A Cliché Multiverse Story

Chapter 59 - CH. 59: Her Sorrow

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(Sayo's POV)

Sayo instinctively covered her face and glared at the man through the gap of her fingers. The urge to kill him and everyone clouded her heart. Yet, a small fear could also be seen in those eyes.

Covering her face with her left hand, she darted toward him and swiped her claws at his face. She intended to rip his face in revenge for her mask.

The man, however, sidestepped to dodge her attack.

She attacked, again and again, the flurry of her claws leaving an afterimage. The man calmly evaded each attack without retaliating at her wide openings.

The more he dodged, the stronger her anger boiled while the slightest fear grew alongside it.

She glanced at the mask; she needed it to become stronger and kill everyone. It hid her true feelings, showed people what she truly was at her heart.

No one will know her sadness and pain this way. No one will get to know how scared she was when her body moved on its own and twisted the throat of her daddy followed by his co-workers.

A monster was she would ever be. Even now, the little girl inside her heart wanted to stop this madness, so that she could no longer hurt more people. But her mind and body wanted to rampage and kill.

Seeing the attacks no longer working, she retreated and thought of ways to overpower her new foe.

The man picked up the pieces of the mask and joined them, making it like it was before.

"Want it?" The man asked with a smile similar to her daddy as he extended the mask. "Come, get it."

Sayo's hand crawled toward the mask and held it. She tried to put it on, but the man grabbed her hands and jerked her toward him, wrapping his arms around her.

She clawed his back, gouging out bits of his flesh. However, his arms around her tightened further as he began to stroke her hair.

Her eyes widened when her hands on his back loosened.

I can move…?

Not only that, the warmth on her head simmered down her rage. The realization brought tears to her eyes.

"Damn, that hurt."

"Asahi-kun!"

The two big sisters hastily approached and checked up on the man called Asahi.

"Does it hurt?"

The concern in pretty onee-san's voice made her guiltier.

"I am fine," Asahi answered without any hint of hesitation.

She wanted to apologize and run away before she went berserk again.

She mustered up her strength and pushed the warm hands. But they refused to budge an inch.

"Please…"

Someone like her shouldn't feel this warmth.

"...Leave me," She whispered weakly and hung her head. "I am a monster."

Two streams of sparkling tears washed away the blood on her face.

Asahi just chuckled at her plea. "Don't wanna."

"I will hurt you." She tried to threaten him.

Asahi pushed her shoulder and gazed into her eyes. "Okay, fine. I have a condition, do you agree?"

She nodded her head and rubbed her eyes, a bit reluctant to part with his warmth.

"You will come with us."

"Huh?"

She looked up with an incredulous gaze, not believing he just invited her. She hurt him so much then why would he want someone like her?

Is he one of those guys daddy told me to be wary of?

"Mister, are you a lolicon?"

Asahi's lips twitched while the big sister with glasses burst into laughter.

"Asahi, I say saving her was worth it."

The other sister coughed. "Shiori."

"Stop reprimanding me when you are laughing as well."

"Hah? Stop lying, you perverted woman."

"Call me big sis, Saeko-chan."

"Over my dead body!"

Even though they insulted each other, Sayo could see how close they were.

*Thud* *Thud* *Thud*

The ground started to rumble. She lost her footing and fell. Asahi quickly caught her and flashed a helpless smile.

"A big one is coming."

Indeed. As he said, two big arms squeezed the gate of the supermarket and a horrible face came into her view. A cold sweat drenched her back when the giant tall creature roared—this monster was something she could crush in her berserk state.

"It's my turn."

However, contrary to fearing it, the pretty big sister smiled like someone put her favorite toy before her.

She pulled out the sword from her waist and charged.

Sayo's enhanced vision only perceived a flash then a red liquid sprayed from the monster's neck. She gulped audibly. If this onee-san fought her in her berserk state, the chances of her survival would be zero.

"Level up!" Asahi cheered and hugged Sayo. "Are you coming with us, or I should kidnap you?"

"Why?" Her voice turned hoarse as she lashed out. Maybe it would make them distant. "Why are you bothering with someone like me?!"

Asahi ruffled her hair and laughed. "It would be a waste to let a cute girl like you die here."

"W-What? Cute? Me?"

She glanced at her father, whose expression was twisted as if he saw the worst nightmare of his life—her. Asahi had called such a girl cute, she couldn't believe it.

Asahi pressed something on her gauntlets, loosening them. The gauntlets her father had forced on her easily slid off. He took her hands and his goofy expression turned into a serious one.

"You are plenty cute. Here, today, I will adopt you as my little sister."

"I…"

She couldn't form any words to speak.

The pretty onee-san gave a gentle smile and pulled her into a hug.

"Asahi and I promise to cure this disease, so you can normally. At least normal for this apocalypse."

She couldn't stop the tears overflowing from her eyes and buried her face deeper. She lacked the courage to answer, so she kept crying until her eyes grew heavy. The hunger and overexertion made her exhausted and the warm embrace of onee-san felt comfortable enough.