Chapter 43 - Sixteen Years Old (4)

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I was holed up in a warded room, agonizing over it.

I moaned and squatted on the bed when I fell and hit my side.

Maybe it was the stress that was bothering me too much, but I got a mysterious stomach ache.

When I got up and thought about it, I felt that I was somehow helpless, and I piled up Ortem and made a tower on impulse, and I almost died because It fell down on me.

I’ve been holed up for six hours now, but I can’t think of anything good to do.

I thought of something, but no matter how I scramble, I can’t help but feel sorry for Gizel.

I’m starting to think that I don’t care anymore even if I marry Gizel.

There’s some resistance now, but maybe I’ll get used to it.

It’s just the way the world is. I’ll apologize to Shibi.

No, but … really, is that all right?

It’s something I’ve been worried about all this time, but Gizel is almost dependent on me.

There’s even a theory that I’m codependent because I just can’t see it myself.

Gizel had been following me almost since she was born.

I guess the reason she’s acting like a brocon now is because she didn’t have a decent relationship with anyone but me.

It’s my fault that I didn’t pay much attention to the bad habits of the Marrens.

The theory that my ancestors were severely Siscon started to grow inside me.

In short, Gizel just had a very narrow field of vision.

If only Gizel had looked around more, she could have found someone else to like.

In addition to the fact that it’s not the same as my memory of my previous life, Gizel’s 14 years of living with me is all that matters to her.

I don’t want to think too much about it, though.

Gizel was even more exclusive than me, a magic recluse.

For Gizel, both Shibi and Firo were just acquainted with her brother.

Originally, I should have made my move earlier, I couldn’t think of anything else besides “I’m troubled because my little sister is cute.”

It was stupid.

If I had thought about it more deeply, I would have had more opportunities to notice cultural differences and differences in consciousness.

I know it’s not the right place for me to say this after all this time.

I know, but that’s why I don’t think it’s a good idea to just let it drag on.

If I don’t do this, Gizel is going to have no real connection to anyone but me.

In the long run, It’s definitely not going to be a good thing.

I have to get out of this village.

It’s the only way.

My father is very eager to hold the ceremony, and since he believes so much in Marren culture, he won’t listen to me no matter how much I tell him.

To top it off, Gizel is totally on board.

I’ve always wanted to see the world outside the village for a long time.

It’s sad, but maybe it was just the right opportunity.

It’s forbidden in the village, but I’m afraid I’ll have to break it.

I closed my eyes, cut the air, and prayed to the spirits of my ancestors.

This is enough to forgive a lot of the mischief in the Marren village.

Our ancestors were generous.

I used my thick Ortem as a desk and wrote on a piece of paper.

My father and mother, and then a note to Gizel.

I wrote about how I only have feelings for Gizel as a sister and how I’m sorry for that, as well as my anxiety about Gizel dependence on me.

And finally, I added, “I’ll be out there getting married, or I’ll be back when I hear the news that Gizel is getting married.”

…… I’ll go out of the room temporarily to prepare for the long trip.

There was also a simple map of the area in the Chief’s mansion.

… I’ll just impolitely borrow it and head to the nearest city.

I can use the Ortem Trolley for transportation.

Quickly, I have to load up on preserves and things that could be converted to gold.

The sooner I get out, the better.

Time could shake my decision, and if my father found out, he could tie me to a board and hold me in place.

Besides, if Gizel cries on me, I’ll probably break.

Hiding the letter on my desk, I left the room.

”Brother, you’ve finally come out! I mean, are you okay? After all, you don’t look so good…”

At the front of the room was Gizel.

It must have been more than six hours ago when I entered, but I wondered if she had been standing at the door the whole time.

In the past, it could have been adorable, but this is still not good. That’s definitely not a good sign.

“I, I’ll just go to the Chief’s house for a while”

“In that case, I’m going too to escort you!”

“……No, it’s complicated. Let me go on my own.”

“Eh…………”

Gizel’s expression froze.

Sheesh.

Up until now, I had never said anything bad for Gizel to hear, so there’s no need for her to leave even once.

It was only the other day that I tried to talk to my father about Gizel.

“Actually, there’s something I’ve been thinking about my father lately. I want to talk to the Chief about it. With Gizel around, it might be hard for the Chief to do it.”

“About father’s?”

“Oh, yes. It’s about the incense leaf. Apparently, the Chief has been wielding the Karlco family at will, so he’s afraid of having power concentrated in one house by assets…… As a matter of fact, I happened to overhear a bad rumor about father the other day. It’s just a rumor… is what I think… but we need to make sure we have a firm report at the earliest opportunity so there’s nothing dark behind it.”

“Is that so…… At this important period…”

I’m sure Gizel had an idea.

Gizel tightly grabbed the hem of her dress and bit her lip.

She seemed to be convinced for the time being.

The guilt is great, but I managed to dodge it nicely.

I have set my father up as a typical petty villain, but I can’t help it.

In hindsight, Gizel would soon find out it was a misunderstanding.

Maybe he’s just happy with the fact that he’s suddenly getting a lot of money and people around him are starting to praise him.

There’s nothing to be concerned about.

“I’m sorry.”

I put my hand on Gizel’s shoulder and walked past it.

“Brother.”

A few steps away, he was called off.

“What is it?”

I stopped in my tracks and turned around.

Relax. Gizel shouldn’t have any suspicions.

”That’s why brother… you’ve been troubled lately, haven’t you?

“Eh? Ah, Ahhhhh……”

I bit my tongue unthinkingly in surprise at the way he spoke as if he was confirming it.

It’s okay. Don’t panic.

It’s a guilty conscience that makes me upset by a single word.

The identity of the ghost, the seeing and withering silver flower grass, is something I used to say even in my previous life.

When you’re scared, everything seems to make sense.

I cough lightly and take a gesture that says something is wrong with my throat.

It was an appeal that he was not at a loss for words because he had something dark behind him.

“… A-Ah, Yeah…… That’s right……”

”I hope father is innocent…… I’ll be waiting for you when you get back. I’m sure you’re not in great shape, so take care not to collapse on the way. Don’t force yourself, and turn around as soon as it gets tough, okay?”

“… R-right, right. Sorry to worry you.”

I turned around and walked out of the house to go to the Chief’s mansion.

Good, I got through it.

It seems that there is no reason to be suspicious after all.

Nonetheless, I’m glad the lies and acting came through.

I thought I wouldn’t make it since I couldn’t make eye contact with her, but Gizel didn’t seem to mind.

That’s about the only thing that bothers me.

This kind of skill at bargaining may be due to the difference in experience in a previous life.

If I got to the city, It wouldn’t be a bad idea to try to become a famous actor.

I’m curious how much knowledge this world has on this type of culture, though.

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