Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

During the day, Irina and Camille went out. As aforementioned, I had no clue where they went off to or what they did. However, they had shown that they trusted me by leaving their house to me, not to mention allowing me to move about as I pleased.

I went up to the second floor again, where Camille and Irina lived. It was also where Dragon Mom was held captive. I knew where the keys were. Irina didn’t have her guard up against me, either. The keys were exactly where they were last time. I opened the door and went in to sit next to Dragon Mom.

Mom was in the same shape as a few days ago. She was still sleeping in peace without budging. There was no look of pain on her face, so it didn’t hurt my heart as it did before. I was just very worried.

I gently grab hold of Mom’s hand. Her hand was very soft and warm. I looked at her face and gently sighed. In a quiet voice, I muttered, “Mom, when will you be able to wake up? I really don’t know what to do… We never expected this to happen… What do I have to do to help you wake up now? I never thought the dragons would target you instead of me. I thought that I possessed immense power, but I’m still so powerless before a true dragon… Mom, Mom, tell me, what do I do…?”

My speech turned to whimpers. I felt that what I did was too much. I didn’t think about my mom. I, instead, started to get clingy to Irina.

I silently cursed and questioned myself: “What on Earth am I doing? I should be taking Mom away from here right now. I should be helping her recover and then taking her away from here. Just what in the world am I doing…? Why have I become muddle-headed over Irina? What happened to my original thoughts and determination? When did they vanish? What in the world am I thinking…? What am I doing? Why has Irina rendered me unsettled…?”

I tightened my grip on Mom’s hand and declared, “Mom… I’ll take you home. I’ll definitely take you home. I promise.”

I suddenly felt my hand warm up. Mom seemed to respond and squeezed my hand. I was trying to reinforce my resolve, but the feeling felt akin to thunderclap on a clear day. I never expected Mom to respond to me.

“Isn’t Mom still sleeping?!” I wondered, surprised.