Alma POV IV 4/4

I couldn ’t run away. I hated to admit it, but this guy knew a lot about Unique Skills. Perhaps the feeling that I got from him was wrong and maybe… he was a good person?

No… I am just deceiving myself. This bastard was… really a son of a bitch. I knew it just from looking at him.

He ’s those smug bastard you just want to punch in the face.

But what can I do now? I cannot resist, I am weak physically.

I cannot even fight back with magic because my parents sealed my fucking mana!

I have to obey…

Damn it.

I can ’t help but burrow my face over my pillow as I scream over it.

I am frustrated, I don ’t want to die!

But I also don ’t want to… leave my parents.

And even less stay with that weird bastard…

But I also don ’t want to let my little sister die young because of my foolishness.

But… is it even known if she has the curse? Maybe she doesn ’t have it… If that ’s the case, then she could live by herself and… not be like me.

But that Greenwood… he ’s a shady bastard.

He will probably try to convince my parents that my little sister has the curse somehow.

And… what can I even do? My parents don ’t listen to me, nor do they consider things when I ask them. They say I am still too young for talking with adults about ”adult stuff ”… so frustrating.

What can I do?

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Nothing…

Ugh.

The next day I woke up rather eagerly. I knew I was fucked up but I was still going to read more of those books.

I read the No-Attribute spell books over and over again.

Every day.

After breakfast, I continued reading.