Hilise's POV
I felt his glare on me become colder.
"You won't even tell anyone the truth."
I added.
After I said that, I turned my head and met the eyes of the man standing before me.
"......You're delusional."
I could feel my father trying to hold back his anger.
"You've got something that isn't supposed to be yours and yet you're being conceited."
I couldn't tell if he's talking to me or to himself.
His expression was full of scorn towards me.
But I also knew that his eyes would become tangled with far more intense hatred towards me than now.
"If you keep acting like this..."
"What will you do?"
He has no choice but to admit the fact that I am this generation's 'successor'.
He thinks that I've taken away his beloved son's power.
The corners of my mouth raised, giving my father a grin.
"Will you keep me in this room until I become docile? Or will you hit me to discipline me? If not."
The more I talked, the fiercer his face became.
"......Will you kill me and put me out of everyone's sight forever so that I can no longer oppose you?"
My father may not think that he's excessive and abusive.
He's never done anything like that to me up to this day.
However, my father is cruel and heartless.
In my past lives, everything I said just now was done to me by the same person standing in front of me right now.
Of course, as I went back in time, these events disappeared into the future, but they are still my past.
So even if nothing happened to me yet in this life, it's still impossible to treat him as if nothing happened.
"Father."
In my past seven lives, three of my deaths were done by this man.
"If I fall down from here, will I die or not?"
One was when he killed me with his own hands, the other two were done indirectly and in a complex manner, but the fact that he was the one who killed me, whether by his own hands or not, did not change.
In my past lives, Father hid my abilities from the outside world. He made me live in Ricardo's shadow.
The only times I was allowed to go out were when my powers were needed. Other than that, I was always confined inside my room.
During those times, I always believed Father whenever he told me that it was all for me, Ricardo, and the whole Inoaden.
I was really stupid during those times.
Then, when it became difficult to deceive the people, Father became more eager to transfer my powers to Ricardo.
I will never forget what I had to do in the process, even if I died and came back to life several times.
"This is just the third floor, but it's still quite high. If I'm unlucky, I could hit my head and die."
I got up from my seat and placed a hand on the window frame.
Just in time, the wind blew my hair and my thin pajamas.
"...What the hell are you talking about?"
Father stared at me as if he didn't really have any idea what I'm talking about.
But I never left the room enough times for him to feel that something was unusual with me.
I softly told him what I'm doing.
"I'm trying to get away from this place right now."
"...What?"
My long hair kept fluttering, so I swept it behind my ear with one hand.
I stared at my father's frozen face.
His lips parted when I sat on the window frame.
But not a single word came out of his mouth.
It seems that my father doesn't know how to react right now.
I felt satisfied when I saw his face turning pale.
"If what happened to me yesterday was an awakening, then I'll be fine, but if it wasn't, then I'd either get hurt or die."
At that moment, May came back into the room.
She pulled herself in through the open door and hesitated.
I could see the color of her face drain when she saw me.
"What are you..."
I looked at my father again and gave him another smile.
"Which one do you want?"
**Whoosh
In an instant, the wind that was just blowing against me earlier, swallowed my body as I fell.
"KYAAH...! M'lady...!"
The screams of the surprised May were heard overhead.
The wide, blue sky spread before me. The feeling of falling was so vivid.
It was only for a short moment, but the time felt as if it would never end as I fell.
But there is bound to be an end to everything.
**Puff
Then a soft, cozy sensation covered me instead of pain.
I slowly lifted my eyelids as I smelled the strong aroma.
The blue sky still spread widely above me, as if it was going to pour down at once.
I saw the white curtains swaying by the window in my room.
As I lay below everything, I looked up at the static landscape above me.
I could tell what was gently wrapping around my body right now, even without having to check.
Finally, my father's head poked out of the open window.
His face was paler than earlier.
I closed my eyes, buried in the bed of roses, like a man sleeping in a flower grave.
The bright, burning sun shone over me. It really is a good day to take a nap.
Hilise remembered both the beginning and the end of her lives.
It was Ricardo who killed her in her first life.
~~Flashback~~
The news of Hilise's awakening was unexpected for the Inoadens.
Especially for Diego and Ricardo, it was a disaster that had completely redesigned the future's plans.
"I-I'm sorry, Father."
Hilise was also confused.
"I don't know why Brother's power came to me either. This is what Brother Ricardo should have... There must've been some sort of mistake."
But fear was much stronger than her confusion.
After learning of Hilise's awakening, both Ricardo and Diego would look at her more coldly than they did this past few years.
"So if I can give it back to you right now..."
"You're too noisy...! If you're just going to keep talking about stupid things, then just shut up!"
At Diego's booming voice, Hilise flinched and caught her breath.
"If there was a way to return that power to Ricardo, then he would've had it by now! So stop talking about the obvious because you're not helping!"
"I'm sor-"
It wasn't unusual for Diego to coldly vent out his anger at Hilise.
However, this was the only time that he shouted violently because he couldn't control his anger.
"I'm sorry..."
Hilise was more frightened.
Ricardo, who was seated next to their father, remained silent with a frighteningly stiff face.
He was just as angry at her as their father.
Diego placed his hand on his forehead, as if to calm his anger, and breathed heavily several times.
Then he spoke to Hilise with a much calmer voice than before.
"You know that this is just a mistake. We'll find a way to fix this soon, so until then, don't go anywhere else and just stay in your room."
But Diego's voice and the glare in his eyes remained cold.
Just as Hilise stepped out of the room, she heard someone speak behind her.
"I really hate looking at her."
**Clack
Hilise closed the door and walked away while holding back her tears.
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