Part 95: Brother

BGM: WARNING

Noticing something is amiss, Alan rushes over to her side. He seems to remember her clearly.


She cannot comprehend why he's showing concern for her. It might have made sense if he considered her Rinka's underclassman, but the genuine tone of worry in his voice is confounding. The Alan she is gradually beginning to remember was never this kind. This realization causes her to suffer even more.

She somehow fights through the pain to speak. Strangely enough, she doesn't feel that she should keep him away from Lion House at all costs.

Around ten minutes after Naomi leaves, someone else pops into the store. An unexpected person in an unexpected situation, to boot.


Alan is carrying Naomi with one arm cradling her neck and the other behind her knees. The surprise fades once I notice that Naomi doesn't seem to be feeling right. This isn't the time to ask questions, so I get some water ready and take her upstairs to my room. The idea of having Alan come into my room isn't all that thrilling though, so I ask him to wait downstairs.
BGM: Rinka's Room

Once I come back down, I notice Alan standing there with a bitter look on his face.


I make sure to call and let her mom know. I tell her that she's sleeping here at the moment due to her not feeling well.




Perphaps that's not the wisest thing to say to someone who willingly knocks out nurses and eliminates participants without a second thought. But now he's helped both me and Naomi. That's why I feel comfortable enough to speak my thoughts.

The fact that he's here means he has business with me. I expected him to come, though I didn't think it'd be this early. I assumed it would be either Saturday or Sunday.




BGM: The Memory Remains
There's a certain gentleness to his expression as he admits this.

My mind flashes back to something Alan mumbled during his sleep after fighting Odette. Amrita. It is his sister's name.






My card book begins to shine all of a sudden. One card materializes.
XII Regret Sister's Future
Having seen the gentle expression he shows from time to time, I'm not very surprised at the card's contents. If anything, it proves how well I've come to understand Alan.




He tells me about his past next. His mother died from illness when he was still a child, while his father was killed due to a grudge involving shady business practices. Alan soon took over his father's business connections, discarding both his name and religion in the process. Even his country's traditions soon became a nuisance to him. He built his own business from scratch and turned it into an undeniable success.




There's no change in his tone as he discusses how he was killed. My card book shines once again, materializing his cause of death card.


He mentions that he had to deduce his own cause of death after it had been undone. Nobody would know they'd been poisoned until after it kicked in, I guess.




There's little I can say when I don't know his sister personally. Alan presses on, unconcerned about how perplexing this whole scenario is for me. My thoughts are likely irrelevant to him. This isn't the logical side of Alan talking. These are his emotions.
BGM: Bonds






His gaze is locked onto me as he speaks. Our eyes may be meeting, but it's not me he's looking at. He's using me as a window to see his sister.





His expression changes once again. To one I've never seen before. Whoa, unbelievable... I never thought he'd have it in him to express such a brilliant smile. His every word and action in relation to his sister shows just how much he cares for her. I have no parents or siblings to speak of, but I can tell this is how those who do feel about them.

I don't realize I am also smiling until he points it out. He's strict, but kind and reliable. He always seems a bit desperate, despite his intellect. Part of me is envious of Amrita for getting a brother like him. Haha... What a weird situation.



Who'd have thought that I'd ever come to think about him like this? Well, guess it's my fault. I never bothered to try and understand him after what happened at the hospital that day. But he'd always been kind to me after that. At Shigetsugu's home, when he helped me stop Yu, and even when he saved my gran...
I'm at fault for never seeing him for who he really is.


Alan pauses briefly before posing a question.


His question takes me by surprise. Well, not the question itself, but the realization that he truly does understand me. There's no reason for me to hesitate, though. I only have one answer to give.




It is supposed to be a simple offer, but my wording may have given it more weight than anticipated. I doubt Alan fails to catch it, either.


I'm going to make this the best coffee I've ever brewed.
...
BGM: Lion House Cafe

No words are exchanged as he drinks his coffee. It's not an awkward silence or anything. Words simply aren't needed. Our relationship doesn't extend beyond our status as participants in Divine Selection. We're not friends. We're not lovers. We're not enemies. We're not even siblings. But that's why this works...


He pauses, stands, and then continues.







The original line in Japanese here has her teasingly call him 'onii-chan'.








I give Alan an understanding nod in response. I'm certain I would've hesitated to elect him had he given me a proper answer, regardless of what it was. He's made sure to put a wall between us. I understand why, though. That's his way of making things easier on both of us. His objective accomplished, he takes his leave. My eyes remain locked on him even as he fades into the darkness outside. It's because I know...
I know this is the last time I'll ever see Alan Scorpion in the real world.
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Cardbook has updated.


I Name Shishimai Rinka
I Cause of Death Death by Asphyxiation
I Regret Daily Routine
II Name Hebinata Miharu
II Cause of Death Suicide
II Regret Shishimai Rinka
III Name Federico Carminati
III Cause of Death Death from Structural Collapse
IV Name Yu
IV Cause of Death Fire
IV Regret Daily Routine
V Name Ushizuka Shigetsugu
V Cause of Death Death from Starvation
V Regret Back when I was Close with Family
VIII Name Kamebuchi Keiko
VIII Cause of Death Brain Hemorrhage
VIII Regret Child's Name
IX Name Scale Jones
IX Cause of Death Death from an Accident
IX Regret Gold Medal
X Name Sofiya Priessnitz Alexeievna
X Regret Seeing the World
XI Name Odette Malencon
XII Name Alan Scorpion
XII Cause of Death Death from Poison
XII Regret Little Sister's Future

I Name Shishimai Rinka
II Name Hebinata Miharu
II Cause of Death Suicide
III Name Federico Carminati
III Cause of Death Death from Structural Collapse
V Name Ushizuka Shigetsugu
V Cause of Death Death from Starvation
V Regret Back when I was Close with Family
VI Name Chan Chan
VI Cause of Death Death from Falling
VI Regret Married Life
VIII Name Kamebuchi Keiko
VIII Cause of Death Brain Hemorrhage
VIII Regret Child's Name
IX Name Scale Jones
XI Name Odette Malencon
XII Name Alan Scorpion
XII Cause of Death Death from Poison
XII Regret Little Sister's Future