I made some excuses to my father (I don’t remember much about the content) and retreated to my room, trying my best to calm my confused mind.
If I believe the memories that suddenly flooded into my head, I now have memories of my previous life.
Is this really a memory from a previous life, or is it just an overly realistic fantasy? When I start thinking about it, it’s really philosophical, and it’s like stepping into quagmire with no end in sight, so I think I’ll stop.
I choose to believe in myself. This is a memory of a previous life.
In my previous life, I was an office lady living in a country called Japan. I worked in the general affairs department of a small company, where I stared at numbers and struggled with copy machines every day.
Unfortunately, I didn’t have a boyfriend. I wanted to believe that if I had had three more years, or even five years, I would have had a shocking love affair.
The cause of death was a traffic accident, but fortunately I don’t remember being in much pain or being scared. I remember being scared when I saw a car crashing towards me. I like I was shocked by something after that, but it happened in an instant.
I was unfilial to my parents, having died before them, but fortunately I had older siblings, so I don’t have to worry about them when they get old.
When asked what I accomplished in my short life, I can’t help but shake my head, but perhaps because I lived my life as I pleased, I seem to have reincarnated without hesitation.
However, since earlier, when I try to remember details beyond what comes to mind naturally, my head starts to hurt. I feel an unpleasant sense of fatigue, like when I overwork my nerves doing detailed work.
As a result, I can remember far fewer things than one person’s life.
Even so, there are times when I remember things so vividly that it’s strange. For example, a game that I played in my previous life. About the characters.
As I was cooling my head with a wet handkerchief, apparently suffering from wisdom fever, I suddenly decided to stand in front of a full-length mirror that is well over twice my height.
I still feel strange about my reflection in the mirror, but perhaps because I understand the cause of it, I feel strangely able to look directly at it without hesitation.
I stare intently at the girl in the dark red dress.
When I raise my hand, the child in the mirror also raises her hand. When I pull my lips to one side, the girl in the mirror also gives me a weird look.
Amidst the monotone color scheme of black hair and white skin, her red lips and cheeks catch the eye even when she’s not wearing any makeup. When I say that, the name ‘Snow White’ comes up from my previous life’s knowledge, but what I see reflected in the mirror doesn’t look like a princess from a fairy tale world. She has slanted eyes that look a little harsh, and she has a small mark that looks like a tear.
The dark red dress may also be one of the reasons why people don’t get the impression of fresh and cute. It seems to be the image color of the Duke of Lilia family, and almost all the dresses in the wardrobe are this color.
I tried to smile with all my charm, but I suddenly felt extremely embarrassed, so I stopped.
(She looked like this even in the game. I can’t even imagine her smiling.)
Lycoris Radiata in the game. I dare to call her ‘she’ instead of ‘me’ – she is the game’s heroine’s rival, or to put it bluntly, the enemy.
In other words, she was an obstacle that the heroine had to overcome when she fell in love with a young man named Wolfgang Eisenhut.
She appears as Wolfgang’s fiancee and becomes quite aggressive and violent. She has and abnormal attachment to her fiancé, whom her parents have set, and relentlessly bullies and hurts the heroine, threatens her in many ways, and sometimes even harms herself to get things done the way she wants. She was a scary woman. She is what is called a yandere.
However, she is not the only yandere. The same goes for the male character named Wolfgang, and all the other characters who are in love with the heroine are also yandere.
(What is the title of the game?)
For some reason, I can’t remember.
It’s strange that I remember so much about the contents of the game. I’m sure it wasn’t Japanese, so I wonder if my English ability, which was disastrous in my previous life, is holding me back.
I thought about it for a while, but my head still feels heavy. I don’t feel good about it, but I decided to give up.
Anyway, it’s a game that was rated for adults due to its violent behavior and plot twists.
Even before its release, there was no lack of discussion. The director, and person in charge of the main scenario, is said to be an unparalleled yandere fan and shotacon (he was originally a novelist and apparently only wrote stories like that).
He is the type of person who takes pleasure In sub-scenario staff causing psychological damage to users, and he has a reputation for the brutal bad endings of the games he has worked on in the past.
Meanwhile, the game’s catchphrase, which was announced ahead of the title, was ‘I want to kill you.’
For me, who is actually here now as ‘Lycoris Radiata,’ I can’t help but think that this is an advertising slogan that doesn’t seem like someone else’s business,.
In this case, ‘you’ is of course the heroine of the game, but Lycoris is killed just as an incident.
I remember a lot of details about that ending.
Wolfgang kills Lycoris, who has been hurting the heroine, and the two of them end their love life on the run. He is bound by the heavy responsibilities of his high status and the bonds of relatives he cannot trust, so he throws them all away and is alone with his beloved. Merry bad ending.
I definitely want to avoid it.
I might die, but I absolutely don’t want to become a person who is consumed by hopeless love and ends up hurting those around me.
Lycoris may have been a supporting character in the game, but right now, she is the one and only protagonist who shines brightly in my life.
I glare in the mirror with determination, saying that I will definitely be happy.
Then, when I finally finished sorting out the information, my father’s words flashed back to me.
“Tomorrow is the first meeting. I’m sure you’ll like him too.”
First meeting.
Who knows, my fiancé and the person who might kill me in the future.
The blood suddenly drained from my whole body.
It was sudden chaos.