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6. The Downfall of My Uncle and Aunt

“Seeing you just makes my irritation unbearable.”

I kick my defenseless uncle, again and again.

It had become my daily routine.

With the sudden reversal of roles, my aunt began to harbor a fear of me.

“Hi, Hideyori… your father will die.”

“Shut up, old hag! You never stopped him when I was the one getting hit!”

“Ah!”

The day my Gift awakened.

My position with my uncle was reversed.

By the time I was in the sixth grade, I had grown bigger, even surpassing my aunt in height, becoming the strongest presence in the family.

“I’m sorry, Hideyori.”

“Just shut up and stay down!”

“Cough…”

I aim for my uncle’s solar plexus and deliver a kick.

Kicking, hitting, and beating my uncle, who offers no resistance, became my daily routine.

“Emi, prepare a bucket full of water.”

“Got it.”

The obedient girl heads straight to the kitchen.

“Auntie, if you don’t want to get beaten like him, you better keep quiet, okay?”

“But… Hideyori, you’ve grown so much, it’s not a joke anymore…”

“Shut up…”

Then, Emi, having carried out the order, brought a bucket filled to the brim with water.

“I owe you too, but lately, you’ve been quite annoying. Emi, do it.”

“Yes!”

Emi splashes the contents of the bucket onto my aunt.

My aunt, drenched, looks at me with disbelief.

“How is it, Emi-chan? How does it feel?”

“So fun!”

“It’s enjoyable, right? This is a warning. If you don’t interfere with me ever again, I’ll let this slide. Don’t meddle.”

I smiled and looked down on Grandma.

This was the first time I had directly harmed Grandma.

“Ah, good! And it’s cute! I’ll give it to you!”

“For the sake of Shuurai, I’ll do anything!”

I was hugged by Eimi.

If this woman was even more beautiful, I thought, gazing at her face that didn’t suit my taste.

Takeru’s sister is the best woman, isn’t she?

How can I make her mine?

“Shuurai! You!”

“Ah, ah… Don’t interfere, I said so!”

Grandma looked at me with a defiant gaze.

Her attitude was the last straw for me.

“I’ve been quiet about it until now, but I’m a Gift holder, you know?”

“What?… Shuurai is a Gift?… Really…?”

“Yes, yes, you also knew it, didn’t you? [Grandma, kick this guy once]”

“…!?”

Grandma started kicking my uncle’s leg.

I couldn’t believe it, looking at her with a fearful expression.

“My Gift is ‘Command Control’. I can force people to obey my commands. Eimi is just playing the role of my girlfriend. From the moment we met, I’ve been manipulating this woman’s intentions. As soon as I take away my Gift, she’ll recognize me as a stranger.”

The day Gift activated, just before entering elementary school.

I came to the park and ordered this woman to “become my slave”.

The name ‘Command Control’ was a name I arbitrarily gave it.

“【Eimi, take off your skirt】”

Eimi silently started taking off her skirt.

Grandma looked at me with a serious expression, understanding that I was a Gift holder.

“And you, you’re interfering with me? You’re breaking the rules? [Uncle, go outside and fall off the pedestrian bridge]”

“…!”

Uncle stood up silently.

Grandma tried to stop him, sensing the danger, but Uncle’s speed was faster, and she failed to stop him.

“Ah, you… Stop it, please!”

My will alone won’t let it stop.

My uncle’s feet won’t halt until his brains are splattered.

“Ah, you devil… I should never have taken you in!”

“I never wanted to be taken in by trash like you either. Oh, but it was after being taken in by you that I awakened to my Gift. Maybe I should have been thankful.”

My aunt looks at me with eyes full of fear.

The sight is so amusing, I can’t stop laughing.

“Hahaha! Hey, Emi? What should we do about auntie?”

“Eh? Hideyoshi, do whatever you like. But it’d be sad if auntie was the only one left alive, wouldn’t it?”

“Right? We’re on the same page, Emi-chan. [Then go die with uncle.]”

“Ah, you…!”

Auntie’s angry resistance is futile as her feet move towards the outside.

“I don’t want to die… Hideyoshi, stop…”

“[Then Emi-chan, make dinner.]”

“Okay, got it.”

Auntie disappears from my sight.

The house always felt cramped, but now that the stupid couple is gone, it feels so spacious.

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—Afterward, the bodies of my uncle and aunt, who had taken me in, were discovered.

The police concluded it was a suicide.

The Akechi family lost its head of household, and my uncle’s relatives took in the children.

However, for some reason, my uncle’s relatives didn’t live with the young child but let him live alone in the original house.

This event would mark the beginning of another tragedy…

———

“Ugh…!?”

I had a disturbing dream.

It wasn’t detailed in the game, but could this be Hideyoshi’s past that happened in the game?

The image of Hideyoshi involving Emi and murdering his uncle and aunt is seared into my mind.

“No, I wouldn’t do such a thing… I won’t…”

The dream was so vivid, I fear it as a possible future.

———

“Hey, I’m home! Maybe I’ll find a good job soon.”

Today, my uncle said that and left.

Although I know that he won’t use violence against me again, I still feel a strong sense of resentment and killing intent towards him.

However, to put this into action, I would have to be like the disgusting and worthless Hideyori, who is also the original creator of the game.

A dreamlike event is recurring.

“Oh, that’s good, isn’t it?”

“…”

I’m manipulating my uncle’s intentions.

However, there was peace in the daily life of the Akeshi household.

A twisted family, it seemed.

But I had no other way to do it.

As for the original Hideyori, I had already made him a slave in the form of a gift when I first met him.

The original future was also different, and the scenario for the game “Break the Chain of Sorrow” also changed, but…

The awakening of the gift.

The lowest ability to twist and distort human intentions under command control.

Although the ominous atmosphere still lingered, the result was not bad, perhaps…

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