《Reincarnation: EVOLUTION.》Chapter 22: The Bloody Plains. Part 3.
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After an hour we already started our second bottle as girls finished with their bath. Refreshed they took out another two shots and declaring “Pour it!” they placed the shots on the table.
Being a little dumbfolded from what just happened I poured them some vodka, after they drunk it they sat on the sofa by my side.
“Listen Tamamo I wanted to ask you…”
“Y-Yes?” (Tamamo)
“That clan that you talked obout…”
“It’s my father’s clan……*tier*…..Was my father’s.” (Tamamo)
“Sooo did you really kill your father?”
“It’s a lie! It’s all a lie!” (Tamamo)
Already in tears Tamamo continued.
“You see my own sister set me up. She was always greedy for power, and she was the one who killed father and blamed everything on me. After that I run away so that I wouldn’t be hanged or even worse.” (Tamamo)
Little calmer and looking down again, she continued.
“After escaping, I traveled a lot through various cities, but with time, without finding a place for myself I became like you found me master, when you protected me from those thugs.” (Tamamo)
“My condolences…”
“Sad story…” (Acino)
“Poor girl!” (Titania)
“Hmm…But….Did you think about returning and telling them what actually happened?” (Acino)
“They won’t listen to me. They all believe that it was me, as my sister is good with brainwashing.” (Tamamo)
“Are you sure that no one knows what really happened” (Titania)
“Yes…” (Tamamo)
She started to cry again.
“Now now don’t cry baby.” (Titania)
“Might it be that you want revenge? Because my hands are already itching to get her.”
“Dear stop….She is already hurt enough.” (Titania)
“Maybe, but she’s my sister!” (Tamamo)
“She did not care when she set you up.” (Acino)
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Acino uttered as he was already pretty drunk.
“You should go to bed soon Acino, you can’t even hold that glass normally anymore.” (Titania)
“He might be right.” (Tamamo)
“OOOOfcurcee I’m righhhT.” (Acino)
“Yes! It’s time that I should speak to her!” (Tamamo)
“Well then it’s decided, and there is no time to be sad. And here!” (Acino)
Acino hands full glass to Tamamo.
Well I can say that this was a fun night. We went to bed only in the morning. Tamamo no longer thought of her sorrow and nobody reminded her. Acino drunk as fuck wanted to go on a night bank robbery, but girls made him stay by bringing out another bottle. And me being as drunk as Acino was already accepting his proposal, but Titania made me stay by offering me to pass nice time in bed. So thus ended our day, and I hope that every day will now end as nice as today. =3
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A short chapter I know.
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