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On the day of Lonwell's birthday banquet.
In the waiting room, several dancers were waiting for their turn to come.
Most of them were happy to be invited for such a big event, and their faces were glowing bright, except for one of them.
Katarin was staring at the floor with a dingy, dead expression.
'He didn't come after all…'
Over the past few days, Cloud hadn't returned.
On the first day, she ignored, but on the second day, she started getting a little anxious, and on the third day, she couldn't stand it and went through his luggage.
There were many miscellaneous items in his luggage, but no important items such as money.
She shook her head and consoled herself, 'If it's an important item, he would carry it on himself. He will be back soon.'
But soon, she had no choice but to accept.
'My body was the target…'
Once in the past, one of her dancer colleagues was cheated on by a man who ran away, leaving her behind to cry her woes… A sad fate…
Never she'd thought that it would be hers too.
'Bastard. I was serious…!'
Katarina had cried out her eyes red that day.
"Is Miss Katarina here?"
"Yes. I am."
"Next is your turn. Get ready and step outside."
The butler, who stopped by the waiting room to call her name, left.
Katarina wiped away her tears and grabbed her saber. She made a promise as she walked out of the waiting room.
'After killing Lonwell, it's Cloud's turn.'
She promised…
Until she saw Cloud standing next to Lonwell, her resolve was broken.
Why… why was he over here?
""
Was he one of Lonwell's subordinates? So it had been their intention all along..?
Noticing her stupor, Lonwell said, tsking, "She is a dancer I invited… but the lady seems to be interested in men beside me, haha."
"What you mean…"
"Tsk… This is the Adventurer I called as a guest and escort."
"Hi?"
Cloud chuckled and waved his hand.
'Escort? Adventurer?'
Only then did Katarina realize that he hadn't been playing with her. The resentment that was filling her heart subsided. But a little was still left.
'You could have told me before leaving!'
When Katarina glared at him, Cloud smiled bitterly. She held back a sigh.
'I won't forgive him easily…'
"What are you doing? Come on, Miss, dance."
Katarina looked at the man with a dry expression on her face.
'I have to end the long lasting rivalry first.'
Two cogs with resentment on same torque turned.
* * *
[Segment 1: The Dance of the Butterfly.]
The moment the dance started, Katarina's demeanor changed. Her girlish freshness was gone, and the caterpillar's desperateness to survive took hold of the atmosphere around her.
The survival was gruesome, but not ugly.
The strange difference caught the attention of the audience.
Katarina continued her dance and looked at Cloud with squinted eyes.
Katarina's life was also bleak like a caterpillar in her dance.
She dreamed of revenge, but the reality was bleak.
Lonwell was the upper classman among upper classmen, while Katarina was just a lower runk nobody, barely getting by.
When she was about to give up everything, even her mother's dance, which was her only hope, her life took a turn.
'You appeared.'
The day she was about to fall, he picked her up and lent her his shoulder.
Thanks to him, she could see hope again.
The caterpillar, barely worming its way, became a pupae, before breaking off its thick shell, and then becoming a beautiful butterfly and flying away.
'Ah…'
Lonwell exclaimed.
Such a graceful and beautiful dance.
That dance that even changed the atmosphere around her was definitely Anelliese's.
She had inherited her mother's dancing skills to a T.
'All preparations have been completed.'
In the chaos that would unfold with Lonwell's death, Cloud was scheduled to leave the banquet hall with Katarina. After that, the hand he was leaving behind to support her would perform its machinations.
So he didn't have to worry about it anymore.
The only wish left was to admire Anelliese's dance for the last time and soak in the afterglow.
Katarina's sword dance reached its peak.
Her sword, which expressed the beauty of nature and ferocity of beasts, now began to draw something that was not just life and vitality.
[Closing Segment: Dance of Death.]
All things come to an end, to cease existing, and that is death.
The distance between the two — life and death — was getting closer to the front.
The blade representing death was directed at Lonwell's neck.
'Finally.'
Years of hard work was paying off.
She would be free from those painful memories.
The girl was delighted.
'Finally.'
The end of a sinful life was coming.
The man accepted.
The ending both of them expected for their own reasons was coming close to fruition.
Kang!
With a clear metallic sound, the saber aiming at Lonwell flew away. Katarina and Lonwell opened their eyes wide and looked at Cloud, the protagonist who had halted the saber's trajectory.
Cloud intervened between the two dumbfounded people in an unexpected situation.
"Evening, Katarina. Meet him, your biological father."
* * *
The time point in the game when Katarina and Cloud meet is after her revenge is over.
The plot is the happenings of an encounter with Cloud while traveling on a journey to soothe her heart that had rapidly gone empty after her revenge, which she had devoted half her life to, was over.
Just as she carried the pain of losing her parents, Cloud also carried the pain of losing his comrades.
The two of them, who shared pain in their heart, got along quite well, and gradually became aware of each other as members of the opposite sex.
But this was an NTR game.
It was also a desperate game that I had picked to apesh!t a friend who hadn't paid back.
After losing the first three, will the latter three give the main character happiness?
No way.
If it was such a game, I wouldn't have picked it.
Not that I had any idea I would get transported into this game.
Anyway, Katarina's NTR trigger is the truth about her revenge.
The revenge she spent half her life on.
As the plot progresses, it is revealed that the target of her revenge was her own father and that he had been helping her behind her back.
Katarina avenged her parents' death, but she was deeply disturbed by the irony that she carried with it.
Well, needless to say what happened after that.
And, of course, I have no intention of going through that.
That's why I met her before her revenge began.
"Evening, Katarina. Meet him, your biological father."
"Evening, Katarina. Meet him, your biological father."
So I told the truth before her revenge could be enacted.
"What..? What the hell are you saying? Go away. I have to kill this man."
Katarina narrowed her eyes and glared at Lonwell.
Yup, that was a normal reaction.
How low could be the probability of her parents' killer being her biological father, after all.
But what if it was real?
I stood still and blocked the distance between Katarina and Lonwell.
She let out a deep sigh.
"I don't have time for this. Explain later…"
"We have a lot of time."
"Huh? This is seriously…"
It seemed that Katarina also felt a sense of incongruity from my words. She turned her head and looked around her. Lonwell was almost close to dead, but no one moved.
Both the guests and the escorts.
"What the hell is… happening…"
A confused Katarina swiveled around with her eyes wide open.
I spoke.
"Have you ever compared your daily wage with that of other third-class dancers? Don't you get more per performance than they do?"
As a result of research, the daily wage of a normal third-class dancer cannot feed five younger siblings.
But Katarina could.
And that also all three meals of a day, not less.
"That… that's because I dance the best among the third class dancers, so I earn more…"
"You know that makes no sense. And among the third class dancers, if you dance the best, you should have gone up to become a second class. You have had more than ample chance for that. But you've always been a third-class dancer. Why do you think that is?"
"It's because of my lack of skills…"
"No. Because when you become a second-class dancer, you gotta show your face."
Katarina's looks are outstanding.
Compared to her youthful personality, her body is ripe and her face is the most beautiful of all the dancers I have ever seen.
Then would there be no nobles who would notice and take interest in her?
So Lonwell made arrangements so that she could remain a third class dancer.
"You were denied enrollment even in the Coffin of Starlight," I said. "And it's not just a place that sells dances."
It is nominally a business that sells dance.
However, no one can know what happens between the dancer and the guest in the private room.
"Don't you live deep in the slums yet have never once been robbed? The children were never hurt and are doing well. Honestly, inside, you know that it makes no sense, right?"
There's no way she wouldn't have noticed these things. She just didn't want to think that deeply. It would have been too much for her, to be giving her all to just eat and survive. She may have brushed it off as being lucky.
But no matter how lucky you are, the world isn't such an easy place.
Katarina frowned.
"Then… are you saying that this man did all of it? For me?!"
"Yes."
I nodded my head and called out.
"Shedia."
Shedia burst out of Katarina's shadow and quickly subdued the two guards who were leaning against the nearby pillar. It was such a quick surprise that the two couldn't react.
Shedia removed the guard helmet and tore off the fake leather face.
Katarina's complexion turned white when their real faces were revealed after their fake faces were ripped off.
"Grandpa..? Grandma..?"
I held her hand as she backed away in disbelief.
It was a bit shocking for her.
However, once she starts accepting…
"Everyone… played with me. Well played."
Alright, we will start with the extreme first.
"It's not like that…"
"What's not like that!"
Katarina shook off my hand.
"According to what you say, he has been helping me from behind my back, right? Because he's my biological father? Grandpa and Grandma listened to his orders and took care of my younger siblings? Ha, fuck…"
She let out a sigh of utter disbelief and brushed her hair up.
"I didn't know that and left my younger siblings in your charge. I was an idiot."
She mocked herself in a throaty voice. Small drops of tear began to form in her eyes. She wiped them with the back of her hand.
"Katarina, we did it because we also…"
"I want to hear nothing! I don't even want to hear your voice!"
The old man's mouth closed. He lowered his gaze helplessly. On the other hand, Katarina frowned, but soon glared at me with eyes that said she would burst out crying any moment.
"Are you his subordinate too?"
"No, of course not."
"I guess so. But in the end you are standing here."
Tuk. Katarina's weak fist hit me in the chest.
"Why are you blocking me?"
Tuk.
"Why didn't you tell me if you knew?"
Tuk.
"Did he give you a lot of money? Is that so? Answer me!"
She shouted with a ferocious expression.
Soon after, she couldn't hold back and burst into tears. She rested her head against my chest and again began pounding my chest with her fist.
"Bad guy. How I liked you. You were the first person I fell in love with. Not that it matters. I'm just one of the many girls in your life, a passerby, right? My body was your goal from the beginning, huh?"
As the words continued, her voice grew more enraged.
I gently pushed her away. The expression on her face showed she knew it would happen. I ignored it and kissed her softly.
Her eyes widened.
But her lips were firmly shut, as if to show her closed heart.
Sure.
Because what is closed can be opened.
I licked her lips.
Slowly. Without being in a hurry. Softly.
Then, softly, her lips opened.
I knocked.
Can I come in?
She was confused whether to let me in.
I knocked again.
The lips twitched for a moment, then parted. I inserted my tongue between her lips. And caressed her shy tongue like a pearl in the clam. She was shy at first, even regretful.
"Ah…"
…a bit regretful.
I pressed my forehead against hers and leveled my gaze with hers.
"Katarina. I am on your side."
"…"
"I will always be by your side. I swear. I'll always be by your side, always. So—"
I said holding our hands together.
"Let's talk."
Katarina, who was silent for a moment, answered.
"…alright ."
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