My Dream is to Get My Own House - Chapter 97

Episode 97

As if my mind was going crazy, my head started spinning. 

Suddenly, I found myself inside the Million Theater.

“The Million Theater!” 

Is this to show me how I looked on the day of my disappearance?

The theater was filled with Avigail members. 

Instinctively, I knew it. 

All of this was the memory of the past, or rather, the memories of the lost Diana. 

The ruined theater had a giant emblem of <Red Castle> on it.

Boom! With a loud noise, all kinds of bombs were exploding wildly.

“Find Lady Diana!”

“She must be captured alive!”

Members of <Red Castle> wearing black masks were searching for me. 

“But why me?” 

From the box seats of the theater, I saw Diana, crying while being tightly embraced by a large woman. 

Ilina seemed relatively calm as she hid in the box seats.

Father seemed to have disappeared for a long time. 

In the box seats, little Diana’s voice, mixed with tantrums, naturally flowed out.

“Baby, it’s tough now.”

“Let’s go home quickly, Mommy!”

So, this was Diana. So, this was the memory of “me.” 

And Ilina Sared, whom I saw in the portrait… 

“Our baby, do you remember that brother who we used to secretly visit?”

“Yes!”

“When you count to ten thousand at that house, Mommy will come to pick you up.”

“But Mommy, I’m scared to go alone…”

Whenever she pouted like that, Mom would always nod her head. 

But this time, it was different. 

She looked sternly, pushing her shoulder away. 

“You have to go. From here, run in a straight line all the way down.”

“Mom, I’m scared…”

“You have to go.”

Right at that moment, the door of the box seats creaked and opened with a low sound. 

A member of <Red Castle> without a mask was looking this way and smiling.

“Oh, you were hiding here.”

“When I say nicely, leave.”

He took slow steps, mockingly. 

“Why should I do that?”

“If you come any closer, I might kill you.”

“Ilina Sared. I know you’ve taken poison. You have no power left now.”

“Yeah, the traitor of the family poisoned me.”

“Haha, did you know? Then hand over Lady Diana quietly now.”

“Shut your mouth.”

A tense confrontation was unfolding.

“Why do you even want my daughter? Is it because of her inherent purification power?”

“Just for her purification power?”

Ilina blocked the way in front of young Diana and murmured with fierce eyes.

“Then what is the reason you keep targeting my daughter?”

The man, who was assumed to be a member of <Red Castle>, continued to taunt.

“Why should I tell you the reason? Now, let’s stop the boring banter and get down to business.”

The man drew a sword covered in black aura. Diana instinctively hid behind Ilina and tightly grabbed her clothes. 

And at that moment, when Ilina gasped for breath and let her guard down, the man laughed and was about to taunt again.

Was it an act of infusing the last bit of life force?

Ilina clasped Diana’s hand and recited a short incantation. 

Suddenly, little Diana’s body floated about 2 cm above the ground. 

At that moment, the male figure with indistinct features narrowed his eyes and shouted, “Damn, were you hiding your power, Ilina Sared-!”

Ilina didn’t reply. 

Instead, she gently caressed her daughter’s head and softly said, “I love you, our baby.” 

However, her hand couldn’t reach Diana. 

She disappeared in an instant.

And then, the background changed. 

Around Diana, an old, rundown mansion came into view. 

Diana wiped her tears and crawled into a hole in the wall. 

Inside the mansion, a boy who had been staring blankly at empty space tilted his head curiously. 

He had black hair, red eyes, and even an expression that was cool yet incredibly tender, just like someone I knew.

I widened my eyes and looked at him. 

Diana rushed into the house, seemingly familiar with the place, and shouted, “There were bombs exploding at the theater!”

“Was it a terrorist attack?”

“Yeah, baby. You have to count to ten thousand. Stay with me until then!”

“Sure, sure.”

Unlike Diana, the boy with red eyes seemed to sense that something was off. 

He looked at the empty space cautiously, then suddenly shifted his gaze to the pocket that had popped out. 

His voice, trying to soothe Diana, sounded strangely familiar.

At that moment, the boy glanced at Diana and hesitated as he searched her pocket. 

“Huh? What’s this? A marriage pledge?”

“Hmm?”

“Ah, I see. Who are you getting married to?”

“Yeah! With my brother!”

“What?”

“I’ll sign it here! After counting to ten thousand, when Mom comes to pick us up, I’ll tell her I want to marry my brother!”

When Diana confidently declared this, the boy was taken aback, his eyes widening. 

Suddenly, he looked as if he might vomit, feeling dizzy.

* * *

As I regained my senses, I was on a bed.

“We need to remove Ilina’s portrait right away. Immediately.”

“Yes. We should check if she has received any curses…”

The noise from the Saboia family members next to me was too much for me to handle.

“Quiet down, Claude.”

Claude’s eyes widened, and he stopped moving.

What, what is this? Why am I treating him like a slave?

If Claude gets angry, what will I do?

However, Claude was different, as expected.

“That behavior just now… You’ve regained some of your memories, my lady!”

Claude firmly grasped my hand with his soft eyes.

…Indeed, he was different.

He had been a voluntary servant.

Moreover, how did he notice that my memories had partially returned?

I nodded my head and replied, “A little has come back.”

It was the day of the theater terrorist attack.

I recalled my mother’s desperate face.

She was trying her best to protect me.

As I recalled my mother’s desperate efforts to save me, tears welled up in my eyes. 

But there was no time to cry. 

I whispered while looking at Duke Saboia with a moved expression, “I was the ultimate goal of <Red Castle>.”

Speculatively, it seemed to be due to some ability other than my purification power. 

When I uttered these words, my family members became furious. 

“What? What are you talking about!”

“They were trying to kidnap me on the day of the Million Theater terrorist attack. They staged the terror act to capture me.”

“Why would they want to kidnap you?”

“I don’t know the reason.”

When silence fell in the theater, Claude chuckled softly, “I’ll torture the garbage family of <Red Castle> and the orphanage director to find out the reason for the terror.”

He was definitely becoming more and more eccentric. 

‘Garbage family, is he talking about the Lorelei family rotting away in prison?’

Duke Saboia added, “Those people burning in hell?”

“Huh?”

“Why did they only burn in Hell? They should have been burned for real!”

A muffled voice from afar murmured, “Stop…”

It meant something like, “Stop the crazy show.”

I pressed my forehead and murmured, “Where are they now, those people?”

“Oh, darling! Don’t even think about forgiveness.”

“No, when I think about it, I get angry. I want to execute those damn families.”

Now that I think about it, I haven’t hit anyone yet. 

I needed to obtain evidence from those who tried to kill me with the help of <Red Castle>. 

Claude said with a bright smile, “Don’t worry! They are rotting in prison! You can go right away!”

And after getting rid of them…

I had to find ‘that boy’ who kept appearing in the awakening visions.

“I can’t remember his face well. Black hair… and I’m sure his eye color…”

Wait, what was his eye color?

I’m certain I saw it.

Strangely, his face was blurry as if only his features were masked.

The memories about him seemed intentionally distorted and erased.

I instinctively realized that I had to find out who that boy was, the one I met that day.

It would be a key to fully recovering my memories.

Furthermore, it might provide hints about the terror that <Red Castle> carried out that day.

“Do you know the friend I sent the marriage pledge to when I was five years old?”

But at that moment, the door opened promptly.

Dylan, the illegal resident of this house and the public enemy of the men in the house, appeared.

“Marriage pledge, you say?”

“Yes?”

“With whom exactly…”

His expression was immensely shocking.

Dylan’s red eyes narrowed with appeal.

“I will destroy it right away, so please tell me about the appearance and details of the pledge.”

Claude also interjected, “What? Marriage pledge?”

“M-Marriage pledge?” Mung Mungi cried out, baring sharp fangs.

“Stop! Stop!”

Duke Saboia covered her mouth with wide eyes.

“How can there be two marriage partners for a five-year-old?”

Wait a minute.

Did my marriage pledge at the age of five cause such a big commotion in the family?