Chapter - 2
I made some kind of appropriate excuse to my father (I don't remember much of it) and retreated to my room, trying to calm my confused mind.
If I believe the memories that suddenly flooded my mind, I now have memories of my previous life.
Was this really a memory of a previous life, or was it an overly concrete fantasy? It's really philosophical to think about it, in other words, it's like plunging into a never-ending quagmire, so I'll stop.
I chose to believe in myself. These are my memories from my previous life.
In my previous life, I was an office worker living in Japan. I was in the general affairs section of a small company, staring at numbers and struggling with the copy machine every day.
Unfortunately, I did not have a boyfriend. I would like to believe that if I had had another three years, or even five years, I would have had an electrifying love affair.
The cause of death was a car accident, but I'm lucky that I don't remember feeling much pain or fear. I do remember seeing a car ramming into my direction and cringing. After that, I feel like I got a huge shock, but it was so instantaneous.
I was an unfilial person who died before my parents, but fortunately I have siblings, so I won't have to worry about their old age.
If you ask me what I have accomplished in my short life, I can only tilt my head, but it seems that I have become a monk without hesitation, probably because I have lived a life of my own choice.
However, since a while ago, I have been feeling a vague headache when I try to remember more details than what naturally comes to mind. I felt an uncomfortable fatigue, as if I had overworked my nerves with detailed work.
Thanks to this, I was able to remember much less than I would have been able to for a single person's life.
However, there are some things that I remember with a strange degree of clarity. For example, I remember a game I played in a previous life. About the characters in the game.
As I was cooling my head with a wet handkerchief, apparently suffering from a fever of wisdom, I suddenly thought of standing in front of a mirror that was more than twice my height.
The reflection in the mirror still made me feel uncomfortable, but now that I knew the cause of my discomfort, I felt I could look directly at myself without hesitation.
I stared at the girl in the dark red dress.
I raise my hand, and the girl in the mirror raises her hand as well. I pulled my lips to the side, and the girl in the mirror made a funny face.
In the monotone color scheme of black hair and white skin, her red lips and cheeks were eye-catching even without any makeup. When I said this, the word "Snow White" came up from my knowledge of my previous life, but what I saw in the mirror did not look like a princess from a fairy tale. Her eyes were a little pinched, and she had a small tear mark on her cheek.
The cochineal dress is also a factor that keeps her from looking fresh and pretty. It seems to be the image color of the Dukes of Lilia, and almost all the dresses in the wardrobe are this color.
I tried to smile with all the charm I could muster, but I suddenly felt very embarrassed, so I stopped.
(I was dressed like this in the game. I don't even have an image of her smiling at all.
Licorice Radiata in the game. I dare to say "she" instead of "I" - she is the rival, or rather, the antagonist, of the game's heroine.
In other words, she was the obstacle that the heroine had to overcome when she fell in love with a young man named Wolfgang Eisenhuth.
She appears as Wolfgang's fiancée and is quite aggressive and out of control.
She has an abnormal attachment to the fiancé set by her parents. She bullies
and hurts the heroine relentlessly, threatens her in many ways, and sometimes
even hurts herself to get things done the way she wants. She was a scary woman. She was what we call a yandere.
But she is not the only yandere. The male character Wolfgang is also a yandere, as are all the other characters who fall in love with the heroine.
(The title of the game is.....?
I don't know why, but I can't remember.
It's funny, because I remember so much about the game. I don't think it was in Japanese, so I wonder if my English skills, which were so poor in my previous life, are holding me back.
I was troubled for a while, but my head started to feel really heavy. My head still felt heavy and my mind was not clear, but I decided to give up.
Anyway, it was a game that had been designated as an adult game because of its violent language and character development.
Even before it was released, there was no shortage of talk about it. The director and main narrator was said to be an unparalleled yandere lover and shota-kon (he was originally a novelist and wrote many such stories). The person in charge of the sub-scenario is said to be a person who takes pleasure in inflicting psychological damage on users, and has a reputation for the gruesome bad endings of the games he has worked on in the past.
The game's catchphrase, which was announced prior to the title, was -
''I'd rather kill you.''
It's a phrase that I can't believe is unfamiliar to me, as I'm here in reality as 'Licorice Radiata'.
In this case, the 'you' is of course the game's heroine, and Lycoris is killed just for the sake of it, so to speak.
I remember the ending in rather detail.
Wolfgang kills Lycoris, who has hurt the heroine so much, and the heroine and Wolfgang go on the run with their love. He is trapped by the burden of his high status and untrustworthy relatives, so he leaves them all behind and is alone with the one he loves. A very bad ending.
I definitely want to avoid it.
I don't want to die, but I also don't want to lose myself in a hopeless love affair and become a person who only hurts those around me.
Licorice may have been a supporting character in the game, but right now I am the brilliant protagonist of my life, the one and only main character.
I stared into the mirror with determination that I would make her happy.
My father's words flashed back in my mind as I finally finished sorting out the information.
Tomorrow is our first meeting. I'm sure you'll like him.
First meeting.
To whom? To my fiancé, to whom I might be killed by in the future.
The blood suddenly drained from my body.
I was suddenly in a state of shock.
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