Chapter 7
Translator: True Detective
007. Truth
Hehehe.
Aria turned her gaze to the dazzling sunlight coming in through the window.
Because the color was exactly the same as Yuna's hair color, so I really liked it.
"Sister, no... hey."
Then she slowly stretched and looked around.
'Is Yuna going to be okay?'
Worrying about the ominous dream she had.
There was no time to hesitate. I had to check on Yuna's safety no matter what.
It was then.
A dull thud sound, like something heavy being shut, rang out.
Clara snapped her book shut, stood up roughly, and came right up to the bed where Aria was lying.
Black hair, pale skin, and purple eyes.
She, who was a spitting image of Aria to anyone's eyes, spoke with a sneer.
"You finally woke up. I thought you had died. Pfft."
Aria stared into the empty air without a word.
And pretended not to see her as much as possible.
The person in front of my eyes was someone from the Witri family.
Aria must not get involved with the Witri family.
If I get involved, I die.
It's not just Aria who dies. They threatened to kill everyone associated with Aria as well.
And the Witri family is truly capable of doing that.
The precious person to Aria is Yuna.
I really, really, really, really didn't want Yuna to die. But other than that, anyone else can just die.
So I can't pretend to know anyone. Because I made it out alive by swearing to live as quietly as a dead mouse.
It was imprinted on Aria's body. Deep inside my body, there is a scar left by the Witri family.
A scar that cannot be washed away, erased, or forgotten.
It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts, they split the open wound. Split it again. Keep splitting it.
"...Sister?"
As Aria began to tremble violently, Clara flinched a little.
"But I won't, won't die, but it hurts, it hurts so much, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."
"Huh...?"
Therefore, I must not make contact with anyone from the Witri family.
They said it wouldn't just end with a scar this time. Barely making it out alive last time was due to a change of heart from the family head.
Solely thanks to that.
But Aria's father, the head of the family, is very fickle. He is probably regretting letting me go alive now.
No, he definitely regrets it.
The head of the family feels disgust that the lump of meat that pretended to be his daughter is still perfectly alive with both eyes open.
I can be certain of that.
So I must not leave the academy, nor can I make eye contact or mix words with anyone from the Witri family.
Then death will come right up to my doorstep. Yuna will be in danger too. Therefore.
Aria began to dry heave.
Because the person in front of her was someone from the Witri family.
It was due to disgust, fear, and survival instincts wildly acting up.
"Ughhh..."
Clara frowned.
This was the Royal Medical Center.
If she hadn't intervened, Aria would have died back there.
Her body's condition was that serious.
The fact that Aria was able to miraculously wake up in just a few days was all thanks to Clara's devoted nursing.
Or so she herself thought.
Though it was actually just because the facilities and medical staff were good.
'It's all thanks to me, so why...!'
Why is she being so cross?
It's not like she particularly wanted to hear words of gratitude. That wouldn't suit Aria.
Even if she just laughed coldly and said something like, "Hmph, whatever," Clara would have sneered back and been satisfied.
But, this.
"...This isn't right."
Unable to hold back any longer, Clara jumped up and climbed onto the bed where Aria was lying.
Squeezing out a few tears.
With a thin, translucent blanket between them.
The two people's legs overlapped and crossed over each other.
White and slender. But legs with just a bit of flesh around the thighs.
Clara completely straddled and sat down heavily on Aria's thighs.
Aria trembled and tried hard to look away from Clara.
"Hey. Why do you keep pretending not to know me? You can see me! You can feel me! You can hear everything, so why...!"
When she still didn't react, Clara decided to use her last resort.
She had heard everything from the school nurse.
You cherish that pendant so much?
Aria was the one who made her angry first.
So doing this much was fine.
Because she had saved her life.
Because she was the person she admired the most in the world.
Clara pulled Aria's pendant out from her embrace.
At that moment.
Aria's pupils gradually contracted.
And began to shake violently.
'I guess it was that precious of an item?'
Just as Clara was about to examine the inside of the pendant.
Aria opened her mouth towards Clara for the first time.
"...Give it back."
"Sister. You finally to me..."
"Give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back, give it back, Aria's pendant, give it back, give it back, give it back, I said give it back!!!!!!"
"...Huh?"
Aria lunged at her.
Bang! Because she headbutted her, Clara stumbled and fell backward.
Aria fiercely scrambled over her, struggling with all her might to snatch the pendant from Clara's hand.
"Give it, hand it over! I said hand it over!!! Hand over the pendant!!!"
"N-no! You! You didn't acknowledge me first...!"
"Hand it over! Give it to me!!! Give it...!!! Give me Aria's pendant!!! Give it to me!!!"
Disgusting.
Repulsive.
Don't touch the pendant containing Yuna's picture while looking like me.
Aria thought so.
It's an insult to Yuna. Yuna despises me. Things that Yuna despises must not go near Yuna.
The thing in front of me looks so disgusting. Of course, because she looks like me.
I like Yuna so much. Other people must like Yuna too. That way Yuna won't get hurt.
But that bitch must not like Yuna.
Because she looks like me.
I don't want to hurt a pitiful child like Yuna anymore.
She will definitely get hurt. Because Yuna is soft-hearted. The feeling of a disgusting-looking person liking you, that feels really repulsive and scary.
"Just give it back...!!!"
"N-noooo!!!"
Because the two had similar builds, their strength was evenly matched. It seemed like there wouldn't be an easy winner, but.
"Ugh. Gi, give, give it back..."
Aria's body was far too broken down.
Quickly overpowered, pinned down, and having her wrists grabbed, Aria muttered while avoiding Clara's eyes.
"No! You didn't acknowledge me first! Why aren't you! Why! Why! Why!"
"Aria's pendant, give it back..."
"P-promise me you'll acknowledge me from now on!"
"No, no, I can't. I can't do that... that..."
Flinch.
Trickle.
Sensing that Aria's bed had become wet with something, Clara backed off first.
With a flustered face, blushing.
Th-this is also immorality. A kind of guilty pleasure.
Aria, trembling violently in fear, hugged the pendant Clara left behind tightly as if it were incredibly precious.
'She's trembling out of fear?'
Why?
However, she couldn't ask that.
Because Aria, right in front of her, opened her mouth while looking at her with dead eyes.
"...Inside, you didn't look, right?"
There was only a picture of Aria taken with an incredibly pretty person.
'...Something like that is that precious?'
Just who in the world is that person?
Clara began to have doubts.
And she answered, trailing off her sentence.
"Yeah, Sister..."
Aria believed those words implicitly.
Because after receiving a series of shocks, several irreversible aftereffects had remained in her brain.
'Hehehe.'
My own little Yuna must continue to remain as little Yuna. If someone finds out, her value will completely... gasp!
I shouldn't think like that. Because Yuna isn't a product. I should think about sharing her with everyone, I shouldn't try to monopolize her by myself.
That way everyone will know Yuna's charm. That way they will become Yuna's friends, and Yuna will escape from loneliness.
"Hehehee."
Aria smirked as she thought that.
'...She's not normal.'
Clara thought so and brought Aria back to the academy.
"From now on, you must come to see me periodically. Promise?"
"Yes, yes."
"And, about what happened back then..."
"Please don't mind that. I just fell down while playing around."
Hehehe.
Now I can breathe the same air as Yuna again. But is that thought too perverted? Being a pervert is a no-no...!
Because Yuna wouldn't have that kind of knowledge! Imagining weird things is also completely forbidden! Forbidden!
Yuna is so kind. She is so, so incredibly kind that she'd even accept an offer to be the princess's body double.
But the world is a hard place for kind people to live. They die quickly.
So I have to help her. Hehehe. It's also an opportunity to see Yuna wearing a pure white dress directly with my own two eyes.
The masquerade ball starts tomorrow.
My dormitory was taken away, and I have no clothes to wear. I was kicked out with absolutely nothing, but there must be a way!
As I was thinking that, Clara Witri approached.
"Excuse me, Sister. If you have nowhere to go... I wouldn't really mind if you stayed in my dorm."
"I don't want to."
"Why?"
Because you look disgusting. Why do you have to look like Aria of all people? Yuna might get scared. Especially if two identical faces are wandering around...
"Because you are a Witri."
But come to think of it, it was strange.
Aria's mother died due to an affair with another man. Aria was born from that affair.
Clara Witri is a relative on the paternal side. Therefore, Aria and Clara are strangers with no blood relation.
'...But why do they look so similar?'
I was a little puzzled.
But I don't really want to dig into it.
I'm not interested. Because I have Yuna. I must think of Yuna.
But when I think of Yuna, I have no spare energy to think of other things.
I only left Yuna in my mind.
Thereforeimustdrawyuna
Imustsaveyuna.
So I turned around.
Dragging the leg that now didn't move at all.
'If necessary, I'll even have to crash the ballroom.'
It was right when I was thinking that.
Thud.
Behind me, Clara slumped down.
Why is she looking at me with such sad eyes...?