Can Hope be Born from Tragedy?

A young girl with hair as white as snow found her face gripped by a gloved hand. The owner of that gloved hand is a woman several years older than the other. She stared at the younger one with an empty gaze, as if debating on what she should do with this young girl...barely an adult, but not quite a child.

"You've been by my side for the last ten years...Michelle."

The vein's on the other woman's hand pulsed and the one named Michelle tried her best not to scream out in pain at how tightly she was being held.

When did it all go wrong...? How...how did she find out about that name...?!

"In truth, I always had thoughts of whether or not I should kill you. If not for the fact that you wear the face of my younger sister, your death would have been guaranteed when you lied to me all those years ago."

I'm doomed. I'm doomed, I'm doomed! The heroine is angry...! She's not going to hesitate to kill me! She hates liars the most, those who aim to use her for their own benefits!

"Yet..." The other's hand released her jawline...moving to soothe the reddening spots that were clutched moments ago. "I was able to see the only member of my family grow up...to smile so cheerfully...to adorn her with the finest garments and jewels."

Is she...angry or not? I can't tell...? Where is this going?

"So, who was it that convinced you to leave my side?" There's an intense anger bubbling in those blue eyes...darkening them until it was like she was staring into the abyss. "Who is it that wants to steal my younger sister from me? I told you, didn't I...If you leave my side without permission, there will be hell to pay."

"I...I'm not leaving your side...?"

"Is that a statement or a question?"

"Statement?"

"Sounds more like a question than a statement with how hesitant you are to express your opinion. You are not a shy nor hesitant person, you are loud...almost obnoxiously so with your opinion."

"I'm sorry?"

"Try again."

"I'm sorry!"

"Good."

Michelle could only rub at her jaw after the woman across from her moved back a few steps. She adjusted her leather gloves before straightening out the lapels on her jacket.

"Do you not remember who I am in relation to you?"

"I remember...You are my older sister, Rosana."

"Don't pout, you're acting like an unrepentant child who got caught making mischief."

How did she find out...! This beautiful and scary older sister of mine is so beautiful and smart...! But even she couldn't have known that I'm a reincarnator who took over her sister's body...! Don't tell me that one of the gods told her...!

Those insane bastards who only enjoyed my sister's torment as a form of entertainment! So many of those bastards made bets using my sister as a pawn...!

While my beautiful older sister is acting insane...! I can forgive her because she's so beautiful even while angry! This is why my fav is the best! Still, I don't want her to kill me because it'd be very painful...!

Why is it she has to enjoy torturing those who betrayed her personally?! At least if you're going to kill me let it be painless!

"You really are a weird child...Even though you know I might kill you, you still praise me incessantly."

"Because you're my fav! How can I not praise your beauty?!"

"Heh...!"

Hold on...? I was thinking that...? So how did she know...? Did I actually say all that aloud!?

Michelle slapped both hands over her mouth, thinking she was really stupid. She looked up at Rosana across from her as she stared down at her...a faint curl to her lips.

"No, your mouth is firmly shut. No Gods told me anything. Everything I learned...was from you."

"Wh...What?"

"How else could I learn your original name...Ghost from another world."

"...!"

"Remember, Michelle. You are not allowed to leave my side." Rosana sat down, crossing her long legs. "You have no right to reject my protection either. You an only say 'yes' and stand at my side until you die."

"You...won't kill me?"

"..."

The discontent across Rosana's face is so clear...looking at Michelle as if she was a complete and utter fool. Michelle, realizing her mistake quickly got up to apologize, but the older woman could only rub at her temple in irritation.

"This stupid fool..."

"I'm sorry..."

"Stop slouching and stand up straight! How many times have I told you that if you're my sister that you can't act all weak-willed and wilted! No muttering to yourself either! Speak properly and look the other party in the eye!"

"I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I'm sorry for lying, Rosana!"

"You should be sorry! Without my protection, you'd have been kidnapped once you step out of the estate! You have no common sense or sense of danger since I've been protecting you for the last ten years! Do you not realize how many times you could have died?!"

"It's not that dangerous, besides I wouldn't have gone a-Eeeeppp!"

If looks could kill, Michelle would be dead ten times over from the sheer fury on Rosana's face. Despite the fury...Michelle still couldn't stop praising Rosana's beauty in her mind!

Even angry she is so pretty...!

"This senseless fool. You're grounded! You can't leave your room for the next ten days and absolutely no contact with anyone!"

"Noooooo! You can't do this to me! I'll die if I can't at least meet my beauties!"

"What point is there in admiring those muscles for brains men when you praise me endlessly in your mind?!"

"This is this and that is that! Sure some of them were completely braindead before you reformed them, their beauty is still top tier!"

"Who is more beautiful to you then, me or them?!"

"You! You without fail!"

"Then that only proves that only my words should matter in that puny brain of yours!"

"Wait, Rosie, are you...jealous?!"

"...Twenty days."

"Noooo!" Michelle clung to Rosana's legs. "I'm sorry! Ten days is fair! Ten days is faiiiiirrrr!"

"Hmph!"

Ah. Just now that huffy look on her face like a little kid is just so kyuuuuttteee~! Hold up...she said something weird just now.

Does this mean...Rosana...can read my mind?

Rosana gave Michelle an utterly blank look...confirming her suspicions...and Michelle's face turned completely red...releasing a sound like a boiling tea kettle. All her thoughts were exposed to her favorite character. Laid bare before her without any filters. This meant that all her time trying to act like a prim and proper young lady, was all for naught!

"Someone...! Kill me...!"

"You are not allowed to die unless it is from old age."

"That's nooott thheeee pppoooiinnntttt!" Michelle launched herself at her bed, gathering up the blankets to cocoon herself in. "It's mortifying! My fav heard it all! She heard it all!"

"If you start trying to play matchmaker again, I'll cut your allowance next."

Michelle rolled around on her bed, not noticing how Rosana was smiling as she watched this. Rosana had always heard Michelle's thoughts, guiding her to the best possible future. While she is not her original sister...Rosana had to admit that this fool was someone she is attached to after so long. So Michelle has nothing to worry about, not when Rosana decided not long ago...that hope can be bloom in even the most tragic of times.

You already helped me fulfill my revenge. I have no reason to kill you, Reincarnator. Live in this world as you please because you are the one who overturned everything. The story you once knew is no more, instead a happier ending was crafted thanks to you.

The Revolutionary Army will always protect you.

Your older sister will protect you...Michelle.