Vol 2: Chapter 5: Reno's Feelings

AN: Chris's unwavering nature (isn't she just a scum...?)

The Saint and The Hero of Salvation

Reno's Feelings

Reno the Parasite joined my party... No, well, in this case, yeah, she did. I said something unnecessary, thinking I had to say something saintly at the end, and it completely backfired.

Is that really the way to choose someone...? Why would she choose me, someone she'd only known for a day? What about all that familial love with her parents that raised her...?

I'm certainly an incredibly beautiful girl, and the number one person anyone would want to get close to, but I feel sorry for her parents, because I only had a bond with her for less than a day. No wonder she was sold out. What a piece of trash!

And perhaps because she took my words seriously, the next day this parasite started calling me things like "Onee-chan"! You're getting too familiar, you brat. You're really starting to act like we are family!

Why did I say such a thing... But at that time, I was shining as a saint. Even from an objective point of view, I was the goddess of mercy! I can say that I was able to give a very satisfying performance. The price was high, though...

The story isn't over yet, is it? This parasite, of all people, started coming to my room early in the morning, claiming to help me get changed...

Do you understand?! My private time to take a good look at my beautiful figure has been ruined!! I can't take this anymore... Someone please save me.

My stress has reached its peak because I can barely get enough of myself. With a mind of steel I'm maintaining my saint mode, but when I think that this brat will be sticking to me for the rest of my life...

Ah! Even someone like me felt genuine fear...

Well, I guess I'll have to make up my mind now.

I'll corrupt this brat. I'll make her unable to live without me, and turn her into a human shield that won't hesitate to die for me.

I want to make her so fascinated that she start worshiping me. In a good way, call it fanaticism. In a bad way, call it brainwashing. Whatever you want!

Basically, if I ever be in a desperate situation, I just want her to die protecting me, as her favorability rating skyrocket. She's still pretty attached to me, so it should be fine, right?

And then I'll cry by manipulating my tear ducts and say to this dying kid named Reno, "Thank you, Reno... Reno was... my beloved little sister..." Something like that. Hehehe, what a great script.

Hehe, just thinking about it makes my heart feel cleansed. I feel a little better now.

It's about turning a crisis into an opportunity. Making that annoying brat the foundation of my moving masterpiece...that's a great plan. As the best little sister, I beg you to die!

Come on, make me happy some more.

Now I am very happy! The reason is that I have a new family!

Let me just tell you a little story that happened recently.

A lot of things have happened in quick succession... There are still some things I don't fully understand, so I would like to talk about them to help me sort out my thoughts.

My name is Reno. I was born in the slums. My family was poor, but I still believe that my mom and dad loved me... or at least I want to believe that.

Just recently, I was sold by my mom and dad to some terrible people in exchange for money... I don't know what my mom and dad looked like as they negotiated my price through the door.

I ran away just before I was sold. Everyone living in the slums knew what would happen to a sold child. I ran away desperately, but I was cornered in an instant.

As they cornered me, the three men described in detail what they were going to do to me, and each time, fear rose up within me.

They started telling me things I didn't want to hear, that I was only meant to be used as a tool, to be played with, and I became increasingly scared and unable to move.

I asked for help. I knew that no one in the slums would help a troublesome child like me, but I felt compelled to ask for help.

Normally, I don't think there would be anyone who would agree to such a stupid request.

-- But Chris-sama, she helped me.

Because I was too scared to move, she boldly spoke to the three men, came over to me, and embraced me tenderly.

She stroked my head and told me gently that everything would be okay, and comforted my weak heart... Despite the situation, I felt relieved and fell asleep.

Even though there was nothing to gain from helping me, Chris-sama helped me as if it was the most natural thing in the world... My Onee-chan was a saint. She was the very saint that the rumors had told about.

Even in the slums, there were frequent rumors of heroes who saved the world and saints who dedicated themselves to their cause. I had heard the rumors, but I didn't believe them.

I thought that people called heroes and saints only prioritized aristocrats who paid high prices, and would never help poor people like us.

This was also the perception of the Saint of Devotion.

Normally, it is impossible for someone who has become famous and renowned to be the subject of rumors to devote their life and soul to others, regardless of wealth or poverty. I did not believe in rumors.

But when I actually met Chris-sama, I realized that the rumors were not false, and that she was a wonderful person with a pure and compassionate heart, far more devoted than the rumors had given her.

When I woke up, Onee-chan explained to me what had happened after that. In the process, I learned that Mom and Dad didn't need me anymore.

When I was told that they wouldn't take me back, I felt despair at having become all alone, and an indescribable sadness at the fact that I wasn't even needed by my parents...

If the person who helped me had not been my Onee-chan, but a normal, kind person, I might not be here today.

If I had only been sold, there would still be hope. There may have been some circumstances. But being abandoned by the people who truly mattered to me, and left alone, I no longer have the will to live.

If I had been left alone, I can say with certainty that I would have committed suicide, because it was my own problem... I understand that that's what I would do.

Onee-chan was adamant that she would never let me be alone, and that if I wanted, she would convince Mom and Dad again and again.

Perhaps Onee-chan realized before I did, that if she left me alone by myself, I would not be able to bear the loneliness and would end up choosing death.

I understand now that she was shouting out to me, telling me that she wanted me to live.

Even though she tried to persuade my mom and dad, I couldn't just go back after I realized they didn't need me. I knew they didn't love me, so there was no way I could go back...

But then Onee-chan showed me another path.

That was... Onee-chan, No, the path to becoming a family with Chris-sama. Even I knew that after only meeting her for a day, she didn't actually only want to become a family with me.

I think it was probably to create an escape route for me so that I wouldn't die.

But...but, Chris-sama said it! That it's fun to be with me! That being with me heals Chris-sama! That she wants to be with me forever! She said that she needs me, that she needs me!!

That's why I became a family with Chris-sama and become my Onee-chan. I understand that our relationship is still far from being that of family, and I am aware that I may be causing trouble.

But even so, I still want to be with you... I want to live with you. I really want to become a family with you. I want to be happy with you.

Since becoming a family member, I think I've been too dependent on my older sister. I know that myself, I'm sure it must look pretty awful to those around me.

But I can't do that to my sister either. Whenever I hug her or act spoiled, she strokes my head and hugs me back tenderly.

"Fufu, I'm very happy to have a cute little sister like Reno."

If she said something like that with a loving smile, I couldn't stop myself. She was so kind to me, so it was only natural that I got carried away...

If I don't touch my sister at least 100 times a day, I'll be ruined. If I'm even thinking that, I might already be ruined...

However, what I'm curious about is Aleph-san who is standing next to Onee-chan. Aleph-san, who is called the hero of the world, is a very handsome and beautiful man.

Even I, a woman, think it's unfair that someone can be both handsome and beautiful, so it's only natural that other men would be jealous if they saw him.

Actually, I don't really like Aleph. Onee-chan told me that Aleph helped me too.

I even find myself feeling self-loathing, thinking that I don't like the person who helped me, and that I am such a nasty woman.

But there is a reason. It happened after I hugged Onee-chan and she stroked my head.

Aleph, with whom I had only exchanged one word on the day he helped me, suddenly came up to me and whispered in my ear:

"I'll forgive you because you're the same gender, but I don't like it when you go too far. I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't get too familiar with Chris. You see, Chris isn't someone you can just rely on for convenience just because you're lonely."

"...Eh...? Ah, ... I ..."

"You were abandoned by your parents and are lonely, so you're just using Chris to comfort yourself. I will never forgive you for only using Chris. If you continue to act like that... I will kill you."

Aleph-san was really terrifying when he muttered something scary and walked away from me. He was smiling when I saw him, but it was fake. Aleph-san probably never smiles in the truest sense of the word.

What was even more frightening was that I couldn't deny what I was told.

I realized that, without realizing it, I had become like a parasite, relying only on Onee-chan. Aren't I the worst kind of person who tried to repay kindness with evil?

I don't just want to be spoiled, I want to be helpful to Onee-chan! The moment it was pointed out, I changed my mind. I started going to Onee-chan's room early in the morning to help her get changed, and I started making an effort to learn how to cook.

Even if I'm not useful in battle, I want to be useful to my Onee-chan in my everyday life. I don't just depend on her, I want her to depend on me too.

Onee-chan looks very happy. At the very least, the smile she shows me doesn't look like a lie... I want to be of more help.

Onee-chan...

We've only recently met, but I love you so much that words can't even express it.

AN: A constant dead eye!!

Still, why do Chris' circle tend to get 'sick' so easily?