Somehow, The Villainess Who Regressed in Time Lost Her Magic Power, so She Turned into a Secluded Maiden

73 Anna Perspective

My name, Anna Carroll.

That’s in this world.

In previous life, apricots.

I can’t remember my last name anymore, though.

Born in a Japanese confectionery shop in the mall, my parents were busy at work and I don’t really remember going anywhere.

Still, I never thought I’d be lonely.

My parents were always nice, and they always listened happily to me, even with limited time.

He hugged me a lot and also realized that I was valued.

Plus, most importantly, because my neighbor’s tofu store brothers and sisters were always with me.

Sometimes our parents are busy with each other, and we spend more time together with these brothers and sisters than face to face with each other.

There are two kids at a tofu store like that.

My brother Makoto is five years older than me. My sister Meg is my age.

Makoto can’t say he looks bad, has a big gatai, and is generally cool for flattery.

But he’s kinder than anyone, and he’s easily liked by animals.

And he was a very solid person, turning into a busy parent and even helping with chores from elementary school.

Makoto was always given our amulet when his friends were playing games and soccer.

Even though there would have been a lot of dissatisfaction, it never hit me or Meg, and she always laughed, ‘I’m going to bake you an apricot favorite hot cake today’.

When I miss you, when you’re putting up with crying, you’re always the first to realize, “Apricot, what’s up? ‘And they ask me kindly.

It’s natural to like Makoto-kun like that, since nursery school: ‘In the future, Makoto-kun’s daughter-in-law!’ He said.

But Makoto, the older one, always laughs in trouble. “Apricots are adorable, and as many good people will show up from now on,” I thought was a kid’s joke, just teasing.

I always talk to Meg about Makoto like that.

Meg, of the same school and age, is an important best friend who can talk to you about anything.

“Well, you’re only seen with your sister”

“Meg, you don’t have to be so clear… I know that.”

“Brother, I don’t think you really like apricots. It’s blunt.

At best, I’m glad you’re nostalgic for your older brother. ”

I had an idea for that answer, but when Makoto’s sister says it clearly, I get depressed.

I miss you… I’m already in high school.

“I wish I could look more at my classmates and stuff”

“… no one thinks you’re cooler than Makoto.”

“Ahhh.”

After all, the five-year-old wall is thick.

Even though I’m finally in high school, Makoto has already started working.

Meg says, ‘You can’t just do her for your brother,’ but there’s no way anyone else would like such a nice guy.

I’ve been trying things out of a hurry lately, and it’s been a failure.

I try to dress like an adult and I say, ‘That suits me too, but I think I like the usual apricots’.

Worried that if I wandered in front of Makoto in thin clothes, I’d catch a cold, he put on my hoodie.

When I told my classmate that I had confessed, she laughed at me with a smile on her face: ‘Apricots are adorable.’

As a result, I just ended up being Makoto.

My love for Makoto is going to explode.

… but I don’t feel half as stuck.

I don’t know how you can be aware of me.

Being with you from birth means that you know Makoto better than anyone, but it’s harder to be aware of.

If she were introduced to someone she didn’t know while she was doing this…

Damage just thinking about it is outrageous.

Meg exhales a deep sigh at me like that, and when I take the software out of the console I was playing until just now, I punish the case.

“Bye, next time, don’t study love with this maiden gay! The next one is a magical school.”

“Again? I borrowed it in the meantime. It’s not over.”

“Fine, fine.”

That’s what Meg pushed me to say about the maiden game that Meg has always loved.

They always give me games that Meg finished, they put in apps, and I do that too. Talk to each other afterwards, until the usual set.

“The main thing this time is this prince, which is especially cool, but also the hidden characters…” Meg starts to crap while pointing at the package.

Asking Bo about it, I lean my neck wondering if this is really learning to fall in love in the first place.

But I have to do whatever clues I have right now.

I am stuck in a straw and work on a maiden game offense as recommended.

But on the way, “If you tell me this!” “Making this situation sincere,” what a delusional and entertaining move I learned.

I told Meg that and she pulled it off a lot.

The distance from Makoto remains constant, but the daily routine still passes.

Sometimes Makoto goes out with me on holidays, cooks me rice…… those days are an irreplaceable routine for me.

Unconveyed thoughts are painful.

But the happiness of being on your side is the best in the world.

His smile alone makes me think I’ll try my best too.

Such, I was in love once in my life.

But one day.

The day Meg went to high school first in the morning practice of the club.

I happened to meet Makoto in front of the Batali family.

“That, apricot. Good morning.”

“Morning. Makoto’s working now, too?

“Yes. … Do you want to come with me?

What a lucky day.

I can’t believe you met Makoto in the morning, and I can’t believe you invited me to come with you.

Despite the harsh times of the cold, my mind rises.

Makoto-kun, next door, is chewing up a lack of work last night as well.

“Work, busy?

“Well, you’re still an apprentice. I’m a trainee.”

I’m worried that I’ll be able to sleep properly.

But Makoto doesn’t like to worry about his surroundings. When I lowered my brow like I was in a lot of trouble, I laughed nicely.

“Speaking of which, did the apricot get game-pressed by Meg again?

“Yeah, but we’re almost done.”

“Heh. What kind?

I don’t think I can explain the maiden game to anyone I like. But that’s Meg’s brother.

I have an understanding of the maiden game, and when I show the site I searched on my phone, I nod, “Uh, sure Meg was doing it”.

“Once you’re done attacking this far, then ending with your main hero”

“Well, let me know what you think when you’re done.”

Perception, huh?

Makoto always listens happily to Nico when she talks about things she likes, such as books I’ve read and movies I’ve seen.

But this is a little different…

“Interesting to hear about the maiden gay?

“It’s funny to hear about apricots. Anything about apricots is fun, I am.”

That said, Makoto, who gently pounds my head, my cheeks turn red again.

I’m ashamed to find out about it and bury my face in a muffler wrapped around my neck.

“Well, be careful, then.”

When she stopped in front of the signal, Makoto laughed nicely and raised her hand towards me.

… I’m already here.

Makoto and I can only go this far together to the station. Even if I know that, I still miss you.

As if she didn’t know how I felt like that, Makoto turns her heels back and starts going straight down the road with her back to me.

One sigh and check the signal, red.

I turned my gaze to Makoto again.

… Turn around, turn around.

Turn around!

Send that thought.

Makoto-kun looks back to see if that sentiment made sense.

Ah! I looked back.

I was so happy during the bundle.

There’s something wrong with Makoto looking at this one.

Surprisingly stained face.

Point directly behind me.

And he runs desperately over here, throwing the bag he had.

Huh?

What? I’m sorry.

Everything looked like slow motion.

Looking back slowly, a big truck full of my sight.

I was on the verge of rushing to speed.

“Apricots!”

The only sound I heard at that moment.

That’s my favorite voice.

It was just a voice calling me.

But immediately afterwards, a strong shock strikes that I have never felt before.

At that moment, my world disappeared.

I feel like someone grabbed my arm at the end of the day, but that could be my fault.

… Me, dead?

I look around desperately with fear in the dark.

Then I saw the light.

Run that light to the mark, run, look for the exit.

But when you meditate your eyes unintentionally on the dazzling light and then slowly open them.

It was an unfamiliar room.