Chapter 35 - Volume 3
It Seems Like I Got Reincarnated Into The World of a Yandere Otome Game
School Arc â Chapter 16
That night, I saw a dream.
With Giftâs words â the words,ãI curse youã, lingering in my ears, thereâs no way Iâd see something like a pleasant feel-good dream. What I saw was a bad dream.
In that dream, ãLycoris Radiataã was a repulsive woman who had gone mad with jealousy.
Even though Wolf had repeated the words âI want you to trust meâ.
Even though Lily shed tears and said âI would never betray youâ.
Even when those earnest words were enough to make my chest hurt as I observed the scene, ãLycorisãdid not give them her trust.
ãCruel! Even though I loved you! Even though I trusted you!ã
With such words filled with betrayal, she did nothing but blame the pair.
In order to blame the two, ãLycorisã did whatever she could think of. She didnât care, not even when it hurt her, not even when it hurt not just those two, but those around her.
If she couldnât have it, she wanted to destroy it as viciously as she could. The only thing she wouldnât allow was a future where the two became happy instead of her.
Even though everyone left her side soon after that, ãLycorisã still didnât admit it. That in the end, she never loved anyone. Never trusted anyone.
Even after I woke up, for some time, I was overcome with surprise.
ãThatâs not it. I... wouldnât do that. I definitely wonât. Iâm telling the truth, really...ã
Setting my body upright on my bed, I continued to explain, not knowing who I was trying to address my explanation to.
Iâve heard theories that you see dreams to feel relieved. Good dreams to think, ãitâs great that I saw a good dreamã. And bad dreams to think,ãitâs great that a frightful thing like that isnât realã.
Such a thing was a lie, I thought. At least, regarding this bad dream in particular.
I saw a dream again.
In that dream, I was playing the actual game. Wolfâs route.
I played with the aim of getting the true end. The degree of difficulty was hard enough that I always had to prevent myself from making a mistake in the choices, but, since it was a comparatively happy story even in the game, it was my favorite.
Since he hated women, he had a perpetual dour look in the beginning. The speech and conduct of the Wolf in-game and the current Wolf was quite different. Maybe it was because he seemed to be overexerting himself, or that he seemed to be putting up a bold front, I felt I couldnât leave him alone.
But, by deepening the relationship with him little by little, his naturally earnest disposition gradually came into view.
The trauma that he was inflicted with would be overcome together. When I watched him talking about his deceased father, it felt as if my heart would be wrenched out.
And so, the story approached the happy ending. In the other side of my terminal screen, the lovers â Lily and Wolfâ smiled happily at each other and exchanged a kiss.
When I came to, I mutteredãI feel like an idiotã. I feel like my heart would tear if I hadnât treated it as a wild, idiotic delusion.
So, I decided, this time for sure, I wouldnât fall asleep again.
Even though my resolution was supposed to be firm, nearing the break of dawn, I saw yet another dream.
That was the shortest and the most frightening dream I had.
A single woman was standing there.
Long black hair. Black eyes. Though beautiful, her expression, in some way, was cold.
I didnât remember her, but I did know her.
ãPoor girlã
Her voice, a voice I shouldnât have had any way of hearing, resounded. A voice quite similar to mine.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
ãYouâll never be able to truly love someone. Youâre my daughter, youâre really just like me. Broken. Weâre a bloodline that goes mad with jealousyã
She reached out a hand to my cheeks. That hand that was viciously cold made me certain she wasnât of the living.
ãYou mustnât fall in love with anyone. After all, that will end up leading to their misfortune... and to yoursã
Stop it, I cried out.
Mother, stop it!
With the sound of that cry, I came to.
Covered in heavy sweat, the night dress clinging to my skin felt uncomfortable.
More than that, it was terrifying since it felt as if the black fog was clinging to my body. Considering the cause of the bad dreams, wasnât this evidently theãcurseã?
Even though I received the doctorâs diagnosis yesterday, it didnât necessarily give me peace of mind. Thatâs because Gift was a rare genius, and the true nature of the black fog was never discovered in the end.
I gasped, springing up from the bed.
ï¼Wolf!ï¼
Iâm worried that Wolf had exposed himself to the black fog when he shielded me.
I went to the male dormitory in hot haste, but, I wasnât able to meet with Wolf in the end. He, himself, firmly refused to meet with me, after all