Wayward Concern [Part 1]

“You noticed Minato?”

The household gathered within the mansion’s west wing after they cleared all of the individuals out of the constructing.

“Mina-nee‘s doppelganger was there!”

“Huh?”

“Hm?”

What got here out of William’s mouth when he tried to clarify the happenings turned out to be a very doubtful occult story.

Melsa and Leonard unconsciously leaked their disappointment upon listening to this considerably anticlimactic account.

“Are you positive you weren’t mistaken?”

It was mentioned that three individuals on the planet shared the identical face.

This wasn’t Japan.

Furthermore, Tanaka Minato reincarnated shortly after the entire Tanaka household was annihilated within the earthquake.

There was no manner Minato may very well be right here.

“That was… actually me.” Nonetheless surrounded by the cats, Emma muttered with a small, quivering voice. She nonetheless appeared frightened regardless that she was already residence. Seeing her like this, the cats didn’t dare to go away her aspect.

“ “She gained’t.” ”

Though neither Leonard nor Melsa had any particular proof, they gave the anxious William a constructive reply with a agency tone to reassure him. They might by no means let their daughter die so simply.

“R-Proper. Thank goodness, Nee-sama. The whole lot’s alright!”

“Isn’t that nice, Emma?”

William and George patted their chests in aid upon listening to their mother and father’ reply. If it weren’t a doppelganger, that might imply they weren’t dealing with an unsalvageable superstition the place Emma would die upon seeing it, however an opponent they may nonetheless struggle in opposition to. At any fee, it was as much as them to consider in that fantasy or not.

“However… if that’s… Minato…”

Emma’s voice was nonetheless shaking. When she solid down her eyes, trying very insecure, Koumei licked her cheeks as if to say, “It’s alright.”

“Meowww?”

The second Emma noticed Joanna, the very first thing that got here to her thoughts was “doppelganger”. Perhaps it was additionally as a result of she was at the moment at that age.

Ah, I’ll die… Emma thought.

However, even when Emma’s physique was trembling, the ideas in her head had been unusually clear and so they had been repeatedly spinning round totally different potentialities.

She couldn’t let go of one of many many hypotheses she had give you.

‘The scariest and most painful risk…

…If I grow to be the pretend one, and the Holy Maiden Joanna is the true one…’