Mob Protagonist ~ Mob in the Novel But There Is A Problem

Chapter 340.1

-Miu’s Mom POV-

Takano Birei sat on the sofa with a serious expression.

She was in her room at home. Her room after moving to the Count’s house was spacious, and to be honest, she wasn’t accustomed to it. Life with maids and servants at her side, taking care of even simple tasks, felt more stifling than comfortable.

I had casually asked my husband about it, but he, being a noble by birth, seemed to feel no discomfort with the spaciousness of the rooms or the presence of maids.

Despite feeling the stark difference in their backgrounds, I had found a compromise and started to adapt not too long ago.

I had no intention of making excuses, but now I was filled with regret from the depths of my heart.

The source of my regret wasn’t the difficulty of ascending to a high-ranking noble but rather the unfamiliarity of the lifestyle. It was about not paying enough attention to my child.@@@@

Seated on the opposite sofa was her adorable daughter, Miu. She had been watching with an excited face, wondering what her mother was going to talk about.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the pleasant conversation Miu was expecting. Mirei had to talk to Miu now.

“Mii-chan, you did great at the Snow Festival, didn’t you?”

“Yeah! I purified a bit of !”

Miu, fluttering her legs in anticipation of praise, looked very cute. What Mirei was about to say would hurt, but it was necessary. She steeled herself.

“Indeed, now they call it the Magic Stone Rush, and people are moving around even in this heavy snow.”

“Mii-chan... no, Miu. You see, when people get seriously injured, it hurts.”

“I’ll be fine if I endure it!”

It was probably true for Miu. There was no lie in her face. She genuinely believed that. Everyone had been worried because, despite getting seriously injured in battles with monsters, she showed no concern for her injuries.

“...Does Miu really feel the pain? That’s an important matter.”

“Huh? Yeah, it hurts. But I can heal it right away with recovery magic.”

“That’s probably because you’ve become numb to the pain, Miu. That’s dangerous. Think carefully, are you not just feeling pain as a symbol and not sensing danger?.”

Miu, wide-eyed, looked surprised at my words.

“Pain is a signal of danger. Losing the ability to feel pain is risky. Even if you feel pain, not sensing danger is dangerous for yourself and others...you may become indifferent to the pain of others.”

If you can endure it yourself, there’s a possibility of imposing it on others. No, looking at Miu lately, such behavior seemed evident.

“And when you can’t feel pain, kindness also disappears. Miu, do you really think the Snow Festival was a success? Do you think so by looking at the process, not just the results? There were many injured people, you know?”

I didn’t want to say it, but I had to.

“Miu, do you think of the people around you as equals? Or do you see them as pawns? I’ve noticed your gaze toward people other than family and friends. It’s not like seeing them as humans; there’s a merciless aspect, like looking at dolls or something.”

Perhaps Miu had been avoiding it, thinking she was a good girl. However, if I didn’t address it now, she might develop an arrogant personality that didn’t consider others as humans in the future.