What I’m about to tell you, you must never repeat to anyone. Quite simply, at her young and sensitive age, a corpse felt filthy to her. Fujiko couldn’t bring herself to approach him. He looked like he was sleeping, but the expression on his face was different than a living human’s. But this disillusionment had much more to do with the way she’d let her own fantasy grow out of control, and while she felt no fear, a corpse was still a corpse. She had grown up so much since his death that of course he would look that way to her now. Unlike the brother in her memories, his body looked weak and frail. Inside a glass case laid her brother’s corpse. What she saw inside was a horrific sight for a young girl just about to enter middle school. A cold draft came from the gap in the door, but she was surprised to see that there was no sign of dust, indicating that the room had been used recently. Her mother took out an old key, and used it to open the basement door. She’d been curious enough to try going down there several times, but the entrance had always been locked. She had many questions, but instead of answering them, her mother took her hand wordlessly and brought her down to the basement of the family mansion.įujiko had never been inside the basement, because she had always been told it was forbidden. The rest of the family never talked about him because they were very sad, right? He got really good grades, but he died in an unfortunate accident, right? The whole family loved brother, didn’t they? Her mother’s cold words seemed incredibly strange to Fujiko Eto. Especially now that your pathetic, useless brother failed and died! It was there where the customs of her family ensured that she learned the truth about her brother.įujiko, you must become the head of the Eto family. For this reason, she was sent to the prestigious Constant Magical Academy. But in her case, the delusion was shattered in a brutal fashion when she was still a sensitive young girl.
Eventually, those recollections of her brother began to mix with her ideas about the perfect man, and an image of the strong, cool, and kind brother was born in her mind.Įveryone embellishes their past in this way, and it never causes problems so long as the fantasies stay beneath the surface. She even began to come up with new memories that fit the narrative she’d made in her mind.
She began to spend a lot of time reminiscing about him, and it wasn’t long before every wonderful memory of the past became connected to her brother. When her brother died, she’d only just grown old enough to understand the world around her.
Of course, that alone wouldn’t be enough to make the memories so vivid. He would do his best to put up with all of her bratty little demands and tantrums, and he always put her needs above his own. He was the sort of brother who’d give her anything she wanted. He was much older than her, and so he doted upon his little sister. Her earliest memories were filled with her brother, and little else. Front Image1 Front Image2 Front Image3 Character Table of ContentsĤ - The Rage of the Student Council President