episode_0074

gray.

The whole world looks grey.

The days when I was in love with a boy.

Everything in his life felt beautiful and colorful.

The blue sky too.

The red sunset too.

Even the darkness that covers the world in pitch black.

I could feel the overflowing vitality of the fragrant trees and flowers with my whole skin.

There was an incomparable warmth in the words whispered skin-to-skin with a loved one.

She was happy.

Just being able to be by the boy’s side.

Neither social status, nor great wealth, nor even the talents that were considered the best could compare to the happiness he had brought her.

If she could stay by his side even if it meant losing everything else, she could choose that path without hesitation.

Surely, it was.

“Ahh… ”

And now.

To Tirissia Brouard, all reality that came into view appeared colorless and bleak.

Since the irreversible breakdown with the boy,

Nothing interests him.

Joy, delight, happiness.

It’s as if some part of my brain that feels those emotions has lost its taste.

Tyrisia felt nothing in the meaningless life she was living and would continue to live.

The boy’s faith and trust, and the boundless love he had given her.

The moment she lost it, she lost her purpose in living.

Every hour. Every minute. Every second.

Despair is squeezing her throat.

All Tyrissia could do was sit in her chair, thinking of the boy who existed in the outside world all day long, and endure the pain.

There was no need or reason to do anything else.

If I didn’t recall the boy’s face and the happiness of the past, I would have been swallowed up in despair, and I didn’t even know what I would do.

The reason she can’t even hold onto a glimmer of hope is because she’s come to the realization that no matter what sacrifice she makes, she can’t change the boy’s heart.

There is no way to reverse the catastrophe that has already occurred.

If I could turn back time, I would never have made that choice.

But since magic is not an all-powerful miracle, it was nothing more than a vain delusion that only caused more heartache.

Tirisia looked at the silver flower the old butler had brought her, and prayed fervently that it would smell like the boy’s scent.

I wanted to meet him, Erto, so badly.

In her heart, where most emotions had died down, there was only one desire that burned hotter than before.

I want to be by Erto’s side.

I want to feel his gaze, hear his voice, and be touched by his warm hands as I used to.

But now, from the flower she was holding in her hand, all she could smell was the dirt of the flower bed and the smell of grass coming from the flower.

“Erto… ”

Now you’re trying to have a relationship with a boy again,

There was no way such a thing could be permitted.

Looking back on what I did, it was a cruel betrayal that was not enough to just cut ties.

It was actually a great consideration that the boy broke up with her just by saying so without doing any harm to her.

But it would be foolish to believe that there is a single ray of infatuation in the boy’s heart.

His eyes. His voice. His tone of voice.

That cold last appearance, when he was lying on the floor begging, pleading, and holding on to her, without even giving her a single glance.

No matter how positive one tries to think, one cannot help but realize reality in that cold temperature.

Erto will never look back at himself again.

That was the worst truth of all, the one that pushed Tyrissia into hell.

“Ahh… Ahh… !”

Tirisia herself felt this fact deeply, so after returning home from her last outing, she stayed locked up in her room like a mountain corpse, doing nothing.

She couldn’t leave anyway, but since she had lost the will to do so, this prison was actually a better fit for her now.

In this way, Tirissia was just wasting away time in the abyss she had created, frozen like a stone.

Enduring the endless contradiction of wanting to meet the boy again, but not being able to.

Chewing on loneliness, pain, and regret that digs deep into my heart,

That was how I managed to maintain a shred of sanity.

But now, the tiny flower she was holding in her hand.

“Erto… Erto… !”

It broke the wall of impulse that had been precarious.

It may not have been the old butler’s intention, but that small consideration caused a crack in Tirisia’s heart, which had barely managed to hold on without being crushed by her own sins.

thud!

She collapsed on her knees in front of the tea table.

Tirisia sat down, holding the silver flower in her arms, and felt a pain that felt like her heart was being torn apart.

“Ugh… Aaaah… Aaah… !”

Everything is of his own making.

I betrayed Erto with my own thoughts and will, with all my heart.

Even if the curse of fascination covers your emotions, that is the truth that cannot be avoided.

Although she was the victim, she was also the perpetrator who caused Erto the greatest pain, so Tirisia had to take full responsibility for her sins.

Even if this regret, this heart crushed by sin, does not reach him,

Even if he never looks at you again,

She must send a one-sided apology in this never-ending punishment.

“Ugh… Ugh… Huaaa!”

Tirisia fell to the floor, clutching tightly the flower the boy had always picked for her, the one she had always loved because it was the same color as her.

No, it would be more appropriate to say that he fell down.

With sobs and endless wailing from the pain she felt in her body and mind, Tirisia hit her head hard on the ground.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

I know.

That this is all one’s own karma.

I know.

That there is no way out of this hell.

I know.

Also, there should be no forgiveness for such a vile and filthy traitorous whore.

“Ugh… Ugh… Ugh! Aaaah!”

but,

But, but, but,

Even though you know in your head that it is right,

This pain feels like my heart is being ripped out of my chest,

The despair of never seeing that boy’s smile again,

I have such deep regret for my stupid self,

It was just too much to bear with my mind clear.

I feel like my head is going to get messed up somehow.

I can’t find any reason to hold on to my reason.

As for the emotions that ran wild, it was an area that was uncontrollable, separate from the perception of reality.

I want to disappear like this.

Forever.

In this world.

You can’t go outside the room, but you can use magic inside.

If you cut off the neck in one breath,

If that is the case, then even this immortal body can certainly perish.

One decision can free you from this endless suffering.

The means are already in hand, and all that remains is the simple choice of letting go of hope and reality.

Swish—

A bright, silvery magical energy rises from the body of Tirisia, who is curled up on the floor.

The liberation called surrender sweetly beckons her.

If I can never restore my relationship with Erto anyway,

Maybe there is no reason to live.

That thought solidified within Tirisia―

―

“… ”

――

“… ”

―――

“… No.”

After a long silence, Tyrissia spoke in a cold voice.

“No… No… No… No… That’s not it… ”

Suddenly,

She gritted her teeth and resisted the temptation in the darkness that promised to free her from all sin.

It was nonsense to end it all like this.

at least,

at least-

Because there was a human being who had to perish before himself.

The mastermind behind all this.

A man who approached her and put a curse on her, ruining her relationship with Erto.

At least I can’t leave that man alone like this.

The relationship between Erto and himself is already irreversible no matter what is done,

The way that man wins over everyone and lives with a smile on his face is something that should never be tolerated.

At the very least, if he doesn’t push the man into a hell that’s deeper than the one he fell into, a hell that burns even his soul.

Even though that act would not atone for Erto, he could not just give up like this.

“Kelg… Durakal… ”

Tirisia fell face down on the floor and called out the name of the man who was the source of all evil.

Gooo …

Anger quickly took over every emotion, and her body began to respond in an idealistic way.

A torrent of pouring magical power fills the room, brightly illuminating all directions.

At the center of that light, Tyrissia slowly rose up.

She raised her head and let out a loud scream, clutching the flower that reminded her of the boy’s scent.

“Kelg Durakal!”

Kwaaah!

The barrier that had been spread across the room attempted to absorb all the magical power that exploded, but the power she unleashed was now beginning to transcend what was considered common sense.

Open up what emotions are beyond the critical point―

“Kelg―!! Durakal―!!”

Tirisia’s magical circuit went out of control.

Boom――!!

The overwhelming force released destroyed her room along with the barrier, sending shockwaves in all directions.

Kugugugugugu!

“―”

With a heavy magical force that made the space tremble, she started walking down the open hallway towards somewhere.

“Miss?! Miss!!”

“What is this… Huh!”

The servants who immediately rushed in at the sound of a huge explosion were shocked to see the room with the barrier completely shattered and Tirisia walking down the hallway in a negligee.

That included the old butler who had just brought her flowers.

He looked at Tirisia, who had managed to escape by force, with an expression on his face that seemed to question what kind of fuse he had lit.

It must be stopped.

If you refuse the punishment handed down by the lord’s order in this way, all your patience will go down the drain.

But no one there stopped Tirisia’s steps.

It would be impossible for commoners to have such abilities. It would be the same for nobles.

Everyone just covered their mouths and stepped back in front of Tirisia, who was walking while emitting magical powers that transcended human perception and never existed in history.

“―”

Passing by the servants looking at her from both sides, Tirisia headed towards the confidential vault of the Brewery family with an expressionless face.

Boom!

She smashed down the vault door, which was protected by multiple layers of magic and physics, with her fist and entered the deepest area of the place.

At the end of the safe, the item she had been looking for was safely stored.

A treasured sword passed down through generations in the Brood family. Broonak.

Holding the sword in her hand, shining as transparently as sharp ice, Tirisia walked out of the mansion and into the hallway.

Shoo-

Outside, heavy rain was pouring down from the sky covered with dark clouds.

Crackle, crackle,

Tyrisia walked into the rain, wearing a negligee and barefoot, holding only a sword.

“Lady Tirisia!”

The servants and the old butler who followed her out of the mansion called her name, but Tirisia could no longer hear a word.

There was only one thought on her mind.

“Kelg Durakal.”

Thud!

Kicking into the air and flying into the sky, Tyrisia let out her destructive feelings.

Anger towards others that she had never felt before, pouring out all her heart.

“You must die.”

The name of that emotion was murder.

*

Shoo-

The weather forecast for the afternoon said there would be a lot of rain.

As he said, heavy rain was pouring down from the dark clouds covering the sky.

Inside the Academy’s classroom, where afternoon lectures were in full swing.

Because of Senior Perjena’s work, my mind was in disarray, so I sat by the window with a blank expression, looking out at the scenery outside.

What is visible is a wide, downhill road connecting the main building and the plaza, visible through the hazy rain.

It was a boring sight with no change happening as no one was passing by while the lecture was in progress.

All that can be heard there is the sound of countless raindrops.

As I looked at that peaceful sight, I felt like my troubled heart was calming down a little.

“… Uh.”

But then, as I was looking out the window, a new object suddenly appeared in my field of vision.

It was a girl who appeared on the hill road with slow steps.

“… !”

CLANG!

The moment I realized who she was, I toppled over my chair and sat up.

“Tiri… Sia?”

The students around me looked at me with puzzled eyes at my sudden behavior.

And then they started following me and checking out the window as I was blankly staring.

There,

Tirisia, who appeared in a negligee that she only wears to bed, was walking barefoot through the rain.

In one hand she held an old sword that she had seen in the safe in her house.

“What the…?!”

Knock knock!

The moment I opened the window, feeling that something was unusually wrong,

[Kelg Durakal―]

A thunderous decree shook the heavens and earth and fell upon the Academy.

“Whoa?!”

“Wow?!”

Several students fell on their butts in surprise at the soul-stirring voice.

And then, through the heavens and the earth, the voice of Tirissia echoed throughout the church.

[Come here.]

It was her voice, which had sunk cold, a voice I had never heard before.

Tyrisia spoke to Durakal in that unfamiliar voice, filled with frozen murderous intent.

[I came to kill you.]