Shut Up, Malevolent Dragon! I Don’t Want to Have Any More Children With You

I'll continue with the exact, uncensored translation of the next chapter, staying faithful to the original text with correct transliteration of names, pronouns, and character relationships.

The same as Leon back then, the final stop on Rosvisser’s journey was that stormy night.

As a thunderclap tore through the clouds, everything before her eyes became solid and clear.

The rain poured down, drops splashing into puddles on the street.
Rosvisser held an umbrella, standing at the entrance of an alley across from the Casmod Orphanage.

She looked down at her reflection in the puddle.

This time, she wasn’t playing some strange role—she was simply herself.

That likely meant, on this journey, she wouldn't directly encounter Leon.

The rainy night was cold. Rosvisser curled her tail around herself, scanning her surroundings.

After a moment, she spotted a small figure at the orphanage's doorstep.

It was Leon, still swaddled in a bundle of blankets.
And there was no one around him.

Seeing this, Rosvisser frowned slightly.

"Did I come too late…?"

If she had arrived earlier, perhaps she could have seen the person who abandoned Leon here.

That person was most likely Leon’s relative.

With this thought, Rosvisser attempted to adjust the timeline of the memory world.
But to her surprise, the moment she blinked, she realized—this was already the very start of Leon’s memories.

Beyond this point, there was nothing.

"...How can this be…?"

Aurora had explained that the memory world was linked to the host’s subconscious. Some things, even if forgotten, would still form a complete world if buried deep enough in the subconscious.