"Well, I'll go upstairs."
Answering all three questions put by Shed, I declared to Shed behind me looking straight at the stairs, even though I felt like I had accumulated heavy lead in my heart.
"Wait."
I lifted my leg to say no or take a step, but Shed hung me still without putting my hair in. Looking back down his leg, Shed had a bitter look on his face.
"I said I wouldn't do it, but I said I'd do it."
It could have been. Though, well, after talking to Shed and finding out what he thinks, I don't even think Shed will talk to me to put me at a disadvantage. Instead, I might get some advice, so it's the mountains I'd like to hurry up to, but let's talk about this once.
"You shouldn't go."
"... why is that?
"If I go, Sister Felicia, I will be more hurt and regret it than I am now. So you shouldn't go."
Serious words would not be lies. But I wonder how you would make me suffer any more mentally. Is there anything more I regret than what happened to Shed because of me?
Shed continued his words to convince me that he had not come.
"It's nothing that Sister Felicia should do to help Liliana, is it? I don't know what happened between us, Felicia, but I honestly think it's strange that your sister would go and help you until you put yourself in danger."
Totally true. You don't know my situation, that's the truth from the side.
Lili and I are alike to others until one of the cases of bullying and betrothal happens, and even in that one case, I'm the victim and she's just the perpetrator of the relationship. I've never had an intimate conversation. I don't know anything about her.
So my behavior is strange from a third-party perspective.
"Whatever happened to Liliana, your highness who went to help her, it's karma. Felicia, there's no need for your sister to shred her body or mind."
Maybe Lili herself, and then even if she's my prince, that's what she thinks. At least nobody expects me to go help.
But I knew it all from the beginning, and I didn't try to make Lili or Prince Me happy, I just used them to be civilians. The two of them were more in love with each other than in another way that seemed to have such a bad aftertaste. At least in Ladillo's game, if the hero hadn't chosen my Prince's route, Liliana and Prince Me would have stuck together in a circle of convenience.
I knowingly let Lili sin even though I knew it all, and fooled my prince into making a mistake.
"… I, from me, am just a victim of Lili and Seth getting caught up in me."
"Hmm. But I think Felicia's the only one who thinks so."
"But I'm going. I'll help you."
"What's that? Justice?... Nobody blames Sister Felicia for not going."
Maybe so. I guess so. But all I want to regret because of myself is what I've done in the past.
"I blame you."
If I didn't go now, I would definitely regret it.
"I blame you for being a civilian and happy because Lili was here. I'm going because I want to."
Now the day I don't go and Lili dies, I'm going to be crushed by regret and that's what I'm really going to die for.
To me, Lili is a child who can't thank you enough, like an angel or a goddess, for helping me, even if she didn't feel like it. I still don't change my mind about it.
I have a reason why I have to help Lili, and a reason why I want to help Lili. Even if that was not understood by others. I guess you're stopping for me as my ally. Even Shed's words don't make me at all willing to choose not to go.
Shed's eyebrows lowered to me, who could not shake his will too much.
"... I think it's enough for my sister Felicia to get hurt just as much as I know. But more than that, maybe, there's more to this matter than I know. I can't explain it well, but something's... strange."
Hit and change from the decisive words just now, Shed's words are vague.
"I feel like I'm on the stage. I'm good. Whoever was dancing in the palm of his hand, I don't care because I just did what I wanted. But."
Shed's eyes join mine with a strong will.
"Felicia, I don't think you have to bother to do what he wants."
If someone Shed is talking about is Elle, and I want to say that this is all a play on Elle's palm, I knew that in the first place, but I came here.
"I'm sorry, but I'm going."
My sweet brother sighed heavily at me, who also showed a willingness not to overturn Shed's persuasion lightly.
"... true, it's strong, isn't it? Is there anything you can do about it?
"No."
"Fine, I get it. I'm coming too."
"Thank you."
Smiling, Shed looked complicated and just walked up the stairs before me. I rush to follow you, too.
A little nervously up the stairs, the third floor was slightly different in structure from the previous first and second floors.
Walls and central doors just off the stairs. I had a bad feeling about them, which seemed harsh and heavy, and I grabbed Shed's arm and said no way with cold sweat.
"... hey, could this wall and door be,"
"Soundproof."
……
Jesus! Damn it, that's enough! I didn't hear a sound so creepy!... I mean, no matter what was going on in here, he just didn't hear it outside.
Shed didn't want me to go here from the beginning, so there's no way he told me that he cared about me.
I opened my bag hanging on my shoulder so I could push in my growing anxiety.
"Can't you open the door?
"Yeah, I'm gonna open it, but before I do,"
I took it out… it is about 15cm smaller in diameter for carrying. Width and thickness are to a medium degree comfortable to grip. The name of this bright brown substance with medium hardness...
"... bread, isn't it? It."
"No matter where you look at it, it's bread. French bread. What are you talking about?"
"It's my dialogue. Felicia, I took the French bread out of my bag on this occasion. I can't read my sister's feelings at all."
"I was fortunate that the bread I brought when this happened was occasional French bread. I thought it would be hard to carry without a drink, but this could be a weapon."
"Are you crazy to fight in French bread or something?
Shed looks seriously worried. I mean, they seem to suspect me of sanity, as they put it. But I'm sane.
By the way, there is of course no country in this world called France. However, it seems that the name of the bread was French bread, and the reason it appeared in the game was whether the name French bread was indeed Nica-like route. From this point of view, I can see that this world was not a world that occasionally resembled games, but a secondary world made of games that had existed in my previous life. Tension relaxing gossip.
"It's okay, bread can change fate. From here on out, you should keep it in your hand just in case. There's another one, but you need a Shed, too?
"... I don't need it. I wonder why this happened."
Shed held his head seriously. Shed still doesn't understand the destiny of bread in this world, so we can't help it.
I hold the French bread in my right hand while I hang my hand on the door with my left hand with a serious face.
"I'll open it."
"Ah, Yes."
I opened the heavy door while showing Shed that I didn't seem nervous enough.