Uncle from Another World: Our Secret Nights – An Adult IF Route
One day, Takafumi finds an old videotape in his uncle Yusuke's room while he's unconscious. Playing it back, he discovers it contains explicit records of his uncle's 'secret relationships' with three heroines from the other world of Gran Bahamul—relationships no one else knows about.
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Uncle from Another World: Our Secret Nights – An Adult IF Route - The Night the Ice Melted — A Loss Named Noel
Takafumi stared at the fourth VHS tape in his hand for a long moment. The label read, *Hot Springs Arc — Granbahamul*, written in ink.
(Noel…)
The name Uncle had mentioned just a moment ago. A completely different type from Elysia, he'd said. A white-haired mage with muted emotions—.
The image of Elysia was still seared into Takafumi's mind. That silver-haired elf closing in on Uncle. Her voice, raw with naked possessiveness. Those pale fingertips slipping off her clothes. Just remembering it made his face burn.
(What kind of woman's gonna show up next?)
"What's the matter? Your hands stopped moving."
Yusuke was smirking from the bed.
"Shut up. I'm putting it in right now."
Takafumi shoved the tape roughly into the deck. He pressed play. Static. And then—.
The screen filled with an enormous library.
Tall bookshelves that reached the ceiling were arranged like a maze. Lanterns hung on the walls, their orange light illuminating the spines of ancient tomes. Even the air itself felt quiet, sacred.
The library of Palmira Magic Academy—a place Uncle had mentioned before, probably.
In the footage, Yusuke was walking down an aisle, a stack of thick magical texts cradled in both arms. Mid-twenties. His back was straight, his eyes sharp with purpose.
The next moment—.
*Thud.*
Books scattered across the floor.
He'd collided head-on with someone emerging from around the corner of the aisle. The Yusuke on screen stumbled.
"Whoa, sorry!"
The person he'd bumped into was on their knees, picking up the fallen books. A white robe. A hood obscured their face.
"…Excuse me."
A voice spoke.
But—.
Takafumi found himself leaning closer to the TV involuntarily.
"Huh…?"
That voice just now—it had contained zero emotion whatsoever. A resonance like something read aloud by a machine. Words of apology, yet utterly devoid of any trace of remorse.
Noel gathered only her own books and stood up. Her hood shifted slightly, revealing her profile. Pale skin. A refined nose. A single strand of nearly silver-white hair slipped free.
But—her expression didn't move at all.
Like a doll.
Without once glancing in Takafumi's direction, Noel vanished deeper into the aisle. The Yusuke in the footage stared after her, dumbfounded.
The video paused.
Uncle had stopped it manually.
"That girl was like that from the very beginning."
Yusuke's voice sounded nostalgic, but tinged with a faint loneliness.
"Her face was beautiful, but she was like a doll. Creepy. She never laughed, never got angry. Completely expressionless—"
"…Isn't that just plain creepy?"
Takafumi spoke honestly. That Elysia from before—she'd been cold, but she had emotions. She was prickly, but she got angry, got exasperated. But—this was different. It was like she wasn't even a living human being.
"Why'd you get interested in someone like that?"
"Who knows."
Yusuke shrugged.
"But, you know, she might look like she has no emotions, but that's not really true. That girl—her emotions just build up inside her."
Takafumi tilted his head. He didn't quite get it.
"Well, just watch."
Yusuke pressed play.
The scene changed.
—An open-air bath, at night.
A sky full of stars reflected perfectly on the surface of a wide lake. It was like two starry skies stretched out, one above and one below. White steam rose in gentle drifts, illuminated by the faint light of stone lanterns.
"The Stargazing Bath at the Water Mirror Pavilion."
Yusuke explained. A long-established hot spring inn on the shores of Lake Mistveil, he said. The footage seemed to be from a fixed camera, showing the entire bath.
Two figures in the stone bath.
One was Yusuke. The other—Noel.
She was submerged up to her shoulders, eyes closed. Her white hair spread across the water's surface, shimmering silver in the lantern light. Her wet skin glowed white like porcelain.
As before, her expression was blank. Like a stone statue soaking in the bath.
Yusuke reached a hand toward her back.
Takafumi flinched.
(Wha—what's he doing?)
Uncle's hand began to gently trace along Noel's back. With a soapy cloth, carefully, around her shoulder blades. The Yusuke on screen moved his fingers as if tracing the lines of her back.
Noel kept her eyes closed. She seemed to simply be letting it happen.
"You cold?"
Yusuke's voice.
Noel was silent for a moment.
"…Suppressing sensation is something we train alongside magic."
A mechanical voice.
"Temperature, pain—I don't really understand them very well."
Takafumi's body tensed on the sofa.
"…So it's always like that for you?"
The words slipped out toward the screen before he could stop himself.
She couldn't feel temperature. Couldn't feel pain. That meant—whether she touched something warm or something cold, she felt nothing at all.
"That's why I wanted to teach her about emotions."
Yusuke spoke quietly from the bed.
Takafumi fell silent. He tried to say something, but couldn't find the words.
The footage continued.
Uncle's hand kept moving across Noel's back. His fingers drew slow circles around her shoulder blades. The soap dissolved into the water, revealing her white skin.
And then—.
Noel's shoulders trembled, just slightly.
Takafumi's eyes widened.
On the screen, Noel's breathing was faintly unsteady. Her shoulders rose and fell. Her fingertips clenched tightly beneath the water.
Silence stretched for several seconds.
"…This place, right here."
Noel's voice. But—it wasn't the mechanical voice from before. It was a strained, hoarse whisper.
"It's… so hot."
She placed a hand over her own chest.
And then—she grasped Uncle's hand, slowly pulling it toward her chest.
Takafumi shot up from the sofa.
He stumbled back from the TV, one step, then two. His face burned as if on fire. Deep in his ears, his heart pounded noisily.
On the screen, Noel's face—crumbled.
The face that had never moved, no matter what, twisted into a mess. Her brows furrowed, the corners of her eyes reddened. Her lips trembled, revealing white teeth. It was a human face—a chaotic mix of tears and laughter, confusion and relief.
"What is this… I've never felt like this before…"
A trembling voice.
She pressed her forehead against Uncle's chest. Her shoulders shook in tiny spasms. Tears fell onto the bathwater, creating ripples.
Uncle's hand slowly wrapped around her back.
The footage—paused.
Again, Uncle had stopped it manually.
Silence fell over the room.
Takafumi stood frozen, unable to move. His fingertips were trembling. That footage of Elysia had been intense too, but this was intense in a different way. The moment an emotionless doll became human right before his eyes—.
"…What happens after this, well, I'll leave that to your imagination."
Yusuke grinned.
"Why'd you stop it?!"
Takafumi yelled reflexively.
After he said it, he realized.
(…What did I just say?)
Blood rushed to his face all at once. He could feel himself turning bright red to the tips of his ears.
"Haha, you're honest."
Yusuke laughed out loud.
"N-No! That's not what I meant!"
"What did you mean, then?"
"…Shut up."
Takafumi flopped down onto the sofa and covered his face. His head was a mess. Noel's crumbling expression was burned into his mind and wouldn't leave.
Yusuke's laughter faded, and his face grew a little more serious.
"It's called Emotional Suppression Constitution."
He began to speak slowly, gazing at Noel on the screen.
"It's not that she has no emotions. Her emotions are compressed inside her, with no outlet. She was trained to suppress her feelings from a young age, until she couldn't even put into words what she was feeling."
Through the gaps in his fingers covering his face, Takafumi looked at Uncle.
"I talked to her every day in the library. Without asking for anything in return. Stuff like, the food today was good, or the stars are beautiful—I just kept talking about stupid things."
"…That's it?"
"That's it. But—I was the only person who ever did that for her."
Something tightened sharply in Takafumi's chest.
Jealousy and admiration swirled in a tangled vortex.
(I don't have—that kind of patience, or that kind of courage.)
Going to the library for weeks for someone else's sake, continuing to talk to them without expecting anything in return—he didn't feel capable of that.
Yusuke's expression slowly changed.
A dark look, one Takafumi had never seen before.
"My relationship with Noel—ended."
His voice dropped low.
Takafumi looked up.
"A few weeks after that night at the hot spring, she had a magical outburst. All the emotions she'd suppressed for years overflowed at once, and her internal mana control collapsed. A massive runaway accident that covered the academy's training grounds in ice crystals—"
Uncle cut his words short there.
"She survived. But—she lost some of her memories from that time. The time she spent with me, that night at the hot spring—all of it."
A cold feeling spread through Takafumi's chest.
"When I rushed to the hospital, she looked at me—"
Yusuke's voice caught in his throat.
"…And said, 'Who are you?'"
Takafumi gasped.
The woman who, just moments ago on the screen, had crumbled with heat—who had buried her face in Uncle's chest and shed tears—remembered nothing.
"…That's way too cruel."
His voice shook.
"Yeah."
Yusuke stared into the distance and said just that one word.
Silence settled over the room for a while.
Outside the window, the afternoon sun was beginning to slant. Long shadows stretched across the apartment parking lot.
"Noel's still in the Ice Crystal Department at the magic academy, apparently. Though she doesn't remember me."
Yusuke's face returned to its usual smirk.
"…How can you be so calm about it?"
Takafumi's voice was incredulous.
"Even if it was just that one night, I got to see her smile for the first time. That's enough, right?"
Yusuke smiled.
That single sentence pierced deep into Takafumi's heart.
Three women, each treasured in a different way. Each with their own parting. And yet, his face showed no regret.
(Uncle really does—live in a completely different world from me.)
Takafumi murmured it like a soliloquy. Yusuke must have heard him, but he said nothing.
Instead, he placed the next tape on Takafumi's lap.
The label read—*Cave Arc — Siena*.
Takafumi stared hard at the tape.
Deep in his chest, jealousy and longing churned in a tangled mess. Deeper than before, and even more bitter.
(There's—still more?)
Even as he thought that, Takafumi realized his hand was already reaching for the next tape.
The deck ejected the fourth tape.
A small whirring sound echoed through the quiet room.
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