After leaving Ram's room, it didn't take long for me to reach Rem's one.
I was just about to knock when.
"*Sob*"
The sound of a sob being contained reached me. It didn't take a genius to know what was happening in that room.
I wasn't particularly surprised and so I didn't hesitate.
"I am entering."
Opening the door without hesitation, I was greeted with the sight of Rem sitting on her bed with her head between her knees as she quietly sobbed. She was so focused on crying that she didn't even sense my presence at first.
Once she did, she raised her head and asked me, with her eyes puffy and red from tears, "What do you want?"
Her question came off as a growl and I could see that she was currently very unstable. After all she even broke her perfect maid persona.
Seeing her like that, I thought,
"You are more pathetic than I thought."
"What?"
[-5 affection points with Rem for insulting her.]
Hum… Did I say it outloud? Oh well. Doesn't really matter.
I walked in the room that was as sparsely decorated as the one belonging to her sisters and took the chair next to the bureau before putting it next to her bed and sat on it.
"Am I wrong though? You fought against me and let your pride come in the way of what should have been a simple training. And what? After being whipped you come and cry alone in your room? If it isn't pathetic then what is."
I didn't mince my words and from the shocked expression on her face it seemed that it really hurt her.
She growled as she looked with bloodshot eyes,"What do you know? Don't talk as if you understand me!! You know nothing about me and Ram."
I picked my ears with a bored expression, "Finished? Hehehe~! Please stop this BS. You are tiring."
I gave a smile full of derision, "Indeed I do not understand you and I will never pretend to understand. People can never truly understand each other and pretending otherwise is the height of arrogance."
No matter how hard you work for one person, there's no guarantee that everyone else will appreciate your efforts. You can never convey the feelings at the core of your being fully.
'You can never become one with anybody.'
Between yourself and another person, there is always an invisible membrane. Normally, you aren't even aware of it, but no matter how close you get with someone, whether it be a friend, lover, or even family, you can't tear down this invisible wall. The conversation will never get through 100%.
Rem's situation was one I was extremely intimate to and I hated it. Seeing her always made me remember unwanted memories of a past I discarded by dying in the silliest way possible.
I was a bastard through and through and as such I hated seeing genuinely nice people break their back for someone else. I hated being made aware of my own pettiness and more than anything–I hated how much she made me think of HER.
Thinking of Her. My mood went down a little as I let out a sigh while passing my hand through my hair,
"Say Rem. Tell me. Why do you fight? Why do you live? Let me guess. For Ram?"
"What. Are you going to tell me that it's stupid?"
"Oh no. Not at all. There's nothing wrong in living and dying for someone else. Everyone is free to have his or her own goal. But you know what I hate about you? It's how hypocritical you are."
"Hypocritical?"
[-10 affection points with Rem for denying her.]
I didn't even need this prompt to tell me my words where things she couldn't accept.
"You-you bastard!!"
Mana gathered on her forehead before taking the form of a horn. She jumped from her bed and rushed toward me at such a speed that the old me would have never been able to even react. But right now?
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I did not even need to move. A black book appeared next to me and purple tentacles appeared from the ground before twining around Rem's arms and torso helplessly pinning her back on the bed.
All this time, I simply looked at her with the same bored expression. The spells contained in the Necronomicon were a step above any spell of the same rank.
Bind was a spell based on the unseen hands created by the authority of sloth. Truly efficace for short term binding.
'Also I feel like I am currently in a hentai tentacles.'
Currently Rem was still in her maid uniform. What more the tentacles bound her in a rather erotic way as it made her already large breasts stand out even more.
Though the eroticism went down a lot with her look of utter rage.
'I guess my dark spell filled with warlock mana didn't help.'
"Free me you bastard!!!"
"Scream as much as you wish. I have installed a sound proof wall."
'Man, the more I use the spells in that book the more I feel like it's the rapists and sex maniac wet dreams. If I so wished I could even create an army of horny women after my dick.'
I continued to ignore her scream as I was lost in my thoughts.
*Huff* *Huff* *Huff*
Did it take 5 or 10 minutes? I didn't know, but after a while Rem finally calmed down enough that her horn completely vanished.
"Why are you doing this?"
She wasn't looking at me, she simply looked at the ceiling while asking me that question.
"Why? Indeed. I wonder why? Perhaps because Ram asked me to."
She gave out a sneer, as she said, "I am not surprised. Ram is perhaps the only one aside from Shuka you are treating as a human being. She is as amazing as always."
I tilted my head in wonder. "What do you mean?"
"You seriously do not know?" She looked at me in surprise, but something in my expression must have given her an answer as she let out a sigh.
"Do you truly think I take my distance from you because of your witch scent?"
"This isn't the case?"
"Hehe. I am not that narrow minded. I truly hate this scent but I know you have nothing to do with it. What I hate about you is your indifference."
"??"
"You think no one understood it? Perhaps it's because you lost your memory but when I look at you, I feel like I am facing a cold mirror that only reflects the emotion I wish to see. You smile when you need to smile. You laugh when you need to laugh. But, those actions never come from your heart."
She smiled as she asked,"Tell me how do you even see us? Because when I looked at your eyes, I feel like I was nothing more than a plaything, a distraction, and I hated that feeling more than anything."
Hum… Is it true?
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Most likely yeah. I mean. This world isn't mine. I had nothing and no one I cared for when I entered it.
The girls such as Ram and Rem and the others were girls I admired while watching their animes. It didn't mean that I would suddenly fall in love with them just because I finally met them.
Frankly, only Ram was now a true friend and Shuka was my cute little sister. Mamako also slowly wormed her way into my heart.
The rest? It was hard to say. Still, did it really matter?
"Hum… So you think you understand me. Heh. You say that I do not look at you as a person, but, did you try anything to change it?"
I let out a chuckle, "Let's stop now. This conversation is getting us nowhere. Let's go back to the initial topic. As I was saying you are rather hypocritical. I mean. Aren't you simply hiding your feelings of guilt by acting like the perfect sister?"
Normally isn't it the moment where the MC reminiscences about his past? I smiled at this ridiculous thought and said,
"Hey, do you wish to hear a story?"