I Swear, I Am Not A Cinderella |Book 2- The Fairytale Academy|

Chapter 29:|The Protogonist Of My Life (2)|

"Just.. Who the hell is that..woman..?"

I turned my head to look at Bluebeard who was staring at me with the most perplexed expression.

"Wait.. Don't tell me.. She is that.. cute heroine step sister of yours who you always sing about..?"

Bluebeard looked very surprised. I didn't reply him and looked away awkwardly. But, my silence spoke the words.

Bluebeard scratched his messy blue hair in anguish and said.

".. Ugh. That woman was really such a green tea bi*th.. I do not know how you managed to live with her for so long..!"

He complained.

"I.. always wondered why you were a very strange girl with such low confidence.. But, watching you get treated like that by your step sister no less, I think I can understand you more.. Even I would, if I had-"

He was saying but then almost immediately stopped when he realised how his words might hurt me

But, I was rather just surprised by him.

I almost never saw any person resist Cinderella's charms on my life other than Zeno. Is it because Bluebeard's a character who isn't related to my Fairytale..?

That must be the reason he isn't attracted to her.

"Hey.. What I mean is..I know today was hard. But.. Are you alright..? I mean, with all this scandel and all.. " Bluebeard then asked looking very hesitated.

True, Discovering the other side of the heroine, who I thought to be an angel was something that shook the core beliefs my entire life was build on.

I thought, I would feel very bad about today. But, surprisingly I was not. As a matter, I felt like a big chuck of load off my chest..

"Y-Yeah.. I am.." I told him softly.

"All my life I have been blaming myself for hurting my sister due to my jealous. I forced myself to avoid her. I regretted deeply for bulling her on the plot stage. Every thing was because I thought my existence as a villainess was troubling an innocent angel like Cinderella.."

"That is not true. Rotten. She is clearly not an angel.." Bluebeard tried interrupting.

I smiled lightly.

"I know that now. Actually she might be the reason I was disliked a lot by my household.."

Bluebeard looked mad.

"I knew it. It was a bad idea to leave that bi*th just like that..!" He yelled hitting his clenched fist on the wall.

"But, surprisingly I am happy. She is not the heroine I expected. So, there is no need I must be guilty of doing the things I did because of the story lines when Cinderella is like this in the real life!"

There was a glimmer in my eyes when I told him this.

"What do you mean..?" He asked doubtfully.

"All my life, I felt inferior to Cinderella because I thought my goodness could never rivel hers. I thought she was the purest girl ever and that I am someone who must honor her.

But, today.. I realise.. It was because of that, that I always lived under Cinderella's shadow. Afraid of exposing myself. Afraid of being judged by others.. So, from now on why must I snub down to a person who do not have the virtuous values I cherish with my life..?"

I asked Bluebeard surprising him.

My psychological problem might be deep. But, the core to it was because I often compared myself with Cinderella who was a representative of all benevolent heroines of the world.