I grabbed the torn rope and threw it at the three of them. As if thrusting their committed sins at them.

  "Uncle. Do you think it's okay to do this kind of thing? You're an adult, so you know, right? This is called 'abuse'."

  Hit where it hurt, their faces turned red visibly. It was amusing to watch.

  "Don't give me that cheeky talk for a brat!"

  Enraged, Uncle made a fist and closed in on me. Resorting to violence when he ran out of words. Well, he's that kind of person. Even so, he's slow. What is this punch that looks like a fly could stop on it? Was I suffering from something like this until now?

  Dodging the approaching fist by a hair's breadth, I slipped into his guard, grabbed his extended arm, and threw him.

  Uncle spun around and was slammed onto the floor back-first. He has a stupid look on his face, not understanding what happened. This is Mom's throwing technique. It requires almost no strength.

  Uncle, who stood up staggeringly, had already lost his earlier vigor. He must have finally sensed that I wasn't my usual self. With this, he probably won't punch me recklessly anymore.

  "I don't think sudden violence is good. Let's talk first."

  "Talk, you say?"

  To Aunt who was surprised, I intentionally raised the corners of my mouth and said with insults loaded.

  "That's right. I'm saying I'll teach you the depth of your sins."

  "Cheeky mouth! Have you forgotten the debt of gratitude for letting you live in this house!?"

  Uncle, who was flustered and indignant, was so comical I couldn't help it. Since he's doing it knowingly, the thickness of his skin deserves an Academy Award.

  "What debt of gratitude. Don't make me laugh. Even though you're thieves snatching my parents' inheritance using my child support as an excuse."

  Told so, Uncle and Aunt's mouths gaped open and wouldn't close. That's it. I wanted to see those stupid faces.

  "Why... How do you know that!?"

  "Didn't you chat proudly about it late one night sometime?"

  "Impossible! That was right after your parents died, surely when you were six! There's no way you could know!"

  "I know it. I can."

  If I wish, I can access all memories. What a truly wonderful power.

  "Well, fine. If you take care of me properly, I can let you have that money."

  Hearing that, Uncle and Aunt sighed in relief. Are these guys fine as long as the money is safe? Despising them from the bottom of my heart, I continued.

  "Since you receive compensation called a huge amount of money, you should have the obligation to raise me properly in exchange. Isn't that right?"

  "A, ah. That's right."

  "Yes. Right."

  The two answered inarticulate. Of course. Because—. I shouted with welling anger.

  "And yet! You didn't fulfill that obligation at all! On the contrary, this treatment!"

  I lifted my shirt and exposed the painful scars remaining all over my body. Thanks to these guys, I can't even change clothes in front of others during PE.

  "Look. These bruises, wounds, and burn marks! Why do you do such things? Did your hearts not ache at all!?"

  The two frowned awkwardly and fell silent. Naturally. Because they have no words to return. Ken was watching our situation timidly.

  "No matter how much I cried, screamed, or apologized, neither Uncle nor Aunt ever stopped. Rather, you enjoyed it, didn't you? I'll say it clearly. You are the worst scum."

  Veins popped on both of their foreheads. It's easy to see they are irritated by the fact that they are being mocked and talked down to this extent by a child. To think there's no color of reflection at all even at this stage. I'm amazed from the bottom of my heart. I sighed and admonished them in a cold tone.

  "Now then, don't you have anything to say?"

  Of course, what I seek is one thing. However, the two seemed intended to remain silent to the end. Since it couldn't be helped, I decided to play my trump card.

  "Hey. Is it okay to stay silent? Shall I make the fact of abuse public to the world? There are plenty of ways, you know? Then, what will happen to your social credibility?"

  "We were wrong..."

  "I'm sorry..."

  Although not sincere, hearing the words I finally desired, my resentment lowered just a little bit. However, the wounds I received were too deep to forgive with just a single word of apology.

  "You finally apologized. But, I will absolutely never forgive you."

  "You! Getting carried away just because we humbled ourselves—"

  "Shut up."

  When I released killing intent as if to say I'd kill him with just a glance, Uncle got scared and choked on his words. His face is turning pale like a ghost. Small fry among small fries. After all, a guy who bullies the weak and indulges in pleasure is probably only this level. Why was I afraid of such a guy? It really becomes ridiculous.

  "Listen. If you don't want it exposed to those around you, improve your treatment right now. At least make it average."

  These guys who were completely frightened seemed unable to say anything. I urged them strengthening my tone.

  "Your answer?"

  "O, okay!"

  Pathetic guy. Aunt, who always has a look of mocking people, is also like this. Thinking I'll retaliate a little more, I say it with a sneer.

  "That's right. Don't worry, I'll do housework as before. Aunt, even though you stay home all the time, you can't even do housework properly alone, right?"

  Hit on the mark, Aunt turned bright red and looked down. Uncle and Aunt were already ruined. Satisfied for now after saying what I wanted to say to the two, I decided to change the target to the guy looking around restlessly beside them.

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  "Ken."

  "Y, yesh!"

  I almost burst out laughing. This guy who usually bosses me around said "Y, yesh!". The pathetic appearance of his parents must have affected him quite a bit. While floating a gentle smile from the outside, I approached him slowly.

  "Was it fun using me like a slave all the time?"

  "Whoa! D, don't come near me!"

  This guy, showing his true colors, resorted to violence immediately after all. This part is inherited from his parents. Of course, it was a fist far inferior even compared to Uncle's. No need to dodge this.

  I kicked up my leg on the spot and hit Ken's fist. Just with that, this guy flinched easily. I closed in to the distance where I could touch this frightened guy, and as a return gift, I gave him an aimed liver blow.

  I brought my face close to the ear of Ken, who was suffering so much he couldn't even writhe around, and lectured him in a whisper.

  "Like this. Being hit hurts. It's painful. You understand now, right? I think you should know people's pain more."

  Ken just nodded repeatedly like a small animal. Heeh. Being a child, he's much more honest than his parents. But, I won't forgive him yet. This guy has other crimes.

  "Also. Isn't there something you have to say?"

  "W, what would that be?"

  While smiling wryly inwardly at Ken who suddenly started being polite again, I stated clearly.

  "Like about today. Why don't you apologize to your mother properly?"

  "No, th-th-that is..."

  To Ken acting extremely suspicious, I threatened with a voice fully loaded with menace.

  "Come on, say it. Who scattered things in my room today? Who hit me with loads of airsoft gun bullets and water balloons? Who was supposed to clean the room?"

  Ken was half-crying, and confessed while sweating like a waterfall.

  "H, hii! I'm sorry! It's me! I did everything~~!"

  Satisfied with that reply, I turned to Aunt.

  "Did you hear? Aunt. The bad one is Ken. I didn't do anything."

  It was important for me, but it seemed to be something that didn't matter anymore for Aunt. She, who turned even paler watching the exchange between me and Ken, said accusingly while trembling.

  "As if you suddenly gained wisdom! What on earth are you!? Creepy! You monster!"

  Monster. It's the first time I've been called that. But it's unexpected.

  "Monster? Which one. Aren't you guys the ones like monsters wearing human skin? Huh?"

  I glanced at Ken as if seeking agreement. That seemed too scary. Finally clinging to his mother's knees, Ken lost himself and started crying loudly.

  "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"

  Looking down at Ken sobbing miserably, I told him with mockery.

  "I'll return the words you said exactly as they were. Weakling."

  Well, this much retaliation on this guy should be enough. This guy is still small, and had innocent parts. Unlike his parents, there is room for reform, so I think I can forgive him.

  At that moment, a huge impact suddenly ran through the back of my head.

  My vision shook violently. By the time I wondered what happened, I had hit the floor face first. Shaking my dizzy head, I managed to look up. The figure of Uncle, breathing heavily with a demonic expression, was reflected. His eyes are bloodshot. I see. Did he hit me from behind with an ornament that was nearby?

  "Heh! Serves you right! Because you got carried away! You damn brat!"

  My brain is shaken and I can't stand up. Taking advantage of that, he got carried away and kicked me over and over again.

  "Come on! You help too!"

  "Yeah! Stay away a bit! Ken!"

  Aunt, who moved her son aside, also joined, becoming a lynching state.

  "Die! Die!"

  "Drop dead! Monster!"

  While my small body was kicked like a ball, my heart hurt to death. Because I felt absolutely no hesitation. These guys intend to kill me. At least, they think it doesn't matter if I die by mistake. That was unbearably sad.

  I stiffened my body and waited patiently for my brain to recover. If I concentrate only on defense, such amateur kicks won't easily become fatal wounds. Estimating the time when I could move, I clung to Uncle's leg aiming for the moment he kicked. Using that as a support, I managed to stand up.

  Immediately punching his groin, I took distance from Uncle who was in pain. While suffering from pain, Uncle still tries to attack me. But that was it. When I glared at them sharply, the two's movements stopped like bronze statues.

  I sighed and looked down at my unreliable body. I was covered in blood all over. Warm human blood. That is flowing in this body.

  Raising my head, I glared at Uncle and Aunt again. In contrast, what are these guys. Decent blood doesn't run through these guys.

  I never intended to forgive them, but I intended to let them off with just improving the treatment. I felt like the last hoop of conscience I had barely left finally came off.

  Numerous memories of abuse that had accumulated without a single leak in the world of memory. When I obtained power, it seems they were released together. I finally understood the reason why "Me" said not to use the power.

  Current me doesn't seem to be able to endure anymore. I hate everyone and anyone, and I feel like I'm going crazy since a while ago. The cruelty and violence carved into these guys try to wrap me up and dominate me at once. I could no longer resist.

  Fine. Let's surrender myself to this feeling.

  At that moment, "Me's" clinging voice was heard.

  (No! You won't be able to return to normal!)

  Ah. I see. Since I'm using the ability now, hearts can communicate even in reality.

  Hey. The other "Me". Thank you for trying desperately to stop me. I usually forget, but thank you for always being by my side.

  (Don't. Don't say things like a farewell.)

  I'm already tired.

  (Yu...)

  If I become no good, I'll give this body to you then.

  (Don't say such things. Without you, there's no meaning for me to exist. I am here to support you, you know?)

  I see. Then, sorry. Sorry for being a child who doesn't listen.

  (Yu! Yu! Answer me! Please!)

  ————Let's go.

  There's no need to hold back against guys like this! Right!?

  "Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Violence again like that! Are you capable of only that?"

  "Hii!"

  "Aaah!"

  Kukuku. If you're so scared, you shouldn't have laid a hand on me from the beginning.

  "Enough. If that's your intention, I have an idea too."

  The emotion of hatred pushes my back. Pushes me to do it. Glancing to the side, Ken had already fainted, perhaps from shock. Good. It's happier not to see something like this.

  (No way...! Stop, anything but that!)

  Lenks. I'll borrow the technique I received.

  [Rebellion]

  Defy gravity and slam them into the ceiling.

  Uncle and Aunt's bodies begin to float into the air in the blink of an eye.

  "Uwaaaaaaa!"

  "Kyaaaaaaa!"

  Without hesitation, I made them crash into the ceiling. Their screams like death agonies echo throughout the room. At that moment, I cut the ability and drop them to the floor. Once they hit the floor, I use [Rebellion] again to pull them up.

  Like that, I slammed them into the floor and ceiling alternately, over and over again. Listening to their crying and screaming voices, I felt my empty vengeance being filled.

  "Hahaha! This is retribution! You raised this hatred! You strangled your own necks!"

  Strangely, tears flow. Even though it should be fun. Is there no need to go this far? If I retaliate this much, aren't I the same as Uncle and them? Such doubts cross my mind.

  But, I can't stop my hands anymore. Can't stop.

  (Stop already! I know. You are a kind person. That's why your heart is so painful!)

  No! The hatred won't stop! It echoes loudly in my head to destroy everything!

  Using a strong ability like [Rebellion] many times seemed to be impossible after all. Soon, the limit was exceeded. Like a dam breaking, a vast amount of information flows into my head at once. My head is splitting!

  "UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—!"

  Yu! Pull yourself together!

  Looking around, the 'World of Heart' where I live was raging like I had never seen before. In the world that should be pitch black usually, a huge flow made of white light like the Milky Way has arisen. And it was a terrifying torrent.

  The power is running out of control. As expected, he couldn't handle it completely. I have to stop it quickly! Yu is suffering!

  I tried desperately to stop the flow. But I was too powerless. In the vast 'World of Heart', with my power being merely one element, holding back a small flow was the best I could do. No! I can't hold it back!

  Eventually, everywhere was swallowed by the torrent, and I could only stand there. I can only pray now.

  Please! Someone! Someone stop the flow! At this rate, Yu will really break!

  Just as I was about to be swallowed by despair—it was that moment.

  Through Yu's eyes, I saw the window glass of the room shatter spectacularly. What jumped in vigorously was the familiar blond figure. When he came, a miracle happened. The flow that was swelling so violently gradually began to show calmness.

  When I realized, the 'World of Heart' had completely returned to the original pitch-black space.

  Stopped...?

  Then, Yu fainted as if his strength drained away, and instead I came out to the surface world. Recognizing me, he showed a relieved smile.

  "Phew. Good grief. That was dangerous. Made it in the nick of time."

  I had never felt him so dependable.

  "Lenks..."

  "Yo. Sorry I'm late. I came to save you."

  "Is Yu... saved...?"

  As if to reassure me who was full of anxiety, he smiled brightly and nodded.

  "Yeah. Though it was barely. For now, I cut the link with memories and put him to sleep inside, so check it."

  Told so, I peeked into the 'World of Heart', and saw Yu sleeping with a peaceful face, knowing nothing.

  Yu was saved. Lenks saved him.

  "Sniff... Thank goodness... Really, thank goodness..."

  From relief, I collapsed crying on the spot. He placed his hand gently on my head as I sobbed loudly, and stroked me gently as if soothing me.

  Only at times like this, there was no lewdness at all.

  "I'll protect you guys as much as possible. Because it's a promise—with Yuna."