The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

"... Celine"

When I entered the dreaded reception room, there sat a purple-haired woman drinking tea in a dignified manner.

Its eyes, which were slightly lighter than the colour of my hair, showed the colour of black tea, but at the same time as I entered the room, its gaze pointed this way.

I saw those eyes with strange colors that were always dreamy, and then penetrating the nature of people, when before...... exactly since that moment.

I couldn't look directly at her beautiful face.

But Celine is different.

The Countess of Blastry Celine is.

Anyway, she doesn't know anything about the old days.

Still, I can't stare at her because... it doesn't make any difference what I feel sorry for then.

And above all... yes.

She would surely spot me.

Because there is such a thing as certainty.

That makes me kind of laugh.

Because I thought I had changed... and in the end I felt like I was still a coward back then even when the time came back.

That shouldn't happen.

If we don't change things correctly... we can't change things from now on.

And above all, I'm sorry about Celine, who scattered it then, too.

I will never put her in my hands this time.

I thought so and raised my gaze, there was a good friend staring at me with a gentle smile.

"... Elaine! Oh, it's been a while. Haven't seen you in over a year... maybe?

There was nothing like accusing me of the look on Celine's face that said so.

Naturally.

That case hasn't happened yet.

I approached Celine standing up, hands wide open and hugged her.

"Celine... you've come a long way. I'm sorry I couldn't reach you. Glad you could make it."

"Oh... Elaine? I wonder what happened. There's a lot of power in it. Shouldn't I leave it to your husband to hug you so hard?

"Pfft... that's okay. I don't need permission from my husband to hold my best friend. Besides, I'm in the mood for this right now."

"Elaine... you've changed a lot...?

Celine with a surprising voice.

I asked, slightly releasing the body I was holding, tilting my neck.

"Changed? What neighborhood?

Surely I am well aware that I have changed.

But I wanted to ask you in the absence of any information about which areas had changed from Celine's eyes.

In that dream...... about her powers I laughed and showed her with my nose but now I think her powers were real.

Or even in that dream, that's what the inside thought.

But... the prophecy she made was too inconvenient for us, so we decided not to, that's all.

of my past too selfish...... no, I'm getting a headache about where I'm going to be in the future, but I did do that.

I mean, I can tell you I was afraid of her powers.

But to me now, Celine's power is not something to be afraid of.

I even think it would be something that could be a signpost to change my future.

She's my best friend and I don't think she's a tool, but I'm pretty sure she should use what's available.

... I guess this kind of place will take me down the dark road in the future, but only this time, it's an effort not to.

Celine will forgive me, too.

And Celine observes me with those strange eyes, then says:

"Right... First of all, it's so much brighter. You've been acting strange for a while now. The originally possessed cleanliness, your beauty was no longer visible as if it had been anointed with some black paint. But now you are... back to who you were. Your soul is so dazzling now."

"... yes. Anything else?

"Something else... about your future."

"The future?"

"That's right. You know my power, don't you? My parents, Matthias, and I only teach you my power."

That's right.

In this day and age, Celine had not yet published her own power.

It was only revealed to her own parents, to her husband, Count Blastry, and to me.

I don't even know Amalia, and that's why she's not in this room.

I tell him to wait outside the room and make sure no one gets in.

"Yeah. The power of Prophecy, right? A strange force that allows you to see the future while imperfect. But you didn't seem to believe much..."

Yes, Celine didn't really believe in that power.

It was just a dream, a word she herself had always said.

But I knew her words would hit me really well.

So back in the day... that, too, the first one praised her and tried to connect with many people.

Although its purpose was distorted.

There are numerous aristocrats who want the power of the Prophecy.

A special power that is rarely actually born, even though it has been said to exist for a long time.

If you can reap any of that benefit...... it will do you quite a favor.

That's how I stood around.

It's just that Celine was a smart woman.

As my way of life went distorted, I made my own move to spot it and move in the right direction.

And where it went, what happened in the dream I had today.

So I can tell you that her misfortune was all my fault.

For that reason, I'm so sorry for her, I can't wipe it.

That's what Celine says.

"Yeah...... but Elaine. Only you praised me that, wow, that was a really rare force. So I believe in this power now, although I'm not so sure... So... you know."

I tilt my neck because I got a hard look to say.

"What's going on?

"... yeah. I'm sorry. It's hard to say."

"... why?

"... me, actually, regularly, watched your future. Use your powers."

That was an unexpected confession.