"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my God, oh, my God."
I finally got here.
To the sight in front of me, I think the predicted future had not yet changed.
My sister holding my head and bowing down seems very, very painful, and my feet are frightened even though I know I have to rush over with my head to too many sights.
"The Crown Prince is a prince."
Prince Adam disappears.
The knights noticed and rushed in, putting up a gun but being held back by your sister. Things are changing too much to keep up with. The appearance of the transparent special abilities prevented the knights from going even more forcefully to protect me and Prince Cedric.
My brother yells, wondering why I missed Crown Prince Adam. By contrast, your sister...
"Now, something that finally ends.
I couldn't even afford to think about the meaning of the word.
Now the scaffolding collapsed and my hands going to the blast for smoke. Instead, my vision was even inhibited. Arthur and his sister disappear at the same time as his brother screams.
My head turns bright white and my body is stiff and I can't move even if I want to cover my mouth. Arthur, if your sister catches up with her thoughts, her breathing becomes shallow on her own and she doesn't know how to breathe.
"Master Harrison Steele is here."
"Ahrison, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey."
"To Lieutenant Harrison, Lady Style! Hurry up!"
Things change again if you notice the screams of the Kingsguard knights.
I suddenly heard a tall metal noise. Maybe this was the next moment when my brother held Arthur and his sister and landed right in front of us.
Good, your sister was very, … very disturbed during the bundle that she was about to lose her strength. Screaming, rumbling, screaming, being held back by Arthur and the knights.
"Dear Sister,
When I tried to go to your sister with my legs, which reminded me now that it was finally time to move, Captain Alan and the others held me back again.
As soon as Prince Cedric tried to move, Lieutenant Harrison was turning behind him and twisting up one arm, as if he were already on guard.
They open the front so the knights can see, but they won't let us go any further. Even screaming at my sister, my sister, was louder than the voice of my sister who kept screaming and the knights calling beside her.
"... and after a little while, I finally had a happy ending..."
... No.
Not like this.
If I noticed, all the sights in front of me overlapped scarily with the predicted future.
With Arthur holding his sister, his brother is free from the shackles and surrounded by many knights on the tower. Almost together, not like this...!
He wants to go. When I tried to force myself forward, I was held back by the knight's arms. I can't get a voice when I call my brother. I am relieved that Crown Prince Adam is gone and that your sister won't go back to normal.
Your sister bit Arthur on the shoulder. My throat dried up at the words of one of the knights who breathed into the incredible sight but desperately tried to hold on to her sister shortly after.
"Somebody give me a cloth so I don't bite your tongue!
"When I captured him, I was badly raped, and I let him bite the cloth so he wouldn't bite my tongue...,... well, as soon as,..."
No, you can't.
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop. That's all I can do.
The words that the correspondent was reporting crying at the time of prediction are repeated in his head at high speed. The blood freezes and I see the sight in front of me moving slowly as it fades. A knight running over with a cloth telling her sister not to bite her tongue looks like she's trying to hang a rope around her sister's neck.
This was it, I understood in my head at once.
Your sister will surely die after this. I don't know if it's the trigger. It just keeps everything going exactly as predicted. Neither Val nor Prince Leon are here. Prince Cedric can't move, he can't reach my voice. To change predictions here, changing circumstances can change.
"Get away from your sister..."
Release the knife.
While the knights were turning their attention to your sister, they removed three knives from under their clothes and threw them.
─ I knew from the beginning………………
A knife ripped between her sister and the knight as she was aiming, stuck in a stone fold.
Knight's, Arthur's, and brother's gaze pours on me.
─ I've decided to change for this day.
Ten years ago, the alarm was ringing.
Help. Stop. I was screaming to change the future. Ever since that day, the future has been alarming me only to change.
With your brother's forgiveness, I walk over to your sister.
Prince Cedric stands behind me.... I understand, after all, that it was this man who was behind me in prediction.
One step, one step closer again, from your brother. Now a knight, and then a sister from Arthur.
Angry, loud, scary looking sister,...... wasn't scared of wonder anymore. Instead, my sister was very painful shaking her wrinkly dress and shaking her hair.
"Sister.... me, you know?
At first, I'll talk to your sister.
I thought it was okay, I wondered.
It's like I'm already led by something. I walk over to your sister.
When your sister smiled scared, when she laughed,... when she thought she could strangle you.
Not at all, there was no fear.
... Sister. "You're staying there, aren't you?
With a smile on my face, I call on my sister in my heart.
It wasn't just when they were holding me back earlier and I was rambling. I can already clearly see that your sister has suffered a long time ago.
I want to be killed. He groaned, "I don't want to kill you anymore" as he continued to suffer.
"Sister....... I am so sad if your sister is gone.
I'm sure the words will arrive. That was a certainty for no reason. A certainty that is clear enough to say that if there is a God he has been whispering beside my ear.
It's okay, this guy won't hurt me.
My sister's tears are so beautiful that she can't strangle me and moisturize and overflow my eyes. Pomp, and dripping Shizukuishi have been seen before "belonged to our sister.
"... sister.
I refuse to wipe my hands of tears, and I gently hug my sister, who has fallen apart.
I've never been hugged back with that arm that took me so many times before, but I've never been poked back.
─ How many times has this man "scratched me instead?
At first, that's what I thought to get in.
Even though it's my feelings, it doesn't seem like my thoughts. But there was only a sense of serenity there if there was no discomfort.
─ You would have saved me.
Lots.... lots and lots. My sister reached out to me for that.
Everybody loves it, my sister.
Saved your brother's heart and called me "sister" the first time I met him. He saved Arthur's heart and saved a lot of knights.
It saved Chancellor Gilbert and Maria, who I have always noticed could not help me with anything. You gave my daughter Stella to the world.
You saved Val, who didn't even get the word in me. Chemeth and Sefek...... helped the poor slave victim's people.
He saved Prince Leon, who was grieving. All the people who are laughing thanks to Prince Leon are sure to owe it to your sister.
He saved Prince Cedric. He saved Prince Cedric's dear brothers and his country and people.
Because you're my sister who saved so many, countless people. So, please.
Now, may your sister be saved.
"Sister.... If you die, you will never have a happy ending.
Because everyone who loves your sister will cry.
No one, I'm not happy about your sister's death. No one wants such a story.
Because all everyone wants is to look like a sister who is loved and laughs in a lot of circles.
"What, the late............?
Mouth once upon the words of your sister, who squeezes out in agony.
Even while I was in the grip, I was slightly forced on my fingers to try to defend myself from my sister.
My sister in my arms had her body cut cold as ice. I'm sure that heart was also frozen because of Prince Adam and one is still frozen.
... The truth is, I don't want to say it.
If you don't have to tell me, that's good.
I want to keep it hidden forever. I want to live and die as just a sister to your sister and brother.
That made me a little sad and lonely now. But even if you let go of everything about me, I want you to be happy.
"............... because I saw it.
I'll give it to you.
My happiness, all to you.
If you can change such a sad future, if you go to a sad destiny yourself, I will give you all of mine.
Please, for my part, be happy.
Your sister takes a breath in my words. She held her sister tight from me like she already had a hunch about something.
"I predicted. Your death, the future of the kingdom of Friesia................ I, too, have the power of prediction.
I wanted to keep it hidden until the end.
Because I didn't want to take anything from my favorite sister, from the many people who want her future. And I, too,... because I didn't want to be deprived of connections with people I loved.
"Sister. ……… the future of your loss is so sad……
For the first time, use special abilities.
I've never consciously used it before, and it came true easily if I wanted to.
... I'm sure, I really knew it right.
The predictive future I saw this morning. Because only the last word I strongly thought was different in what was the same future I saw three years ago.
In a future of despair that was repeated twice, "it" did appeal to me.
The shapeless impulse that has taught me to change the future, even now, drew my hand, became an alarm and pushed my back.
He taught me a small trigger for it so that nothing sad would happen and I could turn it into the future I wanted.
To the sad future, to the frightened future, to the desperate future, whenever I always tried to ask someone for help, it taught me to move, not "someone".
It was this power that taught me where to move that whispered to me that I wanted to change the future of despair no matter what I abandoned.
"Look, Sete."
I'm sorry.
It was all my fault.
I've always wanted to live happily ever after, as your sister and brother's sister.
Like the end of a picture book, even if we all had to live happily ever after, let us all live happily ever after.
I put a lot of effort into that. The only thing I wanted to achieve was because I found out it was very, very difficult.
Show everyone in this room.
All the sad, sad future I predicted.
I want you to know exactly why I stopped you, why I shouldn't touch your sister, and why I want you to know all about your sad future.
Because I don't want you to regret it like that anymore.
The world revolved around in my head, in reality, in an instant, like a dream of a single sleep.
In the air of great confusion, I gently wipe your sister's tears. The sister-in-law, who looked confused, now let me touch his eyes properly.
"Sister....... can you still say this is a really happy ending?
Her sister, who also stopped crying, did not reply with her eyes open.
Are you surprised that I had the ability to predict, or... that your deceased future was not what you thought it would be?
Chancellor Gilbert taught me. Your sister is being manipulated by Crown Prince Adam and... she wants to ruin unconsciously to stop herself driven by madness. He said he was trying to get killed for us....... but.
"If you don't believe me, why don't we do it again? … as many times as your sister can, until accepted.
Because no one wants such a future.
Because if your sister dies, no one will really be saved.
Really, I wanted my current sister to understand that too.
Your sister's face turns blue on my words. I opened my eyes frightened and my eyelids spasmodically refused to blink. My purple eyes were trembling as if overflowing and drowning trying desperately to accept something and swallow it.
Look at me like a monster its eyes stung just a little but only now...... still good. I don't care what happens if even your sister is saved.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Scream, let it out.
Screaming close to screaming seems really painful.
My sister, who held her head and her eyes rolled open so much that she let tears seep through her eyes, is still going to die,... I'm sure she wants that more than anyone else.
"Sister.
Hold your sister tight.
Someone who was more noble and stronger than anyone else with this thin arm that was... weak so that it wasn't painful.
Screaming interrupted, your sister's breath swept to her ears to warm her up. Your sister's body was getting hot as if she were lying, barking her breath as if she'd been at the bottom of a much deeper ocean.
─ Please, may you be saved.
"Ever...... eh.... I was suffering alone..."
This, ten years.
You have changed the future that I mourned for failing to protect, and the future that had nothing but tears and hatred.
You saved us all.
"I can see your sister and brother.... soooo, looking forward to it '
"Tiara, it's Pride Royal Ivy. Nice to meet you, my dear sister."
You gave me a happy decade.
Without you, it would have been a hard world full of sadness all around me by now.
So now you must be saved.
"I'm so... hunted down...... I couldn't notice you... sorry... eh.
Don't cry alone.
Don't carry it alone.
Don't mourn alone.
Because if one of you carries everything in the world, I'm sure no one will laugh.
You've been scratching for us forever, before anyone else.
I wanted such a sad end because you are so kind.
Such a sweet person kept us sweet, so I could only think about the end of the day.
Sorry, sorry, sorry. Beyond your sister's scratched back, I'm sorry I've been getting all happy.
"Sister...................... please. Don't tell me you want to die. I,... we want to know more about your sister... we want to be with your sister for a long time...!
... I really wanted to be with you all the time.
Only one of my sisters in the world.
I've admired you since you were a little girl, the one who gave me everything.
After you changed, I knew how much I had ever loved you.
He held hands with me, he talked to me, he laughed and he laughed and dined with me.
The time of indulgence stretched my legs together and allowed me to pass the time in line.
Secret dishes and secrets to your mother and father. Really the happiness of the "normal" and "common" sisters, the same as what I read in the picture books back in the day.
Because you have given me a lot of happiness in a limited amount of time.
Please stay happy even after I'm gone.
It's okay, everyone's here.
Everyone will never leave your sister alone.
For everyone, your sister is special, someone you always want to be with.
I loved my sister like that and I wanted her to be happy, surrounded by a lot of people more than anyone else.
"... sister. Just let me stay by your side. And if it does, please... share your pain with me.
We also want to know about your pain and anguish that you have endured for so long.
If you sink to the bottom of the earth, I want to sink with you. I want to walk with you into the sun after setting.
Please, may we touch the pain of your sister, who has been wounded a lot.
If your sister is going to hurt you a lot for someone, we want to hurt you too. I want to stand next to it and support it, not my back.
"... it's okay. We will protect your sister.... your sister, who has always protected us. …… now we will.... I'll protect you all the time.
My sister's arm, holding me back, was terribly weak and trembling.
Even now, there must have been times when I wanted to cry with someone like this. Only slightly when I could see my weaknesses that way.
I don't know if each time I get hurt, lost, confused by grief, my sister kept putting up with me by herself, or if someone who cares about my sister where I don't know, supported me.
However, I'm sure I was helpless to your sister then.
... my childish crying sister was crying as if to unleash the grief of the last decade.
If, as Chancellor Gilbert had said, your sister had predicted herself to be driven mad.... how frightened and desperate I would have been for my future.
Still, he laughed in front of us. He laughed with sincere joy and loved me a lot.
Touching your sister's hair, stopping hands.
A softly broken sister leaves me unharmed and takes it from the front.
Ringing my throat, my sister with big grains of tears is really little like...
Only eight years old, like a child.
... more, you could have cried a lot.
My chest tightens to the appearance of my crying sister.
I've been laughing for ten years now and I and my brother... my sister, who helped all sorts of people, has never cried for herself.
For me, "admirable sister" or "princess" for the people... your sister was a little child who should still be allowed to say a little bit of self when I met her.
... It was as if I had already gotten an adult heart.
─ Can I cry more?
When scratched, it can be scattered.
I could say more.
Because every time we stop, forgive, anger, and help.
Just like your sister, we can all be adults now.
─ Well, everyone can take your sister's tears now.
Squeeze up, forehead your sister who just keeps crying.
Much hotter and damper than I am, my sister, who unleashed ten years of suffering, was very weak and cut off.
─ Keep making me suffer, I'm sorry.
But just a little more, just a little more.
I suffer your sister because... I'm sure today will be the first and last time.
─ Now I want to help you.
..................... Sister.
We all want your salvation.
Everyone loves you.
As much as I lose you, I think I can give up this life... someone who loves me, in this country.
Because you never loved yourself before,... because you loved us for that matter.
-... because this must be the "last time."
Hot stuff creeping up from the back of my throat without a sound.
I regretted wanting to make you cry a lot sooner like this as my vision seeped and blurred.
If I leaned down on each face, as soon as I did, my tears fell patty and sucked into my sister's crumbling knee.
"Me too... I love your sister..."
I wish your sister happiness.