no corporal punishment in play.

*

It was a day like falling into a dream country.

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And, like all dreams, the moment of awakening has arrived.

“Leader! See you tomorrow!”

“Hello ugly medic!”

It was sunset time.

The sky was dyed red, and the day got a little cooler.

In the empty lot, the children who were the culprits of the commotion scattered one by one, and silence began to hang.

“Are you going too?”

Elric asked.

But Tyria couldn’t give a quick answer.

Why not, didn’t you sneak out without telling your parents and skip class all day?

And that wasn’t all.

I didn’t know if I was beaten worse than the day before because I didn’t apologize properly the day before.

Suddenly, Tyria was afraid.

-why! Why don’t you know our heart!

My body trembled as I remembered the moment when a huge hand filled up my field of vision.

My mind went white, and a thin breath began to come out of my teeth.

“What, what are you doing?”

Elric looked at Tyria, frowning.

Tyria flinched.

“… no.”

“No, what is it? You come and see.”

Elric held Tyria’s hand tightly and poked his head in to examine her face.

Tyria bowed her head.

At the end, Elric said “Ah!” he shouted.

“i get it!”

“… .”

“You don’t want to go home!”

Flash! Tyria’s head lifted.

It was amazing.

Even without saying anything, Tyria was astonished at the sight of Elric seeing through her heart.

Elric said with a smirk whether he knew what he was thinking or not.

“Then let’s play some more!”

“Leader?”

“Are you running away today?”

“uh! Do you want to leave too?”

The two remaining children, Lutten and Bart, shook their heads.

Elric pursed his lips.

“What is it, you bastards? Let’s go, ugly.”

Tyria couldn’t come to her senses.

To that extent, Elric was reckless.

Even in the midst of that, what filled me was anxiety and relief.

Running away, are you not going home?

Then, are you not scolded today?

Tyria asked, worried about Elric, even as she felt her fear recede.

“are you okay… ?”

“What, runaway?”

Perhaps, come and reflect on it now.

“It’s okay, Daddy isn’t interested in me.”

The emotion I felt at that moment was a sense of kinship.