Time Healer Ceres - Chapter 5

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“…What was that?”
“That’s Seres, isn’t it?”
“I still have goosebumps on my arms.”
It was only after some time that the three maids managed to speak, their eyes still fixed on the spot where Seres had vanished, their minds thoroughly scattered.
What in the world had they just witnessed?
Would anyone believe them if they told this to others?
And of all people—it was Seres?
“E… e, e! Kyaahhh!”
“Why, why…? Gasp!”
“What, what is this!”
One maid shrieked, and the other two, startled by the scream, could only stare wide-eyed.
“Oh, the clothes!”
“Kyahhh!”
“What on earth is happening!”
There was something wrong with the state of the clothes in the basin.
They had been perfectly fine just moments ago—why had the color changed like this?
The three maids could only scream and shriek as they gazed upon the garments, their original hue bleached away to a sickly yellow beyond recognition.
Chapter 2. The One Who Reverses Time
Bang!
“Sister!”
Seres, who had been spending a leisurely afternoon, saw Antonien burst urgently into the room and slowly rose from her bed.
“Sister, what on earth have you done…!”
“Little sister.”
Come here, come here.
“…?”
Seres, who had been performing the role of a tender older sister with her warm expression and gentle gestures, tilted her head in confusion.
‘Why has she suddenly lost her mind like that?’
“Come here quickly.”
“…Okay.”
She watched the girl approach with a look as though she had been entranced by some spell.
The moment they drew close enough that she need only reach out to touch her.
Pinch!
“Ah… aaahhh!”
“It seems my dear little sister has completely forgotten the most basic courtesy.”
“Ow! It hurts!”
“What should one do before entering someone else’s room?”
“It hurts! It hurts!”
“Answer.”
“K, knock!”
“You know it well.”
Only then did Seres release Antonien’s cheek.
Antonien stumbled backward, cradling her stinging cheek with both hands.
‘Is she completely insane?’
Antonien made no effort to hide her bewilderment as she recalled Seres, who had never even playfully laid a hand on her before, let alone pinched her cheek.
Does one’s personality really change like this when they lose their memory?
“So?”
“…”
“What business brings you here?”
“…”
“Hmm, it seems my little sister has no intention of answering your elder sister’s questions. Is it tasty? Are you ignoring your sister?”
“No, no!”
Antonien, who had been dazed for a moment, quickly shook her head as she saw Seres’s hands stretching toward her again.
“What did you do?”
“Do? What do you mean?”
“You bothered Aunt’s maids!”
“Hmm?”
‘Has news of that already spread? That was fast.’
‘But still.’
Why had this girl come running as though some great calamity had occurred?
“Touch her? I never did any such thing.”
“You didn’t?”
“I didn’t.”
“Sigh, right. It couldn’t have been you. Dousing someone with water like that……”
“I did douse her with water, though.”
“…What?”
“She kept whining so much about wanting her laundry done that I thought I’d show her some kindness.”
“Wh, what?”
“I probably should have soaped her down too, come to think of it.”
Seres clicked her tongue with genuine regret, and Antonien’s mouth fell open.
“Wh, what are you saying right now? Are you telling me that’s actually true?”
The commotion had erupted just moments ago, starting from her aunt’s quarters.
‘Eeeek! What is this! My clothes!’
‘That would be, madam……’
‘What happened! Why are all my dresses like this!’
‘I’m terribly sorry! I’m terribly sorry!’
‘No no no! And this Dress I worked so hard to acquire!’
The shrill screams had echoed through the entire Mansion. All of her aunt’s clothes that had been laid out for washing were ruined.
They were so badly deteriorated—as though they’d been packed away in a storage room for over twenty years—that they couldn’t possibly be salvaged.
The servants rushed to report the matter to Seres, and when Antonien heard the news, she had come running straight here.
‘I didn’t believe it.’
Even hearing that her sister had doused the servants with water, she couldn’t bring herself to believe it.
Her mind had been a bit scattered lately, but surely she wouldn’t go so far as to do something like that?
This time too, she was convinced the servants were slandering Seres.
They’d often pinned their own mistakes on Seres before, who had nothing to do with any of it.
Each time, Seres could only stand there without properly defending herself, just weeping silently.
“You really did touch them?”
“Touch them? I’m telling you I never did. Are they saying I did?”
A deep smile played across Seres’s lips.
‘I need to corner one of them and have a proper conversation. They got off pretty light, all things considered.’
That casual composure made Antonien’s insides burn black with frustration.
She stamped her foot desperately.
“Why would you do something like that!”
“Do what?”
“Why did you douse them with water!”
“To do their laundry.”
“Sister!”
‘Is she seriously offering that as an excuse?’
Laundry—what was with all this talk of laundry since before?
“I can hear you fine even when you speak quietly, little brother.”
“Aunt is very angry!”
Seeing her sister so utterly composed, unlike herself, Antonien felt a dull ache bloom behind her eyes.
Her mind was already in turmoil, and now with Seres acting like this, she felt like she was losing her grip on sanity.
And her headache reached its peak with Seres’s next words.
“So?”
“Wh, so what? Aunt is angry, I’m telling you?”
“So what does that have to do with me?”
‘What am I supposed to do about it?’
“Should I go perform some act to soothe her temper?”
‘I’m not particularly talented at that sort of thing.’
“That’s not it!”
Antonien let out an exasperated cry.
It was Seres, more than anyone, who had been so concerned about their aunt’s moods and afraid of her.
When their aunt was in a poor humor, she was the one who wouldn’t even leave her room.
But now……
“Were those clothes really that expensive?”
‘…Is she laughing right now?’
Watching Seres giggle so openly, Antonien’s mind reeled in confusion.
‘Is this really our sister?’
“Anyway, just be careful.”
Though she had no idea what was really going on, Antonien decided to offer some advice anyway.
With her sister’s memory gone, she’d been trying desperately to avoid giving the aunt any openings—and yet things kept spiraling beyond her control.
“Hmm.”
Seres regarded her with a slightly curious gaze.
‘She still worries about me, even though I’m her sister.’
Having lost her parents in childhood and now barely remembering their faces, Seres found the concept of family itself almost alien.
‘A younger sister.’
The feeling was peculiar.
‘Though there’s something else…’
Another question nagged at her.
“If the aunt is in a bad mood, why do I need to be careful?”
Didn’t that seem backward to anyone?
If this aunt was the type to take her mood out on her nieces as targets for venting—
“How amusing.”
“A-amusing? What’s amusing about this?! Don’t say ridiculous things—please, just look after yourself!”
“Why?”
“What?”
“Why do I need to look after myself?”
“It’s because—!”
“Because?”
“…Sigh. You’ll understand in time.”
Antonien had been about to say more, but in the end she swallowed her words with a heavy sigh.
‘There she goes again.’
What was it with this child that she held back so much?
She’d been the same way since they first met—always trailing off mid-sentence.
“Stay cautious until the aunt’s anger passes.”
Antonien turned to leave, her final warning delivered with weight.
“…Hm?”
But her step faltered before she’d even left the room.
When she’d hurried in just moments earlier, she’d been too preoccupied to notice, but now—
Tap.
‘…What is this?’
One step, then another.
Antonien moved cautiously, her eyes sharp with confusion as she examined the floor intently.
‘Why isn’t there any sound?’
This floor always creaked—that unsettling chorus that had become so familiar.
Not just this room either. The whole Mansion had fallen into such disrepair over the years that its boards and joints seemed to wail in protest.
‘And yet…’
Oddly enough, this room had been utterly silent.
The hallway above had been filled with that terrible groaning just moments ago—so why not here?
“What? Is there something else you want to say?”
“No… it’s nothing.”
At Seres’s questioning look—as if to ask why she hadn’t left yet—Antonien resumed walking, her eyes still troubled as she studied the floor.
Clack.
“Hmm.”
After Antonien left, Seres rose slowly from her seat and made her way to the window.
“Did I use Time Reversal too many times? The clothes looked expensive, but the reaction was stronger than I expected.”

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