Wait, What You Mean I Got Reincarnated As A Heroine In Another World? Chapter 113 - 96 - Olam

Let put it this way. Shouldn’t I still be able to do that even when I’m injured?

"No. I don’t think it’s that simple," Selene said, cutting off my monologue with a sharp, firm tone.

"Exactly because of your condition, your Return-By-mory ability unconsciously deactivated itself."

She spoke while crossing her arms in front of her chest. Her gaze was sharp, giving no room to argue.

"What do you an?"

"Rember the last ti I told you to control that ability. What happened?"

Oh yeah. That’s right.

That ti... I nearly killed myself.

"There you go. That ans the ability still can’t be fully activated, or maybe it’s being held back by sothing. Or worse... buried."

"That power will awaken when you recover. Because before you stabbed yourself with the glass shard, the ability activated so kind of defense system—to protect your mory. And all of that happened after our talk about... what was it you said again...?"

"Quantum physics."

"Yeah, that. Whatever that is, because you function as an entity that transmits information while storing data about your past self—based on the mory chanism theory I explained—there’s been a shift in your existential dynamics."

As usual, her explanation is complex, nearly abstract, yet still... fascinating.

"I honestly still don’t really get it, but like always, you’ll explain more later, right?"

"Of course," she replied confidently.

I myself was still thinking about sothing too cool to ignore. Sothing you’d usually see in ani...

Because it wouldn’t feel right for an isekai story to not have a secret council eting in so hidden place filled with dangerous individuals.

Sothing like that. But don’t worry, it’s not over-the-top. This kind of mont is actually perfect for a crazy-cool idea like that.

When else would I get the chance to have sothing absurd yet logical and totally acceptable?

"Oh right, speaking of which..."

"About the secret between you, , Azalea, and Helena."

"What, you want to form a secret council eting?"

I just nodded slowly with a sweet smile.

She sighed while still fiddling with her hair—though I wasn’t sure when I started noticing that. Her hands were busy, but her eyes never left .

"Hah... fine. So, what’s the purpose and background, if I may ask?"

Damn, feels like I’m being asked to write a research paper. For real, her tone was like giving a thesis assignnt.

Professor Selene here really doesn’t know when to drop the academic act—even in the middle of a casual conversation.

"Don’t compare to professors, teachers, or whoever from your world, Kairi."

"Yes, sorry, Prof—eh, I an, Selene."

I didn’t get to finish, considering the way her eyes stared sharply. Or more accurately... like eyes ready to slowly slice up.

Is Selene in a bad mood? Or just being snappy? Or both?

"You know why I’m mad. And no, it has nothing to do with the sex earlier or you teasing on purpose."

"Yeah yeah, sorry. I did it intentionally. It was a gamble—Azalea’s abilities are decent for that, after all."

"Kairi, that was soone’s life. Do you understand the risk if I had no soul left, and she died?"

"Yes, I understand."

It was definitely risky. But at that mont, there really was no other choice—

SLAP!

Silence for a mont. Then the sound of the slap echoed like a tallic ring in an empty corridor.

A hard slap landed on my cheek.

And for the first ti, I felt... like I deserved it. No. More than deserved it.

"No more excuses. If I had planned this strategy, it would’ve been way more refined. Not a ss like this."

"Got it?" she said coldly. So cold, it nearly froze my fragile heart—

Wait?

Tears?

Yeah. I just rembered. Physically, I’m still a kid. Not fully grown. And a child’s body... can’t exactly handle a slap like that. Especially from their own sister. Even if ntally I’m an adult, this body doesn’t lie.

Beneath these naive cells... the one who slapped wasn’t a ntor, friend, or even a sexual partner. It was my big sister.

Tears stread down my face uncontrollably.

It hurt. It hurt so damn much.

"Eh, Kairi, are you..."

"Hic... do you hate , sis?"

That annoying little kid voice slipped out of my mouth. My face was a wreck.

Selene imdiately hugged tightly. Gently. She stroked my head, trying to soothe .

"Sweetheart... I’m sorry. I forgot your soul and body still aren’t synced, Kairi."

But maybe it was too late. Slowly, I felt like I was losing control over my body. I don’t know why...

Was it because of the slap?

I thought, reflecting on my misfortune.

Suddenly, Selene wiped my face, then calmly chanted a spell.

Magically, the pain disappeared. And my body... seed to accept my adult identity again.

"What exactly just happened?" I asked, needing clarity.

"Maybe it’s the effect of your new body. Rember, you’ve only had a few days to adapt to it."

"And as for its origin... you don’t need to know whose skeleton this body ca from. What matters is, there’s no soul left from its original owner."

Terrifying... Selene is seriously scary.

If that’s true... whose body did she steal?

"So... this is the body of the crying child earlier? What did you even do to get a body like this?"

Selene just stood silent. Then exhaled a long breath.

"You already understand how soul modification works, right? Well, that’s connected to who you are now."

"In other words, when you were in my body, that body was like a puppet. A puppet possessed by a demon."

"I’m not a demon."

"Yes, you are. A demon with an angel’s heart—ahhh~!"

I kissed and teased her super-sensitive ear again.

The kid’s got ga, I’ll give her that.

I thought, genuinely surprised at how smooth Selene could be with her flirting.

"Enough. So, what’s the explanation? Is that all?"

"Not really. But I think sothing else is more important. Oh right, how about we continue our secret council eting?"

"You an, the purpose and background?"

"Yes, that."

"Why not give it a na too?"

"We can do that later. The place will be here in the Rifter Void."

I didn’t even ask about the place, but alright, damn it. I an, it’s clearly the safest hideout anyway.

"For the na..."

"How about ’Witnesses of Primordial Scriptures’?"