Reborn As A Ghost: Time To Build My Undead Army!

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Partner was about to interrupt my kiss with Jonathan, but Emeraldine quickly dragged her away.

"Partner, let them be…"

"B-But…"

"Come on, he's one of her old loves… I knew this would eventually happen."

"Huh..."

As the two walked away, our lips slowly separated, as I hugged Jonathan and rested my head on his big, warm and muscular chest.

"I missed that kiss…" I sighed in relief.

"Me too… More than I could have ever imagined…" He said, caressing my hair.

"You didn't mind it was a bit… cold?" I asked him.

"It wasn't cold." He laughed a bit. "You think you're cold? When I hold these hands, I only sense the warmth and love of your soul."

"The warmth and love of my soul?" I wondered.

"When you express your emotions, I can sense the wavelength of your soul changing. Its temperature seems to change too, I believe." He said. "You were very warm, and you still are."

"I-I see…" I felt quite embarrassed when he said that. "I do remember hearing similar things from my other partners, Emeraldine and Lucifer are more sensitive too… They did said my insides were warm."

"Y-Your insides?!" Jonathan blushed a bit. "A-Ah, sorry… I didn't mean to overreact…"

"Hahah, it's fine. As long as you're okay sharing me with those three." I giggled. "You can kiss and love me as much as you want, and I'll also do so…"

"I would not dare make them upset, this is why I didn't try to get closer to you…" He apologized. "Disrupting your relationship with them is the least thing I would ever do, I know how happy they make you, and how important they are for you, especially because they were there for you when I wasn't…"

"Aww, you're as considerate as I remember. I really thought you would get at least a bit jelly!" I said. "I wanted some drama~ You know, to break the ice a bit!"

Jonathan laughed at my joke. "Hahah, you've always loved joking about such sensitive things. You've got quite the dark sense of humor… I remember not many liked that of you, but you always made me laugh when I felt the worst."

"Heheh, living to serve, chief." I winked at him. "Now how about we enjoy the food I prepared with so much love?"

"Oh right! Before it gets cold." Jonathan nodded, quickly taking a bite off the skewer I made. "Hmm, this salt is sure delicious! Your cooking is as good as I remember it, Maria!"

"Is that so?" I wondered.

"Yeah, one of the ways you conquered my heart was through my stomach." He smiled. "Every day, you would bring me something you called a "bento" always prepared with so much love and dedication. There were so many little snacks inside, I always loved eating it in between my knight duties."

"Bento… Yep, that was really me, I was a hardcore weeb even then." I laughed; the memories resurfaced in my mind as Jonathan told them. "Let's talk more. The more you say these things, the more memories resurface, one after another…"

"Sure, we got enough time. What else do you want to remember?" He wondered.

"What did my parents think about you?" I asked him right away.

"Geh… Already with the difficult questions…" He sighed. "Well! I do remember they used to dislike me at first. Your mother was a very fancy noble lady, so she disliked that someone like me, of common birth, was trying to court her daughter… I told her I was a knight and also a young hero, but it took a while to convince her anyways."

"She didn't believe you?" I asked. "Right… Mom was so stubborn! Hahaha!"

I couldn't help but remember the face of my beloved mother, and all her funny tantrums when I was telling her I was in love with Jonathan.

My mom… She was such a nice mother, always loving me and taking care of me. The more memories resurfaced, the more I felt like I missed her so much.

I also remember well my mother from back on Earth, I loved her too… But I had already left behind that life, and I am sure she's still alive, living her life.

Yet my mother here… The stubborn noble lady, that always was ordering my father as if he were her butler, and that raised me and spoiled me so much…

My dear mommy…

Without realizing, tears started falling from my eyes.

Jonathan looked at me with a rather pale expression.

"Maria…" He muttered. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bring so many memories at once….!"

"No, it's fine." I smiled back, cleaning my tears. "It made me a bit sad, but I'm also happy… Happy that her memoires are back, and that… she still lives, within my heart."

"I-Is that so…" Jonathan sighed. "Well, I can tell you that, despite her attitude towards me, I always knew she was a good mother. She loved you so much that she only wanted the best for you. This was why she was so overprotective…"

"I know…" I sighed, caressing his hand. "Thank you for the memories, Jonathan… But for now, let's leave it at that! If I unravel too many too fast, I might really have a mental breakdown…"

"I understand, let's take this one step at a time." Jonathan nodded. "Let's enjoy the meal with everyone else too! Ah, your daughter's here."

"Mama, seconds!" Nyx asked, waving her hand adorably. "Oh, uncle! Are you eating that one?"

"Oh, this? You can have it if you're so hungry, little Nyx." Jonathan gently gave his skewer to her.

"Thank you uncle!" Nyx started devouring the meat as Jonathan gently patted her head.

"You're such an adorable little lady. You really are like your mom, haha." Jonathan giggled.

"Really?!" Nyx asked. "Daddy told me you knew mom when she wasn't a ghost! How was she back then?!"

"Oh, well, not so different!" Jonathan said. "But she was indeed a bit clumsier, perhaps…"

"Oooh! Was she a little girl like me?" Nyx asked.

"N-Not that young…" Laughed Jonathan. "But we were both young lads, living our lives and all… I'll tell you a bit, yeah."

Jonathan was dealing surprisingly well with my little Nyx.

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