My Sister the Heroine, and I the Villainess - Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Translator: Jawbrie

It was fun .
The syncing of your feets movements with the music . Two people holding hands, moving together, becoming one heart and one body .
While there was enough light, it came dimly from the full moon alone . I dance with Charles by our thin, moonlit shadows, as the music leaks faintly from the dance hall .
There is no audience . There are no extravagant decorations . I was Christina Noir, daughter of a duke . I loved pomp, praise, and power . I wanted to show my own excellence to a crowd of onlookers . And yet, somehow this dance with Charles, which had no audience or stage, was so very fun . I wondered how it was that my heart felt so satisfied by this .
Though, I did have a vague idea .

“Hey, Charles . ”
“What is it, Chris?”
“This is fun . ”
“Yeah, it is . ”

Charles nodded with a bounce, he was in a good mood . I was sure that the happiness within him was at least equal to mine . Hearing it confirmed with words brings yet another layer of satisfaction to me . I was feeling more and more satisfied by the minute, and yet I was feeling lighter and lighter . My heart was floating as we danced, I spun my body in a turn .

“You’ve improved a lot . ”
“I tried . ”

His soft blonde hair, which looked so similar to that of my beloved Mishuli, blew in the wind along with our movements . I smile at his inept, yet earnest attempt to lead me .
It seemed that he had indeed learned the steps for dancing in these past two years . It was a huge improvement compared to the first time . At that time, Charles had never danced before, and so I led, which did not go very well . We had both ended up falling very dramatically .
It was a precious memory .
One, two, three, we ride the rhythm in sync with the tempo . He wasn’t a genius like me, his experience wasn’t there, and so his dancing was still awkward . I liked to lead in nearly all things, but with dancing, it was the man’s job to lead and the ladies to support . And so I focused on supporting Charles as we danced .
It was not bad .




Always, and with everyone, I wanted to stand dominant . But having Charles hold my hand and lead me like this–it was not bad .

“I wonder why . ”
“What?”
“Hm? Mmm… It’s nothing . ”
“What’s that?”

I dodged the question, but those eyes that looked so much like the morning sky, looked discontent . He clearly hated having secrets withheld from him . But, I didn’t hate this expression from him either . So I would not tell him .

“It’s a secret . ”
“…Mm . You are quite mean sometimes . ”
“Fu fun . It’s the right of elders to be able to make fun of others . ”

It was fun seeing his expression change in such a way that was hardly fitting for a noble . It satisfied me even more .
Perhaps, I take a guess at my last question to myself .
Perhaps, I was only happy in this moment because Charles was with me . I liked receiving attention, I preferred to be lauded with praise . I could return to the dance hall now, and dance with some fool in order to shock everyone with my genius . But my heart would not take flight as it did now if it was not with Charles .

“Charles . Do you like me?”
“Of course I do . ”

The honest words and emotion in them fulfilled my heart even more .

“You do . ”
“I do . ”

It was now two years since we first met . I was happy with his words which hadn’t changed in spite of his growth .

“I as well . ”
“You do?”
“Yes, I do . ”

I was fulfilled, full to the brim, my heart was starting to overflow .
It wasn’t ‘quite . ’
It wasn’t ‘rather . ’
Charles, I .

“I do like you . ”

My emotions were turned into words with this answer . The thing that had been stuck to my chest ever since the day I met Charles had finally dropped to my gut after two years .
I see .
After putting it to words, I am able to realize it anew .
I liked Charles .
Sensitive and free, and true to his heart .
It was easy once I realized it . I liked Charles, and so I enjoyed being with him . It was two years since we met . I had always thought he was an interesting person, but he had reached a new territory as I watched from a close distance .

“Really?”
“Really . ”
“You aren’t lying?”




“I would never lie . ”
“I see . ”
“That’s right . ”

His surprise turned into a smile, his caution dissipated . Seeing Charles smile with so much happiness reaffirms my belief .

“I do like you . ”

It was different than my sweet father . Different than strict Mariwa . It was also different from Mishuli, an angel of this world . It was a different kind of ‘like’ than with those three . In my heart, I had my sights set on Charles . So this was what it was like to finally understand . The emotion that had fallen into me gradually began to melt and spread throughout my body .

“It’s a different kind of ‘like’ than between friends, right?”
“Yes . ”
“It’s different than between family, as well!”
“Yes!”
“Aha! Then we are the same!”
“Yes! We are the same!”

Charles’ words of joy caused me to become excited as well . My dance moves began to become bigger along with my heart .
I see, I see . So I really do like Charles then . It wasn’t friendship, it wasn’t like family, this emotion could not be expressed in any other way . The emotion was carried throughout my whole body through my veins . I just realized it now, and every time I confirmed it with Charles, my heart would become more and more sure of it . Like the true genius I was, I accepted this change in emotions, drinking it in . But, suddenly, I feel that something is wrong .

“Huh?”
“What is it?”
“Huh? Uh, no, um…”

I had drunk it in, it dissolved within me . The emotion carried by my heart was spinning and changing with no signs of stopping . As we danced, my legs started to become confused . And so Charles asked with a laugh what had happened . His smile was brilliant as ever . He was happy as if a long-held wish had just come true .
However, my heart had no strength to answer . It had completed this realization, it had changed dramatically like a revolution as it spun like a tornado . What was this? I was confused . This emotion that spread through my whole body was overwhelming me . Once I was aware of it, my emotions had changed into something irreversible before I knew it . And it was complete .
I liked Charles .
The moment that this feeling soaked into my body from my head to my toes, a new heart that had not existed within me until now, was placed in the middle of my chest .

Love .

It was born .

“Ah . ”

There was a sound of that little feeling growing inside of me . And then my face turned crimson as if there had been an explosion .

Meanwhile, at the Noir mansion .

Mishuli: “…!!”
Maid: “My lady, Mishuli? What is the matter?”
Mishuli: “Rom-com… I feel the waves of a rom-com!!”
Maid: “Huh?”
Mishuli: “It’s Charles… It must be that Charles…! I’ll ask sister when she returns–”
Maid: (…She is starting to resemble Lady Christina in terms of eccentric words and actions–no, it is even worse than her sister . What will I do…)