episode_0075

It’s been three years since I was trapped in my sister’s trauma.

My body has grown a lot over the past three years, my older sister has also grown noticeably, and my parents have been living their own personal lives, keeping an eye on my older sister.

I questioned the appearance of my parents, but my older sister often told me since I was little that that was just how my parents were, so I just let it go.

And the memories from before I was trapped in the trauma were gradually fading away.

I still remember that my eyes were gouged out and that I lost my memory, but since I hadn’t woken up for so long, it felt like a dream.

Even though I wondered if all those things back then were a dream, evidence that they were not dreams appeared before my eyes every morning, letting me know that what I was seeing was a dream and an illusion.

[1251 days of being trapped in trauma.]

[No clues found yet.]

For your information, I have been trying to find the clues that the screen is talking about for almost three years.

By stalking my sister, I got to know where and how she goes, who she meets, and what kind of training she does to keep her body in shape.

I remembered in detail not only my older sister’s life, but also my mother and father’s life, and compared it to the original situation to find differences.

However, no suspicious items were found as clues.

No clues found.

I was still wandering about that fact.

Besides, I had to hurry and find it because I knew that ‘that day’ when my family would be destroyed was approaching soon.

It was a dream, and a trauma, but I don’t know what will happen when I die.

“Melted. Do you want to play together when you’re bored?”

At that time, Sister Grigori suggested that we play together.

There was no reason not to play together, but I couldn’t do it carelessly because I had to be mindful of my sister’s feelings.

That’s because my older sister was overprotective of me when I was little.

“Andori. Stop talking to our Noki and do your own thing.”

My sister put a barbell with several 25kg plates on it into the machine and grabbed my hand and said,

Grigori seemed a little offended by that action, but I followed my sister’s hand and walked to my playroom, which I had decorated in a corner of the abandoned building.

There were various toys there, including block toys and sandpits for playing with sand.

But Grigori seemed to be dissatisfied with his sister’s behavior and grabbed my empty hand and shouted at her.

“Hey! Isn’t that too much? I said I’d play with your little brother, why are you being so irritable!”

I expected that she would soon be beaten up by her sister for her actions.

It seemed like the two of you were getting along well, but you ended up fighting again.

I’ll have to figure out how to mediate so that my sister doesn’t hit Grigori too hard.

“I’m not saying I want to do that with your little sister or anything, I’m just playing around innocently. What the hell is so annoying about playing with Nokki? I’m not a crazy bitch who feels sexual desire towards kids!”

Oh, shit. Now I can’t stop you.

The words that activated my sister’s trigger came out of Grigori.

The trigger was me. To be exact, it was me forming a relationship.

But, to answer that question so directly in front of my older sister. It seems like Grigori doesn’t want to live.

Wheezing.

At that moment, the energy that my older sister called magic began to spread in all directions.

As soon as I touched the magic, goosebumps appeared all over my body and I started to tremble.

I started to hate holding hands with my sister, and I became scared of it.

But he didn’t show any sign of it.

[Hey. Grigori.]

My sister’s one word was filled with magic and was spat out.

To the ears of those who heard it, it sounded like the words of an angel about to pass judgment on the wicked.

But my sister was never an angel.

[Aren’t you completely ignorant of your topic right now?]

Gulp.

It became difficult to swallow and breathe.

It felt like something was blocking my mouth and nose from the inside.

We have to stop my sister. We have to stop her so we can survive.

“Eugh… … Ugh… … .”

dump.

Grigori couldn’t stand the force and fell to his knees on the floor.

My sister approached Grigori while holding my hand tightly.

The older sister looked down at Grigori and confirmed his theme.

[Grigori. Tell me what your topic is.]

No. If this continues, Grigori will be badly injured.

We have to shout, “Stop it!” Stop it!

‘Sister! Stop it!!’

But no matter how much I shouted at him to stop, nothing came out of his mouth.

I was gradually losing my breath due to my sister’s energy.

chin.

[Grigori, give it a try. By any chance, you still don’t know what your topic is, do you?]

“Ugh… you… … .”

The older sister grabbed Grigori by the collar and put strength into her fist.

But what made my sister even more angry was the influence that spread to me.

It seemed like my sister had failed to control her strength.

“Huh.”

Kwaaak!

My hand was tightening so hard that it felt like it was going to break, as if my sister was trying to make a fist.

I felt my small, weak baby hands turning red as they were crushed.

I felt such excruciating pain.

‘It hurts! It hurts!’

I wanted to speak, but I couldn’t.

I wanted to shake his hand off, but I couldn’t.

‘Sister! Sister!!’

No matter how much I shouted inside, it didn’t come out.

Thud. I felt like I couldn’t breathe.

Huh? Just sleep.

Is it really blocked?

“Ugh, ugh… … Stop… … ”

Heh heh heh. Heh heh.

My whole body is twisted.

I had to shake off his hand and run away.

‘Sister. Please stop. Sister!!’

But there was no way it could be heard.

The older sister said, grabbing Grigori by the collar with one hand.

[Don’t ever say something like that in front of me again. If you say something like that again, next time it won’t end with a warning like this. Do you understand?]

Gulp.

My nose was bleeding.

I tried my best to hold out with all my mental strength, but I couldn’t hold out any longer.

I tried to control my sister’s anger, but it was nearly impossible.

Nod.

Andriy nodded.

My sister seemed satisfied with this and took back the energy she had been exuding.

Fighting.

dump.

I collapsed on the spot.

I took in the sight of Grigori watching me.

And then I slowly closed my eyes.

*

[1251 days trapped in trauma.]

[Found excessive obsession.]

[Returns to the day of 1251.]

[Do you agree with this?]

[yes.]

[Returns to the day of 1251.]

*

Thump thump.

It’s a familiar ceiling that I see every day.

And a phrase was lingering in my head.

“Excessive obsession.”

I instinctively knew that it had something to do with escaping.

And I thought about how to use this.

So I decided to do the same thing as before.

Squeak.

Through the old door, my sister came in carrying a bowl of food.

But today, he seemed surprised by my waking up early.

But that wasn’t much of a problem, so my sister said what she wanted to say.

“Let’s melt and eat. Come here and sit down.”

“Yeah.”

My sister sat down in front of me, took a spoonful of steaming hot soup, blew on it, and brought the spoon to my mouth.

I bit the spoon and drank the soup inside, and my sister took the spoon again, scooped up some soup, and fed it to me.

Tiring!

At that moment, a screen suddenly appeared in front of my older sister.

My sister read the words on the screen while feeding me soup, and I read along with her.

[One or more variables were detected.]

[Risk Level: F]

[I expect there will be no problems.]

What seemed like a variable caused by me didn’t seem to matter much to my sister, so she started focusing on feeding me the soup again.

Although I felt a little disappointed by my sister’s actions, I also felt relieved, and I spent my time slowly eating the soup she gave me.

And so breakfast ended.

Thump thump.

My older sister took the bowl and spoon and went out of the room.

Suddenly.

I thought back to what happened today in the room my sister left.

‘Did you and Mom fight this morning?’

And then I started hearing my sister and mom fighting and yelling at each other like before.

Even though this place was a shantytown, it was well-maintained and soundproofed, so I didn’t know why they were fighting, but just the fact that the two of them were fighting meant that it was predictable that things would turn out the same way as last time.

After the fight with my mom was over, I got ready to go out while waiting for my sister to come in.

Squeak.

“Is your sister here?”

“Huh?”

My sister looked at me again with surprised eyes because while I was getting ready to go out, I was taking out my coat to help her get ready.

My older sister felt puzzled by my behavior, but she put on her coat and we went out together.

Meanwhile, my mom glanced at the two of us, clicked her tongue, and went into the basement where my dad was.

I still don’t know why my mom and sister were fighting.

And I didn’t know what was going on in the basement with my dad.

But it wasn’t my job, so I ignored it and passed by.

With such thoughts in my mind, I followed my older sister and Grigori into the abandoned building that was their secret hideout.

Squeak.

“Oh. You’re here?”

“Here you go. Let’s start quickly.”

“Tsk. You’re really impatient. There’s some exercise equipment right next to you that you can get from inside the city, so let’s use that.”

“Okay. Let’s melt.”

“Yeah.”

And as usual, I watched my older sister exercising.

At that time, my older sister was wearing tight-fitting sportswear that covered only her chest and lower body, so I felt embarrassed to be next to her because I had nowhere to look.

But my older sister, whether she knew my feelings or not, was enjoying exercising while riding the machine and talking enthusiastically about the features of the machine and the exercise method.

But my older sister saw that I was not concentrating because of her, so she kept explaining to me again, asking why I was not concentrating and listening.

I was getting tired of listening to what people expected so much from a three-year-old.

I don’t understand why they keep telling me to listen to this when they won’t be doing this kind of exercise later anyway.

It’s boring and not fun, but it keeps getting emphasized, so I feel strange.

If I were your older sister, I would have bought you food and played with you instead.

“Melted. Do you want to play together when you’re bored?”

But then, Grigori suggested that we play together.

My sister’s gaze turned straight to the two of us, and she put what she was holding back on the device.

And then slowly came towards us.

“Yeah! Okay!”

But then, when I answered, my sister looked surprised again.

I couldn’t help it. I hate it when my sister gets angry, and I hate it when Grigori gets hit.

My sister seemed very shocked by what I said, but she quickly pulled herself together and started exercising again.

This time, I was led to the playroom by Grigori’s hand instead of my older sister’s, and we played together.

Fortunately, this time it seemed to end without any problems.

If only it weren’t for that screen that appeared to my older sister.

Tiring!

[One or more variables were detected.]

[Risk Level: E]

[Do you feel like something is wrong?]

My sister’s hot gaze was directed at the two of us.

It was so hot that I thought my back was going to burn.

Oh, really. Who on earth is behind your sister that allowed her to detect such things?

I became a little curious about my sister’s background.