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Mirabelle didn’t sleep very well that night.

This wasn’t because she was sharing a bed with Kirsten, but rather because her so-called sister Rion kept bothering her in her dreams.

Rion kept coming forward and repeatedly hit Mirabelle in the chest with her fists.

Rion also kept saying things such as “I hate that woman, you absolutely can’t be with her!”

Mirabelle kept having her chest punched all night in her dream. She could only sigh helplessly.

“I know, I know…”

Originally, she had no intentions of being together with Kirsten. Even now, she didn’t have the mind to pay attention to other things. -Hate and the desire for revenge kept burning in her chest.

The more that Mirabelle thought about it, the more she felt that Heather Alliyah was an unforgivable evil demon.

“It’s fine that way…”

She kept feeling like the dream Rion’s reactions were really similar to the original Rion’s.

Back before Nikaidou Rion was hospitalized, she had often played with Nikaidou Yuuki. Rion would always follow Yuuki and play with him-

Back when they were young, Yuuki had a good relationship with another girl. At that time, Rion would always run to Yuuki’s side and get in their way. Even Yuuki didn’t realize just when she started caring so much.

When Yuuki asked her why, she said the same words as the dream Rion.

“I hate that girl, and you absolutely can’t play with her!”

Back then, Nikaidou Yuuki had no idea why his little sister would say such a thing.

But now that Mirabelle had experienced something ridiculous like being killed by her sister, she finally understood what Rion had meant.

Rion hated Yuuki being together with another woman. Basically, she was jealous.

Only when Yuuki was killed in the end did he realize that Rion’s feelings for him were more than just a joke.

“Hah…”

Mirabelle deeply sighed as she sat up on the bed. At any rate, she would need to go outside today. She needed two things: food and a weapon.

Last night as she rested, she mentioned to Kirsten that she needed money to buy these things.

Naturally, she knew why Mirabelle wanted to buy food. However, Kirsten had some objection to purchasing a weapon.

However, Mirabelle answered her like this.

“Um… because I don’t have a weapon, can I borrow some money from you for now? I’ll pay you back once I’m able to hunt by myself…”

Mirabelle even lowered her head deeply as she made this request.

Of course, Kirsten agreed in a gentle tone to Mirabelle’s request. She then gave the so-called local “currency” to Mirabelle.

Mirabelle felt slightly complex inside as she was feeling deja vu. Back in her past life as Yuuki, he had also borrowed a large amount of money from his fiancee for Rion’s medical fees. If it wasn’t for borrowing this money, he wouldn’t have needed to marry his fiancee.

This marriage was something that his fiancee’s parents and his parents had encouraged.

-No, to be honest, Mirabelle was only trying to run away. She wanted to run away from the responsibility named ‘Rion’. It was too difficult for her to bear everything by herself.

That was why she had always been running away from so-called duty and responsibility. It was probably because she chose to run away that she ended up getting killed by Rion. She was killed by the person she trusted the most, who was also her only family member.

After Mirabelle washed up, she went back upstairs to check on Kirsten, who was still resting.

After that, Mirabelle left and went to a small market.

Many elves were going around the market. They were all female elves, with not a single male elf in sight.

Mirabelle felt that this was quite a wondrous sensation. This place wasn’t as bustling as a human city, nor was it as dark and creepy as a vampire city.

“Ah, I think you’re the girl from Kirsten’s home?”

Mirabelle saw two girls coming to greet her when she heard the voice. They were Mia and Reyne.

Both of them were wearing bows and arrows. It seemed like they were about to go into the forest.

“My name is Mirabelle Brillana, and you can just call me Mirabelle…”
“Mirabelle? Such a cute name…”

Mia was slightly taller than Mirabelle, and wanted to pat Mirabelle on the head. Mirabelle was rather sensitive to such things and dodged her pat in time.

Mia’s hand froze in midair rather awkwardly.

“I’m sorry, I don’t like it when others touch my head without permission…”

Indeed, Mirabelle didn’t like others touching her head. Whenever someone else touched her head, Mirabelle would recall how that demon would pat her head.

Mia took her hand back and smiled apologetically.