The Maid In The Reverse Harem Game Wants To Quit - Chapter 107
Translator: Nabi
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Chapter 107
With their backs to Irene, the characters were running toward the ending.
“Is it only here that you ran away from me? This isn’t even funny.”
Irene stood one step behind Ahibalt, watching the two of them.
Louise was trembling pitifully.
Even here, the anger in Ahibalt’s voice could be felt by Irene, so she must have been very terrified. She understood Louise.
No one couldn’t help but be surprised when a loving and perfect lover broke down and showed up, pouring out countless sharp words. She was the one who had seen him like this every day when Louise ran away.
Ahibalt said mockingly.
“Did you think it would be enough to just leave me with that, Louise?”
“Ah, Ahibalt… what is that blood…”
He smiled wryly.
“Louise, my love. If only you were by my side, I would have promised peace forever.”
As his face was painted with a frown, he pulled Louise into his arms as if he was binding her.
“I only needed you, but it seems that it wasn’t the same for you.”
I don’t think so.
Irene thought to herself, looking at the collapsed back. She remembered Louise exclaiming with excitement, saying that she had something to tell her.
“You know that person I’ve been consulting you about since last time… that I said I liked. I’ve been dating him since today, and it’s all thanks to you, Irene! Thank you so much. He’s a little… hard to figure out, but he loves me, so I guess that’s why he’s dating me, right? He even hugged me today.”
Essentially, there were two options for answering that question. A simple, yes or no.
“Well, when you love someone, don’t you usually tell him everything?”
However, this was all Irene could choose. Only then would they be able to get to the ending of Ahibald’s Die route… even knowing Louise’s sullen face and uneasiness, and even while watching Ahibalt, who was terrified at seeing her like that…
No matter how dull it became, the cogs never fell out.
Shnk.
The next moment, there was the sound of flesh being torn. Ahibalt had struck Louise’s back with his sword. The long blade tore through not only Louise’s body, but Ahibalt’s as well.
Even though he was bleeding, he smiled.
“I love you, Louise.”
The same voice that came from the man Irene killed a moment ago also flowed from Louise’s mouth. Irene watched it one step behind Ahibalt without moving.
As the knife was stuck, the two were dying, and Louise’s convulsing eyelids were about to close…
Their eyes met.
Louise’s deep blue eyes were looking straight at her with a look of surprise, too pronounced to be empty.
Huk.
The clock stopped as Irene took a breath without realizing it.
Thud.
The two tangled bodies soon collapsed helplessly. At the same time, the sound broke Irene out of her stiffness. It was probably an illusion that her eyes met Louise just now since she wasn’t included as a character that was present in the ending.
Irene staggered over to the two bodies.
Now that wasn’t a person anymore… It was the remains of the ending.
Oppressive, the unpleasant smell of blood, unsightly, miserable, useless…
‘…Because of me.’
The ending credits window, which used to appear every time, didn’t appear this time. That meant that this was the real ending.
Louise was dead, Ahibalt was dead, and she was sitting in this pool of blood like this…
Why couldn’t they be happy? Why couldn’t she have been happy? Why did she have to lead them to their deaths with her own hands? In the ‘Love’ route, the two seemed so happy, and they could have been that happy…
“…I’m sorry.”
Irene held onto the back of Louise’s callused hand. Both of their hands were pale blue, and it was difficult to distinguish which one belonged to the dead, based on the color alone. They were both blue, and she couldn’t tell which one was the dead based on color alone.
Tears fell on both hands.
The promises she had made five times were of no use.
In front of Louise’s death, she always cried. It was because being the lone cog in a stopped clock was bound to be painful.
Irene’s hand drew a gun from her waistband.
Her fingers were deft at loading a gun that already had a bullet in it. Realizing that there was no turning back, she decided to follow the stopped clock.
The world that had been liberated at the cost of everyone’s lives was just another shackle for her.
She thought that if she had to live this life again, she’d be exhausted and unable to do anything. She was so exhausted that she was planning to leave Lavrenti, and she was going to let the clock point to the same place over and over again without intervening.
Because that was the only way she was going to live.
Bang.
A bullet pierced her head. It was a dry gunshot.
Behind the dull sound of something falling, there was a man holding the dead Irene. His bloodstained clothes were proving that his condition was also not very good either, but he seemed to be in good shape. As thick tears fell on the hand that held Irene, the ending soundtrack followed.
In the midst of the tranquil atmosphere, the soundtrack was so serene that it was almost eerie.
The ending credits floated over the dead.
And this was the memory of her sixth life, which Irene had forgotten.
Standing on death’s doorstep, she could see it.
Death took memories from her but, at the same time, returned them back.
Irene had forgotten about her suicide after the last ending. However, when she returned to the seventh life, she remembered that she had been crushed by a bag of flour. It was because the memories were lost when she died and came back after she came back to life, and the brainwashing she put on herself weakened.
Of course, her memory was still not intact.
She still believed she had been possessed here and that she had survived after being crushed by a bag of flour. Irene didn’t realize that it was from the same life where she saw the first ending, as she believed with all her heart that this was the seventh time it had happened.
But little by little, the brainwashing was breaking without her even realizing it herself—when she fell into the lake under the plum tree, when she was unconscious by the numbing incense, when she collapsed from overwork on the day Rodion collapsed, and so on…
The brainwashing, which cracked little by little each time she was in critical condition, was completely shattered in Edith’s lab.
Nothing could hide it now.
Irene could no longer deny who she was and what this world was.
She was the save point in this game… A person who held all the records in the game and at the same time, held the beginning and end of time.
From the beginning, there was no way out of the game.
…Because she was a part of this game.
‘Why is this fact so sad yet sweet?’
The opponent who was called slowly approached Irene with a face mixed with emotions.
“I wished you hadn’t remembered anything.”
“There’s a limit to how much you can fool yourself…”
Ahibalt slowly sat down beside Irene, who was muttering.
The tear-soaked eyes met.
Their relationship hadn’t changed much. There were just more memories in this game, and about themselves that have only been added.
“The other young masters… are they okay?”
“I put Rodion to sleep with sleeping pills, and I have contacted Otis. Even if he dies, I’ll save him if you want.”
“I think I saw Miss Louise before I lost consciousness.”
“I heard that she witnessed the scene after stopping by to visit Lichpen. She was quite helpful.”
“Madam Edith…?”
“Imprisoned underground. Isn’t there more to ask than that?”
“….?”
“About me.”
“…Ah. Are you alright, Young Master?”
“Well. As you can see, I’m not dead, and I’m pretty glad you’re not. If you had died then, I would’ve killed that ignorant researcher about five times over.”
So, don’t be sad that you’re still alive, Irene.
If I had lost you in this life, I would’ve really lost my mind…
The end of his whispered voice trembled a little.
Irene stretched out her arms and pulled Ahibalt into her arms. She knew better than anyone else how precious this life, with new relationships, was to her in this lonely, past life where everything was going the same way.
Those who were trapped in a bridle were inevitably worn out.
…However, there was a feeling that didn’t change no matter how dilapidated they were… like the early summer sunshine that gave the same glow every summer.
Suddenly, she felt like her eyes were dazzled.
As Irene raised her hand and covered her eyes, she could feel a hand pull her into a tight embrace. It was strange to think that if she had these hands, her long life wouldn’t be so bad.
It was a really wrong idea.
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Translator’s Note: Hello, it’s Nabi! I’m the translator of this novel ପ( ๑•ᴗ•๑ )ଓ♡ If you like the novel and would like to support me, please feel free to click the button below to go to my kofi~! Thank you so much for always supporting the novels I work on, even if you don’t buy me a coffee, I really do appreciate it a lot. ❤︎
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