In the frigid night sky over Siberia, the vast white earth below made it seem even deeper and bluer, evoking the loneliness and desolation of a winter night. A few stars flickered in the distance, then gradually vanished into the night sky, until the heavens became as black as if smeared with ink.
Siberia's wind and snow were indeed rather cold. The bitter wind howled past the bare treetops, making both great trees and saplings shiver in the chill.
Sirin walked barefoot across the snow, feeling no cold at all. Her fair, delicate little feet were completely unaffected by the ice and snow, their skin still its normal color. If it had been an ordinary person... even without frostbite turning them black, their feet would have been frozen bright red...
"Turn into that little white-haired, blue-eyed girl☆~?"
Looking at her new mother before her, Sirin's gaze was filled with confusion. She did not understand how this had somehow become connected to Theresa again.
And Himeko before her... was very mature. Mm... and much older than her too. Sirin glanced at Himeko's chest. A Himeko like this... becoming her mother... was not something she found too hard to accept.
But Theresa... the moment she thought of what Theresa looked like, they were clearly about the same size. Having her become her mother... was completely unacceptable.
Though in truth, Himeko was several years younger than Theresa was at this time. After all, Theresa in the year 2000 was already in her early thirties, while even the later Himeko... was merely close to thirty, not yet thirty.
But age was not important. Appearance was what mattered. In any case, she could never accept Theresa, who was about the same size as herself, as her mother.
"Don't worry... I won't stay in Theresa's form