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Translator: Nonon
Proofreader: Silavin
POV: Violet
We were sitting on the perfect sized rock and eating lunch under the blue sky.
This packed lunch seems to be handmade by Ms. Robot and she seemingly prepared it so we could eat it together after flying in the sky. I’m trying to not worry about where she took it out from or where the drinks are coming from. I feel like I’ll lose if I do.
“… Ah, this is delicious.”
“Thank. You. Very. Much.”
The packed lunch that Ms. Robot made was delicious.
There were many dishes made by using vegetables and pork that I’d become able to eat recently. They had been drained of excessive moisture and seasoned with the possibility that the taste would change over time in mind, making them suitable for a packed lunch.
Actually, I wonder if Ms. Robot made this lunch in her current state? She held the knife, did the preparations, and grilled the meat… No, halfway through I can only imagine her yelling ‘Hah!’ as everything is instantly done in a strange way using incomprehensible power.
“There are a lot of capable cooks in Shiki… no, maybe this is the norm…?”
Recently I’ve become used to cooking, but I’ve only gotten used to the act of cooking and what I make is still far from being delicious. Lord Clo and Gray eat it happily though.
… When I look at their faces, I feel happy, but I also feel a little guilty.
Partly because I have always been taught that cooking is not something nobles do… I have always been against the nobles cooking. And I took it out hard on ‘her’, who was loved not only by His Highness, but also Ash and Chartreuse. The girl who made packed lunches for them.
As expected, it pains me to find joy in the action that I had denied before out of jealousy.
“What. Is. Normal?”
“Ms. Robot?”
I don’t know if she found my words or my current state curious but Ms. Robot stopped eating, a distant expression on her face. Actually, I thought this yesterday too, but how does she eat?
“…Violet. Do. You. Like. Clo?”
“*cough*”
“Water.”
That was a close call. I almost spat out whatever I was eating.
What is she saying out of nowhere? Like… hike… spike… fright… Lord Clo’s life is full of fright? No, I know that she meant something else.
If you ask me whether or not I like Lord Clo, and if you mean if I like or dislike him as a person, the current me would say that I like him. He’s kind to me, accepts me and treats me with care and I want to become his strength. But I don’t know if this is because… I like him as a man.
And, the ‘like’ Ms. Robot is asking about in this case is probably that kind. But why would she bring it up out of nowhere?… don’t tell me!
“Ms. Robot, cheating is wrong.”
“You. Got. Me. Wrong.”
I was wrong? I guess Ms. Robot didn’t ask me this because she likes Lord Clo then. Amber has said before that cheating is exciting exactly because it’s a taboo, so I was a little worried.
… I’m a little relieved, but it also makes me feel a bit complicated. I don’t know why I feel either of those emotions though.
In any case, if this means that she won’t take Lord Clo from me, I’ll answer honestly.
“I think… I like Lord Clo.”
“You. Think?”
“Lord Clo said that he wanted to love everything about me. However, I’m an immoral woman. I’m still hesitating whether it’s okay for me to fall in love like this.”
“Immoral…”
Ms. Robot looked up a little, taking a thinking posture, as if trying to understand the meaning of my words.
“Why. Do. You. Think. So?”
“Even if you ask me why… I’ll have to tell you a long story about what happened before I came to Shiki. Is that fine?”
“I. Was. The. One. Who. Asked. So. It. Is. Fine.”
“I see… I had someone I liked.”
I told Ms. Robot about my past.
I told her that there was a man I’d promised to marry in the future and that I loved and revered that person from the bottom of my heart.
I had spent most of my life working to improve myself for the sake of that person, devoting myself to him.
However, after entering the academy, that person started to pay attention to another woman and I became jealous of her.
Riddled with anxiety due to his change, I gave him a warning, but that was nothing but me forcing my ideals on him.
Unable to see my surroundings, I challenged that woman to a duel, but I had no allies. I was alone. None of the students who had been buttering me up nor the male students I had some connections with even thought of helping me. They all clearly wished to see me fall.
And finally… that person told me that he had never loved me.
— As I was talking, I became more and more depressed. Lord Clo told me that if I wanted to run away I was free to do so, and that he wanted to fall in love with me with everything included. Yesterday he also said that sometimes it’s okay to forget things I don’t like, but as I confirm the reality again, I really am an immoral and pathetic woman… ugh, I feel nauseous again.
“… Why, Do. You. Think. That. You. Are. Immoral. From. That?”
“? Isn’t it obvious? There was someone I liked before Lord Clo. Despite that, I couldn’t completely forget my feelings and now I’m married to Lord Clo. To change my feelings after entrusting my heart to another man, it makes me nothing but an immoral woman.”
“Aren’t you too thickheaded?
“Huh?!”
Eh? Ms. Robot suddenly started speaking fluently…?!
Or rather, what’s with that exasperated gesture? She sighed as if to say ‘wow, this girl really doesn’t get it’. What is she getting at?
“No, it’s not as thick as yours. Just from its shape, it’s quite thick…”
“I. Meant. It. Differently.”
Then what did she mean?
It feels unpleasant to be denied when you don’t know what the other person means.
“…Okay. For. Now.”
Ms. Robot quickly stood up and put away the lunch box.
Her chest part suddenly opened up and she was able to put it inside. Ignoring its volume, surely my eyes were mistaken. I saw a faint glow and heard a whirling sound. Yes. It had to be an auditory hallucination.
“There. Is. One. Thing. I. Would. Like. To. Say.”
Then, Ms. Robot grabbed my arm.
… Why? I have a bad feeling about this. If I don’t run away now, I’ll end up in terrible trouble. Specifically. It might be something that will make the fear I experienced just a short while ago come back—
“Let. Us. Make. Your. Head. A. Little. Softer. – Set.”
―― Ah, I wish my bad premonition had been wrong.
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