Sweet Retaliation Master & Young Miss

76. 2nd

What do you think by admitting our mistakes will be forgiven? Do I have to admit it? I'm sorry, but I haven't apologized to anyone I've bullied in years. And it ends today, I get my payback. Wound. Not a wound in the heart or in the mind, but a wound in the physical.

I wish time could go back to the old days. And I want to fix it. Can it? I know that the wound that 'he' has must be bigger and worse than the one I have now.

I know I want to be too close to him. Then I do everything so I can match it. I'm not as attractive as 'he', I'm not as smart as 'he'.

"Renata, can you get me a drink?" Renata stopped writing and closed the little book she used often these days. The girl immediately took a drink for Dean, then handed it over. "Thank you" said Dean and drank immediately.

"Sister Dean, is it when Sister Clarie gets angry that she looks scary? Or maybe it's up to Brother Dean to breathe?" Dean looked at Renata confused, he himself was also at a loss how to answer the question.

During her relationship with Clarie, the girl was almost never angry. The exception was when Clarie broke off her relationship at the time. He looked like everyone else, with cold and merciless eyes.

"Are you imagining how your brother is angry? You've been intending to apologize to him?"

"Here you go, i-this is making me nervous," because Sister Clarie won't listen to my apology. "And I'm not sure Sister Clarie would ever forgive everything I've done to her. B-but I'm really sorry to have bothered her all this time" a nervous Renata made Dean snort softly and smile.

"Although your brother looks changed, believe me he's still the same as before. Clarie's generous, " Dean smiled. Renata nodded slowly, but his heart still could not believe what Dean said. Remembering how her brother, Clarie, hurt her earlier.

He was still afraid, especially with his conjecture related to the killing of his fellow students who were bothering Clarie. He cannot calm himself.

While inside the other room, it still contains the same person, Clarie, Nic, lord and mistress Lin, and aunt Clarie's uncle. They enjoyed dinner in a different mood.

The messy Clarie was filled with suspicion and curiosity always put on a flat face without expression.

"Sister, it's time to take some medicine" said Aunt Clarie. He intended to take the opportunity this time to talk to his brother, even if only for a short time. "Sister, I couldn't say anything. Clarie also looked pretty scary earlier,"

"Isn't Renata the most daring to talk to Clarie? Why couldn't he say it yesterday?"

"So, maybe we should say it directly,"

Clarie who suddenly left, made them surprised. Nic took this opportunity to give his opinion again, he walked up to them.

"You better be quick to say it, than he can't wait for your slowness and ends up being miserable. Maybe this will spare some of your lives. If you want to know, maybe after knowing why I came here. Clarie, it's gonna take your lives. His grudges are already piling up and he's been patient enough to wait for today,"

Nic then leaves, laughing briefly at what will happen to the people in front of him. Deaths. Who will soon welcome them with pleasure.

Nic also leaves the room, he'll catch up with Clarie.

"Don't talk to me for a while, you're so annoying!" Nic stopped after hearing the sentence that Clarie had just said to someone. After the faint sound of footsteps grew, Nic continued on his way.

He's a little surprised to see the man who's been catching his attention lately, Ben. His cheeks were a little red, it was a slap. "Are you okay?" nic asked a little sympathizing.

"What's your business? The one who suddenly came made a mess. You're the one who instigated Renata? Answer, until all this happens?! What exactly do you want?!"

"I just came to take what I was supposed to get, that's it and nothing more. Then I also do my duty. Please don't make Clarie angry, she could take your life. Similarly to me, never make me angry" Nic patted Ben on the shoulder a few times and left him.

A grin was engraved on Nic's face. "Hm, you shitty people. Don't you ever dare interrupt or snatch what's mine,"