CH 3

The season was spring.

The Chevalie family’s courtyard.

Glittering water danced around the white goddess statue. It was said that the newly made fountain was completed today.

This. This goddess statue. It’s the fountain where Iris was drowned by Nigel…

The scene she saw in the game came to her mind vividly, and Iris stiffened. She really liked the despairing face of the Villainess Iris, but she couldn’t smile when she thought that she would be like that.

“Right? It’s nice, yeah? Father and I thought about it together hoping that it would make Iris feel better. It seems that the rare black iris will bloom soon.”

Iris was taken aback by Nigel’s innocent smile. With a shallow exhale, she finally smiles back. However, her smile was clearly strained.

“Iris?”

“I-it’s lovely.”

Someone praise me for not letting my voice crack, Iris thought.

I don’t want to have tea looking at the place where I’ll die.

For the time being, she nodded and the bell on her neck chimed.

As though she was a cat.

She thought it was annoying, but for the time being she kept that to herself. It was Iris’ father who placed this choker on his baby girl. Her mother gleefully wore an even more luxurious choker, a clear symbol of father’s love. Iris, who grew up watching it, was also happy to wear it.

She didn’t notice it until now, but it was like a mark of ownership.