Chapter 7
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Translator: 8uhl
Chapter: 6
Chapter Title: A Lost Memento
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“I'm grateful you saved my sister, but running away like this... it's just too suspicious.”
Even if I had stayed, he would have been desperate to uncover my identity anyway!
And to think he was speaking so politely like a gentleman just moments ago. The second I run, he drops the formalities and treats me like a criminal.
Even as Ethan dragged me out by the scruff of my neck, I clutched the edge of my hood tightly. To keep my face hidden.
“Take off the hood.”
“Why are you trying to rip off someone's hood? Are you a pervert? Somebody help!”
“Now you've hurt my feelings. I thought I was being quite polite. Do you want me to show you what 'rough' really is?”
Ethan's eyes glinted menacingly as he looked at me. I saw a flash of madness in them and faltered for a moment. Right. This bastard was no ordinary psycho.
“Seeing how desperately you're hiding your face, I'll definitely have to identify you. You know something about that beast, don't you? Why were you here at this hour? If you don't talk by the count of three, prepare to die...”
It was then that Ethan grabbed the edge of my hood.
“Aaaah!”
A scream, presumably Aurora's, echoed from a distance.
While Ethan faltered in surprise, I shook him off and ran again.
“Damn it!”
I heard Ethan curse as he looked back and forth between me fleeing and the direction of Aurora's scream.
Then, I suddenly realized the brooch that had been fastening my robe was gone.
*'You're not Cinderella, so why'd you have to drop it right there, Cherry!'*
I cursed my carelessness and started to go back, but Ethan had already picked up the brooch from the ground.
After a brief inspection, Ethan slipped it into the jacket pocket of his police uniform. Then, he ran in Aurora's direction.
I sighed and sank to the ground.
The brooch Ethan had taken wasn't engraved with the Sinclair family crest.
But to me, it was more important than that. It was a gift from my late father.
It was a brooch set with a rubellite, a gem the color of my hair, surrounded by intricately crafted golden flowers that resembled the color of my eyes.
C. S.
Those initials were engraved on the back.
But he would never guess those initials stood for 'Cherry Sinclair.' The Cherry Sinclair known to the public would never be caught beating up a monster in a dingy alley.
The shock of losing my father's last gift was immense, but I had to survive first.
*'That's right. He won't know it's me.'*
More than that, Aurora's sudden scream weighed on my mind. The monster was definitely dead, so why would she scream again?
I was worried, but I couldn't go back there. I was afraid of getting caught by Ethan again.
I checked the box of Elpinus Herbs in my belt bag. Right. In any case, I had accomplished my goal. Safely.