I Transmigrated into an otome game as a villainess!

23. Truth?

A/N: My lovely ones, how have you been? Did you miss this author or just the book? I'd be very broken hearted if you never missed this humble one even once⊙﹏⊙

Lol, anyways, this humble one would love to tell you lovelies that this chapter might somewhat be confusing due to constant change in scenes is. ¯\_( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)_/¯ So sit tight and read in style.

(Edited)

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"Wowie!!" A little girl who barely looked 5 with her overly adorable features exclaimed in awe after th little boy saved her from bad guys (Refer chapter 21 for clear understanding).

The little girl had natural blonde hair with chubby cheeks, paired with dark grey eyes that sparkled in admiration and cute pouty lips, which was colored in  light red. Her whole being seemed to shine.

"Brother, how did you do that? Can you teach me too?!" Her cute baby voice asked in excitement.

"You.. ha, you don't seem freaked out like I expected you to" The boy stated in an indifferent voice as he scanned the girl whose eyes were unusually excited after what she witnessed. Ordinary people would've already fainted by now.

He had already found her weird and suspicious after he witnessed her standing against adults who were literally her kidnappers.

"Nope, father told me not to be scared of those bad people. And brother also helped me, so you are not a bad person" The little girl replied confidently but didn't explain why she was excited with the cruelty of the other person.

Th boy blankly looked at the idiot who believed everything her father had told her. He then frowned a few seconds later as he got closer to her and placed his palm on her head.

"Eh? What are you doing? Father said that when boy touches a girl, they only have bad thoughts" The girl tried to move away but unfortunately rooted to the same place where the boy held her.

Her eyes showed alarm as her heart beat increased but quickly covered it with a naive and confused look.

"Brother, are you going to do something bad like father said?"

A few minutes of silence had passed with no reply when the boy suddenly had a amused look in his eyes as a smile spread his lips. It was angelic but a look closer, and one would know it was akin to a devil's amusement.

"This place barely has energy, took me long enough" His voice was now lazy and casual unlike his cold and emotionless voice a minutes ago.

"Found you" This made the Little girl's heart skip a beat, not a maiden's but fear like an antelope of a lion.

         

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"Mother, this.. Am I not human? Are we not?!" A girl that looked around 10 exclaimed in despair. Her eyes showed fear, disappointment, and anger

"Kameko, did not I already tell you that we are different? We are and will always be" Her mother replied calmly, in a soft and soothing voice as she held her daughter and stroked her hair.

"But I-I, mother, why?" Kameko looked at her still young and beautiful mother who seemed not to have aged since her birth and couldn't speak another word. She had already given up. Ah, they were different, she couldn't change it even if she wanted to.

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13 year old Kameko watched her once beautiful, now pale and lifeless mother, lay in a transparent coffin filled with white roses. Her red fiery hair that always seemed vibrant and gave life had now looked like it withered. Her dark purplish eyes weren't seen as it was closed and her cherry lips was now pale, gone along with the gentle smile she gave.

Her mother, Melissa Valaert, that changed her identity to Sakura Hayashi to keep her(Kameko) safe was now a lifeless and empty doll.

"Ha.. who promised she would live longer than this?" Kameko asked, but it was more to herself. Her voice held mockery and indifference as if she had no feelings even as she watched her mother's preserved body yet her clenched fist told another story.

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"Hmm~ do I know you, mister?" A 15 year old Kameko asked in a naive and confused tone as she scanned the man dressed in casual back looking tall and handsome. He had a gentle and harmless smile in his lips .

"Call me Woody" The guy replied in all seriousness that could make anyone feel like he really was stating the fact. Kameko frowned but quickly hid it with an amused look yet it didn't escape the guy called Woody.

"I see, Mr. Woody! Then you can call me Doll. Anyways, I'm late for school, bye" Would she dare to give her name to a dangerous guy? She just sarcastically replied and walked off to her school gate in hurry, leaving Woody who still had a gentle smile on his lips that gave others the feeling to want to come close but get a series of goosebumps for no reason.

"Fate cannot be forsaken, my.. Canary"

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-17 years old-

"Look Kameko, I seriously like you and have never felt this way before.. so.." He said with a serious face as his dark hair shone under the sun and his red eyes, never wavering even for a second. His face seemed to shine at this moment.

"So.. Consider my feelings. Make me yours" He said catching his breath as if he had held his breath up until now. He then crouched down and rubbed his hair. (Refer chapter 1)

Kameko watched in confusion. A doubt bloomed in her heart as she frowned but hid it as a shocked look took over her face.

She then ran away to avoid this confusion. Everything till now seemed to have not made any sense. She just seemed to be going in circles.

But the next thing, she lost her consciousness after getting hit by a flower pot.

I'll end what was started, damn it. Truth behind everything..

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A/N: Blegh, this humble one has nothing more to write.

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