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    ——That day.

    ——I recall the memories of that day.

    Until that day, the two were merely sisters with a slight rift… that was all.

    One was an Awakened older sister who hid herself, living without presence and never revealing herself to others.

    The other was a younger sister with a model-like, perfect, and well-defined body and appearance, sociable, intelligent, and popular.

    The two had no reason to get involved.

    Nor did they interfere in each other’s lives.

    They merely shared the same womb when they were born, the same blood flowed through them, and they shared the same roof until Dorothy became independent, before she turned thirteen.

    The two rarely talked about personal matters.

    Their spheres of life were completely different.

    When the younger sister was attending school, Dorothy was somewhere in a university laboratory.

    When the younger sister was with people, Dorothy was lonely and immersed in research alone.

    There was no point of contact in their lives.

    The large-scale villain terror due to the great outbursts of Awakened ones in the past [the Great Disaster].

    In this era where the scars of the [Great Disaster] still remained, the existence of the Awakened older sister was unnecessary and only a hindrance to the younger sister.

    Rather, they shouldn’t get involved.

    If they did get involved, the younger sister’s path, which should have been wide open, could be blocked instead.

    There was no point of contact.

    There shouldn’t be any point of contact.

    An older sister who could stimulate people’s trauma and be designated as a ‘villain’ at any time shouldn’t exist.

    And.

    And one day.

    The younger sister——was caught up in a villain terror.

    And died there.

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    It was a villain terror that occurred in a department store.

    Coincidentally, it was an incident caused by the younger sibling of a certain villain who is now mostly known by the villain name Violet.

    A girl who was only a middle school student caused a terror to collapse an entire department store.

    Fortunately, thanks to the intervention of the hero squad and a certain ‘red-haired’ hero trainee during the terror, the department store avoided complete collapse.

    Whether it was a coincidence or someone’s intention, despite the considerable scale of the terror, the number of casualties was less than 20.

    And unfortunately, among those twenty people——Dorothy’s younger sister Doraji was included.

    Doraji, who was buried under a pile of concrete, was in a life-threatening condition.

    She was rescued and arrived at the hospital, but eventually died there.

    And Dorothy, who was living in the laboratory, realized this fact only a few hours after the incident.

    It is impossible to know what Dorothy was thinking at that point.

    Whether she was trying to deny the reality of her proud and amazing younger sister’s death.

    Or perhaps, as a scientist, she couldn’t overcome her overflowing curiosity and desire for research.

    Those things cannot be known unless you are the person involved.

    However, let’s just say what everyone can know.

    After that, Dorothy used her invention and the hacking program she had created to steal Doraji’s body.

    Dorothy, who had been ‘harmlessly designated’ as an Awakened who was harmless and could contribute to society, was demoted to a villain from this day on.

    She is deprived of the human rights she could have enjoyed at least to a minimum, and is designated as a target for arrest or murder for heroes.

    And.

    The following is a fact that no one knows except the two involved.

    Dorothy, who was demoted to a villain, did not care and carried out her ‘experiment’.

    After going through dozens of complicated processes, such as dividing and exchanging her blood and some of her organs with the body of Doraji she had kidnapped——

    Thus, Doraji came back to life from death.

    That’s all….

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    In her room, Dorothy is lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, spacing out.

    If she were in the villain organization [Abyss], she would have been immersed in research, sleeping only two or three hours.

    However, since there are none of her research equipment or materials here, she often lazes around like this because she has nothing to do.

    No.

    In fact, I think there is another real reason for lazing around.

    Research can be done with a single stone anywhere, if necessary. Rather, there are more than enough tools prepared by Doraji here.

    It’s just, there’s no motivation.

    I don’t feel motivated.

    No matter how much I think about why that is, I can’t really come up with an answer.

    From now on, I should work harder for my precious younger sister… but it doesn’t work out.

    I should work harder to atone for the great sin I committed against my precious younger sister… but it doesn’t work out.

    This is troublesome.

    I shouldn’t be doing this….

    Knock knock

    While I was lost in thought, trying to pull myself together by whipping myself somehow.

    Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

    I can tell who it is without looking.

    “Come in, Doraji. The door isn’t locked.”

    There is no answer from outside the door.

    However, with a click, the door opened.

    “Excuse me, Unnie.”

    As Dorothy expected.

    In a somehow hesitant and unconfident manner… her younger sister Doraji came inside.

    Dorothy was still lying on the bed, so Doraji looked at Dorothy and gathered her fingers together, fidgeting and asking.

    “Unnie, Unnie. Are you angry?”

    “I’m not angry.”

    “You’re angry. Right…?”

    “I told you I’m not angry.”

    “No, you’re angry. You were definitely angry a little while ago.”

    “……I was a little, angry.”

    At Doraji’s words, Dorothy finally sighed and affirmed, raising her upper body.

    Then, as if telling Doraji to sit here… she patted the seat next to her and gestured.

    Doraji sat demurely on the edge of the bed, as Dorothy told her to do.

    “Doraji. Do you know why I was angry?”

    Doraji recalled what had happened a little while ago.

    She made Rahe attack the confined adjutant.

    And she tried to use her drug on the adjutant to make him even more addicted and messed up.

    “…Because I didn’t listen to Unnie?”

    “Is that all?”

    “……Because I used the drug on Unnie’s colleague without permission?”

    “Yes. And?”

    “Because I used the drug that was forbidden not to use…?”

    “And?”

    “………………I don’t know anymore, Unnie.”

    At Doraji’s listless words, Dorothy simply nodded.

    “Everything you said is correct, Doraji. I was angry that you tried to use the drug on the adjutant, and I was angry that you didn’t listen to me.”

    At Dorothy’s words, Doraji shrugged her shoulders as if shrinking.

    It is quite different from the arrogant and bold appearance she has shown so far.

    Dorothy continued to speak to such Doraji.

    “Well… aside from being a colleague, there is a promise.”

    “I’m trying to send him back as normal as possible, but if Doraji keeps doing things like that, I’ll become a liar.”

    “…And well, about not listening to me… I don’t know if I should be angry about this, so I don’t really know.”

    “If my younger sister doesn’t listen to me and tries to do something wrong, should I scold her.”

    “Or should I gently persuade her.”

    “Or, should I just listen to what my younger sister wants to do until the end.”

    “I’m Doraji’s Unnie.”

    “But I haven’t done anything as an Unnie, and I’ve never acted like an Unnie… so I was just confused.”

    “I thought I should be angry in this case, so that’s what I did.”

    “…I was still wondering if that was right, so I was worried.”

    Dorothy strokes Doraji’s face, simply saying that.

    Both are adults.

    However, even if they are adults, they cannot be mature or perfect in everything.

    Dorothy is also confused because ‘herself as an Unnie’ is like a young child with little experience.

    At Dorothy’s words.

    Doraji shook her head and said.

    “That’s not true. Unnie is the best in any way, in any form. Your angry face is also lovely, I like Unnie so so much… I got wet a little while ago too.”

    “……I need to correct your vulgar way of speaking. As an Unnie, I should scold you for this, right?”

    “Ehehe. What’s the problem with this. Everyone says this. Isn’t it because Unnie is too stuck inside?”

    “Am I just getting old? Is that really the case? Do kids these days say things like that so easily?”

    “……Unnie. Saying things like ‘kids these days’ is very… ahem….”

    Doraji said as if she was waking up, and Dorothy was slightly shocked.

    Until now, I didn’t have much time to care about age, but when I said that, I suddenly regretted my youth.

    Ah, my youth that flowed away like water.

    “……Raji-ya.”

    “Yes, Unnie.”

    “Raji, aren’t you angry? I must have seemed like I cared more about a stranger who isn’t even related by blood than my younger sister… the adjutant.”

    Dorothy asked carefully.

    Doraji smiled brightly like a flower and answered.

    “That’s not true, Unnie. I love any Unnie so so so much…!”

    Hug…!

    Doraji said that and hugged Dorothy.

    Dorothy tried to laugh at that, but her face hardened and she couldn’t laugh properly.

    Her younger sister loves her.

    She is embarrassed by the impossible thing.

    Her memories as sisters are faint, and she hasn’t seen her for several years… Is it normal to say that you love someone like that so firmly?

    Is it possible to have affection that goes beyond loving her Unnie to the point of wanting lesbian sex…?

    ‘I’m sorry.’

    ‘Sorry, Doraji. I’m sorry.’

    Dorothy contained the words of apology that she had already repeated hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of times in her heart.

    Doraji was successfully resurrected and became an Awakened.

    And, as an Awakened, she was given 『mental illness』——a special penalty caused by the power of the constellations.

    Rahe is 『cleanliness』, Ashe is 『hot-tempered』.

    If it’s Spade, it’s 『altruism and passion』, and if it’s Violet, it’s 『regret and perfectionism』….

    Large and small mental flaws that anyone who is Awakened has.

    Doraji, who was awakened by Dorothy’s hand, also came to have it.

    Dorothy brought Doraji, who could have lived a normal life of happiness.

    At least, Dorothy arbitrarily dragged her away without even asking for consent from her younger sister, who could have left this world with everyone’s blessings, and forcibly bound her with love for herself.

    How can I not apologize for this——

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