LOGINI used to be that girl in the mafia—envied, untouchable. Orlando Leone, the big bad Don everyone feared, had eyes only for me. I took a bullet for him. After that? People whispered I couldn't have kids. He tried to shut them up by knocking me up—ninety-nine tries. Try number ten? His shiny new secretary texted, all confused over a decimal. He bailed on me. By thirty, she crashed his sports car while shopping. Claimed she couldn't park. I was left freezing in a bathtub. He said he loved me, but when it counted, he always picked the girl who played dumb and helpless. That's when it hit me—his love was never really mine. And by the time I disappeared for real, he lost his mind looking. Too bad. Me and that promise? Already buried at sea.
View Moreいろいろな問題が起こったが、無事に攫われたエリーを救出して、ユナとレイを保護するつもりが結婚をするという事になった。
「わーい! おうちぃー! たっだいまーー!!」
釣りから帰ってきて、玄関の扉を開けるなりレイが元気いっぱいに叫んだ。相変わらず女の子らしい美少女なのに、口調は男の子っぽくて、それがまたレイらしくて良い。抱きかかえていた袋をユウに押し付けると、レイはぴょんと飛び降り、一直線に寝室の畳まれていた布団にダイブした。
「レイちゃん、はしたないですよー」
エリーが微笑みながら、優しく注意する。
「んふふ……レイちゃん。今、スカート履いてるって忘れてるんじゃないのー? 可愛いパンツが丸見えー♪」
ユナがニヤニヤしながら、からかうように言った。レイはソファの上で周りを気にせずゴロゴロと転がった。
「ん……べつに、良いモーン。誰も見てないしぃー!」
キャハハ……♪ と楽しそうに笑いながら転がっていた。
「ふうん……でも、ユウ兄ぃがいるよ?」
ユナが俺をじっと見つめて言った。すると、レイはくるりと体を起こし、俺の方を向いて満面の笑みを浮かべた。
「ユウ兄ぃは、良いの! ボクの旦那様だモーン♪ ねー? ユウ兄ぃ~♪」
ソファに両肘をつき、両頬を支えるようにしてご機嫌そうに足をバタバタと揺らし、ニコニコしながら俺を見つめてくる。その時、ふわふわの布団の柔らかさに体が沈み、レイが足を揺らすたびに、ふわっとスカートが浮き上がる。その隙間から、先ほどの水色の小花柄に白いレースが縁取られた、いかにも女の子らしいパンツが、鮮やかに視界に飛び込んできた。
(いや、ユナの言う通り……それは、それで……エロいぞ。なんというか……無邪気に見え隠れするその下着が、妙に煽情的で、結婚したばかりとはいえドキッとするんだよな)
俺は気にしないようにするが、吸い寄せられるように視線がチラチラと無邪気に楽しそうに転がるレイを見つめてしまう。
「まぁ……結婚したしな」
俺は、気まずそうに目を逸らしながら呟いた。
「そんなに、チラチラと見せていたら……ユウさんに、飽きられてしまうのでは?」
エリーが心配そうに呟くと、レイはハッとしたようにスカートを掴み、慌てて恥ずかしそうに隠した。
「やっぱ、ゆーにぃー見ちゃダメー!」
残念だが、目のやり場に困らずに助かるか……と思いつつ、俺も床に寝転がった。ひんやりとした床が心地よく、体を大きく伸ばす。やっぱり我が家は落ち着くな……でも、少し狭いよな……? 荷物も増えてきたし、みんなでくつろぐスペースが足りないと感じた。
「人数も増えたし、もっと大きい家の方が良いよな?」
俺が呟くと、レイが即答した。
「ん……このままが良いー!」
「わたしもー♪」
ユナが、それに続く。
「はい。このままでも……。大きい家のですと別々の部屋になっちゃいそうで寂しいですしね」
エリーも同じ意見だった。
(みんながそう言うなら、このままでも良いか……。家が大きくなると広くなった分、心の距離も離れたようでエリーも皆も寂しく感じるのかもな)
俺は家の狭さを感じてはいたが、周りのみんなが同じ意見ならばと家の増改築を諦めた。
エリーとユナが夕食の準備を始めたので、俺はレイを連れて庭へ出た。広い庭ではないが、家庭菜園がある。野菜の量は多くはないが、多少の種類は多めに作ってあった。
今では野菜たちは順調に育ち、日光を浴びてキレイにキラキラと輝き元気に育ってくれていた。
「わぁー野菜だぁ!」
レイは野菜に触れて目を輝かせていた。
そうだった……レイは八百屋の娘だったんだよな。そういえば……八百屋ってどうなるんだ? と心配になってきた。他の者の手に? それは……阻止したい、と俺は思った。
「ここで……収穫できた野菜を、いろいろと売ってみようかって思ってたんだけどな」
野菜を見ながら俺が呟くと、レイは少し寂しげな表情になった。
「そっかぁ……ボクもユウ兄ぃが育てた野菜を売りたかったなー。お店は、どうなっちゃうんだろ……」
この世界は、直ぐ側に死がある世界で日常的に死んでいる。魔物に襲われ、処刑も日常的に行われているし、飢餓で亡くなる者も多い。きっとレナの周りにも多くいたと思う。特に子供はあっさりと病気や事故や人攫いで急にいなくなることもある。知り合いに両親を亡くした者も多いと思う。
「明日、店を確認してくるか。レイは留守番な、何があるか分からないし……」
レイが一緒に行動をすると、面倒な問題に巻き込まれそうだし……
「……うん。分かった。多分……一緒に行ったら、泣いちゃうと思うし……。落ち着いたら連れてってー」
レイは潤んだ瞳でユウを見上げると微笑んできて言ってきた。
それと……領主が決めた罰とやらも気になるしな。と、俺は静かに心の中で呟いた。
俺は、レイが寂しそうな顔をしていたので、座っていたレイを抱きかかえると抱きしめて耳元で優しく言った。
「お店のことは、心配するな。問題なさそうだったら、レイの気持ちが落ち着いたら一緒に行こうな」
レイが小さく頷くと、ぎゅっと抱き返してきた。
Five more days.Forty since Arianna vanished.Orlando had turned every city block upside down. Nothing. No trace.His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw covered in stubble, his face drawn and hollow.Right when despair was about to eat him alive, his secretary got a call—from some hospice way out on the coast."Is this Orlando Leone? We have a patient, Arianna Alfano. Critical condition. She gave us a bracelet with your name on it."Orlando's heart straight-up stopped. "The address," he snapped. "Give it to me. Now."The hospice sat by the sea, just outside the grid he'd scoured to death.He hung up and floored it, white-knuckling the wheel like that could somehow hold her together.'Aria, please... just hang on. Not yet.'But when he crashed into the hospital room, hope died fast. Arianna was already gone.Her skin was pale, the kind of pale that didn't come back. Tubes everywhere. The heart monitor was a flatline of silence."Doctor! Doctor!" Orlando grabbed a nurse. "She's ali
Orlando had never tasted desperation like this. But losing Arianna forever? That was real fear.He mobilized the entire family—every street, every contact, every whisper in the city. Find her. No excuses.Day one: silence.Day two: nothing.She was gone. Like smoke.He didn't go home. Just crashed on the floor of her empty room, clinging to her letter like it was life support.He kept seeing her smile. The way she talked about sunflowers, how she wanted a house wrapped in them when they were old.Now? He didn't even know if she was alive.***Eventually, duty dragged him back.Soon as he stepped inside, he saw them. Caterina and Bianca, sipping tea like nothing happened. They froze. He looked wrecked—half-alive, barely holding it together."Who let her out?" His eyes locked on Bianca."Orlando, what are you talking about? She's pregnant with your child!" Caterina snapped. "You locked her up? Look at yourself—you don't even look like a Don anymore!""Madre. Where's Arianna?
Another memory hit him like a gut punch.Bianca had once told him Caterina had a heart attack. He'd panicked, ditched Arianna alone on some seaside island, and rushed home—only to find Caterina and Bianca casually sipping afternoon tea.Caterina barely looked up. "Bianca overreacted. I was just a little dizzy, nothing serious."He hadn't questioned it.Worse, that same night, he let Bianca stay with him. In Arianna's favorite garden.He dropped to the floor, hollow. How many times had he screwed up?The lies. The setups. And Arianna—how much pain had she swallowed in silence?He, the guy who swore he loved her, had eaten up every lie. And each one shoved Arianna further into hell.The idea that she might really be gone? He couldn't breathe.Orlando tore out of the house and hit the road, speeding north toward the old estate.Highway lights streaked past like ghosts as his mind flooded with her.He was seven again. Just some scrawny, overlooked kid no one in the family took s
'How? Just—how?'His hands shook. The date on the report—one day before he shipped her off to the old estate."No... no, this can't be..."He shoved everything off the desk, papers flying everywhere as he spiraled.Flashes hit him, one after the other.She couldn't eat. Barely touched her soup before setting the spoon down.He'd rolled his eyes. Teased her. "You're a grown woman. What game are you playing now?"She curled up at night, clutching her stomach, drenched in sweat.He brushed it off. Said she was faking to keep him from seeing Bianca.Even when she'd fallen into the water, pale and shaking, too weak to speak—He chalked it up to guilt.Then sent her away. No doctor. No check-up. Just exile.What the hell had he done?Every memory hit like a blade, slicing through him, leaving him choking on guilt.Bianca waltzed in wearing Arianna's silk nightgown.She carried a cup of warm milk.Orlando didn't even blink.The same guy who used to panic when she so much as s






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