Chapter 44.
<b>Chapter 44. A Date? (8/13)</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Go away, sis. Please leave me alone.” To no one’s surprise, it was no doubt her little brother’s voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing how uncooperative he was, I took a more underhanded approach to get him to open the door. I spoke out the following lie in a solemn tone filled with authority, “This is an emergency. Your sister was hit by a car out front on her way home. Her condition is unstable, reaching critical levels, and an ambnce is currently on route to bring her to the hospital.”
<span style="font-weight:400">I heard frantic steps from behind the door. A boy with short blond hair, who I could only imagine was in his first year of middle school with his height a foot shorter than me, suddenly flung the door open wide with insuppressible panic in his steel-blue eyes.
<span style="font-weight:400">Seeing his extreme reaction, it immediately became clear with a single nce that he truly loved his elder sister dearly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean she’s in critical condition! She’s not going to die, is she?” He cried out desperately while grabbing onto my arms tightly.
<span style="font-weight:400">Not willing to let the lie continue any further after I’d sessfully confirmed his affection for his sister, I immediately revealed the truth to him, “Sorry, that was all a big lie.” I narrowed my eyes and let out an evil grin.
<span style="font-weight:400">He blinked once and asked, “Really? She’s really… fine?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. I apologize for telling you such a terrible lie, but I had to confirm something.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then… it was really... just a lie after all?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Listen carefully. Do you not hear the TVing from the living room down below?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Listening closely, there was a rather catchy song that had just started ying from the TV downstairs. If I recalled correctly, the name of the song was Bad Habits by Ed Sheeran.
<span style="font-weight:400">And as if that song marked the start of my little charade, I continued, “Now why would a stranger like me enter the house and turn on the TV beforeing up here to tell you your sister was hit by a car? You should naturally be aware your mother is still out at work, so if you think about it from a logical perspective like that, you could only really conclude once seeing me up here that your sister must have turned it on to entertain a visitor, right?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! Now that you mention it…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, yes, as you can see, I’m a terribly evil man who takes pleasure in deceiving young children.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who even are you? Are you one of big sister’s stalkers or something?” He suddenly put up his guard on high alert when he heard my description of myself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Not at all, quite the contrary actually. If anyone is being stalked by someone here, that would no doubt be the pitiful me.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? What do you mean? Why would big sis stalk a guy? Aren’t you really just one of her friends who she sent to talk to me or something?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“No. In fact, we’re quite a far distance away from being friends. If I were to describe our rtionship… it would be one of... mortal enemies.” A wide nefarious smile formed on my face as I stared at the clueless child before me.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Mortal… enemies? My big sister doesn’t have any enemies. You must just be one of those creepy guys trying to get close to her after all. Were you thinking of using me to get closer to her or something?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Child, getting closer to her is the exact opposite of what I want.” I waved my index finger in the air from side to side then continued, “I’d like to stay as far away from her as possible. If I could move to the other side of the world, that would be much preferable, but my finances do not allow for such an ideal solution.”
<span style="font-weight:400">The boy looked at me strangely.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Why would you want to go so far as to move to the other side of the world just because of my sister?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, you see… your sister actually has a hold of a weakness of mine and has been trying to ckmail me into bing her friend which I’mpletely against. It’s probably impossible for you to believe a reason like that with how nice she is though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It’s definitely impossible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Haaaah. She really is pushy and doesn’t take no for an answer. No matter how many times I refuse to be her friend, it just doesn’t get through that thick friend-happy skull of hers. I simply want to be left alone to my own devices. I am a loner, a man who takes great pleasure in living a solitary life of istion removed from societal pressures. I’d like nothing more than peace and quiet in my life, but sadly, I was unfortunate enough to get involved with your troublesome big sister. Being friends with her would make living the way I most enjoy impossible.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’re really… being serious?” He was still doubtful of my words.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, and I have a feeling that you are a bit simr to me, in a sense that you want your own space and independence from her.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“How… could you tell that?” Surprised, the child questioned back.
<span style="font-weight:400">“A single nce is all I need to figure out quite a bit of your situation. You have an amazing elder sister who everyone looks up to and adores. She’s pretty, has the best grades in her ss, has countless friends, and has a bright future ahead of her. Your existence ispletely overshadowed by hers. You’re likely always beingpared to her if my analysis isn’t wrong. However… you do not hate your elder sister for being who she is. You love her quite a bit, but you just want to remove the stigma that is being known as ‘just Alicia’s little brother.’”
<span style="font-weight:400">His eyes opened wide in shock as he asked, fully convinced, “A single nce is all it took for you to figure all that out?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. It’s rather easy to understand. The brighter the sun, the more it overshadows the things closest to it. You, child, are the unfortunate one closest to that zing sun, and are the one who has things the hardest as a result.”
<span style="font-weight:400">His steel-blue eyes, proof of his status as his big sister’s little brother, rippled with emotion when he heard my words. It was like he’d just found arade of sorts who shared a somewhat simr objective to one of his own.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It may seem like we’re fellows with a few simr troubles, perhaps evenrades to a certain degree. But you should not blindly trust someone fully whom you‘ve only just met. I am nothing more than a suspicious person you should be wary of. And… it would do you well to remember that I consider myself your beloved big sister’s mortal enemy.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Now, that being the case, I’d like to make a proposition to you, child. You can think of me as the devil if you like and ignore my words. But my objective ining here to meet you is quite simple. It is to drag you out of whatever darkness you are sinking in. Don’t misunderstand though, I’m not doing it for you, or your sister, or anyone else for that matter.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“It is all for myself. You see, I only do things that benefit me. I am not a selfless man by any means. I simply wish for my life to return to peace and quiet. If I want to ensure your sister will leave me alone, the most effective way is to make her owe me through a debt of great gratitude. With her nature, she will have no other choice but to ept my request to keep from bbing my secret and leave me alone in the future.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“But... there is one more thing you should know as well, child. The price for refusing the offer I’m extending to you is steep. Should you not ept my offer, the easiest means to achieving my objective will disappear. If that should turn out to be the case… well… let’s just say I’ll have to implement more… drastic measures. Put in simple terms… I will have topletely crush that beloved sister of yours into the dirt.” I closed my hand into a fist, looked deep into his eyes while instilling a sense of fear and dread deep in his still young and immature feeble heart.
<span style="font-weight:400">With this, I was really only giving him one option. He didn’t actually have the choice to refuse at all. Why? Because he actually truly cared for his big sister. I told her from the very beginning that I’d manipte him and turn him into a tool I could use at my disposal. I had been dead serious.
<span style="font-weight:400">The boy in front of me gulped nervously as he looked back at me understanding just how serious I was.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You’ll help me… and what you want is for my sister to keep your secret and leave you alone?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. That is all my heart desires.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… can I… have some time to think about it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">I took out a card I’d prepared in advance after considering the possibility he might be unable to immediately resolve himself to sell his soul to the devil. It had my phone number written on it.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Take this card with my number. You can have some time, but only until midnight tonight.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So little ti-“
<span style="font-weight:400">I cut him off, “I am a busy man with many things to do. If I do not receive a text by then, I will consider your answer to be a no and that you’ve rejected the olive branch I’ve so gracefully extended to you. From that point on, I will make arrangements topletely crush your elder sister. Your sister’s fate is in your hands. Only you can save her, boy.” I snapped my finger, turned my back to him, and descended the stairs leaving him standing there staring at my back as it disappeared beyond the edge of the stairs.
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