"Ha - I'll tell you what a big favor it is."
"It's reckless. There's no way you can fight and win. They're the first of their kind!
"You realize the premise is wrong?
"... say what"
It doesn't matter if you beat Jared or lose.
"I have to fight to get Olivier back. There's no other choice."
Cassandra was stunned. The boy in front of me doesn't make sense. Because I found out that emotional theory alone was trying to fight the original ancestors.
"Mostly, you're wrong."
"Me?
"Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah Before you win or lose, don't be irresponsible."
That's all I said, Jared got up from the chair.
"I don't think I need to talk to you anymore. Enough, do as you please."
I would have liked to have the information I needed to get Olivier back, but the boy decided it was useless to hear from Cassandra.
Cassandra Hagendorf sees nothing in her intention to take responsibility for what she has done, nor in her energy to challenge the threat that is to come.
I didn't have time to devote to people like that.
"What are you going to do with me?
"I don't care about you anymore. You can live on your own. Go to your ancestors and mourn your life, or talk to someone who loves you, but do as you please."
Leaving that behind, Jared leaves her alone.
Cassandra, who was left behind, was dropping off the boy's back, but falls off without force. I don't know what to do, even if they tell me to like it.
It is also surprisingly inconceivable now that all that much desired ancestral resurrection and the return of the ancestors to their original worlds. It makes me think that maybe I was just pawned for the resurrection of my original ancestors, as I and several others have done before.
But if that's the case - my body shivers at what an irrevocable thing I've done.
I was guilty of sacrificing Olivier. She's like my sister. Naturally. But I still thought there was only one way to do it if I needed it. I didn't doubt it because I believed that was the right thing to do.
But how about now?
- If I can start over, I want to start over. I'm sorry, Olivier.
Cassandra's heart has nothing but regret.
"... I don't know what to do"
It's too late. No matter how much I regret it, I've done irrevocably. Olivier herself, as well as Jared, doesn't have a face to suit everyone who's gotten caught up in it.
"What am I supposed to do... What am I supposed to do? Somebody, tell me."
No matter who you are, there is no one here to reply.
My body trembles with regret and fear. I desperately think about what I can do to be forgiven. I heard voices saying it was too late, it was now. Exactly. Really now.
No doubt the family who lost Olivier would not forgive themselves. At that time, I just remembered Jared's clear intent to kill me when he told my ancestors and tried to kill me. Nausea comes up.
More scary than then. Now he's missed it, but I can't stop trembling when he changes his mind and is killed by intent to kill and violence.
"Somebody help me, help me... Olivier, forgive me"
When I realized it, I was tearing up.
I wanted someone to help me, even though I knew I didn't deserve to beg for help. Even though I knew I was selfish, I wanted to be forgiven.
Cassandra's heart, which had been fighting lonely for years, had finally broken.