Reversed Parallel World‘s Messiah

Sept. 3, 2022, 5:24 p.m.

Book 7 Chapter 4 Onto the Next Round, with Julie
Book 7 Chapter 6 Annette's Confessions

Book 7 Chapter 5 Infiltrating the Central

Accompanied by Suzette, I finally arrived at the central.

“So, this is the capital of the country, huh.”

It still cannot be compared to the modern scenery where I came from, but even though the streetscape is made up of bricks, it was also gorgeous in various ways.

There are even a few high-rise buildings, about four stories high, lined up normally.

And, as expected of a capital city, it’s crowded with people.

Young, old, men and women of all ages were mingling together in a lively and boisterous manner.

There are no over-the-top beauties like Irene and Suzette who’s by my side right now, but a variety of faces and styles were present from them.

The only problem is that many of them have plump figures, perhaps because of the different sense of beauty and ugliness this world possessed.

I’ve been looking only at beautiful women since I moved here, so it’s refreshing to see something new. I was reminded once again of the beauty of the girls living in Blossom City.

I came here to have Blossom, a city composed of people who have been discriminated against because of their looks, to get its recognition by the country.

Once again, I turn my face to my neighbor, Suzette, but unfortunately, she’s now wearing a full-face mask.

Likewise, I was wearing a mask in disguise. It’s a little hard to breathe if you are not used to it, but it doesn’t block my vision, surprisingly.

Except for when I am in Blossom, there’s no need for me to expose my face here. There may be other black-haired black-eyed people like me in this world, but it still doesn’t deny that it will attract unnecessary attention if I walk bare.

There is no way I would be kidnapped in the middle of this bustling crowd, but it’s still better to be inconspicuous.

“Well then, let’s go see the mansion where this Annette lives in first.”

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“Okay. After all, a preliminary inspection is important before seeing the person in question.”

We headed towards the mansion where Annette is said to be staying.

As we walked through the busy street and made our way a little further, the houses, lined up in rows got bigger and bigger, giving it the feel of a high-class residential area.

However, our destination is still yet to come. We continued forward.

“It’s a lot less crowded around here, isn’t it?”

“Yes. Only a few people come around here.”

“it feels……a bit lonely.”

“Compared to that city, it’s always lonely……wherever we go.”

Although Suzette’s response is simple, I could feel the extreme sadness within that voice.

We continued moving through the empty street, which was lined with magnificent mansions along the side.

Eventually, we reached our destination. From the far side of the residential area, was a house built in a considerable distance from other residences due to its large grounds. It was as if the other residences are avoiding the mansion altogether.

“So this is the mansion where Annette is residing.”

Suzette murmured back to me as if to confirm, watching around the surroundings as we circled the perimeter.

Since she’s dressed as a parliament official, she won’t be dismissed that easily unless it’s something very important.

I also looked around the mansion as I follow behind.

“There seems to be a decent number of servants here.”

One could see several maids sweeping the large garden and passing behind the windows of the mansion.

“I’m sure there’s not too many of them because they seem to be moving around so restlessly. But since the mansion is not in disrepair, there must be a reasonable number of them, just right to hold the mansion in place.”

“I see.”

I could only nod at Suzette’s assessment. To be honest, I couldn’t even imagine how many people are there.

However, just by looking at it from the outside, I could tell that the people working in that mansion don’t look happy.

The people working in that mansion don’t look like they’re having fun.

It wasn’t that they looked grueling, it was just that they looked cold.

Is it because I’m used to Blossom and Irene’s mansion that I feel this way?

I know how special it is to have a place you call home.

But then again, these guys are much, much different from that. They’re faces are cold I could already feel myself shiver, even though we are still quite a distance from them.

“Tomoaki, can you see it? That room.”

At the back of the mansion, looking in the direction Suzette has pointed, there was one room.

It’s still a bit distant, but one can see that it was well-furnished, spacious, but still flashy enough.

Also, being far from the gate, it’s a perfect position for a master of the mansion.

In that room was a woman.

An adult one, with a flaxen hair.

I could tell she was beautiful even from this distance. That means that she must have had a hard time. In the first place, it was her ex-husband, the current minister, who has been treating her like this.

“Yes, I can see it. Is that person――?”

Even we’re far apart, I could feel the air around her. It was heavy and full of sadness.

For the sake of these women, the promotion of appearance discrimination should be abolished. I clenched my fist as I was reminded of that once more.

“Yup, that would be Annette. Based on the position of the room and her looks, it’s got to be her, no doubt about it.”

“You never met with each other before?”

Even though they serve the same country, there’s still the possibility that they’ll never meet if they are in different departments.

“Hm?Yes. It’s not every day you get to meet the minister face to face……also, I’m sure he’s never brought Annette out in public before.”

I suddenly heard a faint sound of gritted teeth, until I realize it was my own. The majority leader of the country – a minister who was a racist for looks – a faceist, must have hidden her out of the sun because of her appearance.

I knew it. In the end, we need to change this country.

“Is there anything else we need to make sure before we go?”

After seeing Annette’s grievous state, I barely suppressed myself the urge to start running. I turned my attention to Suzette in order to calm myself down.

“Nope, I’ve already prepared everything. All that is left is to go inside. While I keep the servants in check, you instead will contact Annette. That’s about it.”

“……Okay then. Shall we go?”

I commenced, signifying the start of the operations.

Suzette and I went around to the front of the mansion, and this time we went in through the front door.

“Isn’t it Ms. Suzette from the Parliament? What can I do for you today?”

As we entered the mansion after finishing the intercession at the entrance, an elderly butler greeted Miss Suzette and I.

I stand behind her as she sits on the couch she was being led to, pretending to be her subordinate.

Looking at the corridors I passed as we are being shown around, as well as the maids I passed, I felt that this mansion was lonelier than ever.

They all emit cold aura. It felt like I was in a gallery of coocoo clocks and other clockwork antiques in a dimly lit room.

“I was wondering…… how is former husband of the minister fairing?”

“haa……Well, considering Miss Suzettte’s position, it’s no doubt you will ask for it.”

The butler seemed to be suspicious of the fact that she had visited Annette, and finally convinced himself that it was some sort of bargaining chip due to Miss Suzette’s position.

In other words, he believes that there is no way anyone would ask her personally.

He has no attachment for the master he serves. A pure contractual relationship.

From there, I finally realized the true nature of the coldness of the house.

“My master, Lady Anette has been shutting herself in her room since then. If it pleases you, I will answer on her behalf instead.”

“Hmph……so you won’t permit me to meet her in the eye? There’s something I need to talk to her about, and that I mean personally.”

“I’m truly sorry. It’s just that Lady Anette is not in the mood to meet anyone right now. If you have any other questions, please ask me instead.”

The butler stubbornly refuses to have any contact with Annette.

Is it because the minister insists on it, or is it simply because it’s too much trouble for him? Either way, I had a feeling that it wasn’t for Annette’s benefit.

“I see. Well then. Let’s get to business. You, step out for a moment.”

I nodded silently at Suzette’s words and left the room, pretending to be a subordinate being kicked out because they have something confidential to discuss.

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With a clunk, I closed the door and hurriedly walked out. I headed to Anette’s room, which we had confirmed beforehand.

The servants I passed on the way didn’t stop me either.

Maybe it’s because I’m Suzette’s subordinate, or maybe they’re not interested in anything other than their duties.

I proceed to the mansion devoid of any traces of warmth inside.

All while transforming my legs, which were becoming a little heavy, into a force determined to destroy this discrimination.

Without being stopped by anyone, I arrived at Annette’s room. Nobody, not even a single one, tried to protect her from me.

I took a deep breath. From here on, it’s my job.

Quickly, I enter the room and close the door. Then I take off my mask for disguise, revealing my signature black eyes and black hair.

Annette, who had been sitting in a chair and looking at the window, notices my presence and turns around.

“Nice to meet you, Lady Annette.”

Her eyes were first filled with astonishment, then fear, then resignation. However, I could still feel a slight hope from her clear vision.

It was only a moment, but her eyes showed me a variety of colors. Her chest is so big it was as if it’s asserting its presence. The others, especially her slender libs, are thin, which gives her the impression of a decadent sculpture that has come to life.

“I wasn’t informed that I should be having a guest. So, you’re a burglar, then? This house is so insidious that I thought this is haunted.”

“Oh, no, I’m not――”

He asked me straight away, before I could even try to convey my purpose and apologies for the sudden intrusion.

”Hey, if you’re here this mansion to take away its money and goods, while you’re at it……”

Her eyes, full of emptiness inside, caught my gaze.

“――would you please take my life as well?”

Book 7 Chapter 4 Onto the Next Round, with Julie
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