PLUTO English Translation

21 (THE REAL ONE)

My mother sounds very happy and hurriedly hangs up while I'm stunned. When I thought that my younger twin had passed away, I was shocked and sad... But when I know that Aobe Aum is out of the coma, I'm not at all happy. For a split second, I had the evil thought that if I could choose, I wanted my first thought to be true so, that I could be the only twin left in this world. And I could be Metavee's only Aobe Aum.

But now that the real Aobe Aum has woken up... I will vanish like a bubble in water.

"Are you okay, Aum? Why are you suddenly so quiet? I can sense your feelings, you know?"

I look at the person speaking, feeling confused. I pull the naked one on my lap in to hug her tightly. I love her so much that I can't describe it. What should I do... I don't know what will happen after this.

"May

"Huh?

"Will you forgive me if I ever do something terribly wrong to you?"

"Aside from abandoning me when we went out, you did something else. That's not nice at all."

Metavee pulls me in for a hug and snuggles into my neck like someone who is very clingy when she talks.

"If I get mad, try to reconcile with me the way you just did. I'll forgive you quickly."

"I don't know if you'd let me do this when the time comes."

"What about... if I do something very wrong to you in the future, will you forgive me?"

"Are you negotiating with me?"

"It's a trade."

"Ah... Okay. Let's call it a trade. If you forgive me, I'll forgive you too."

"You promise?"

"Yes... I promise."

We hugged without saying anything else because I had to go to the hospital. I told Metavee that my mother was sick, so the petite woman didn't ask any more questions. The real Aobe Aum is awake. When I get to the hospital, she's talking happily to our parents, like a favourite child would.

"Twin."

I interrupt as my parents are celebrating. Aobe Aum looks at me, who's standing in the doorway, and raises her eyebrow before she smiles... A smile that she has never given me since the day we were born.

"Twin."

Since we were young, this is what we've always called each other. We don't call each other's names to remind ourselves that there is another person on this planet who looks exactly like us. My mother waves her hand to tell me to go closer. Because we're not close enough for me to dash in to hug her, I only walk in slowly and stop by the bedside.

"How are you?"

"I have a headache. Probably from sleeping for too long... Mom and dad said that I slept for months.

What happened while I was in a coma?"

Everyone looks at each other awkwardly. I glance at the person who looks exactly like me and ask her back.

"What do you remember?"

"I don't remember anything. I don't know where to start or where I left off."

"The doctor said she's lost her memory temporarily. But it will slowly come back. There's no rush."

My mother explains. That makes me look at my younger twin with hope, I still have time. have a bit more time to be with Metavee. Though it's not that long, it's better than nothing. I'm not greedy. I just want to say goodbye to the petite woman while I am Aobe Aum.