|Author: Tensei Mikami||Original Source: Syosetu||Word Count: 2269 characters|
|Translator: Jiro||English Source: Re:Library||Word Count: 632|
Twig-like fingers that were so white that one might believe them to be covered in snow crept up Seletina’s cheek. The damaged nails, which were painted blood red, reflected the moonlight. The monochrome girl smiled in a venomous manner.
Seletina felt uncontrollable rage well up inside of her as she saw her deep blue eyes reflected in the girl’s crimson eyes.
A moment later a dull sound echoed from the balcony. That sound was caused by Seletina’s palm slapping the monochrome girl’s cheek.
The monochrome girl caressed her cherry-red cheek tenderly while wearing a frivolous grin.
“You witch! Don’t touch me!”
Seletina howled in anger. She was trembling as a result of the overwhelming rage that had arisen within her. She took deep breaths, yet the savage gaze did not fade from her deep blue eyes.
In turn, the monochrome girl who was the target of that stare had a thrilled expression.
“Ah, Orthus. You truly are one pitiful man.”
“Don’t speak my name with that mouth! I’ll murder you!”
“What a passionate confession. I feel like I’m about to melt.”
“Because of you… Do you realize just how many lives were lost as a result of the disaster you brought upon us?!”
Seletina’s mind began to well up with memories of her fellow comrades who, just like her, had sacrificed their lives. Young individuals who have made sacrifices for the sake of the future, for the sake of their families and this kingdom.
They were all great comrades. They were all honorable men who courageously marched towards the face of death.
Seletina glared at the girl in front of her. A small tear formed in the corner of her eye.
“The Witch of Black and White, Dicentra. After all this time, what business do you have in this world?”
“What business?” The monochrome girl, Dicentra, smiled, “to see you, Orthus, what else?”
“Don’t f̲u̲c̲k̲ with me!”
“Your soul remains the same even if your body has changed. It wasn’t hard finding you.”
Seletina’s arms shot forward trying to grab a hold of Dicentra. However, they could not reach her.
Seletina was slammed to the ground by an invisible but extraordinarily powerful gravitational force. Without being able to move an inch, Seletina remained sprawled flat on the ground.
“How truly sad, Orthus. How did you end up stuck inside such a weak body? How truly sad.”
“Urgh. What are you going to do with me?!”
Seletina was further enraged by her behavior.
“I only came today to see if you were alive and well. But you do not need to worry. From now on I’ll always be able to watch over you.”
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Seletina was frustrated.
A drop of blood could be seen running down the edge of her lips.
“Watch over me? Don’t mess with me! What’s with this nonsense?!”
“Fufu. You should be careful, Orthus. The evening is about to get interesting.”
Dicentra said, using her finger to scoop up Seletina’s blood and softly lick it.
“Listen carefully. You can already hear the choir’s chorus.”
“What are you saying?”
Screams and explosions suddenly erupted in a deafening boom from the direction of the ballroom. Following it, a frenzied ruckus engulfed the castle.
Seletina’s eyes threw daggers at Dicentra. In turn, Dicentra’s eyes were beaming with adore.
“Well then, I’ll be on my way. Goodbye, my beloved Orthus.”
Dicentra kissed Seletina’s forehead and then vanished, dissolving like mist. The force holding Seletina subsequently vanished along with her.
Seletina lifted her groggy frame and tossed off her high heels. Her mind couldn’t keep up at all, there was no way it could. But she understood what she needed to do.
The king and her family were in danger.
Exhaling, Seletina threw herself forward, completely barefoot.