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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 91.

Chapter 91.

    Chapter 91.


    <b>Chapter 91. Christmas Eve, Operation: To Kill A Mockingbird’s Love (3/8)</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">I struggled back to my feet and put down another random card. I walked up to her and said quietly, “Alicia, without you in my life, I am nothing.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I took a step back and observed her reaction.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh? Why? Her eyes were glued to the ground scanning it from left to right, a bit shy. She seemed embarrassed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ran, what did you just say to Alicia?” Rosa asked with an amused smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Why did the ‘<i><span style="font-weight:400">often</i><span style="font-weight:400">municate that without her in your life, you are nothing’ fail so miserably? Ah. Am I blind? It said, <i><span style="font-weight:400">often</i><span style="font-weight:400">. I don’t have time for something like that! I need immediate results! It seemed this card would backfire when not used correctly. It was the equivalent to a continuous trap card that had to asionally be invoked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was my own fault for not getting a better understanding of my cards and just blindly tossing them out in hope of it showing some positive results.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I decided to make a tactical retreat and sat back down on my chair to finish eating. I may have lost the battle, but this war was far from over.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d recollect myself and regroup with my allies. Wait, I had no allies here. I was surrounded on all sides by enemies. Alicia’s little brother might be an ally in a way, but if I told him what I wanted to do, he’d do the opposite. Meaning… I had to tell him the opposite of my intentions for him to work in my favor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">You know, why the hell have I still not learned this kid’s name anyway? With how I’m forced to stay here for winter break I was starting to realize just how much of an inconvenience it was not knowing. Alicia always called him little bro. Irene called him son. Rosa called him cutie and doted on him a lot.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Since I’d gotten tired of it, I opened my mouth and straight-up asked while I ate. He was seated to my left while Rosa was to my right.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While chewing some food in my mouth, I whispered to him, “Hey, kid, what’s your name? I never did end up getting it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? My name… why do you suddenly want to know that? Are you nning to use it in some sort of devil contract or ritual?” He whispered back clearly suspicious of my intentions with his guard up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Either you give it to me, or I ask your mother or elder sister.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Chris. Chris Sorayuki.” I grumbled out frustrated when he realized I could easily find out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then, Chris. I’d like to enlist your assistance with something.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My… assistance? With… what exactly?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Can you get your sister to be disgusted by me and hate me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hah? What are you up to now? Is this supposed to be an attempt at reverse psychology? There’s no way you’d actually ask me for what you really want. You’d definitely ask me this thinking I’d be uncooperative and do the exact opposite. Thus thinking, I’d try to make my sister like you, to go against your wishes right?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I put on a frustrated look on my face and responded, “It seems you’ve seen through my true intentions.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hah! So I was right. I won’t fall for your deception again. I’ll definitely make my sister hate you no matter what… though… it’s not like I haven’t been trying to do that already. She just doesn’t listen, no matter how much I tell her you’re a bad guy. An evil devil who deceives little children. A monster who steals candy from children.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, when did I ever steal candy from children?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ugh. I tried to throw in a lie, but she didn’t believe it at all and gave me a good scolding when I said you stole candy from children. She didn’t scold me about the part where I said you were a bad guy or the part about deceiving children for some reason. Now that I think about it, I was only scolded whenever I told her lies about you. The parts I thought were genuinely true she didn’t say anything about, she just brushed them aside like nothing. Do I have a ‘tell’ when I’m lying or something?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… she already knew the other two details could be considered true. She was only mad when her little brother told her a lie after all. That would be a baseless smear as well and she wasn’t the type to let that sort of thing fly even if it was her little brother.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. It sounds like you’ve had it tough. Keep trying though, I’m sure your feelings will reach your sister if you do, Chris.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I said that along with his name he looked at me like I was a stranger he didn’t recognize.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you trying to pull now? What sort of strange deception is this? I’m not going to fall for it, you hear?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haaaah. It seemed the image of me as a devil was ingrained deep into his mind. Our rtionship would probably never change. He’d always remain vignt of everything I said or did. Oh well, it was better to remain vignt around the enemy than to let your guard down, be blindsided, stabbed in the back out of nowhere, and caught with your pants down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t bother to respond and continued to eat my food.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Out of nowhere a fork with some food on it was pushed out in front of me from my right. It was Rosa.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Open up, Ran~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was this some sort of humiliation game?


    <span style="font-weight:400">She leaned in closer and whispered in my ear, “It seems your n to make use of an enemy as an ally won’t work out too well, huh? Heheheh, keep struggling while you can, Ran~ your resistance is futile. The world favors women’s feelings over men’s these days.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Frustrated, I opened my mouth and ate the food she presented to me. It was as she said, our world didn’t give a shit about what men felt. Women this, women that. That was all they bbed about in the news like it was some sort of stupid petty littlepetition. If a man could only kick a field goal thirty-nine yards, he''d be mocked. If a woman did the same thing, she’d beuded as a war hero and have her name recorded down in the history books as being born for that one moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, just thinking about it ticked me off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Forget it, forget it. No need to remember that stupid publicity stunt. It hasn’t even happened yet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">To Alicia, I’m sure it looked like I was being friendly with her friend. The only problem was she was my girlfriend. In what world was that stupid suggestion going to apply here! I crossed that idiotic suggestion off the list immediately. If anything it only worked against me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I sulked by myself with an unpleasant air around me as I finished my food. It was good, but I wouldn’t show it. Alicia was the one who’d done the moreborious work to cook it, so I had to make it look like I hated it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I finished the food, I let out an obnoxious loud belch. It was the ‘<i><span style="font-weight:400">Be disgusting</i><span style="font-weight:400">’ card.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Everyone looked at me with a strange look. Yes, it was another out-of-ce action I’d never done before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa wasn’t fazed in the slightest though, she calmly opened her mouth and interpreted my belch in whatever way she found most convenient. “Jeez Ran~ you were too embarrassed to admit the food was good in front of everyone so you let out a loud belch instead? In other countries, the louder the belch, the more of apliment it is to the chef you know~ I’m d you found the food to be so good, Alicia really worked hard and put A LOT of <i><span style="font-weight:400">love</i><span style="font-weight:400"> into it~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I heard her trantion of my belch, I moved my te aside and copsed, cheek down on the table. Nothing I did ever worked out. I wanted to raise the white g. Every single thing I did, the tables had been turned on me. Time and time again. How was this even possible? Was it that difficult to make a girl dislike you without taking things too far?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aww~ Ran enjoyed the food so much he wants to go to sleep and dream about the food he just ate.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Stop! Just stop it! Stop making random interpretations of my actions and taking advantage of your position as my girlfriend by acting like you know me so well! It’s embarrassing, okay?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh my, Ran really is quite the shy boy at heart who can’t easily express his emotions very well.” Irene suddenly joined in to torment me with her insidious wordsced with poison.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just end my misery and misfortune.
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