I was raised in the simulator, and I’m really not a bad woman in Ark!

Theresa's appearance was also reflected in Ikaros's eyes. Her light golden eyes were covered with mist, and the anger and desire to kill him that were hidden in her eyes when she looked at him in the past were no longer there.

Ikaros could see that Theresa was begging him to declare the end of the game unwillingly, but the game should not end here.

She could see that Theresa was unwilling to face her because of the last bit of dignity in her heart, and it was also an escape from her own powerlessness.

But escaping cannot solve the problem, and it will make her last bit of dignity seem ridiculous.

"Theresa, I said all this just to tell you that even though the Manchester family has declined, it is still the family that has existed in Victoria since the beginning."

"Even though we are no longer as powerful as we once were, we will always exist just like these stars."

"As long as Manchester survives its demise, we shall always hold the stars in Victoria, and I shall always be the Grand Duke of Manchester."

“There are differences between people, and there is discrimination between different races.”

"But remember, you are mine, the slave of the last Duke of Manchester."

"So before the starry sky disappears, before the Manchester family is destroyed, you and your brother, even if you are slaves, are not comparable to other small fish and shrimps."

"You and Tracy, only I can decide your fate."

The stars twinkled as if responding to Ikaros' words. Her tone was calm, as if she was stating a fact. Then her eyes gradually deepened and her tone became deeper, like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows, or like a demon bewitching people. She continued to speak,

"Remember, other nobles cannot interfere with you, not even the Grand Duke. Even if Aslan's royal family comes, I won't let them touch you without my consent."

"Similarly, until the game is over, until you surrender to me with all your heart and soul, or before you kill me, you must do everything you can to kill me, and before that..."

“——You are all my slaves. Do you understand, Theresa?”

Ikaros looked at Theresa with a tone that could not be refuted, and the hidden meaning behind these words was actually very obvious.

Although Ikaros didn't say it clearly, he almost made it clear.

To be honest, Ikaros shouldn't have said so much, but Theresa would also be distressed if she couldn't focus on the game in the future because of these things.

She didn't like the way Theresa looked and didn't want her game to end so easily.

That's why she said these words.

"..."

Theresa looked at Ikaros like this, listened to the girl's words, looked at Ikaros's light golden eyes that seemed to look down on everything in the world, and instinctively wanted to avoid his gaze.

She turned her head and looked to the side, and this time Ikaros did not choose to stop her.

Theresa stared blankly at the starry sky beside her. It was very quiet around her, but Ikaros' last words were echoing in her ears.

Theresa felt something strange in her heart. The original feeling of powerlessness seemed to disappear unconsciously, and she suddenly didn't want to give up those things in her heart.

But at the same time... when she didn't have to give up those things, Theresa suddenly felt that Ikaros was not as difficult and annoying as he seemed.

On the contrary, inexplicably... there is also a little bit of handsomeness and reliability...

Even though he still said that he was a slave in the end, but... I actually didn't hate him anymore and couldn't get angry. Have I become weird?

Damn, what a damn guy.

You clearly asked me to kill you, but you still did this and were willing to give up the victory you wanted so badly.

Damn guy...

Damn guy...

In this case, how can I really kill you?

But if he gets seriously injured, it seems... not bad.

And it seems that Ikaros can't move at all...

Theresa inexplicably imagined the scene of herself knocking down Ikaros. She stared blankly at the starry sky, not knowing what she was thinking about. A slight blush appeared on her little face.

Don't get me wrong, Theresa was thinking that she could draw a little turtle on Ikaros' face.

But the blush just appeared, and then disappeared as Theresa came to her senses after hearing Ikaros' voice.

"... In the future, don't bother me with things like this."

"I have already dealt with Tracy's matter today. You are late. Be careful next time, Theresa."

As the cold wind blew, Ikaros gradually returned to his usual indifferent look.

She said too much, but now that she had said it, Ikaros would not regret it. After all, it was Theresa who always reminded her of her past when she was alone.

It was just a hint to Theresa, letting her know in advance that she could use the power of the Manchester family to find a way to kill herself...

"Oh……"

It turns out that it has been solved. Then I just...

In Ikaros' arms, Theresa heard what Ikaros said. The blush on her face gradually disappeared, and her whole face became dull.

The sudden truth slowed her thinking, so when she was troubled by the whole day and finally did such a thing, Theresa did not realize that her slender tail had already wrapped around Ikaros's slender arms on its own initiative.

It would shake from time to time, and the tip of its tail would tremble comfortably because of the excellent touch. Finally, after receiving a cold look from Ekaros, it calmed down obediently.

Then it and its owner were carried back to the villa by Ekalos.

Silent all night.

Chapter 11 is to choose to shape the next twisted self, or...

[Your status and importance in Theresa's heart have increased after this night. ]

[At the same time, because of your last words, Theresa, who had lost the protection of her family a long time ago, felt safe, and the seeds of strange emotions were silently planted in her heart. ]

【But you didn’t notice this.】

【You stayed awake for a long time after saying these words tonight. 】

[Because you found that Theresa began to diverge from the path you had taken in your past growth.]

She made compromises that you didn't make, and you realized that you gave her too much mercy and protection.

[…This shouldn’t have been like this.]

[Theresa, this girl who is almost exactly like you in the past, although she is different from you in that she has a brother, she should follow your previous path under your arrangement.]

[Become another you, another Manchester, or even another...Grand Duke of Manchester in your arrangements and games.]

[It shouldn’t be like this…]

[It shouldn’t be like this…]

[You find yourself being a little too kind. You shouldn't be like this. Theresa must follow your path, otherwise this game will be meaningless.]

You know exactly where the problem lies.

[——Tressis, you brought this with you. The Sarkaz slave that was originally intended to be used as a sacrifice became the weak spot that caused Theresa to compromise.]

[Perhaps you can choose to kill him directly, and then watch a child who originally had the last family go to extremes and personally create another self in this world...]

【Thinking of this, you picked up your cane and walked silently into a room on the first floor, looking at Theresa and Theresis sleeping close to each other.】

[There is a voice in your heart telling you: Kill Tracys, and then let Theresa become the next Manchester...]

"No way, didn't I choose to let Tracy go? Could it be that Teacher Da Te must be sacrificed in the simulation?"

"And the me in the simulation is so twisted and sick. Am I so obsessed with turning His Highness into another me? This is meaningless. There can't be two identical leaves in the world... The me in the simulation doesn't even understand this?"

Looking at the text and CG provided by the simulator, Ikaros, who was lying on the bed, looked at the 'Ikaros' who had given Theresa a sense of security not long ago, and now was holding his cane to kill Teacher Dat, feeling complicated in his heart.

But considering Ikaros's childhood experiences and the self-doubt he developed during his travels, the girl suddenly felt that the serious illness manifesting in the simulator was not unacceptable.

Anyway, she is a twisted bad woman who grew up in a twisted environment. It is reasonable that she is two-faced and has a changeable mood.

Fortunately, I was picked up and brought back to Lateran, thanks to Mother Luciana...

Although he believed that his childhood self would not become what was in the simulation, Ikaros was still grateful to the person who took him away from that battlefield.

Otherwise, to be honest, if he could survive on that battlefield, Ikaros felt that his personality might be worse than his own in the simulation, even several times more terrifying.

Fortunately, I met a good person.

Patting his full chest in relief, Ikaros once again praised his stepmother in his heart for giving him a new life, and decided to eat all of his cousin's ice cream at the family dinner tomorrow.

Then he continued to look at the simulation with a little excitement and satisfaction.

But obviously, the choice made by Ikaros will not be in vain, otherwise the disagreement will lose its meaning.

[But, just before you decided to swing your cane, you saw the reassuring smile on Theresa's face in the dim light of the moon.]

[That is what you didn’t have before, and what you once longed for but could not obtain…]

[You hesitated, wondering whether you should give up the idea of ​​killing Tracys to completely anger Theresa and make her completely follow your former path.]

【Your rationality requires you to kill Tresis.】

[But your sensibility is warning you that once you do that, some things may never be recovered.]

[The so-called game you play will no longer be fair in your opinion because of your actions. ]

[Your honor as a noble will also be tarnished, and the things you cherish in the end will become worthless because of you. ]

[At the same time... you will also completely lose the opportunity to completely possess Theresa. ]

【She will hate you, just as you once did. 】

【But isn't this what you desire? 】

[Creating another self, and another Manchester...]

【…】

You end up in a contradiction with yourself.

[That twisted and empty heart cannot come up with an answer. ]

[You can get the result you want no matter which choice you make, but you can't make any choice. ]

[You may be able to think about this contradiction in the future and make a choice, but... Theresa is really getting further and further away from your past self, and this is something you cannot accept.]

[…Your heart is wavering.]

[At this moment, it seems that the door you opened allowed some cold wind to blow into the warm room, or perhaps the candlelight that entered the room through the crack in the door was a little dazzling.]

[Theresa woke up in a daze, looked at you and murmured something incomprehensible, and finally opened her arms to you without reservation. ]

【You subconsciously responded to the hug. 】

[And Theresa, who seemed to have just woken up, also grabbed your snow-white neck, clung to you, and clung to you. ]

[It's very warm and soft. Wearing only a thin pair of pajamas, you feel as if you are hugging a piece of warm jade.]

[The slender tail also instinctively wraps around your arm, gently but giving your arm a slight sense of blockage. ]

[You were stunned, but when you wanted to throw Theresa back on the bed, the girl hugged you tightly, and you saw Theresa's reassuring and gentle smile. ]

[Finally, you stopped moving, and the dazed Theresa curled up in your arms, resting her head on your free and plump breasts, and fell asleep peacefully in your arms.]

[You hold Theresa like this in your arms, and look at her sleeping face under the moonlight for a long, long time...]

[You think of yourself sleeping in your mother's arms. You felt so safe back then.]

[In a trance, you seem to have vaguely found the shadow of your true self. 】

[Although that figure may have only existed for a moment, or may have been just an illusion, your heart has calmed down.]

[In the end, the answer given by reason was sealed by you deep in your heart. Perhaps you already had the answer in your heart when you were hesitating.]

[You are just looking for an excuse, an excuse that will calm your twisted heart and make you accept it.]

【And now, the excuse has been found. 】

[“Don’t let me down, Theresa…”, you whispered softly in Theresa’s ear, as if you were talking to Theresa, but also as if you were really talking to yourself.]

[Finally, you gently placed Theresa next to Theresis, carefully stroking the tip of Theresa's slender tail. After the tip of the tail playfully wrapped around your fingers several times, it finally let go of your arm and huddled back into the warm bed.]

[Then, you covered Theresa's quilt tightly, and finally left the room and quietly closed the door. But before you took a few steps, you turned back and tucked Theresa's tail, which had poked its head out at some point, back in. By the way, you lit the fireplace in the corner, and then you really left the small room that belonged to Theresa and Theresis.]

[The next day, after you woke up, you also thought of a way to have the best of both worlds. ]