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hfully though, I do still want to feel sorry, somewhat.”

“……”

The fief lord fell silent once more.
As the silence became overwhelming, Carynne spoke.

“Let’s have a serious conversation, Father.”

To the point that we’d vomit our guts out.

 

* * *

 

“Deere’s got a big mouth, so why did you let her leave the mansion? Ah, you don’t have to answer me.
She’s already dead after all.
A story about me is much more interesting than that woman’s life or her past.
So, let me ask—am I Carynne?”

“Why don’t you ask just one question at a time?”

“…Fine.”

Carynne took a deep breath.
There were too many things she was suspicious about.
It felt like her head was about to explode from the plethora of questions rushing at her.
But, she had only one mouth.
She finally reached this point.
She could do this one at a time.

“Is it true that I’ve had issues since I was young?”

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“…That’s right.”

“Is it true that Nancy erased my memories and gave me new ones?”

“You’ve found out already.”

Carynne once again brought up the question she was the most curious about.

“Am I Carynne?”

“You are my one and only daughter.”

That’s not what she meant.
Carynne frowned.
Was Carynne 「 Carynne 」—that’s her question.
Did she have a place to return to? Or was it all just mere illusion?

“That’s… No.
What I mean is, is it appropriate for me to call you Father?”

“Mm, if you look at the portrait over here, you can see that you look exactly like your mother.”

She shouldn’t ask in this way.
Carynne looked up at the portrait.

Would this conversation be easier if you were alive? Why is an outsider like him in front of me and not you?

“When I think of how jealous other people were of me up until we got married, it’s to the point that I get sick and tired of it.
I’m telling you, there were indeed many suitors.”

Your love story doesn’t matter right now though.

Carynne looked at him with a hint of incredulity in her gaze.
Sure enough, his wife had died, and after that there were rumors of him going half out of his mind, so to what extent was he correct in feeling this way.

Catherine, like Carynne, was an incredibly beautiful woman, just as Deere said.
Even when she had moved to a backwoods countryside like this, it’s said that invitations flew in from so many places every winter.

But who said that? Carynne tried to suppress the memories of the past that kept rushing into the forefront of her mind.
Dunno.
She didn’t know anything and she wasn’t sure about nothing.

Ah, if only she had a gun now.

She would have aimed it at the fief lord’s head right now.
No, but she couldn’t end it right away.
She needed to hear the truth, so let’s start with threats.

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“Father.”

“So no matter how intense it was…”

“I killed Nancy, too.
You know this as well.”

“……”

“Why did you hide her body?”

“If Miss Evans finds out, wouldn’t it be difficult for me to protect you?”

The fief lord replied, and at this, Carynne was both relieved and frustrated at the answer.

“I really do feel like a marionette on a stage.
In this world, I became a spectacle alone.
What the hell did you think when you knew I did it?”

“It was to protect you.”

“Then you should have at least told me… You know, it’s funny that I’m the one saying this.”

She tapped one finger on the table.

“Nancy’s dead, correct? Did Missus Deere die by my hands? My Father in front of me, how can you say for sure that you’re here?”

She was so excruciatingly tired from this twisted sense of reality.
And Carynne felt bitter about the fact that her gun was taken away from her.
If the cause of her pain was her father, this man in front of her, then she would have wanted to drive several bullets into him.

It didn’t matter that she would have no other blood relative in this world.
Wasn’t he an enemy who must be killed for the sake of her curiosity and entertainment? Wasn’t he the terrible source that made her entire life a lie? For it to be covered up with denial—Carynne was not convinced.

“You killed Nancy.”

The fief lord acknowledged this to Carynne.

“And I am now in front of you.”

He took Carynne’s hand.
She felt his warmth.
A sense of relief started spreading within her.
It was the same feeling she had when Tom confirmed that the body of his father had not disappeared.
As expected, it was like that.
Someone was killed, someone died.
Time flowed from yesterday to today.
If the only one who’s crazy was her, then the world was stable.
However, there was no such thing as a stable truth.