Chapter 111 - It's Not True, Right?
Chapter 111 – It’s Not True, Right?
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"Y-You realize that there are only two beds at my house…?"
Emilia had already been at Crystal's house quite a few times by now, and was certainly well aware, but it didn't bother her at all. After all, she had already become quite used to sleeping with Samantha in the past few days, what's so different about sleeping with Crystal?
Crystal seemed to have realized that her earlier words might have been a little too 'unwelcoming' so she hurriedly waved her hands before Emilia could even respond. "O-Of course I don't mean that you can't stay over! You totally can, I'll just sleep with mom, and you can take the bed in my room—"
"Um, Crystal, I would rather if my impromptu visit didn't inconvenience aunty, you know?"
The heroine stared at her blankly, completely unlike her usually logical self. "Huh?"
Emilia couldn't help but chuckle. "I mean, if it's alright with you, can't the two of us just share a bed? I promise I won't be naughty."
Crystal gulped. "N-Naughty?"
Emilia blinked 'innocently', as if she never meant to imply anything else. "I mean I won't push you out of the bed in your sleep or anything?"
As for whether she really meant it, who knows?
The heroine seemed to sigh in both relief and disappointment. "O-Oh."
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Meanwhile, back at Emilia's 'home', Mr. White couldn't help but slam his fist on the coffee table in rage. "T-That bastard… how dare he…!"
Samantha cleared her throat as she tried to shift some blame away from Randy. After all, the boy was just a 'chess piece' in their plans, and Emilia had asked her to make sure nothing went wrong to the best of her ability.
If her father got mad at him to the point of abandoning him to the Black Tiger or something similar, there was no telling if Emilia's earlier promise would still count, and there's no way Samantha could allow that.
"D-Don't blame him, dad, he—"
But Mr. White didn't have any intentions of listening to her 'excuses' at all, and glared at his eldest daughter in disappointment. "You're defending him now?! Do you even realize what he has done? To sleep with not just Emilia, but you as well… no, it's shameful to think you allowed it! Is that not the worst kind of betrayal to your own sister?!"
Although his rage confirmed the fact that he had believed all of her lies, Samantha still couldn't help but cringe slightly at the words coming out of her father's mouth. "Uh, it—it's not cheating…"
"How the hell not?! Does Emilia even know?"
Suddenly, a vicious gleam entered the man's eyes. "That's right! She has to know. I have to let her know right away, so she can be disillusioned with this bastard who would go even for his own girlfriend's older sister—"
Samantha couldn't help but be slightly exasperated. She had wanted to get it all over with in one go, but her father just kept on making things more difficult for himself. "DAD! Listen to me first before you go on a rant, okay? Not only does Emilia know, she was also there!"
"Huh?"
"I mean, the three of us, uh, did it together."
Mr. White stared at Samantha blankly for a while, and the girl waited nervously for the 'explosion' that was sure to come.
It was only a few minutes later that she realized that her father had fainted with his eyes still open, and in a sitting position.
She couldn't be blamed for not realizing it sooner, since Samantha had never thought such a thing was even possible.
The girl couldn't help but sigh as she picked up a glass of water before pouring some into her hand. "Sorry dad, but it's better for you to go through it all at once, I guess."
Mr. White sputtered indignantly as he woke up from his daze, only then realizing that it was not a nightmare, and what he heard was certainly true.
He had always known that Emilia was a little naïve, and could easily be deceived. That was why he had been trying to arrange someone suitable for her, after all.
But he never thought that his eldest daughter was even worse. To think that she would do something like this… his disappointment was immeasurable.
However, regardless of what happened, he still had to protect his daughters from that beast!
The man completely ignored the water on his face as he gave Samantha a stony stare. "Randy definitely has to die! And you, you have to support your sister in making sure she forgets him without too much trauma. I believe you can do at least that much to repent, right?"
Samantha coughed. "B-Before you make such hasty decisions, listen to the full story first, alright?"
Mr. White's enraged face instantly turned pale from fright. "T-Th-There's more?"
Samantha almost giggled, but managed to hold herself back. Hopefully, her father won't be too traumatized. But well, thinking that he still tried to do this after how horribly Emilia's previous fiancé had treated her, he had it coming.
Since there was no 'subtle' way to make him realize it, Samantha knew that her next statement would have to be straightforward and blunt. But she couldn't be 'too direct' either, or it would seem too unnatural for her.
Thinking about it, she decided it was best to 'tell him' how it happened, rather than just 'what happened', though it would surely disgust him more.
And so, Samantha spent the next few minutes describing a few fake 'details' from their supposed threesome, despite Mr. White's numerous protests.
By the time she was done, her father had stopped trying to even interrupt her, because he also realized that her 'focus' in the story had completely shifted in an even worse direction, if that was possible.
But he couldn't even mention it, for fear of making her realize it if she hadn't.
Unfortunately, his fears came true, because Samantha seemed to have already realized 'it'. "You understand, right?"
"I-I don't know what you're talking about?"