episode_0145

My sister cried.

It didn’t take long to realize that fact.

Because the trembling handwriting and the letters smeared with tears said it all.

“This… … . What is this… … .”

okay. That was important, but what really mattered was what was written in the letter.

[――He spewed out incomprehensible words and struck with his hands for the first time. And I――]

Exactly this part. This was the most important content in the long content.

He is already the most rotten person in the world who ruined my sister’s perfection. Such a rotten bastard, how dare he stab my sister?

‘Useless.’

“… … .”

I shivered at the sound of my now-deceased father’s voice echoing in my head, even if only for a moment, and gritted my teeth and held the letter tightly.

Dare, dare, dare to my sister… … !!

My head was so hot. My stomach was turning over with unbearable anger, and I felt like I was going to vomit everything inside me right here and now.

‘I can’t forgive… … . I can’t forgive you, Derque La Rochelle… … !!’

This is why my nephew cried. How surprised I was. Seeing as the letter was unsealed, it looks like he didn’t read the letter, but he must have guessed it just by looking at the smudged part on the outside of the letter.

My niece is as smart as her sister, so that alone would have been enough to infer it.

It may seem like a big leap, but if you’re drunk enough to stab yourself, the atmosphere must have been very bad for a long time.

Of course, the nephew who stayed at the mansion couldn’t have known that, so he must have realized it the moment he received such a watery letter. I said, “What is coming has come.”

“… … This is not the time to be like this.”

After trying to cool my head, feeling like something was going to happen due to my anger, I roughly threw away the letter in my hand and quickly started gathering the things I needed.

As I was busily gathering my things, I stopped for a moment when I saw my nephew sleeping face down on the desk.

‘There is no time to wake me up now… … . I have class tomorrow, so I can’t skip it, and if I want to look into the contents of this letter… … . I guess I’ll have to let him sleep here for now.’

It was so hot that my thoughts seemed to stop flowing, but I managed to make up my mind, took off my gown, put it on my nephew’s shoulders, and left the lab.

After getting out of the lab, I ran toward the trail where I had a picnic with my sister, as written in the letter.

“Ha… … . ha… … .”

Since I hadn’t done much exercise since I started teaching, I was already so exhausted that I couldn’t breathe properly when I got to the trail, but I didn’t stop.

At that time, after entering the academy. The trail I walked to talk to my sister who came to help me after I collapsed.

It was closer to a walk than could be called a picnic, but my sister that day said it was definitely a picnic, so this must have been correct. If not here, I would have to go back to Arbel Mansion, but that would definitely not be possible.

No, it’s enough to think about that after checking this place.

“Phew… … .”

After trying to control my excitement, I used dirt magic to remove enough dirt to reveal the tree’s roots. I was able to find a small wooden box buried among the thickest roots.

I immediately cleared away more of the ground and took out the wooden box to check inside.

“Another letter… … ?”

For a moment, I thought, “Is there really a need to handle things in such a complicated way?” I quickly opened the letter, wondering if my sister would have something on her mind.

And the letter contained quite shocking content.

[Priscilla. If you opened this letter, it would mean that my daughter gave it to you. I’ll tell you straight. I am now suspicious of my daughter, Charlotte.]

The letter started with such unexpected content that the more I read, the more my heated head cooled down and I felt as if my spine was frozen.

To summarize what was written in the letter, it was as follows. It is said that one day Derkel started drinking a lot to a strange extent.

As Derkel was a person who was not particularly interested in alcohol, her sister, who thought that the problem was not Derkel but alcohol, began to look into the alcohol that Derkel used to drink.

I really don’t want to believe that my sister, who started looking for the source of the alcohol, pointed out that she was the culprit under the circumstances… … .

“Speechless… … . no… … .”

It was my sister’s daughter and my niece, Charlotte.

[I didn’t want to believe it either. So I looked at it again and again and again. Starting with the distribution process of wine, who delivered it, where, when, and how, where the wine was originally located, how the wine was stored, where and how many bottles of wine were made. I looked at everything, everything without exception――]

But in the end, I couldn’t find anything strange. I searched as much as I could, but I really couldn’t find anything.

[I think I’m going crazy too. Me and his daughter are going to kill him… … . No, because it hasn’t been confirmed yet. So, please help me. I haven’t told him about this yet… … . If things continue like this, I think both he and I will go crazy… … . Despite my shame, I will ask you this, Priscilla. If you’re willing to help, dig under the old tree inside the girls’ dormitory. Because I buried the wine he was drinking there――]

It’s just that it’s okay if it turns out that he’s crazy about drinking. Please take a look at the wine I sent you.

After reading the entire contents of the letter, I was shaken by a sudden feeling of dizziness.

I tried to reach for a tree, but my vision was spinning and I fell down in place.

“The child who cried like that… … . He did something like that… … ?”

I blinked for a moment in confusion at the incomprehensible cognitive dissonance.

‘no… … . Let’s not judge hastily… … .’

okay. As stated in this letter, it has not yet been confirmed that my niece is the culprit, so I will first have to check the wine that my sister said she sent.

With that in mind, I got up, restored the dirt I had removed with dirt magic, and headed to the girls’ dormitory as written in the letter.

To find out what the truth is.

* * *

Misunderstandings start with questions, lead to imagination, and end with the absence of conversation.

uh? Why is my fiancé with that guy? I see you two meeting without me. Are you cheating on me?

‘Why are you doing this all of a sudden! ‘You have to tell me to know!’

‘Hmph, that’s enough. I never want to speak to a man like you again. good bye.’

Something like this.

Of course, this is just an example and does not actually happen. No, maybe it actually happened.

anyway. In this way, when people judge something, they first look at the situation and then interpret the situation through their knowledge or preconceptions.

And the leap of thought at the end begins to move under the name of misunderstanding.

“This… … . What is this… … .”

I was lying face down on the desk, reading the letter with Priscilla’s voice coming from behind me, and I imagined her face becoming more and more distorted.

What kind of misunderstanding do you have? What kind of face does he look like when he gets angry? No, not angry, but sad? Either way, it’s too bad I don’t get to see that distorted face with my own eyes.

After pretending to sleep like that for a while, Priscilla began to move with a light fluttering sound.

“… … This is not the time to be like this.”

After muttering that, she started to move around, put something like a cloth over my shoulder, and left the lab.

About 2 minutes after that. After confirming that Priscilla had not come back in, I slowly got up, and the cloth I had draped over my shoulder naturally fell to the floor.

“… … .”

What fell to the floor was the pure white gown that Priscilla usually wore. The white gown was dusty because it had fallen on the floor, and because it was colored, the stains were even more noticeable.

I quietly picked up the gown, brushed off the dust on it, and slowly closed my eyes.

“Phew… … .”

After putting Priscilla’s gown on the desk, I walked slowly and looked down at the window.

Spotting Priscilla’s platinum hair shining in the moonlight in the distance, I roughly calculated the time until Priscilla returned and closed my eyes.

After reading the letter, Priscilla will move on to find the next letter. And the next letter will probably contain suspicions that I am the culprit.

Priscilla, who followed the letter and found the wine, confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the contents of the wine, contrary to what was written in the letter… … .

Priscilla, who has lost her mind, prepares a deadly poison that will kill the head of the family and sends it to her by tricking her into thinking it is an elixir, along with a letter saying there is nothing wrong with the wine.

Or, you could go directly to the mansion to check on the condition.

“Everything is as calculated.”

One way or another, the head of the family will definitely die from this incident. Whether he died from drinking Priscilla’s poison or from drugs.

In the former case, Priscilla will be destroyed first, followed by her younger brother. If it is the latter, the younger brother will be destroyed first, and then Priscilla will be destroyed.

“It doesn’t matter either way.”

Either way, everyone involved in this incident will surely be destroyed. The head of the family will die, and the mother, who could not bear it all, will suffer and die in agony.

The younger brother will be arrested for kin murder, and Priscilla will also be arrested for the same reason as her younger brother. No, Priscilla might make an extreme choice on the spot as soon as she realizes that her mother is dead.

anyway. At the latest, half a year. The position of head of the family will come to me within three months at the earliest.

“… … .”

From the moment I ascend to the position of head of the family, the final chapter of the real story begins.

Just a little bit further.

“Ha… … .”

I think about that every time I finish work. Now just a little bit further. Just need to do a little more.

Those words, which were definitely expected and enjoyable in the past, have now somehow become words that make me feel uncomfortable just hearing them.

“Hermel… … .”

I quietly opened my eyes and muttered Hermel’s name, then stepped away from the window and brought back a blank piece of paper and a pen that could be used appropriately.

[Sorry for falling asleep. I guess I lost my energy because I cried so much. I can’t bother you anymore, so I’ll leave for today and come back later. -Charlotte left-]

“Come back next time, ”

Will there really be a next time?

I smiled bitterly, placed the note on Priscilla’s gown, and left the lab.