The Reincarnated Villaness Suddenly Became A Capture Target!

Chapter 7: Confront

Three months, two weeks, four-ish days since the bedroom incident. Which, I shouldn't think it like that, it sounds terrible.

And here we are, in the library, having another sibling arguement. Less an argument, more... Confrontation. At least he picked a placed that isn't jam-packed with people, and also not our bedrooms.

Wrong, wrong, wrong, shut up about bedrooms.

Anyways, is this going to be a regular thing? I have to wait every Three Months, two weeks, four days. To have a conversation with dear ol' bro. A blue moon kind of thing?

It's almost the end of summer, one week shy of my brother's birthday, three weeks away from the academy he, and in the future, I. Will enroll in. Happy birthday.

He actually went in the room quiet earlier. While I was quietly reading, and writing. A book analysis, and the sub set of character analysis for the book. Theories and what could of been done better, and a small ship chart paper, that no one needs to know about but me.

He waltz in and took a seat next to my desk and has been staring at me since, like a creep. Don't turn out like that in the future. We've been engulfed in silence ever since. And I really couldn't care. Look, writing this stuff is more important than him asking me questions and me telling him off. If he decides to quietly observe, that isn't my problem anymore.

But god damn, if this silence isn't killing me inside. The ambience of the little scritches that is the pen and paper on the table as the pen writes, does little to help. So, as I earlier thought.

"Happy birthday." Nonchalantly stated, as I kept writing. I feel cool saying that so composed, and what I did last two months, two weeks, four days? Also cool. I am one with the cool, I resonate cool. Cool is me right now.

"T-thanks?" He stutteted like the fool I once was. Is it in the genes? Us being baffled and then start stammering.

I continued writing, sometimes pausing to think of the next line. And he kept staring, just staring. It made me nervous, to say the least. This would continue on till my brain stopped thinking of words to write and place the pen down, turning to him with my hands holding each other, looking judemental enough.

"What do you want exactly?" I ask, straightly, as straight as I can be. Which shouldn't be that much since I'm already sweating a little bit, feeling sticky already.

"Ok. Are you sure you aren't Akiko?" He stupidly inquired again. As if to really confirm that this is reality, that I am infact not just pulling his leg on this. I gave him a hard stare, I put my hands to my mouth and took a long drag of air, before putting them down.

"No." Hard facts. "I am not the Akiko you know of." I just made things more vaguer than I did before! I felt that vagueness sting, I felt that.

"What do you mean 'not the Akiko you know of?' Are you future her? Are you an alternate universe Akiko?!" He started to get off his chest, looking excited. Like a child getting a toy he always wanted. Which is weird, since you excited that your original sister is gone. For one, good ridance, for two, harsh.

If you can hear me somewhere in there Original Akiko, do you hear this slander?! But honestly? Your entire existance is slander to the human race Akiko! The devs made you good.

"No. I'm just a girl who had the same name as Akiko, got kind of confused at the start first though. It's fine now, and I'm pretty sure I'm not an alternate version of your sister." I explained, it's best to leave out the otome in this, realizing that you are a mere character in a game for girls, sorta breaks reality for you.