As expected, now I really know what I experienced was not just a dream .
The fact that the heroine died and I had to use the marble to turn back time for her is proof that it was all real .
I was certain that I had gone back in time but just in case, I grabbed a servant in the corridor and asked them .
âExcuse me, what day is today?â
âWhat? Thatâs⦠Itâs the 13th of September . â
Today was truly my yesterday . There was no need for anymore suspicion .
Shutting my eyes tightly, I let out a sigh .
âItâs such a wondrous marble . â
For such a small object that looks like a mere glass marble, to be able to turn back time by simply breaking it, is incredible .
The feeling of having today became yesterday is strange .
It is amazing that the temple could make something like that .
âAgrita is also amazing . â
It was only after using the marble did I have this thought . Agrita really does have the qualifications to be the protagonist of the story .
She never once used one of the marbles she got from the temple for herself .
Even a good person would learn of greed if these marbles landed in their hands .
However, if it wasnât obvious, Agrita didnât even hesitate to use the marbles to help others .
âPreventing disasters, accidents⦠Sometimes they were even used to fulfil the wishes of pitiful people .
Thatâs why she was eventually called a Saintess .
I felt a bit uncomfortable because it seems like I will be reducing the number of such events .
Umm, whatever, at least I could save Agrita thanks to these .
âThis isnât the time to act like this . â
I went over the reasons behind the heroineâs death .
I didnât have to think too hard . Everything was because of the clock tower .
Of course, it was actually because of Ash but since I couldnât do anything about him I had to do something about the clock tower .
âRight now, itâs around noon . It would be better if we could go now instead of tomorrow butâ¦â¦â
I tried to remember . Ash would busy the whole day today .
He didnât come out of his office at all except for a moment to eat dinner .
He sure is a psychopath villain, creating such a crazy result in such a short amount of time .
âWhat should I do? Is my only option to decline with a different excuse?â
My head was starting to hurt .
Youâd think I could just simply not say âoldâ or âshabbyâ, but you could never be for sure .
This is because weâre talking about Ash here .
You could never predict what Ash Weadgreen would do .
âThink!! Think of a refreshing, safe, and realistic excuse!â
I was trapped in my thoughts .
Itâs amazing how fast time flies by when youâre focused on something .
When I finally returned to my senses, it was almost nighttime .
I had about an hour before Ash would come down . Just like last time, I stared blankly at the living room decor as I continued think .
âI canât think of anything . â
I tried but no good excuses popped into my mind .
But even though I shouldâve felt stressed in this situation, I let out a relaxed laugh .
âBecause I was able to think of something else . â
I realized mid way through that I was suffering over a stupid idea .
âIf I donât have an excuse, I just have to make sure I donât decline . â
Before you assume Iâm spewing nonsense, please listen to what I have to say next .
I had only been thinking in terms of finding out how to avoid going to the clock tower . But thereâs a better way to decline someoneâs invitation .
Itâs to not receive the invitation in the first place .
If I never got the offer to go out with him, I would never have to decline either .
Last time, it seemed like Ash had simply come down to the living room and happened to find me there .
And since he found me, he decided to suggest we go see the clock tower .
âWhich means I just have to avoid facing him . â
I was planning on leaving the living room before Ash came down .
I came down earlier for my tea and since I was done with it, all I had to do was to leave my seat .
âIâm going to stay in my room and not come out until tomorrow . â
I have to play it safe . Safely .
Planning to stay in my room for the rest of the day, I got up .
I started humming .
This isnât that big of a deal is it?
Although the time I spent thinking about this issue was a bit wasted, this would help get rid of the tragic event that caused the heroineâs deathâ¦â¦ .
âSister . â
âAckk!â
I screamed and lifted my head .
Well, the voice I wasnât supposed to hear started speaking, what else was I supposed to do?
I was at the bottom of the stairs . When I lifted my head I could see my brother, who looked a little flustered .
â¦â¦huh?
âAre you okay?â
Ash asked . I couldnât answer right away .
I needed some time to understand the situation .
âWhy did he appear now?â
What is this? I could have sworn it wasnât time for him to come down yet .
I had checked the time correctly . I was early by an hour so I couldnât say I read the clock wrong .
âWhat went wrongâ?
Since I went back in time everything should still happen the same way .
The same things should happen at the same time, so why is it different this time?
âOh, Duke . You came down immediately . I just sent Alex up a moment ago though . â
ââ¦â¦ . huh?â
It was Bessieâs voice . I turned around trying to figure out what she was saying and I saw that she had a look of concern .
âI was worried about you . You didnât respond when I called your name and kept spacing out . You also sighed multiple times earlier, right? So I was wondering if something happened . And I thought, maybe the Duke should know . â
Then she smiled like a fool .
âI canât believe you came down immediately once Alex told you though, the way you care for the young miss is amazing . â
I was speechless .
Oh my goodness .
âBessie!â
I couldnât do anything besides call out to her in my head .
Did I really? Did I really look like I was in a bad condition?
Ahhh, why couldnât she just ask me if something was wrong?
âIf I had known I wouldâve come down earlier . Are you okay?â
Ash asked me in a caring voice .
At this moment I started hating Bessieâs kindness, despite her hard work and my brotherâs love for family, despite his character as a villain .
I could barely speak .
âIâm alright . â
Iâm actually not . I was going to be, but I wasnât because now everything got messed up .
âWhat should I do? What if he asks to go to the clock tower tomorrow? I never found a suitable excuseâ¦â¦ . â
Wait . I started to rethink about my options .
âHmm, since they already think Iâm feeling unwell, couldnât I just keep pretending I felt sick?â
It could work out .
Right? Because of Bessieâs misunderstanding, Ash thought I was unwell right now .
It might be better to keep it this way .
He wouldnât ask me to go out if Iâm feeling sick, right?
I spoke as soon as I decided what to do .
âA-actually . I donât think Iâm alright . â
My words and actions had to match . I pretended to be dizzy as I wobbled .
I was going to grab the stairs handle but Ashâs sturdy arm caught me before I could reach it .
Uh, hmm⦠. . Heâs fast .
His arm felt strong through the thin indoor clothing I had on .
This made me realize that the person I was dealing with was a full grown, adult male .
Uh, umm . Should I curse at him right now? I have faith in the marble but my ego is still quite large for such a thing .
âI donât think I could do it a second timeâ
He was too much of an adult . My brother had become an adult .
Ash spoke to me as I was acknowledging my newfound awareness of his maturity through the difference in our body sizes .
âWhere are you feeling unwell?â
I thought quickly .
He might know that Iâm lying if Iâm too specific, so I just listed some vague symptoms .
âI think Iâm just lacking some energy . Not only that, but I canât stomach foodâ¦â¦â
Wait . I ate too much at lunch to say something like that . I went back on my words quickly .
â⦠. . Anyways, I donât have the energy . â
I felt nervous after saying that .
This would just give him the thought that my condition isnât top notch right?
To act as âenergy lackingâ as possible, I let my body slip .
This made me lean onto my brother even more .
I could feel his arm strengthening to prevent my potential fall . I felt a little weird .
âWhy is it weird?â
Maybe itâs because I was comparing it to when he was a small child following me around . He was quite cute back then .
I heard his voice again as I was thinking of the past .
âYou havenât gone out lately right?â
ââ¦â¦hm?â
âSince I was so busy . I shouldâve made some time . â
Huh? Wait, hold on a second .
âLetâs visit the square together tomorrow . You said you wanted to see the clock tower before . â
Hey!
I shut my mouth tightly to prevent my screaming .
Wait, why is the plot still turning this way?
How could he take what I said and assume that Iâm depressed because Iâve been home for too long?
âTomorrow Iâll be free until night . â
My eyes shook as I listened .
N-no . I have to fix this . Fast .
âRight! A cold, should I pretend itâs a cold?â
I quickly thought of a realistic excuse .
Yes, the weather has gotten chillier as well .
I should just say I caught a cold . Why didnât I think of that before?
âAsh, the thing is, Iâ¦â¦ . cough cough . â
I tried to hint at him with my coughing, a clear, representative symptom of those suffering from a cold .
It would be even better if my forehead was burning up but I canât do anything about that now .
âSister?â
Ashâs expression changed .
Thatâs right, I caught a cold . I canât go out because of my cold! I canât go see the clock tower!
But before I could get into the main issue he took his eyes off of me . Huh?
âCall the doctor . â
When he says doctor⦠. . does he mean our house doctor?
âI canât believe someone who canât even look after my sisterâs health is sitting around acting like a doctor . â