Slurp.
I went back to my room and lay on the bed, crying endlessly, thinking about my ex-boyfriend.
“Why did you cry?”
Ryan, who was lying on the bed opposite me, kept asking questions.
“Hmph. Didn’t you say you weren’t going to rush me...?”
“...”
Ryan kept his mouth shut. He seemed to be keeping his word.
At that time.
The door opened, and Revan came in.
“Oh, are you all shaking?”
Ryan stood up and greeted him. Revan sat down beside him silently, his expression gloomy as he began to rummage through his belongings.
“Hmm.”
Ryan, who had shared a glance with me, poked him in the ribs.
"If you've changed your mind about wanting revenge together, tell me now. I don't care if I get torn apart here."
“...”
“The professors didn’t die unjustly, so now you have no reason to risk your life to get revenge on our family, right?”
That's right. The reason I insisted on telling Revan the truth was to give him a choice.
At this juncture, will you continue with us, or will you part ways?
‘I guess it’s because he seems like a person with a weak personality...’
Revan, who had been restless for the first time, worried he'd ruin the life of a girl he'd met. He was stunned and dazed after hearing the truth from me. No matter how I looked at him, he didn't seem to have a particularly strong mentality.
Such a man created a murder weapon that would take hundreds of lives in the future solely for 'revenge'.
Did you feel at ease? No, I don't think so.
Revan was a great force, and it would be a shame if he left here, but I couldn't ask for an unjustified sacrifice.
At that time...
Revan woke up and took something out of his bag.
'!!'
I was surprised when I saw what he was holding in his hand.
'Gun?'
“The private soldiers were almost completely wiped out!!”
Our family's private army was destroyed before Ryan's massacre.
Those armed with unfamiliar weapons, such as swords and spears, that were difficult to counter, attacked Wassenberg without warning.
Most of them were mercenaries who had nothing to lose and did not even value their lives.
"The white-robed magician? Why on earth would he do something like this?"
Since there was no trust in the employer, it was not difficult to capture a few people and find out who was behind it.
Hearing about the principles and uses of the weapons they possess...
Although firearms that aimed at targets with projectiles had already existed, the guns improved by the white-clad magician boasted power incomparable to those of the past.
“Dare, fearless!!”
Even if the power of those strange weapons were surprisingly strong, would they be a match for someone with supernatural powers?
But he definitely succeeded in embarrassing my father.
The shock of someone daring to bare their fangs at Wassenberg. The fear of a weapon of unprecedented power. The unease that a mere human had created it.
All of that comes together.
“Gather all the family members.”
Father gave the worst order.
The brothers who were staying in their respective territories all gathered together in their native land.
That place, where they would all gather and die at Ryan's hands...
Clank.
Revan pulled the slide of his gun and aimed the gun at me.
'Ah.'
My mind went blank.
Now I knew very well what would happen if he pulled his index finger on the trigger.
‘Suddenly me, why...?’
The moment when I was so shocked that I stopped breathing.
Whirik.
Revan twisted his hand slightly, gripping the gun the other way. He held the barrel and handed me the handle.
“Baby, you do this.”
"...Ha."
I took it and let out a breath I'd been holding. Revan tilted his head as he sat down next to me.
“Have you ever seen anything like this? Do you know what it is that makes you so scared?”
“Oh, it’s just... something, something seems a bit dangerous...”
"You're sharp. If you're going to be with us from now on, you'll need at least some way to protect yourself."
I paused and looked back at Revan.
Ryan, who was listening, laughed as if he was surprised.
“Are you going to keep going with us? Don’t be so perplexed. If you want to leave, leave.”
“Oh, really. She would be out on the street and die without me, so why are you saying such things without my permission?”
“No?”
“Anyway, the reason I ended up getting that ability transplant or something was all because of Duke Wassenberg.”
Revan sighed deeply.
“I do regret that it would have been better to approach this in a more ethical way rather than through such experiments...”
Revan, who had been mumbling, put his arm around my shoulder. He then clasped his hand holding the gun and spoke.
"The fact remains that your family, my brother, is a failure. This man, Revan, will dedicate himself to eradicating this corrupt family with his god-given talents."
“Hey. I like your fighting spirit.”
“Baby, watch carefully. I’ll teach you how to shoot.”
“Oh, yes!”
"This isn't very powerful. It's more like a slingshot. Still, if someone tries to grab you, shoot them. It'll give you time to escape."
Revan, who was holding my hand, aimed at Ryan on the other side.
"It's a projectile fired by pushing air. Pull the slide above to fill it with air. Place your index finger on the trigger."
Towards Ryan's abdomen, who was blinking blankly...
“Guess that guy’s belly button.”
"Yes?"
"What?!"
“It is important not to hesitate at all.”
Revan whispered quickly.
“Pull.”
Bang-!
“Ahhh!!!”
With a single scream, Ryan rolled over, clutching his stomach.
Drumroll...
Something struck him in the stomach, and he rolled to the floor. It was a small stone, smoothing the surface.
“What the hell?”
Revan looked at me with wide eyes.
“It really pulls.”
“Ma, you said it was important not to hesitate...”
“Aaaaah! This is crazy!!!”
"Yes! Good job. You don't have to worry. You'll survive on your own."
"Thank you."
“I’m hurt, you guys!”
Ryan, who had been rolling around and making a fuss, suddenly got up and started grumbling.
“Even if it hurts, how much does it hurt? Just kidding~”
Revan, who was absentmindedly picking his ears.
And... Ryan glared at me, as if he was dumbfounded that I had pulled the trigger without thinking.
“Ahem.”
I avoided his eyes and quietly put the gun inside my skirt.
The cruise ship had a communal dining room for all cabins. The manager, Revan, urged us to save money, so I ordered the cheapest option: ham stew. After dinner, I went to the shower room, which was reserved exclusively for third-class passengers. I timidly washed myself in the corner of the room, where naked bodies were swarming around.
It may sound surprising, but everything was new to me...
I ate cheap food that was called ham stew, but didn't even have ham in it, and I washed myself with my own hands in a shared bathroom without the help of maids.
And now.
Even I, who had only ever been on the most luxurious private ships, was lying down on a hard, narrow bed in a third-class cabin, getting ready to sleep.
'But... is it worth doing?'
I had to adapt anyway. I'm not a rich Princess anymore.
“Turn off the lights.”
The bed on the first floor is across from me.
Ryan nodded and pointed to the candle next to his bedside.
“Oh! Just a moment.”
Revan had been fast asleep upstairs from Ryan for quite some time. I quietly got up so as not to wake Revan and went over to Ryan.
"What."
Ryan, who had half-raised his body, raised one eyebrow.
“Can I take a look at your stomach?”
“...”
Ryan, who had been glaring at me, quietly whispered and lifted his shirt.
“Hic.”
Bruises...
The Eyes of the Mirror - Restoration of Light
When I touched it, the wound healed.
“You give me a bottle and medicine...”
Ryan grumbled, pulling down his shirt.
“If I were dead, why did you shoot me without a second thought? That’s so disappointing.”
“I’m sorry. Just stop for a moment...”
I whispered in his ear with an apologetic smile.
"But you won't die. Not in the future. Just stick your neck out, and I'll make sure Dad never dies."
"Ha."
I lay back down on the bed, leaving Ryan behind, who was laughing in disbelief.
Well, it was the most eventful day I've ever had in my life...
Today marked my first turning point since returning. I abandoned my father, my family, and chose a half-brother I'd never met. Now, on paper, my only family is Ryan.
...family?
Yes, we became a family.
With the man who tried to kill me.
“Now the real fire is out.”
I looked back at Ryan. He'd been sulking since being shot, but thankfully, his face had cleared up quickly after receiving treatment.
"Good night."
“Yes.”
Hook, Ryan's breath blew out the candle.
I went back to my room and lay on the bed, crying endlessly, thinking about my ex-boyfriend.
“Why did you cry?”
Ryan, who was lying on the bed opposite me, kept asking questions.
“Hmph. Didn’t you say you weren’t going to rush me...?”
“...”
Ryan kept his mouth shut. He seemed to be keeping his word.
At that time.
The door opened, and Revan came in.
“Oh, are you all shaking?”
Ryan stood up and greeted him. Revan sat down beside him silently, his expression gloomy as he began to rummage through his belongings.
“Hmm.”
Ryan, who had shared a glance with me, poked him in the ribs.
"If you've changed your mind about wanting revenge together, tell me now. I don't care if I get torn apart here."
“...”
“The professors didn’t die unjustly, so now you have no reason to risk your life to get revenge on our family, right?”
That's right. The reason I insisted on telling Revan the truth was to give him a choice.
At this juncture, will you continue with us, or will you part ways?
‘I guess it’s because he seems like a person with a weak personality...’
Revan, who had been restless for the first time, worried he'd ruin the life of a girl he'd met. He was stunned and dazed after hearing the truth from me. No matter how I looked at him, he didn't seem to have a particularly strong mentality.
Such a man created a murder weapon that would take hundreds of lives in the future solely for 'revenge'.
Did you feel at ease? No, I don't think so.
Revan was a great force, and it would be a shame if he left here, but I couldn't ask for an unjustified sacrifice.
At that time...
Revan woke up and took something out of his bag.
'!!'
I was surprised when I saw what he was holding in his hand.
'Gun?'
“The private soldiers were almost completely wiped out!!”
Our family's private army was destroyed before Ryan's massacre.
Those armed with unfamiliar weapons, such as swords and spears, that were difficult to counter, attacked Wassenberg without warning.
Most of them were mercenaries who had nothing to lose and did not even value their lives.
"The white-robed magician? Why on earth would he do something like this?"
Since there was no trust in the employer, it was not difficult to capture a few people and find out who was behind it.
Hearing about the principles and uses of the weapons they possess...
Although firearms that aimed at targets with projectiles had already existed, the guns improved by the white-clad magician boasted power incomparable to those of the past.
“Dare, fearless!!”
Even if the power of those strange weapons were surprisingly strong, would they be a match for someone with supernatural powers?
But he definitely succeeded in embarrassing my father.
The shock of someone daring to bare their fangs at Wassenberg. The fear of a weapon of unprecedented power. The unease that a mere human had created it.
All of that comes together.
“Gather all the family members.”
Father gave the worst order.
The brothers who were staying in their respective territories all gathered together in their native land.
That place, where they would all gather and die at Ryan's hands...
Clank.
Revan pulled the slide of his gun and aimed the gun at me.
'Ah.'
My mind went blank.
Now I knew very well what would happen if he pulled his index finger on the trigger.
‘Suddenly me, why...?’
The moment when I was so shocked that I stopped breathing.
Whirik.
Revan twisted his hand slightly, gripping the gun the other way. He held the barrel and handed me the handle.
“Baby, you do this.”
"...Ha."
I took it and let out a breath I'd been holding. Revan tilted his head as he sat down next to me.
“Have you ever seen anything like this? Do you know what it is that makes you so scared?”
“Oh, it’s just... something, something seems a bit dangerous...”
"You're sharp. If you're going to be with us from now on, you'll need at least some way to protect yourself."
I paused and looked back at Revan.
Ryan, who was listening, laughed as if he was surprised.
“Are you going to keep going with us? Don’t be so perplexed. If you want to leave, leave.”
“Oh, really. She would be out on the street and die without me, so why are you saying such things without my permission?”
“No?”
“Anyway, the reason I ended up getting that ability transplant or something was all because of Duke Wassenberg.”
Revan sighed deeply.
“I do regret that it would have been better to approach this in a more ethical way rather than through such experiments...”
Revan, who had been mumbling, put his arm around my shoulder. He then clasped his hand holding the gun and spoke.
"The fact remains that your family, my brother, is a failure. This man, Revan, will dedicate himself to eradicating this corrupt family with his god-given talents."
“Hey. I like your fighting spirit.”
“Baby, watch carefully. I’ll teach you how to shoot.”
“Oh, yes!”
"This isn't very powerful. It's more like a slingshot. Still, if someone tries to grab you, shoot them. It'll give you time to escape."
Revan, who was holding my hand, aimed at Ryan on the other side.
"It's a projectile fired by pushing air. Pull the slide above to fill it with air. Place your index finger on the trigger."
Towards Ryan's abdomen, who was blinking blankly...
“Guess that guy’s belly button.”
"Yes?"
"What?!"
“It is important not to hesitate at all.”
Revan whispered quickly.
“Pull.”
Bang-!
“Ahhh!!!”
With a single scream, Ryan rolled over, clutching his stomach.
Drumroll...
Something struck him in the stomach, and he rolled to the floor. It was a small stone, smoothing the surface.
“What the hell?”
Revan looked at me with wide eyes.
“It really pulls.”
“Ma, you said it was important not to hesitate...”
“Aaaaah! This is crazy!!!”
"Yes! Good job. You don't have to worry. You'll survive on your own."
"Thank you."
“I’m hurt, you guys!”
Ryan, who had been rolling around and making a fuss, suddenly got up and started grumbling.
“Even if it hurts, how much does it hurt? Just kidding~”
Revan, who was absentmindedly picking his ears.
And... Ryan glared at me, as if he was dumbfounded that I had pulled the trigger without thinking.
“Ahem.”
I avoided his eyes and quietly put the gun inside my skirt.
***
The cruise ship had a communal dining room for all cabins. The manager, Revan, urged us to save money, so I ordered the cheapest option: ham stew. After dinner, I went to the shower room, which was reserved exclusively for third-class passengers. I timidly washed myself in the corner of the room, where naked bodies were swarming around.
It may sound surprising, but everything was new to me...
I ate cheap food that was called ham stew, but didn't even have ham in it, and I washed myself with my own hands in a shared bathroom without the help of maids.
And now.
Even I, who had only ever been on the most luxurious private ships, was lying down on a hard, narrow bed in a third-class cabin, getting ready to sleep.
'But... is it worth doing?'
I had to adapt anyway. I'm not a rich Princess anymore.
“Turn off the lights.”
The bed on the first floor is across from me.
Ryan nodded and pointed to the candle next to his bedside.
“Oh! Just a moment.”
Revan had been fast asleep upstairs from Ryan for quite some time. I quietly got up so as not to wake Revan and went over to Ryan.
"What."
Ryan, who had half-raised his body, raised one eyebrow.
“Can I take a look at your stomach?”
“...”
Ryan, who had been glaring at me, quietly whispered and lifted his shirt.
“Hic.”
Bruises...
The Eyes of the Mirror - Restoration of Light
When I touched it, the wound healed.
“You give me a bottle and medicine...”
Ryan grumbled, pulling down his shirt.
“If I were dead, why did you shoot me without a second thought? That’s so disappointing.”
“I’m sorry. Just stop for a moment...”
I whispered in his ear with an apologetic smile.
"But you won't die. Not in the future. Just stick your neck out, and I'll make sure Dad never dies."
"Ha."
I lay back down on the bed, leaving Ryan behind, who was laughing in disbelief.
Well, it was the most eventful day I've ever had in my life...
Today marked my first turning point since returning. I abandoned my father, my family, and chose a half-brother I'd never met. Now, on paper, my only family is Ryan.
...family?
Yes, we became a family.
With the man who tried to kill me.
“Now the real fire is out.”
I looked back at Ryan. He'd been sulking since being shot, but thankfully, his face had cleared up quickly after receiving treatment.
"Good night."
“Yes.”
Hook, Ryan's breath blew out the candle.
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