Die Dame mit der Lampe

"Aish!" Kemn exclaimed in annoyance. Her teammates in the game won't listen to her plan, even just once!

"Oh my god! I already told you to not go there since there's a trap?! STUPID! GAAH!" Exiting the game in annoyance, she breathed in and out.

"Mierda," she said, clicking her tongue.

"Hey, sweetie." She turned around to see her mother holding a tray with an apple pie and strawberry juice.

"Here."

"Thank you," Kemn mutters.

"Welcome sweetie, and can you come with me later?"

"Where?" she asked.

"To the basement."

"Eh, sure." Kemn said, looking at her PC again while eating the apple pie. She's already done with her summer homework anyway, so she can do whatever she wants.

As soon as she heard her door click closed, she sighed. Walking towards her bed with her phone in hand, she admits that having no Kenma in the house is pretty boring. She misses her fights with Kenma, playing games, teasing him, defeating him in games, etc.

"Let's go, sweetie!" Kemn's mom yelled from the 1st floor.

"Coming!" Kemn always wondered how the hell did her mom's voice always reach her room, even on the first floor?

Going down, Kemn saw her mother with a flashlight.

"Let's go, while we're alone." Kemn simply nods at her mother, wondering what she meant by them still being alone. Following her mother,

Kemn was always curious about what was in the basement. For 17 years of her life, she never once stepped inside the basement—well, there was once or twice, but aside from that, she never looked at the contents inside the basement, afraid that someone or something might come out, like in that horror movie Kuroo made her and Kenma watch.

Kemn was surprised when her mom pushed the wall and another room opened.

"Watch your steps, Kemn." She was so lost in thought that she almost stepped on a sharp nail.

"Sorry." She apologized, then gazed back to her mother's back to see her mother staring at a painting with her mother pressing something; the lights in the basement were turning on.

Kemn's eyes widened seeing the painting.

"What the—?"

"My reaction was the same when you turned 14; I looked at this painting." Kemn couldn't believe it. The girl in the painting and her look alike?!

All Kemn could think was, 'It's creepy.'

"If you have pure blonde hair... you'll look just like her." Kemn didn't answer and just looked at the painting. The painting was pretty simple; it was a girl sitting in a chair holding a book with a lamp on the table.

Kemn looked at the painting intently. She was always aware that she and Kenma didn't resemble each other much, and that you could tell who was who by looking at them. That didn't matter to Kemn.

'Maybe we just look alike by coincidence or... Was I her reincarnation?' Kemn's thoughts went ahead, still analyzing the painting.

"Maybe there is a reason why there is a painting like this that looks like you. You know, in years past, only you and Kenma had beautiful golden eyes. Well, yours is much brighter, just like the one in the painting." Her mother softly chuckles.

"Was she painted like this?" Kemn finally asked, not minding the looks of the girl in the painting.

"No one knows. It was a painting that was surprisingly still alive after thousands of years, I think, or something like that." Kemn's eyes widened.

"Was that possible?" She again looks at the painting. Sure, it looked really old, seeing how the colors were starting to fade.

"Read the plate." Kemn did what her mother said.

Die Dame mit der Lampe.

Is what is written on the plate.

"The Lady with the Lamp." She read then looked at her mother.

"Was it because she's a doctor?" She asked, which made her mother laugh.

"No one knows. Stories said that it was because she's always in the library at night with a lamp in her hand. They said she died at the age of 14 and the cause of death was unknown." Kemn can't deny the fact that this peaked her interest; it was as if this was meant for her to know.

"How do you even know that?"

"This painting was passed over generations by generations. Your grandma was the holder before I. It was said that this was a jinx, but I never believed that. Your father said to throw it away or burn it." Kemn tilted her head, thinking that if it was burned or thrown away, it would be a waste.

"Because I almost miscarried you and Kenma."

"Oh." Is all Kemn can react to.

"But both of you came out safely from this world alive, healthy, and well. That's why I never believed the jinx of this painting. What I believe is that how you do something is your own fault. And I know it was just a made-up story anyway." Kemn smiled and nodded because of the point made by her mother.

"Let's go. I still have to go to your grandma's house. Wanna come?"

"No thanks." She answered, not really feeling like going with her mom.

"Then go to your twin's training camp so you won't be alone here."

"I'll do that." Kemn answered as both of them went out of the basement.

Kemn took one last look at the basement door before walking to her room to take a bath and change her clothes.

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If ever I have someone who knows German here. Please tell me if Die Dame mit der Lampe is correct since I just Google Translate it.

If not please comment what's the right word in German please.

One more is that, English is not my first language so pardon my wrong grammar.

Thank you.