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Aranama

Whatever it is. Can you believe this? Even at the end of the tunnel, there is a way, but it is not sure that it is the right one, and the future, be that as it may, in this life or the birth of a god? Or is it just our imagination playing with us? Or not?

SAzuraS · Fantasy
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51 Chs

A master scam

I move closer, but luckily you haven't changed a thing, you still smile at me the same way no matter how many times you see me.

Mizeya: - Yoriko.

Yoriko: - Why are you making such a sad face?

I bowed my head in front of the girl for a moment because of the shame that I didn't send her a letter, only to my precious sister, I hope she is well.

The young and smiling girl comes to me, kneels in front of me and puts her hands on my chin, and pulls them up to the middle of my face.

Yoriko: - Raise your head, is that how I should receive you?

I raised my head as she stood up.

Mizeya: - I'm sorry I didn't message you.

She hugged me with a sudden but unexpected movement.

Yoriko: - You fool, I didn't even demand it from you, I'm glad to at least see you alive.

Little tears were falling from the corners of my eyes, maybe because I can finally see the source of my only ray of light, for whom I would gladly give my life, it's a shame that I realized this now, I simply can't say what to say, when I saw her I already knew that I loved her...

A small piece of my soul, which I would tear off at any time, just so that in this world I would never suffer from the strife of the great powers, which are set for selfish purposes, even the destruction of an entire kingdom. It's terrible that there are such people who would be able to sacrifice their loved ones, whenever I would have such thoughts about another person whom I know well, my heart clenches and it doesn't let me breathe for a while, it's painful.

A world where you could live peacefully, where no one should be afraid of leaving at any time for a better place, but this is also a mistake, just an explanation, simple fools associate the inexplicable or what is classified as a miracle with God, even though it is not this would be the purpose of humanity, they are called to do more than simply make an unknown object or person the subconscious explanation.

My thoughts took me to the island of daydreaming again.

Shimazu: - Didn't you come in?

Standing outside as this two embrace, who could this girl be to you? Aika thought to herself.

Mizeya: - We're going.

Crossing the door, we entered the familiar and homely house.

We sat down together around the big table, and then I had to clarify some things with Shimazu.

Look at me with that gloomy look, and then it was almost on the tip of his tongue that I thought.

Mizeya: - Push it out, you know.

We just sat at the table in silence for a few minutes, looking at each other.

Aika: - Will there be something today or will you just stare at each other?

I just stared at Shimazu more and more, and after a small mouth movement imitating a laugh, I made sure that he was still the old troublemaker.

Shimazu: - What is this seriousness, young man? We are here to kill the princess.

The princess was already looking at us with complete restlessness, then she looked at me and nudged my waist, trying to whisper something.

Aika: - Can we trust this person? He said first that he wanted to kill me.

Mizeya: - I know very well, he is here for the same reason that I want you dead.

I wanted a bit of dramatic effect with the last word, but I inevitably messed it up, although I think from someone's point of view it might even have an effect...

Mizeya: - PRINCESS.

Shimazu suddenly got up from the chair and then goes straight to Aika.

Aika: - Mizeya, you are my bodyguard, please help me.

Look at me with a face full of fear.

Mizeya: - But my intention is the same as Shimazu's.

An unflinching and determined voice that has already burned into my uncle's and my consciousness.

Yoriko: - How long do you want to worry? Do you think this is funny now?

She grabs Mizeya and Shimazu's ears, then turns to Aika.

Yoriko: - Don't worry, these two are just joking.

Mizeya: - I wasn't even joking.

I said firmly, hoping for a funny reaction.

Aika starts crying. Through her tears, she intended only a few sentences for Mizeya.

Aika: - Stupid me, I even believed in you, even though you only want my death.

Shimazu: - Bwahahaha, I see you haven't changed anything either, king of laziness.

Standing facing each other, Mizeya greets the man by extending his hand.

Mizeya: - What are you talking about? Even though I haven't changed anything, you haven't changed absolutely anything?

Someone is looking at me very angry, isn't it?

Aika: - Mizeyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Yoriko: - I don't want to interrupt this joyful moment, but you're not just here to visit us.

The princess stopped pulling my hair.

Mizeya: - It's true, we're not just visiting here.

Yoriko: - Then why?

I was waiting for you so much, I missed you every day, I wished that they had taken me instead of you. Yoriko thought to herself.

Mizeya and Shimazu return to their seats.

Mizeya: - I may have misunderstood you, but one thing is for sure, I am not here because I have a duty or need your help, I just wanted to see you.

Shimazu: - Aren't you curious why I was there?

Mizeya: - There? At the prison? Now that you say it, I'm not going to bother you about it, I'm glad you got me out of there.

You're almost gaping at us, Yoriko.

Yoriko: - What prison are you talking about? My grandfather.

Shimazu: - Don't worry about it girl, it's not important.

Yoriko: - Mizeya, tell me.

Mizeya: - It's not important.

The girl comes closer to me and starts pinching my shoulder.

Yoriko: - Tell me.

Look at me scary, can I say it? No, I can't say anything unless Shimazu wants me to.

Yoriko: - You litt...le.

I almost got a slap in the face, but suddenly I remembered my sister.

Mizeya: - Where is my sister?

Yoriko: Your sister? Why are you looking for her?

Why are you looking at me so strangely now, Yoriko? I just want to ask about my sister, why?

Mizeya: - Is she okay?

Yoriko: - Yes, she has.

Mizeya: - What did you do while I was not at home? She must miss me a lot, I'll go to her right now.

Mizeya leaves the door, leaving the princess behind. As he walked out the door, there seemed to be a little desperation in his step.

Yoriko: - Mizeyaaa, wait!

Aika: - I heard your whole conversation, but why can't he see his sister?

Yoriko: - You don't know that yet.

Aika: - What?

It breaks my heart every time I see Mizeya's expression at the projection of his happy and carefree life created only by his mind. I still remember how you lay there under the trunk of that huge tree and just stared at the clouds in the blue sky.

Yoriko: - Mizeya's sister died almost 10 years ago.

Shimazu: - Girl!

Yoriko: - Can't I tell her? But he is still sad because of her, he cannot accept that his sister is no longer here, because of which we had to play every day, that she is there with him and among us. I'm bored.

Yoriko falls on Shimazu's shoulders, whose tears were falling because of the pain that someone more important than her life has to go through every single day.

Aika: - Where is he now? I'll go after that.

Shimazu: - You can find it in the small house by the huge tree.

The princess goes out the door, followed by Mizeya.

What kind of life could you have had? What did you have to go through? How much did that hurt you? Even if you're my bodyguard, it must have hurt.

I can already see the huge tree, it's not that far away. After a few minutes, she sees the boy standing in front of the open door of the small house.

I stood behind the boy, who was only looking at the inside of the empty house, and then instinctively I could only hold his back and shoulders as if I felt sorry to oy sorry.

Aika: - Mizeya.

Mizeya: - Did you see the cat outside?

Aika: - What cat?

Mizeya: - My sister accepted it half a year ago.

Aika: - What is your sister's name? She must have a nice name.

Mizeya: - Yes, it was a lovely name, Yasuha.

Aika: - So Yasuha, where is she now?

Mizeya: - She must be in the village, she always brings me apples or makes apple pie for lunch.

Aika: - Let's wait then, let's go inside.

I entered the small house, but the boy was just standing there in front of the door. Are you so obsessively clinging to a dream? My poor bodyguard, I may be conceited, but I am aware of the importance of my loved ones.

Aika: - Aren't you coming in?

Mizeya: - No, I'd rather wait here for my sister...