Magic's Return: I Can See The Spirits

"M-Mother…?"

Christopher couldn't believe his eyes.

The woman in front of him.

She looked exactly like his mother. Those Black eyes, long Raven Hair, those warm features, other than the fact that this woman looked a lot younger, with more refined features and healthier skin with no marks or acne, she looked just like his mother.

"Haah!? So you know who your mother is! Vaan! How many times are you goi-" The woman shouted, however, before she could continue,

Christopher rushed towards her and buried his face into her chest.

"Mother!"

He exclaimed as he hugged his mother.

In that moment, that cold, selfish, and evil gangster disappeared and was replaced by a young man who saw his mother after 10 whole years.

The woman, who was suddenly hugged by Christopher froze.

What… what was happening?

Her child… what happened to him…?

Wasn't he someone who always went against her and acted as if she was her enemy? What happened?

How was her son acting like… her son…?

Is this some sort of act? Has he done something he shouldn't have and was acting like this so that he could get out of the mess?

The woman's mind was full of questions, however,

In the end, the woman just let go of the breath she was holding and gently moved her hand on her son's head as she ruffled his hair.

Even if it was all an act… even if everything was fake...

Just… just this once… She wanted to enjoy this moment...

The woman closed her eyes as she hugged Christopher back.

The two stayed like this for an entire minute.

The servants who were watching this situation didn't utter a word.

They were too surprised to say anything.

To think Young Master would hug Lady Astra like that and to think Lady Astra would show such a weak expression in front of them, none of them had ever imagined a scene like this would play out.

Astra sensed what the servants were thinking, she opened her eyes and glanced at one of the servants,

"Clear this mess up."

She ordered.

Of course, by mess, she meant the butler who was on the floor, groaning in pain.

The servant nodded, then, a few more servants walked into the room and started cleaning things up.

"Vaan, come with me."

Astra ordered.

Christopher nodded, Astra turned around but just as she was about to move, Christopher grabbed her hand.

Astra seemed surprised, however, feeling how tightly Christopher had grabbed her hand, as if he was scared that she would go away, a strange sense of fulfillment washed over her heart.

She had decided.

Even… even if Vaan had done something incredibly wrong… just this once… she would take care of it and would not punish him...

With a hearty smile on her face, Astra took Christopher into her room.

Just like the room Christopher was in, this room had a grand and rich look as well, it was slightly bigger than Christopher's room, but there weren't any major changes, other than the fact that this room had a huge bookshelf that was filled with books and another study room.

Christopher didn't count, but he was sure that there were more than 200 books on the bookshelf.

Seeing that Christopher was looking around with a curious look on his face, Astra smiled.

"It has been a while since you came into my room, hasn't it?"

Christopher wasn't sure, but he still nodded.

"Have a seat."

Astra spoke as she pointed at the sofa.

Christopher sat down, Astra sat in front of him, a maid walked forward, getting ready to serve the tea, Astra, however, raised her hand and gestured the maid and other servants in the room to walk out.

Soon, the only two people left in the room were Astra and Christopher.

Astra grabbed the jar, put the tea in a cup, and moved the cup near Christopher. Then, with a strange expression on her face, she questioned.

"So tell me, what did you do?"

She knew this lovey-dovey act was coming to an end.

She was a little disappointed, however, she was satisfied with just this much. Just this small act was enough to extend her life for a few years.

"I… didn't do anything…"

Christopher replied.

He wasn't a fool. He realized the situation he was in. He wasn't dead.

Well, he was, but he was not in hell, he...

This situation was exactly like those books or comics those kids read, he… he had transmigrated into another person's body and most probably, this place was not the earth either. To make things even stranger for him, the mother of his child looked like his own mother.

The mother he had lost when he was 21.

Christopher didn't know how this happened, however, seeing this woman in front of her, Christopher decided.

He wanted to stay with his mother.

He... he wanted to live in this world.

Hearing Christopher's reply, Astra frowned in confusion. Then, with a worried look on her face, she questioned,

"Is what the servants saying the truth? Have you lost your memories?"

"My head is a little fuzzy, yes." Christopher nodded.

"…"

Astra turned silent.

She glanced at her child, he was definitely different than before, so what he was saying might actually be true. Her child wasn't capable of pulling an act like this, especially when she directly asked what he wanted. If it was all an act, he would have spilled everything.

However, Astra wasn't a normal woman either, rather than panicking, she glanced at Christopher and spoke,

"Let's start slow,

Do you remember your name?"

Christopher wanted to say his own name, however,

"Vaan…"

He replied.

He had decided, it didn't matter if he actually transmigrated into a different world, or if all this was an illusion and he was actually in hell, for now, he would live as this woman's son.

Just as he spoke his name, a complete name came into Christopher's mind,

"Vaan Astra Vesta."

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