Chapter 41 - Volume 3
It Seems Like I Got Reincarnated Into The World of a Yandere Otome Game
School Arc â Chapter 22
It was the first early afternoon of the break after peace had returned to the school.
On the way back to the dorm, I observed the gentle sunlight that was filtering through the slowly swaying trees, in a daze.
Even though I said peace had returned, I canât very well say that anything and everything returned instantly to the way it was. It seemed several people, including me, had gone home after getting caught up in the riots inside the school that followed right after Artâs injury. Thus, most had yet to return to school. Even if you try placing the blame on the families, it was only natural to keep their children at home out of worry.
Since they canât afford to resume classes in this situation, the school decided to take measures by temporary closing the school starting from tomorrow. In the meantime, the school head and the teachers would probably be going around, visiting the royal capital and the studentsâ guardians to explain.
Even though I made a round trip back home, this and that were completely different situations. This time, we were certain to invite Lily to the house, so Shade and Lily will be going home with me, whereas Wolf will be meeting with us mid-way. My birthday was exactly the second day of the holiday, so weâve arranged to have a private party among us. It looks like itâs going to be a very enjoyable break, so Iâm already very excited.
My heart was naturally bouncing when I thought of the holidays.
I could feel the refreshing breeze and the gentle sunlight that was filtered by the trees on my skin.
While resigning myself to the coming peace, I inadvertently thought about the ãactual gameã.
ï¼The gameâs time axis should be almost nearing its endï¼
What bore fruit from the path the heroine, Lily, pursued, was the route for the hidden charaâ for Gift. Given that Lily didnât choose Gift in the end, she never reached the true ending. In other words, she approached an end that could probably be considered a âbad endingâ.
Although itâs called a bad ending, it was the happiest ending for me, given that no one was killed in this timeline.
Of course, it doesnât necessarily mean that the credits will roll, so I donât know what will clearly happen. The possibility that Lily will open another route and fall in love with someone else after this wasnât entirely zero.
But, I think the game events, as far as what I know, should no longer happen, at least. If she falls in love based on developments I know, it wouldnât be consistent, unless whatever event has already happened. I was sure of that now.
It was this noon when Lily came to give me ãcertain informationã .
We were having a meal together out in the open, not caring about what anyone thought, ever since I took a âso whatâ attitude on this. Wolf and Shade typically sit with us too, but it seems theyâve been busy since this morning.
Right now, the male dormitory was in the middle of a large-scale event called spring cleaning.
Performed only once a year in the female dormitory, room checks were done 4-5 times a year in the male dormitory, simply because of the occasional disturbances due to the dirty rooms that happen. I hear that the problem with the dirty rooms that gave rise to quarrels coincided with the recent disturbance of Giftâs ãcurseã, so now that everything has returned to normal, it seems it was an opportunity to make at least the students who were presently at school clean together. Even the male students will become desperate when theyâre told that the holidays will be put off if they donât finish cleaning.
In any case, after we exchange smiles that saidãboys will be boysãand finished our lunch, Lily confided to me in secret.
ãLycoris, to tell you the truth, it seems I can use other magic aside from healingã
ãEh? Really?ã
I thought that was splendid news, but Lily nodded with a slightly complicated look.
ãThere are still a lot of students who are scared of how strong my magical abilities are, so even the teachers told me to lie low for now...ã
That was probably a wise decision. The school had given the explanation that someone else was the culprit for the recent affairs, but in spite of this, there were still those among the students who were frightened of Lily. There was likely no rationale for this sort of thing. We can only make them gradually understand through time.
ãBut, Iâll definitely use it to protect someone â to protect the people I cherish. If I continue to do so, Iâm sure there will be more people whoâll accept me, and my powersã
Moved by that incredibly brave decision, I pulled her into a tight embrace.
Well, I felt touched at that time, so it didnât even occur to me.
Or perhaps I should say, there was a big problem.
Iâm sure that Lily was a genius in magic. She ended up making rapid progress and awakened something like offensive magic in a day. It would be different if that were all, but how far her magic potential will reach was still unknown.
When a yandere appears wielding a knife, it looks like the heroine will have a weapon with a far greater fire power, so to speak.
Or, if the yandere plays dirty, it looks like the heroine will end up easily seeing through the scheme to abduct and confine her.
Itâs like the makings of a peerless heroine.
(The yandere game is defeated... But then, what does that mean for the game â or rather, for this world?)
Even though it was extremely alarming at how slowly I remembered things concerning Gift, now that the gameâs time seems to be ending, I think I have probably recalled almost everything about the game.
I considered other things on top of that. About this world. About the game. And, about the connection between this world and the game.
Since this world had a lot in common with the game, I thought that this world equaled the game world. If thatâs the case, why did this world have parts that were different from the game? A bug? If so, was my existence a massive bug? ...itâs not a very pleasant theory to think about.
Or, suppose a theory that this wasnât the game itself but, say, a world created with the game as a model?
But, if it had beenãcreatedã, shouldnât there be aãcreatorã? And, was there a consciousness to that creator? If there was, what does it think about this world deviating slightly from the essence of the game?
ï¼And if thatâs the case, did I overturn the fate set out for me by that creator?ï¼
That was a very exaggerated and slightly scary theory to think about.
But, since I plan on living every moment as best as I can, I donât have any regrets.
Well, in any case, there was no evidence for these theories. Itâs my loss if I only worry about theories. But still...
It was at that moment when I was about to step into an endless reverie.
A suspicious figure crossed the tip of my vision.
Walking with a large package that seemed to be of great importance, was a lanky young boy â Oria.
I canât see Ru Xiangâs dignified figure standing near him. As that exotic noblemanâs guard and attendant in school, it was unusual to see Oria walking by himself. Intently holding onto the package wrapped in cloth, he seemed to be scanning his surroundings somewhat nervously.
It was suspicious that he was ignoring the paved brick road to walk under the shade of the trees, like he was hiding something. I wouldâve thought he was skipping town had I not known that the male dormitory was conducting spring cleaning.
Even if that wasnât the case, I felt a sense of distrust towards him. And with the reason being what it was, I couldnât discuss it with anyone.
That is,ãbecause he didnât exist in the game for some reasonã, would be nonsense to anyone else.
Apart from that, Oria was a character worthy of favor. Even though he appeared a little timid to the younger people with a higher social status than him, he wasnât a bootlicker. Above all, he took the responsibility of being Ru Xiangâs guard seriously.
Although he doesnât seem like a pretty dependable older man with his lanky build and mild-mannered demeanor, he attracted a certain popularity with women who preferred the gentle kind.
Actually, his gentle features were wasted by the moderately long, reddish-brown bangs that gave off a terribly gloomy impression.
I pulled myself together and tried to greet him with the friendliest smile I could muster.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
ãHello, Oriaã
ãHii!ã
But, when my greeting alone was met with a strangled reply, my smile turned stiff.
ãD-Dorm Head Lycoris! I-Iâm sorry. I ended up being surprised...ã
Oria apologized in a panic and was about to depart hastily with a âwell thenâ. Correcting his tight hold of the carefully covered package, he then twisted his body as if to keep it from my sight.
ã...Waitã
I think preventing him from leaving was only natural.
Oria came to a stop with a pale expression that seemed as if heâd received the death sentence or something and, in the end, replied:
ãIâm... not... doing anything suspicious...ã
His remark was as good as a confession. When heâs been acting suspiciously thus far, was there anyone who wouldnât be suspicious?
ãWhat is that package? Is it yours? Or, could it be Ru Xiangâs?ã
The moment I mentioned Ru Xiangâs name, Oriaâs shoulders gave a sudden jolt. This person was supposed to be twelve years older than me, but can he really last in society with him being this easy to read?
âNow thenâ, I thought, folding my arms.
It would be a different matter if it was Wolf, the dorm head of the male dormitory, but I donât have the authority to inspect Ru Xiangâs package. Still, it didnât sit well with me to just let it pass. Which was why, I tried putting him off balance.
ãThat package looks heavy. I can give you a hand if you wantã
ãN-n-n-nonsense! I was charged to carry this alone, after all!ã
ãOh my. When you say it like that, it kind of makes me curious about the contents ã
ãEeeeeeeeeeh!?ã
Every one of Oriaâs reaction was loud.
ãI wonder whatâs inside?ã
ãT-t-t-that is... Iâm afraid I canât say! I-itâs just trash!ã
ãBut, thereâs a place to throw trash away in the male dormitory, isnât there? I take it itâs something you have to throw away yourself?ã
Oria was previously walking to the waste-collection point where the schoolâs garbage was consolidated. The times when students purposely go there to throw away trash was when it was maybe bulky, or when it was trash they didnât want anyone knowing about.
ãThis is, you see... huge trash, after allã
ãIs that so?ã
I scrutinized theãtrashã wrapped in pitch-black cloth.
It was bumpy and protruding strangely under the cloth. I know that whatever it was, was oddly-shaped and solid to some extent. It was wrapped under layer upon layer of cloth, such that I couldnât discern the object inside.
ãFrom the shape of it, Iâm sure itâs not a kind of book...ã
ãPlease donât try to dig into it any furrtherrrã
Oria said it in a pretty miserable voice, then hastily pulled off his own jacket, turned his back on me, and crouched down. He spread his own jacket on top of the lawn and started to wrap the package with it.
It was just so desperate that I felt I had to stop, since even I felt like I was somehow bullying the weak.
It was at that moment when I took my eyes off of him.
Something fell fromOriaâs back and out into the open.
What I picked up almost reflexively seemed to be a black leather notebook.
The size was as big as a paperback book in modern day Japan.(1) However, it was thick enough that you could even block a sword with it. It seems the contents had been steadily filled in, I could feel the thickness, the more the leaves of the paper bent, bit by bit.
Itâs been used for a long time, but I could see it was used with great care.
ãOria, this fell...ã
ãUwaAAAAAAAAAA!!!ã
Screaming as if a Doppler effect oscillating, Oria even abandoned the good manners he sort of preserved before then and tried to snatch the notebook from my hands.
I instinctively avoided it. Itâs not like I was planning not to return it to him. It was just that I was surprised and my reflexes were on the better side.
Before I could ask him to calm down a little, Oria planted his knees on the ground.
ãEh?ã
ãIâmsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry......ã
Although he probably didnât intend to do that, that appearance, where he curled his body as if to cling to my feet, was no doubt aãdogezaã.
ãY-youâre being scary, so please stopã
ãPleaseforgivemepleaseforgivemepleaseforgivemepleaseforgiveme......ã
ãW-what are you apologizing for?ã
ãI didnât mean anything bad! It was a passing fancy...ã
I wasnât getting through to him.
ãO-Oria, you were about to end up throwing an important package away, werenât you?ã
Ru Xiangâs package was left on the lawn wrapped in Oriaâs jacket. I half-begged him to get up, but Oria gave a mis-match reply.
ãI-Iâll hand this over! So please give it back to me without reading whatâs insideã
Oria tore off the package from his own jacket in one stroke, and pleaded with me while making sure to hold the bundle of black cloth reverently with both hands.
ï¼What a fast change of heart...ï¼
So, in other words, he didnât want his own secret(?) exposed, even at the expense of his masterâs secret(?)?
Though I was bewildered, I was curious about whatâs inside the package for now. After exchanging the notebook with the package, I unraveled the tightly fixed knot around the cloth.
And then, I cautiously opened the large, thick cloth, that looked almost like a dark curtain.
My breath hitched the moment my eyes met with a white lump that inadvertently made an appearance from there.
ã...!!ã
It was as if the bright sunlight was receding only around me.
As if the freezing breath of midwinter was blowing only at me.
That was how I felt at that moment.
The thing that appeared from inside the cloth...
Was a slender, whiteãarmãthat appeared to be a childâs.
(1) 17Ã11 cm book