Chapter 127 – Darkness (2)

0.

What the hell is this… Ah, this is not the time! Please ask for support! Survivors found in the center of the explosion! A boy and a girl, the boy is unconscious! The amount of blood loss is dangerous, so ask for help with a healer!

After that, wait a little bit. A rescue team will arrive soon. Anyway, everything around me was blown away, how the hell did two children survive…

······What? Your brother protected you? In that big explosion that evaporated an entire village? Haha… Yes, surviving that explosion itself is a miracle. That could happen.

What are you going to be like now? I wonder if I will go to a shelter. Both of you Well, it’s a little hard to tell you guys this, but you’re the only survivors within a 3km radius.

Hmm, don’t be too discouraged though. Being alive is a blessing in itself… Huh?

·······Hopeful lines haven’t even come out yet. Why are you laughing already? Is it because you can finally be alone with your brother? Oh my goodness. But it will be difficult to be alone. The shelter is a place where children who have no place to go like you are gathered, so they are forced to live in groups…

Uh? You’re going to protect my brother now? Because your brother protected you?

That’s what… Do you want to do as much as you can?

One.

Dismissed!

The place he moved with the white spark was Aime’s laboratory, which he had become completely accustomed to.
Aime was the one who made the female S-class Awakeners of the Liars Trap, excluding Scar, hit me in the back of the head.
Unlike until now, I decided that I would not forgive as easily as Emme, who used someone else’s love to hurt my trust, and she decided not to go around Eme for the time being either.
The text that Emma sent me was so heavy that it shattered that resolution at once.

“Ha······.”

How can life not turn out the way you think? A sigh escaped from the depths of her chest.
Then, in the depths of the lab, a cracking sound! There was a commotion, and Emma, ​​whose eyes were even more sunken than usual, ran out in a hurry.

“Wow, are you a rabbit? Were you surprised to see the text? Actually, I didn’t want to send that kind of text to a rabbit under these circumstances. That… I’m sorry.”

Despite the appearance of a young child with restrained emotions, the feelings of anxiety and nervousness were clearly revealed on Emme’s face.
When I saw Emme, who is small enough to not even reach my stomach, carefully looking at me and trembling with anxiety like that, her heart was shaken for a moment, but she immediately remembered the reason I came here and took her heart.

I’m not here to talk to Emma. She’s not even here to forgive.

The reason I came here was because of the contents of the text message Aime sent.
After erasing her emotions from her pupils, I put her hands on her chest and coldly pushed Aimé, who was trembling with anxiety.

“Emme, what is it? That letter.”

As she strode towards Aimee, with a voice that did not change the pitch of her voice and castrated her emotions, Aimee took a step back from her without daring to meet her eyes with mine.
But she couldn’t get away from me in her small strides, and eventually, after a while, I was able to grab onto her small, delicate wrist.

Widely.

“I’m sorry.”

She thought she had adjusted her strength and caught it, but Aimee frowned and let out a small moan from her mouth just for me to grab her wrist.
It didn’t seem like he was pretending to be sick to buy my sympathy.
Even when she returned to her original grown body, she was weak enough to have less than normal physical strength.
After realizing that, her mind, which had been disturbed by her text message and her anger at her eme, cooled down and her heart sank at her emptiness and emptiness.

“Ha. What is this now?”

Emma was the underdog.
A weak person who is much weaker than me, an F-class Awakener, who would be lightly suppressed without being able to do anything if I made up my mind and attacked him.
Needless to say, it was wrong to pressure Aime, who was not an S-class Awakener and was clearly weaker than me.

Yeah, let’s not turn into pathetic idiots out of needless anger.

I channeled Ianuna’s healing sparks into Aime’s wrists to relieve her pain, then looked into her anxious purple eyes.
And she let out a sigh of nuance that she couldn’t help it.

“Ha. Yeah, well, I didn’t come here to be angry with the doctor anyway. Let’s get angry next time and let’s talk about it for now.”
“Everything, next time? Hey, that’s a rabbit Even if you keep negative emotions like anger in your heart, it will only ruin your mind and body, so just forget about it and get along well again…”
“Don’t cross the line, Dr. Shaw. I have no intention of joking around right now.”
“Eh… That, me, sorry.”
“It’s okay to know. Let’s go to a good place to talk.”

I lightly interrupted Emme, who was sneakily trying to get over the break time, and moved to the drawing room, which is virtually my exclusive use, where Emme and I always sit face-to-face.

Dismissed!

It was a waste of time to walk to the drawing room, so I went down the rabbit hole at once. Aimé put on a puzzled expression for a moment, but looked me in the eyes and looked down again.

It was also acting. It’s true that I’m anxious and nervous, but it’s not to the point of being buried there.

Aime was artificially creating the optimal expression, movement, voice, tone, and gaze to be forgiven by me.
But now I wasn’t here to forgive her, so her thin tricks didn’t work.

“······Chit. This doesn’t work How did the cute, pure and kind rabbit I used to know become such a man?”

Eventually, when Aimee realized that she didn’t work with me, she immediately clicked her tongue and returned to her usual expressionless expression.
It was a reasonable change of attitude befitting the world’s greatest genius.
And yet, seeing her legs quivering uneasily, it seemed that she was still anxious and nervous that she might be hated by me.

What is the benefit of self-employment?

“If you know it’s useless, let’s get down to business.”
“…”

Her expression subtly hardened as if she didn’t want to get into the main topic at her word, but I didn’t care and asked her.

“How do you know Mayna’s name, Doctor?”

2.

The oldest memory I have in my head is from the hospital ceiling.
When I got up and looked in the mirror, I saw a boy with a bandage wrapped around his head, and seeing that the boy in the mirror moved as I moved, I knew that the boy with a bandage wrapped around his head was me.

Who am I Where else are you?

As I was replaying the monologues often found in comics and books in my head so naturally, it wasn’t long before the door burst open and her dark-haired girl ran in, followed by the doctor with leisurely steps.

“Brother!”

Brother? Am I your brother?

It’s definitely the first time I’ve seen him, but when I was puzzled by the unfamiliar feeling, the doctor who brought the chart said.

“Memory loss due to concussion. Don’t worry, memories of the past will come to mind as time passes. His head was torn and he was bleeding profusely, but he wasn’t seriously injured, so that’s okay. He said that he could be discharged after being treated by a healer who will be arriving soon. Then.”

The doctor, who finished the explanation, which seemed to be as annoying as his leisurely steps, walked out of the hospital room, and the healer who came in soon after healed the scar on her head.

What really

As soon as I opened my eyes, I looked blankly at the sky, unable to grasp what the hell was going on.
Then, I felt a stinging gaze from the side of her head, and when I turned her head, the only girl whose name was not familiar was staring at me.

“What you looking at.”
“I see you.”

That was the first conversation I can remember between me and Mayna.
And in the conversation with Mayna that follows, I learn that my name is Paster, that her name is Mayna, that I am 8 years old and that Mayna is 6 years old, and that due to the great explosion, everyone except us evaporated, leaving no relatives. I heard shocking words that were not something that could be said casually.
No matter how much I have no memories of the past due to amnesia, and because of that, even if I am lacking in common sense, I couldn’t just pass over the fact that I became a person with no relatives, so I asked Mayna in bewilderment.

“No wait. What? Are we homeless? No, but he’s my brother. Then, aren’t you and me related?”

Then, Mayna was fed. She laughed unluckily, and then answered me as if I was asking such a pointless question.

“Oppa, oppa and I were just close brothers and sisters. There is no direct relationship between them. They are strangers without a single drop of blood. That’s why it’s right to have no relatives.”
“Oh, I see.”
“Well, I will become a relative later. Anyway, Brother Pastor, the world isn’t easy enough for two young children like us to survive, so let’s go to a shelter we can entrust!”
“Uh… That, yes.”

That’s how I was led by the hand of 6-year-old Maya to Bright Orphanage, the hometown of my heart where I would meet Scar someday.