The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed - Chapter 439
440 – Slaughter
I left the building. Since she had no choice but to stay in paradise for seven days, they promised to spend their time on their own and then meet again here. Raelan and Lamine left to see paradise instead of returning home.
“Is Ross going to come home?”
“… I don’t know. “Maybe so.”
Ellie looked at my answer with worried eyes.
“Then, if you become attached to paradise, it will be harder to leave.”
“It must be a grace period aimed at that.”
“There are many hotels and places where you can stay without having to go home. Would you like to stay with me during the grace period? “Let’s go see paradise together.”
At Ellie’s question, I smiled bitterly and shook my head. It wasn’t that I particularly disliked being together. We lived in the same house on the third floor for a while, and most of the time, being with Ellie would be comfortable and fun.
At my refusal, Ellie looked at me with an expression as if she was curious about the reason. She asked for an answer, so she didn’t have to, but I told Ellie how she really felt.
“… I just want to be alone. “You said it was paradise, so I guess there’s a cafe that sells the most delicious coffee in the world.”
I really just wanted to be alone. It’s not that I don’t want to go home, but I’m a person who feels more comfortable adjusting to the pain than trying to relieve it with painkillers.
“Oh, I understand. “Because I was always with people.”
I don’t know what part of my answer gave Ellie joy, but she smiled brightly for the first time in a long time. Seeing that look, she somehow unconsciously added something unnecessary.
“Let’s spend some time alone and meet later. “There will be plenty of time to see paradise then.”
As expected, Ellie’s smile grew deeper. I think I added this because I wanted to see this smile. Indeed, was I the type of person who shared the joy of friends?
“Yeah, okay. See you later then.”
After Ellie left, I turned and took out my citizenship card. I checked the guide map and walked to the place where it said [Paradise’s best cafe]. The weather in paradise was fantastic, and the streets were clean and beautiful without any trash.
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Wouldn’t it be like this if you mix European style and fantasy? The cafe, with its dark beige and cozy feel, seemed to focus on comfort rather than flashiness. The combination of modest interior decoration, soft chairs and tables of appropriate height, and the moonlight coming through the window and soft scarlet lighting had the magic of making people feel tired.
Although the interior of the cafe was not large, it was just the right size for the owner to manage it alone. The unique smell of the cafe was also attractive, and the soft music coming from the magic music box was the right noise to keep you from getting too absorbed in your thoughts and played a role in keeping you from forgetting that it was a cafe.
Even the coffee is delicious. It tasted a little sour, but even that combined with the scent made me feel satisfied. As expected, it is highly recommended by the cafe owner, so you are unlikely to fail even if you try what is written. There were several books on the wall that cafe customers could freely view, like a library. I took out a book I liked, sat in a comfortable chair, and read it while drinking coffee.
It’s been a while since I had some free time, so I read the book for a long time without even noticing the passage of time. I even refilled the coffee midway through. The last chapter of the book. As I was smiling happily at the sight of the main character reaching a happy ending, someone flopped down on the chair across from me without permission.
“… ?”
This is a person I don’t know. The woman with her gray hair and black eyes was clearly a sight to behold. Should I say that she looks like a combination of Estelle and Ellie’s impressions? I don’t know why you’re smiling at me like a devil.
“hi. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”
I closed my book and tilted my head at the bright greeting.
“Do you know who I am?”
“huh. “You and I have something in common.”
She said with a deep smile.
“I was taken advantage of by that piece of trash Nelson.”
I immediately tried to implement the Shadow Window, but somehow nothing happened. Attempts to increase his magical power also failed. Looking at me like that, she burst into laughter.
“You can never fight in paradise except in certain places.”
“… “Who are you?”
In response to my question, the woman drank the remaining coffee without permission. Then she began to speak without context.
“When Nelson was the vice principal of Transcendence Academy, before he became principal, there were several slums in the capital. “In that slum, there was a beggar girl who searched the trash cans in front of the nobles’ mansions and lived on food that was in good condition or food that was rotten or moldy.”
“… “I don’t want to know about the unfortunate past of someone whose name I don’t even know.”
“Listen, I’m sure it’ll be fun. One day, the beggar girl heard a rumor about a great wizard. So she thought that any trash from the wizard’s house must be very good. “She was rummaging through the house’s trash with some of the beggars she was hanging out with, and happened to find a piece of paper rolled up into a ball.”
The woman continued speaking while pretending to unfold an invisible piece of paper.
“What was written on that piece of paper was a failed trick created by Nelson as a joke. But when I saw that, I somehow knew the cause of the failure. So I drew my modified formula on the trash can using a piece of chalk the size of a fingernail. And then I got so caught up in the cold new pizza that some beggar found that I forgot about it.”
“… Are you saying you realized the error in the technique just by looking at it?”
“I have very good eyes.”
Her eyes were black like Ellie’s, but unlike Ellie’s eyes that glowed like obsidian, the woman’s eyes were as dark as the abyss.
“Nelson happened to discover the technique I drew. “He found me among the beggars rummaging through the trash, and he said I was a child with a brilliant talent and took me on as his disciple.”
I snorted. The woman frowned at my reaction.
“Why are you laughing at me?”
“Because it’s a clumsy lie. “Ellie is Nelson’s only disciple.”
In response to my rebuttal, the woman smiled happily.
“I guess that’s true for formal disciples. But I was Nelson’s adopted daughter. One of the ways to own a parentless orphan with brilliant talent is through adoption. She received her wand as a gift from Nelson and learned her magic. So you can call him a disciple.”
The setting in the novel that Nelson had an adopted daughter did not exist. Perhaps the probability connected to the discarded setting created the setting of an adopted daughter, so she could not completely deny what she said.
“… “Do you have any proof?”
“I want to show you my magic, but unfortunately it’s not possible here. “If you want, you can move on after the story is over.”
The woman who smiled brightly continued her story.
“Nelson said he would enroll me as a student at Transcendence Academy in a few years. I, who lived off of other people’s leftover scraps, felt immense gratitude to Nelson for the abundant food and warm sleep. So I thought whatever he said was right. “Like an idiot.”
The woman tilted her upper body towards me and rested her chin, causing her gray hair to fall down her shoulders. Tilting her head slightly, she asked me a question.
“It’s giving infinite love to a child who had nothing. If you give a warm, non-sour stew to a child who has never been given warm food by anyone, the child is so grateful that he doesn’t know what to do. Even that’s not the end. What if I were given a soft room instead of the ground and given a new life? “Really, what do you think it will be like?”
“… “I would appreciate it.”
“I’m beyond thankful, I just blindly believe it. This person is the only person in the world you can trust. I started to think that all the pain I had been through was because I wanted to meet Nelson. “It’s as if they mistakenly thought that the person who caused the whole school to criticize them for being late to the entrance ceremony was the benefactor who helped them escape from the miserable life at the academy.”
Without realizing it, I kicked off the chair and stood up. She continued her words while laughing as if she was mocking me, who was holding me by the collar and glaring at me.
“You were nice to me for no reason, right? You think of yourself as a benefactor, and you have never questioned behavior you don’t understand, right? That’s definitely not affection. Nelson’s trick. One day, Nelson brought his guest. Then he told me to show the guest the magic he had learned. So I was happy to show you all I had. “Finally, I think I can repay Nelson’s love.”
The woman gently wrapped my wrist around my collar. With a face that looked like she was about to shed tears at any moment, she spoke to me.
“The next day, I followed Nelson to church. It’s her first time going out as Nelson’s daughter, so I don’t know how much she’s done with her hair. But Nelson handed the hand he was holding to yesterday’s customer. The customer dragged me into the windowless basement of the church. “You’re calling me a candidate for sainthood.”
Without realizing it, my hands became weak. As the hand holding my collar lost strength, she grabbed my wrist even harder and screamed.
“I waited every day in the basement where there was nothing but darkness. I expected Nelson to save me even though he threatened to never take me out if I didn’t shine on my own. However, Nelson never came to see me. He didn’t even tell me why he abandoned me. Until I completely collapsed in that dark basement. And finally, I realized.”
The hand holding my wrist slowly rose towards my face. She smiled sadly as she gently caressed his cheek and looked at him as if he were looking at a fool.
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“The happiness and warmth I felt for the first time in my life was actually an act of spreading feed to fatten livestock to be killed and eaten. A stupid pig feels grateful for the owner’s action of giving it food and grunts happily… “Nelson watched with a smile.”
She looked into my eyes and said, twisting one corner of her mouth.
“Nelson fattened us by feeding us plenty of packaged food in the name of affection. “So that you can slaughter them at any time when you need them, so that even if you put a knife to the back of their neck, they can mistake that act for affection without any suspicion.”