Haunted Duke’s Daughter

"What's this..."

When I realized, Sakura was standing in a small room. There is a bed in front of me, with a familiar face girl lying in the bed. The woman who clings to the girl and cries is definitely Sakura's mother. It is definitely Sakura's father who puts his hands on both shoulders and weeps quietly.

Again, look at the girl in the bed. I accidentally laughed at myself.

It looks familiar. Naturally, I look in the mirror every morning.

"I guess I'm dead..."

I guess that's what my parents are crying about. A state of provisional death, I don't even think. Because there is no appliance connected to Sakura's body.

"Sakura...... Sakura......"

My mother's voice echoes indoors. Nature and tears overflowed from both eyes of Sakura.

"Sorry......"

While I know it won't arrive, I can't help but say so. Sakura kept apologizing to her crying parents.

After a while, the door to the room was opened. Ahead of the sliding door opened, there was a friend who could also be described as his best friend. A friend glanced at Sakura's body as he approached the bed fluttering.

"Why..."

A friend shrugs. Tears overflow from both of those eyes.

"Sakura hasn't broken her promise in a long time... I promised you I'd go shopping tomorrow..."

After that, the whimper was bigger and could not be heard. My father puts his hand on my friend's shoulder and says thank you. Sakura looked at it like other personnel.

My heart is going to be crushed. Guilt tightens my chest. Even though there was nothing I could do about Sakura, why did I die? Without being able to say anything to my kind parents or friends, why?

Afterwards, Sakura's relatives, friends and juniors came together. The teacher who was in charge also came, and after a while of complacency, he was talking to his parents about something. A lot of people come, weep, and go home. I was so admired for myself, and at the same time I'm so sorry it makes me so hard.

When I began to wonder if it was time for people to calm down, one boy came in. He's a boy with brown hair dyed and has said sarcasm many times. You fight a lot with Sakura, it's a rotten edge that was always in the same class from childhood to middle school.

The boy opened his eyes and approached the bed fluttering, groaning in a dismal manner.

"Why..."

I stayed silent, and I got depressed. Sakura was honestly surprised that the boy began to weep.

"Ah...... I was here..."

A friend came into the room. The boy looked back at you, but quickly turned his gaze back.

"I wish I had confessed sooner"

Sakura opened her eyes wide to the words of her friend.

"Ugh... I wouldn't expect this to happen..."

"Well, right. Honestly, I still can't believe it..."

When his friend stood next to the boy, he laid his hand on his shoulder.

"We'll get in the way when we're here, so let's go outside"

"Mmm...... Just give me a minute."

"Yeah. Because I'm outside"

A friend goes outside. The boy waited for it, then said it in a small voice.

"I've always liked you. I enjoyed making noise like an idiot."

The boy laughed, mocking himself all the time.

"I always thought I could be an idiot..."

When the boy snorted, he left the room intact.

Honestly, I had no idea. If you ask me, the boy has often been involved in sawdust. Though I never thought that was the case.

"That's something you won't notice."

Even though it makes no sense to notice it after you die. Sakura sat in the bed where she was lying, sighing. I wonder what will happen to me. Think about it, you can't even tell. Because no one knows what happens to dead people.

"That's it for now! Free!"

Fun to say that, and,

"Really... it's a hippo..."

With a sigh, I spit it out.

Your boy is saying something. A man dressed in black is listening to it with a sinking face. There were also Sakura's parents and friends there.

It's Sakura's funeral now. So far, Sakura has not been able to sleep, and has always been at her side of the body. When I got home, I felt innumerable and accidentally cried. It was embarrassing, but it made me extra sad when I remembered that no one would see me.

After this funeral, it is to be cremated as it is. Perhaps you will also see your body burn like this.

"I hope you don't mind..."

It's just hard being here. I should have talked to my parents more, I should have played with more friends, I should have faced more boys, I just regret that. Whether you regret it or reflect on it, there's no way you can make the next use of it. Waste of time.

Buddha or extinction? Either way, I think it's something I want you to do quickly. Though it is true that I still wanted to live.

The Sutra is over and the family, relatives and friends end up putting flowers in and whining about something. Listening to them all, Sakura's heart is about to break. I was sad, I wanted to speak up, but I couldn't do anything. I wish I could at least deliver my voice.

Eventually, Sakura's body was taken to the crematorium, and.

Burned.

My parents, who remained until the end, also left the spot, and only Sakura was left in front of the tomb of the Winter Moon House. Sakura can't move even if she wants to move from here. For some reason, we can only move a certain distance from this place. I think it's strange that the remains are taken by Sakura's parents as well.

No one's cemetery. Very creepy, but Sakura itself is like a ghost. I think it suits the place in a way.

Thinking about all that doesn't matter, a shadow stood in front of me. I look at someone in front of me like a hundred million bucks.

He was a young man with dark hair and eyes. Young people seem to have a lot of fun. This one says it's disgusting more than this, but it's unpleasant. Whatever Sakura says the most, it won't be passed on to the youth.

That's what I thought.

"Good evening. Good moon night, Winter Moon Sakura"

The young man, undoubtedly looking at Sakura, said with a smile. He had a hatefully full smile.

"Well, let's go"

Shortly after the young man said so, the view in front of him disappeared.

The next time I noticed, Sakura was in a bright white place with nothing. Nothing but my own body, it's just a white space.

"This doesn't taste good. How about this?

The voice of an earlier youth. Immediately after that, the place had become a small room. It is similar to the Sakura room at home.

"Rather than the same?

Everything on the desk and the stuffed animal on the bed is the same as Sakura had. Speaking of differences, is the view from the window white?

"Well, Winter Moon Sakura"

Voice of the youth. Soon there was an earlier youth in front of the door. The young man smiles all the time, just like he did when he first met him.

"You know you're dead, don't you?

"That's well...... Who are you?

"You're close to what you call God."

Sakura frowns. Some gods were a lot mortal. With that in mind, the youth laughed strangely.

"My appearance is easy for you to imagine. Actually, he doesn't look like me. I wouldn't understand if I explained it to you. Never mind."

I feel like I've been taunted and ridiculed, but I don't care about that now. Why did such a presence emerge?

"The reason is simple."

Young man, let's go.

"Because I killed you."

"What?"

Is this guy, like, right now?

"Didn't you understand? Let's say it again. I killed Sakura Winter Moon."

Killed. That is, by this self-proclaimed will of God.

"How?

I squeeze my voice out somehow. God,

"Reason? Oh, you're right. When you're like this, do you expect something to happen before they kill you?"

God, let's go. No mercy, no pity, nothing. Just be true to your desires, dude.

"My purpose is fulfilled"

"Huh...? Did I do something?

"Oh, even if I did. The last face was pretty good."

Eh, and Sakura's thinking stops. The last face, what does that mean?

"Smooth and full sail. Good thing. I have some fun ahead. Excellent. A life full of hope. A human face that was suddenly plunged from there. I really like it."

I can't turn my head. What am I being told now? I mean, this guy just wants to see his painful face, but he killed it. Is that what you want to say?

"Yeah, but?

"Why...... Why!? I didn't do anything!

"Hmm. Don't talk crazy. Someone in your world will say it too. You got a reason to kill a bug or something?

To this God, killing yourself seems to be a recognition to that extent.

No reason. Just be what you want. Took away Sakura's life. I mean, that's what I mean.

Sakura stood up to that divine will that was so unreasonable.

Sakura opens her eyes. A cherry tree that stands in front of you. I put my forehead on it and sighed loudly.

"Fucking gami......"

For the first time then, Sakura was willing to kill someone. I can still remember that time well. Though I never meant to remind you of so many different things.

Frigia Lester. The cause that reminded me of fucking Gami. I had no idea there were people with hobbies that resembled fucking gami. It's really unpleasant.

- Sakura. What's wrong?

Lilia's voice. Sakura hastily affixes a smiling mask.

"Nothing."

Fun to say. To reassure Lilia. To lean against Lilia's heart.

Own, for desire's sake.

Sakura's will is no different from that of God or Frigia.

Sakura was turning away from the fact, even though she was aware of it.