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n“Serina.”

n“Does that make any sense?”

n“No. Regardless of brainwashing, I—”

n“If I hear that bull** about love from your lips one more time…”

nA sad light penetrated his purple eyes.

n“Serina. Please……

nI love you, so don’t deny it.”

n“······.”

n“When have I ever asked you to accept it? I have always endured and suffered, unable to quench my longing. So, don’t deny that.”

nStill, he was saying the same thing.

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n“Then you’re crazy.”

nWe didn’t meet under normal circumstances; instead, he met me when he was completely isolated and being tormented. I love you. Me.

nOf course, brainwashing made him love me.

nEven knowing that the only words that came out of my mouth are-

n“Crazy, this is.”

nAll I could utter was a denial.

nAs if I had become an idiot, my head was so happy that I had forgotten how to move my tongue to speak.

nFrom the very moment, he refuted me.

nI instinctively opened my mouth.

n“I’m confused about what is what. No— I don’t want to know anymore.”

nI don’t want to be hurt anymore.

nI just want to live without knowing anything.

nBut I know it’s too late for that.

nHis mouth is twisting strangely.

nNot laughing or crying. It’s a funny look.

nHis expression crumbled as if he was heading towards the abyss.

nHis appearance was ridiculous.

n“Serina.”

nHe reached out and carefully swept my cheeks.

nI wondered why the hell he didn’t move his hand.

n“······· I’m sorry.”

n“…………”

n“So…… don’t cry because of me.”

nAm I….. crying?

nHis fingers pressed firmly under my eyes, and only then I knew I was crying.

nThe dampness soaked my cheek and flowed down.

n“……Because I can’t believe I tried to hurt you.”

nHis eyelashes quivered.

n“So I denied it. I’m sorry, Serina.”

nI was dizzy by the hot sensation under my eyes.

nMy vision was blurred by the explosive tears, but I looked at him with no emotion.

n“So······.”

nAs he bit his lips, his red lips became even redder.

nThick tears rolled out from the water.

nVarious complex emotions swirled around chaotically, making it difficult to breathe.

nMaybe it’s harder to come to his senses than it is for me.

nHaving to face the fact that he tried to kill me.

n“I’m sorry.”

nHe pulled my arm carefully, and my weak body plunged into his arms.

n“And then… If I do that again, then….”

nHis voice trembled intermittently.

nAs the solid body that should hold me swayed, I felt something break.

n“Kill me.”

nI raised his head heavily at those words and stared at his violet eyes.

nHis eyes with dreamy colors were still beautiful.

nIt was dark.

n“You’re not saying you won’t do that, that there’s no next time.”

n“……”

nMaybe he knows it too.

nHe may deny it to me, but I may be the only one who knows it.

nThat he could try to kill me again.

nThat he could lose his mind and might do something to me

nAhhh.

nI really don’t know anything anymore.

nIt was impossible to make heads or tails of this dilemma because it was a ridiculous situation from the beginning.

nReally now… it’s time now······.

n“I’m tired….”

nThe hand that was sweeping my back temporarily stiffened.

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nHe must have understood what this means.

nMy limp body was like cotton, soaked with water, and became helplessly lethargic.

nLeaning in his arms and thought.

nI want to let go of brainwashing and everything now.

n“Let’s quickly finish it, Alastair.”

n“······.”

nThe words sounded more brutal because there was no object. t1v: aka there might be a misunderstanding—what does ‘it’ refer to?The relationship? His hypnosis?

nI leaned into his arms, tears rolling down my emotionless face.

nI am tired.

nThat was my last thought before I went unconscious.

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