Chapter 29: 3 March, Abyssal Emotion

Translator: Soafp

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[Ginro PoV]

“Haah… haah… guh.”

The moment I looked into her eyes, I knew it instinctively.

The person in front of me is Yuran’s… older sister…

Why on earth is Yuran’s older sister here?!

“Why are you breathing so heavily? You’re ruining your beauty.”

Yuran’s sister tucks my hair behind my ear and licks her cheek.

“Eh… Ah…”

“Fufufu, why are you so flustered? Nervous, perhaps?”

What’s going on?

I can’t keep up with this situation at all, and I’m completely bewildered.

Let’s organize the information from scratch…

I unlocked the room’s door… and when I entered, there were high heels for some reason… and then Yuran’s sister was there.

No, it’s not working. Even after organizing the situation, I still can’t comprehend it.

But why is Yuran’s sister in this room in the first place?

…Yuran doesn’t talk much about his sister.

But everything he has told me about his sister paints a picture of her as a truly repulsive person.

Yuran despised his sister from the bottom of his heart.

So why is his sister in Yuran’s house?

“Oh, I haven’t properly introduced myself. I’m Maya Kimisaki, Yuran’s older sister.”

…As I thought…

“I’m Suzune Ginro. Nice to meet you.”

“Fufu, you have a beautiful name.”

“T-Thank you.”

I offer my hand as a formality, but she doesn’t take it.

“Talking here isn’t ideal. Come inside. I’ve prepared some hospitality.”

“Eh?… Um, okay.”

Yuran’s sister gestures for me to enter as if she’s inviting a friend over to her own house.

Wait… This is Yuran’s house, right?

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One moment I wanted to leave here as soon as possible, but I ended up heading to the living room as she had invited me.

“Eh…? Ah… amazing…”

Upon reaching the living room, I couldn’t help but express my admiration when I saw the scene.

The living room where we usually spent time had transformed into an elegant space fit for nobility. A decorated tablecloth was placed on the table, adorned with croissants and various pastries. The chairs had changed from plain ones to luxurious and grand ones. I could even hear the chirping of birds in the background.

“Fufu, I’m glad you like it.”

“…Ha-Haha.”

While I acknowledged the magnificence of the decor, I couldn’t help but wonder if Yuran had given his permission for this. Based on the information Yuran had shared about his sister, it didn’t seem likely that she would seek his approval for such a thing.

This person… she was the worst, a person who trampled on Yuran’s feelings and turned him into her plaything.

…What could be her objective?

“Fufu, why are you just standing there? Please have a seat.”

“Eh… ah, sure.”

“There’s something I want to discuss with you.”

Her eyes seemed to see through everything, and I felt as if an unseen force compelled me to sit down in the chair, as if it were restraining me. Yuran’s sister also took a seat, creating an atmosphere that was far from an elegant tea party.

I was cautious of her, but she also seemed to exude an aura of anger or displeasure towards me, as if she knew something about Yuran and me. Perhaps she was furious about our relationship, despite everything that had happened.

“What kind of relationship do you have with Yuran?”

Breaking the silence, she finally spoke.

“Uh… What kind of relationship? Well, we’re dating, sort of…”

The moment I explained our relationship as she had asked, the already heavy atmosphere seemed to grow even heavier. Her ominous aura darkened further.

“So, it’s as I suspected…”

“Yes?”

“I’ve heard things about you from Yuran.”

A pause.

Yuran had talked to his sister about me?

It couldn’t be…

“He said he’s annoyed that you keep following him around even though he’s dumped you several times.”

“…Eh?”

“Yuran is kind to everyone, so maybe he led you on, but as his sister, let me give you some advice: stop getting any closer to him. I told him that he really should change his habit of being nice to everyone.

“Eh…?”

“Don’t you understand? Don’t get any closer to Yuran, don’t bother him, and don’t cause trouble for him and me.”

“What…? I don’t…”

What was this woman talking about?

Was Yuran really annoyed by my presence?

This sudden turn of events left my low-spec brain unable to keep up. Yuran would never say such things. This woman was making up lies to drive a wedge between us.

But why… How could she say such baseless accusations with such conviction? Her eyes pierced through me, and it felt like she was speaking the truth.

Beyond the fear, I found myself strangely compelled to respect her. Right now, I needed to gather as much information as possible.

“Did Yuran really say that?”

“Do you not know? Yuran said that you’re an annoying presence.”

“That can’t be true…”

“Did you say something?”

“…”

I was tongue-tied under her ominous gaze.

What was happening here?

“Why… Yuran and I…”

“He’s mine, do you understand? Yuran is mine, a person I’ve nurtured for my own sake.”

“What are you talking about…”

“Like I said, you’re in the way of his growth. Can you just disappear?”

I couldn’t speak as her eyes bore into me. Her words were clearly delusional, but they carried a chilling weight that couldn’t be dismissed as mere fantasy.

But it was all wrong.

This woman had violated Yuran.

She had confined him, violated him, and planted deep traumas in his mind and body.

A person like her, speaking of Yuran as if he were her possession, as if she had done everything for him…

I couldn’t accept it.

So, I had to say it. All of it.

“I… love Yuran.”

“What…?”

“And Yuran loves me too. That’s the truth.”

“Ginro…? What are you talking about?”

She maintained a composed smile, but her eyes were predatory, like a carnivore hunting its prey.

“Yuran chose me to live with him.”

“…”

“You’re the one who’s in the way. You need to disappear.”

I spoke with unwavering determination, confronting this woman’s twisted beliefs.

As soon as I uttered those words, something broke with a crash.

Crash! Smash!

It was the stylishly decorated table that made the cacophonous noise. Reacting instinctively, I fell backward with the chair.

“Eh…?”

Had my words offended her so much? But to break the table like this…

This place held memories of many meals shared between Yuran and me, despite the fashionable decorations. The senselessness of it all and the feeling of loss threatened to overwhelm me.

“Gyaaa!”

“Huh?”

Without caring about my emotional state, the woman let out a strange cry and threw the coffee cup she had in her hand. As it flew through the air, the coffee inside splashed everywhere, and the shattered cup fragments rained down on me.

“Ah!”

“Why… Why is everyone trying to tear apart my relationship with Yuran?”

“Eh…?”

Standing on the other side of the broken table, the woman appeared to be muttering to herself as she moved her body in strange, snakelike motions, clawing at her beautiful black hair.

“Even Mana… She did the same… She lied, deceived me, and made me suffer…”

“Mana!? What do you mean?”

“Fufufufufu!” (Maya)

“Fufufu” (Maya)

“I see…” (Maya)

“Yuran… This must be a test.” (Maya)

“What are you… saying?”

Before me stood not the beautiful woman with flowing black hair from earlier, but a figure filled with madness and horror, as if possessed by a demon—a person whose survival instincts had deteriorated to the point of losing all reason.

How… How did she end up like this?

She was someone who had harmed Yuran so profoundly…

“Yuran, fufu… It was the day we first met. I was foolish and hopeless at the time. I thought our siblings, Mana, Mai, and Mahiro, were enough, and I neglected you. But you saved me from my own foolishness and from being an outcast. You saved me from bullying. At that moment, I thought, ‘Ah… this person is my destiny.’ I believed I was born to marry you. From that day on, my purpose in life became to see your smile. I would do anything to see you happy, even if it meant selling my body to dirty old men. It was never a burden because your smile was so radiant and heartwarming. Your smile filled the void in my heart. Yuran… Yuran… Ah… just thinking about that smile tightens my heart. Fufufu… I love you, Yuran. But at some point, you started drifting away from me. I lived solely for you, but you weren’t living just for me! So I locked you away and forced us to become one. At that time, you seemed so delighted, and I was truly happy. I never expected that you would also enjoy sharing my feelings. Even your classmates seemed to celebrate it. But… a few weeks later, you disappeared somewhere. I thought you had abandoned me. I tried not to think about you anymore, tried to forget and just live my life. But… I found out everything.”

“This woman is the one to blame, right?” (Maya)

“Ginro Suzune… You brainwashed Yuran and stole him from me… Fufu… This is… the trial.” (Maya)

“If I kill you here… Yuran will return.” (Maya)

Crack. Crack.

Having finished her monologue, Maya Kimisaki walked over the debris of the destroyed table towards me.

With the intention to kill me with her own hands.

I understand, I understand.

This person is genuinely trying to kill me.

I need to run away, or I’ll be killed!

Crack. Crack.

Why… why can’t I move?

Move, my legs! I need to run away or I’ll be killed!

Crack.

“Haah…”

“Ah…”

G-gulp!

As soon as she stood in front of me, Maya Kimisaki used both hands to strangle my throat with immense force.

“Ahh… Ahh…”

The pressure was unbearable, like being crushed, and my throat was being compressed and pulverized, making a dreadful sound.

The shock spread to my head, and it felt like my eyes and tongue might pop out and splatter on the ground at any moment.

It was excruciatingly painful.

Was I going to die like this?

I’m sorry, Yuran.

I’m so, so sorry…

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

“Ahh… Ahh…”

My brain matter scattered, and I was running out of oxygen.

Everything necessary for Ginro Suzune to live was being taken away, one by one.

I’m going to die… I’m going to die… I’m going to…

Death…

At the brink of death, I suddenly remembered.

I had experienced this sensation somewhere before.

[‘Suzune, you don’t know about men.’]

[Dad?]

[That’s right. So, I’m going to teach you.]

[Stop it! Dad!]

Ah… ah… aah…

“Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Why didn’t I pick up a weapon back then?

Why didn’t I kill my father at that time?

“Aaahhhhh!”

“Gah!”

Ah…

In that moment, the hands that were choking my neck lost their strength and fell to the ground.

And Maya Kimisaki’s body collapsed to the floor like a powerless toy.

“Ha… Ha… Ha…”

In my right hand was a shard from the broken coffee cup.

That shard was covered in thick, red blood.

Haa… Haa….

I was gasping for breath.

My throat had been crushed.

Just before that happened, the shard of the coffee cup I had thrust forward…

…had pierced Maya Kimisaki’s throat.