I Sent My Sister To Hell のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“Brielle, you’re a lifesaver! You’ve stocked up a ton of supplies. “Even if that official warning about a month-long heatwave is true, we’re all set for now.”The memory of being consumed by the fire was still raw when my sister, Eleanor’s voice, cut into my thoughts.“Hey, Brielle, you should go get some more. If we stockpile supplies, we’ll be able to help others as well.”I stared blankly at her. I clearly remembered the fire. I should have perished with her.When I did not react, Eleanor pushed me.“Hello? I’m talking to you! Are you even listening?”I nodded and said, “I heard you.”The palpable reality of it all hit me. I had gone back in time!Not just that, I had also gone back to the day before the nightmare began.Eleanor kept muttering, “That’s more like it. I’ve always told you that you need to control your temper and learn to be kind. That way, you’ll become a better person.”That was exactly how it happened in the past. I tried to be patient and listened to he

The reason our phones buzzed was that the group admin had just tagged my mom and me.That was when I knew the real drama was about to begin.In the past, when the group admin asked everyone to list their supplies, Eleanor would immediately post a complete inventory of our stockpile.She reported twenty bags of all-purpose flour, weighing about 22 pounds per bag, and over 110 pounds of potatoes and cabbage. She also mentioned that our refrigerator was fully stocked with various meats.She also included canned goods and other ready-made foods. Our home was not only fully equipped but had enough supplies to sustain us for two or three months without having to go outside.Her message sent the group chat into a frenzy. Everyone expressed their envy.Eleanor, ever the generous soul, declared that her door was open to anyone who fell short on supplies.In an instant, all 500 of our neighbors in the group chat praised her for her beauty and kindness. Eleanor’s post was what prompted h

“A little boy?”Eleanor hesitated before she said, “Let him in. Let’s see what he wants.”The moment I opened the door, the “little boy” darted inside.His name was Conrad.I had to admit that he did resemble a child. He had the limbs of a young boy, and his head was not as disproportionately large as those of other dwarfs I had seen. Aside from his eyes, nothing else seemed abnormal.After Conrad came in, Eleanor slipped right back into her maternal mode.She did not just bring him something to eat but also got him an ice-cold soda.When Eleanor went to the bathroom, I whispered to Conrad, “I can see Eleanor really likes you. Don’t worry, she’ll definitely offer you a place to stay.”Sure enough, after Eleanor came out of the bathroom, she announced that she had decided to take him in.From that moment on, Conrad, who had been told of Eleanor’s fondness for him, began to look at her with more than just gratitude.I knew what was coming next would be more interesting.…Jus

My mother was somewhat intimidated by the knife in my hand. She failed to muster her courage to approach me. Before she could touch the glass door, I ordered her to stop.“Until she gives in, if anyone opens that door, I’ll throw them out, too. That includes you, too, Mom.”My mother could only pull back her hand sheepishly from the glass door.Eleanor had clung to a bit of hope. But the moment she saw that even my mother could not save her, her screams turned to desperate pleas.“Brielle, please! You have to let me in! It’s burning up out here! I can’t take it. I’ll die!“I’ll do it, okay? I’ll marry him! Just open the door!“Let me in! Hurry up, and let me in!”I glanced down at the time and clicked my tongue in disdain. “Pathetic! You couldn’t even last 20 minutes.”Back then, I had endured a full hour outside.…Eleanor was dragged back inside like a dead weight.She collapsed on the floor, completely limp. Her clothes were soaked through with sweat, her face was beet re

“How could a born troublemaker possibly save you?“You say you’re almost out of water. That’s alright. When you run out, you can always drink your own piss. Hahaha!”I laughed wildly. However, tears streamed down my face.It turned out that watching other people’s downfall was not as gratifying as I had imagined.Even so, I was certain that this would be the last time I showed such weakness.After I was done laughing, I hung up. In one decisive move, I blocked all their contact information.I watched them through the security feed. They were frantic with rage. They shouted and cursed.In the end, to conserve their energy, they collapsed where they were.Unfortunately, their punishment was far from over.A troublemaker was already among them, and more were coming.Panic spread through the group chat. People grew desperate for water and food. They tried every scheme imaginable.Some traded their bodies for a single piece of bread or a bottle of water.Someone even posted in t