My Status as an Assassin Obviously Exceeds the Hero’s Chapter 89
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Chapter 89
While I was silent, the youth was pouting .
「Hey–, hey–, you talk . I’m the only one who’s talking . 」
I was taken aback and looked into the youth’s eyes .
Those big, round emerald eyes were clouded over in dissatisfaction .
They were closer than I thought they would be .
「Let’s see–… . I have a younger sister too, but what is your sister like?」
For a moment, I had thought that it was unexpected .
However, if you thought about it, they too had a family, and it was also normal for them to have siblings, parents, and people they liked .
Humans, beastman, and even elves, taught their children just how dangerous the demons were .
Even within plays, demons were, without fail, portrayed as the villians .
This was natural since they had abducted and killed many people up until now .
This too may be a type of brainwashing .
From the point of view of the demons who didn’t do anything, it was completely outrageous .
However, because of that, demons were feared by everyone outside of their own race .
I was also of the mind that demons had no hearts and were completely evil .
That’s why, for the demon youth to have a younger sister, that was human-like and I could not wrap my mind around it .
「…my younger sister is a strong child . I had recently come to know that she was actually fragile . 」
Certainly, Kirika was jealous, envious of me, to the point of wanting to kill me .
However, that went for me as well .
If Kirika had not exploded, I probably would’ve done so .
「After she found out that she was the only elf that had the aptitude for the sword, she literally practiced without rest, saying that it was to protect her brethren who only had the aptitude for long-ranged attacks . 」
I had been watching over my younger sister who went to the dungeon, practiced swinging her sword until late at night, and striking the trees as if they were living opponents every day .
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Since I did not understand just how one could be so passionate about something .
Kirika definitely saw me as he equal, which was why she did her best .
We were sisters of the same elven tribe, and she was the younger sister of me who had only been born just slightly ahead of her, but at that time, it was as if we were of different races .
「Currently, she is a gold-ranked adventurer, and just by her fighting strength, she wouldn’t lose to demons . 」
「Such a child, how was she fragile?」
The youth who had quietly listened on curiously asked this .
I gave a wry smile .
Now that I thought about it, it was strange that I had not noticed it .
Since, that thing that grew within Kirika’s heart, was in mine as well .
「Long story short, but my younger sister was jealous of me, and she hid it so well that neither otousama nor I knew about it . 」
We were often told that we had different personalities, but I thought that they were quite similar .
Most likely, otousama as well as Kirika did not notice my ugly jealousy .
「Her jealousy exploded, and that was when I first found out that Kirika was fragile . She was jealous of me, confused the brethren that she wanted to protect, deceived otousama, and screamed like a child whenever I was around . 」
Even that was enviable .
Amelia, who the elves had high hopes for, wouldn’t do that kind of thing .
That took root in my heart, and I even refused to think about it, much less change by behavior .
「Kirika was fragile . 」
Then, what could be said about me .
Was Kirika weak because she did not have self-control?
No, Kirika and I were different, but even if we harbored the same emotions, I, who did not act on them, was weaker than Kirika .
「I see– . When I went to the elven territory, I had only seen you, so I was wondering what kind of child your younger sister was– . Then, I’ll tell you about my younger sister . 」
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As if it dispel the darkness within me who was aguishly brooding, the youth spoke in a cheerful tone .
I was curious as to what kind of relationships other siblings had, and listened attentively .
「My younger sister, you see, specialized in controlling monsters! Much more so than me…no, she was better than any demon!」
The youth’s eyes were glittering with pride .
How radiant .
Suddenly, it was as if an emerald-colored sun had appeared within the dungeon .
「I, love my younger sister . …ah, not romantically! Of course, as family . However, it seems that my sister hates me, and she always ignores me . 」
The sun was obscured .
The child’s emotions fluctuated violently .
Yoru, Akira, and I were the type of people who rarely showed their emotions, so this was fresh .
Lately, I have been wondering what color his eyes were, and I understood .
「I have this kind of personality, so I thought that perhaps it was annoying, so I had distanced myself from my younger sister for a period of time– . 」
There was a time where, I too distanced myself from Kirika .
No, rather than saying that I was too busy and we ended up drifting away, our schedules did not match, but it would’ve been something worth celebrating if we even met once a year .
How nostalgic .
It was when Kirika had yet to disappear from the elves’ memories .
「And then, my younger sister became distant, and I was surprised when she asked me why because I thought that she hated me . 」
The youth giggled .
That face was completely unlike when he killed me and was full of love .
He truly loved his younger sister, even I who didn’t know anything understood this .
「And then, the Rune of that time who said, ‘I don’t remember saying that I hated oniichan’ was truly adorable—! Maa, right now, I don’t know why, but I’m being ignored— . 」
I see, was he a tsundere, just like Kurou .
Akira had taught me the word “tsundere”, and unexpectedly, there was one here .
If one saw the demon youth with a carefree smile on his face, you wouldn’t think that he commanded the monsters to kill me .
Rather, I shouldn’t say this, but he was much more human than Akira .
All demons were expressionless, but this was not so for the youth .
「Do all demons smile like you do?」
The youth smiled when I once again asked him something .
「Rune rarely smiles– . Demon king-sama probably doesn’t smile either . The fourth-ranked Sirius is always angry–? And–, the second-ranked Mahiro smiles–… . 」
He was telling me the names of the demons and their characteristics with a smile on his face as if he was having fun .
As expected, I felt uneasy, towards the youth who was telling me this much .
He looked like this, but he was supposedly ranked third among the demons .
In that case, for him to tell me this information, it was because he had absolute confidence that I wouldn’t return to where Akira and the others were .
「Now then–, your companions should be here by now, so why don’t we get going . I had leisurely advanced, so it took me a few days to come this far– . The bad thing about the dungeon is that there’s no sun, and I can’t tell how far we went in a day . 」
Muttering this, the youth stood up and placed his faintly shining hand against my forehead .
「It would be troublesome if you struggled, so sleep for a bit– . 」
As my consciousness was gradually fading, those emeralds were brightly shining, just like before .
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