Curse Me, Curse You
I was about to die soon—it wouldn't matter much if I won or not.
At that thought, I started wiping my tears in the woodshed.
Outside the window, Natali was happily serving mushroom soup to Mom and Dad, who looked pleased. Meanwhile, Kent stood by the side, happily watching them.
I turned my gaze away and curled up even more.
I was quietly comforting myself—at least Natali's hatred and attacks were only aimed at me. She was genuinely devoted to Mom, Dad, and Kent.
I coughed out a mouthful of blood, clearly feeling my strength fade away. Once I died, my family would remain happy with Natali by their side.