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Everyone, thank you very much for gathering here.

Today is...

...the last meeting of this semester...

...for Seibo Maria Girls High School.

Allow me, Sumikawa Sayuri, as the president of literary club...

...to give a welcoming speech.

In fact, the purpose of this meeting is...

...the identity of the literary club, which we all share.

This is yaminabe.

As you eat what's in this yaminabe...

...you will listen to a short story.

Until this morning...

...you were asked to put your favorite ingredients in the fridge.

According to yaminabe rules...

...ingredients put inside it...

...may not be shared with anyone.

No one knows the ingredients, but me.

It is forbidden to speak as well.

Without the sound and light...

...you will carry on with your activities just like the usual.

Then the truth that we didn't know will reveal itself.

Girls in the Dark Translated by: cRosKy

Everyone, how does it taste?

Last time someone put strawberry daifuku inside.

For tonight, I also prepared a dessert.

Let's end this meeting with a delicious dessert.

Now, it's time to read a short story.

Although the theme is usually free of choice...

...for tonight, I've decided on the theme of the story that we shall read.

Tonight's short story's theme is...

...the death of Shiraishi Itsumi.

Why would Itsumi choose such a way to die?

Right under the roof of this school...

...and in the middle of a bed of flowers.

"One of us... must have killed her."

I'm also confused, why such a rumor...

...quickly spread around the school.

However,...

...each one of you...

...must have heard some stories about her death.

But you should know the truth.

Why did Itsumi had to die?

Also...

...who is her real killer?

First one to read should be you, Nitani Mirei.

Feel free to start.

The 61st regular meeting of Seibo Maria Girls High School students...

...with the theme "yaminabe and story reading" officially begins.

Human Like Sun

Studying at Seibo Maria Girls High School was my biggest hope.

This is a strictly Catholic, very elite...

...all-girl high school.

Because my family is very poor...

...I've learned as best as I could...

...and finally got the scholarship.

However...

Hey there.

Hey there.

Hey there.

Hey there.

Hey there.

However, in this school, I have no place to stay.

Everyone!

As we receive blessings and peace...

...make sure we live this sensitively, with gratitude to God.

Because God also teaches us...

...to love others as we love ourselves.

Her name is Shiraishi Itsumi.

She's the daughter of the school's director.

Everyone aspires to be like her.

Shiraishi is really perfect, right?

In the celebration of Easter and Pentecost...

...we will also organize a fundraising.

Sumikawa is also charming, isn't she?

It's like...

...Shiraishi is the sun...

...and Sumikawa is the moon.

Yes, that's true. Shiraishi Itsumi's charm is like the sun.

She illuminates the entire school.

For me, admiring a person that is in contrast of myself...

...is better than nothing.

And, in front of me, was the wish to surrender.

That's Ezra Pound, right?

The sun appeared.

Nitani Mirei.

How do you know my name?

You're the recipient of this year's scholarship, right?

As the only one who gets a scholarship...

People talk about you, you know.

You always read books, huh?

I'm the president of this school's literary club.

If you love reading books so much, would you like to come to the salon?

In this school, there is a salon that can only be accessed by special people.

And, right now, I'm in that place.

Amazing...

Yes! Welcome, the chosen one!

Welcome to our literature salon.

My name is Takaoka Shiyo, second year student.

Hello.

She's a writer.

All our club members are writers.

And we also plan to translate Kimikage Sou's great works.

Sister, about that...

I'm planning to translate it into English.

Furthermore, she is planning to translate it into Bulgarian.

She's an international student from Bulgaria.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Diana Decheba.

Oh, yes.

Great timing.

She is my partner.

A very reliable vice president.

My name is Sumikawa Sayuri.

Pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure to meet you, as well.

Oh, yes.

You must love the works of T. S. Eliot and Yeats.

I guess I'm right.

Ezra Pound's "Hugh Selwyn Mauberley".

Amazing!

You have that precious book?!

Look at it.

Do you have a moment?

I just finished baking madeleine.

Her name is Kominami Akane.

She's always in the kitchen.

Shiraishi, what are you saying?

I also regularly attend club meetings, you know!

Don't get angry!

But...

It's time for a sweet, homemade snack!

You're welcome here.

Thank you very much.

What's wrong?

It smells amazing.

You realized it?

This is the Guerlain Le Muguet Perfume.

I brought it back from France.

The perfume is still not sold in Japan.

So, for now... It's only your scent, huh?

Yes!

Let's drink tea.

How about reading Ezra Pound's work next time?

Sure.

Since Nitani just joined us...

However, if the theme is like that... What kind of snacks should be served?

She's still thinking about food!

What's wrong with that?

I'm full.

Would you like to take my share?

May I?

Of course!

Thank you for offering.

When I heard there was rum in this madeleine...

...I became drunk.

Or rather...

...intoxicated.

My daily life at this literature club is quite fun.

In the end, the parent characters here cannot stand up anymore, right?

Pulling the foot of a young woman...

...is the same as he does not acknowledge his own shortcomings.

Maybe so.

Tanizaki's unique work with his sensuality has a deeply implied meaning.

He got exposed to the energy of other male students...

Isn't that done in the name of love?

Well then, goodbye...

Teacher Hojo.

Have a good Father's Day!

Even the teacher would be reluctant to sit with us girls.

For me, as long as this place becomes my shelter...

...I don't care about the others.

However...

I am...

I understand that your family is having a hard time...

...but the part-time work is banned by the school.

If I kept my mouth shut about this, then it would make me feel burdened.

I'm really sorry.

Oh, yes.

How about this?

Itsumi sister told me that...

If you become a Shiraishi family tutor...

...then the school would not mind it.

Thank you for your hard work.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Come on in.

In that case, I'm counting on you.

Take it easy, daddy.

Right, Nitani?

I promise to do well.

Good.

Gee, Mirei!

Takaoka?!

You're a private teacher, huh?

That's the spirit!

I invited her here to translate the Kimikage Sou novel.

Because in the salon she is not able to concentrate.

Come to the room!

Right, right, right...

Correct!

Well, that's it today.

Okay!

Did you thank her?

Thank you for your hard work, Nitani.

This is a fee for your part-time work

It's too much!

I'm not a professional teacher nor a renowned university student.

It's okay, just take it.

In that case, can I repay you for the excess?

If you really want to repay it somehow...

...help the others that are in need.

Thank you.

I became a caretaker of the elderly.

I can feel that this is needed and it can make other people happy.

I also want to have a heart full of love like Itsumi.

Stop! Dad!

Stop, daddy!

Shiraishi, come in!

Get in!

After that, for a few days, she did not go to school.

Reportedly, she was in the hospital.

Shiraishi?

Are you feeling better?

Nitani...

...has it ever crossed your mind, the desire to kill someone?

I did.

There's someone I want to kill.

My father...

...was caught cheating.

I've guessed it from the strange way he was acting lately.

Then when I looked through his office...

Is it a special school handkerchief?

This aroma, from Guerlain...

Correct. Le Muguet from Guerlain.

It smells like lily flower, right?

Then...

The only one who uses this perfume...

Because she is a famous person from our school...

...then to protect her from the media...

...he's helping her in many ways.

Is it true? Is your father so authoritative?

Don't tell anyone about this.

This must be a secret between you and me.

From that day on...

...a smile that adorns her face had disappeared.

She began staring at nothingness.

Today's topic is...

...about the snack that will be sold on Easter celebrations later on.

Last year we have made a rabbit-shaped cake...

How about making a sponge cake this year?

Well, I agree!

I want us to wear a similar apron!

Sounds interesting!

And then...

...a day I will never forget arrived.

That day at school, in the middle of spring...

...we held a fundraising festival to celebrate Easter and Pentecost.

Here!

Thank you.

This one.

Shiraishi!

The cake is sold out...

- It's done! - Looks good on you.

Wow, glad to be praised!

Why are you crying?

Because...

Because I can't stand to see it.

Looking at you, experience this sad thing...

You're a good person.

I want you to accept this.

As a sign of our friendship.

Friendship?

You smell like the sun.

You also remind me of the sun.

Your smile is so bright...

...and friendly...

...and your light illuminates my heart.

Think of me.

And, always wear it.

Always keep it with you.

In the middle of the flower pots...

...Shiraishi Itsumi's body laid...

...her hand grasped the lily.

Surely, Itsumi pulled the flower from the ground...

...with all the power she had.

In order to convey who killed her.

And the culprit is... a girl smelled of lily fragrance, which is her.

The manuscript really suits you, which is straight to the point.

The way of reading is also very interesting.

Lily flower...

Your work is on Kimikage Sou, right?

Please go back to your seat, Nitani.

Then it is Kominami Akane's turn.

If so, it is time for you to tell.

"Making Almond Biscuits"

At first...

...if I can be honest, I did not like Shiraishi Itsumi.

I heard that Takaoka from class E got a call to join Shiraishi's literature club.

To be more exact, I hated her.

I'm super jealous!

I do not like anything too flashy.

From childhood I've been taught like that.

My father is the third generation owner of a Kominami Japanese Restaurant.

Therefore, though it makes me good at cooking...

...the one selected to continue the business was my brother.

Just because he is a man.

Maybe it's because I resent...

I started thinking about opening a Western restaurant.

So, today we will discuss about...

...your reviews about Shayo, by Dazai Osamu.

- Kominami. - Yes?

Your reviews are very good.

Analysis of the main character with this mother...

Really a unique approach.

- Can I recommend it to the school? - Yes.

I couldn't care less.

Because the only thing I think about is to open a Western-style restaurant.

Your name is Kominami Akane, right?

Yes, it is.

I've read how you reviewed Dazai Osamu's Shayo book.

Very interesting.

Why don't we have tea together in the literature club room?

I want to talk to you more!

No, thank you.

Come on. I just made a cake.

Is there a kitchen?

Beautiful.

Did you like it?

I want my restoration to be like this too!

Your restaurant?

In fact,...

Jang!

Beautiful!

As I was captivated by this...

...I also talked about my dreams to open a Western restaurant.

Although I did not like her in the beginning...

...because she is friendly and also, good to me...

...now I understand why she is so popular.

It got late!

I'm sorry for keeping you here until late.

Today was so much fun!

Don't hesitate to come here any time.

Okay.

Sorry!

Sorry, please let me pass!

There are a few things I know.

Fire occurred when the restaurant was closed...

So, there are no victims.

Then, the source of fire is not from the kitchen.

And that means there's a culprit behind it.

If there's something I can help with, don't hesitate to tell me.

There's one thing.

Would you allow me to join the literature club?

Of course!

By using the kitchen of the literature club salon...

...I continued to make desserts.

Because if I do that, it seems my dreams are halfway being real.

Members of literature clubs are increasing...

...and my ability to cook increased more and more.

The theme of today's meeting is...

...discussing Agate Christie's Miss Marple series.

Attention, everyone! This time I made a sweet one.

Sponge cake and poppy seed cake.

In accordance with the book we discussed, here.

Yes.

It feels great, to discuss the book while enjoying the delicious cake.

She is our new member... Nitani Mirei.

I didn't think she would be doing such a thing.

Shiraishi?

Oh, Akane.

Have you tried the cake?

Sponge cake for Easter.

You said Nitani ate your share?

I didn't know that...

...Nitani became your sister's private tutor.

To be honest, I did not want it.

Although I have repeatedly refused...

...she insisted on volunteering.

I give her the money, just because I feel bad.

It's just...

My stuff is missing.

Are you saying she's a thief?!

At first, I thought she was a pitiful child.

So, my heart was filled with compassion for her.

You shouldn't be bad towards her.

So, please don't blame her.

If you ask me not to do anything, then I won't.

What are you making?

Macaronage.

In order for the dough to not be too fluffy, you have the pop the foam.

I want to try it.

Go ahead.

Am I doing it right?

Do it softly.

You must do it like this.

Slowly, slowly and slowly...

Although you are young, you are so cute.

I feel like you're my sister.

A sister, who is a bit childish.

Maybe.

After that, Itsumi became quieter.

She was gloomy.

Thank you, Diana.

The smell of rose feels great.

This rose oil is from Bulgaria.

When supplied with a massage, sense of fatigue will be lost.

Want to listen to some music?

The music we have recently obtained from the movie, Amadeus.

Thank you.

All club members are worried about Itsumi, in their own way.

And, Itsumi also answered the treatment...

...with a cheerful look on her face.

Happy Easter!

Maybe because I still don't know her much...

Itsumi could be a smart person for using macaronage technique with other people.

As she destroys the foam of fear and dissatisfaction...

Great, all sold out!

Sister, we made it!

...she hurts herself...

...to be able to get close with the others and become friends.

However, because it is too self-destructive...

...she gets crushed under it.

Shiraishi!

You didn't go home yet?

Not yet.

Did you lose something else?

Although I forgave her for stealing other things...

...for this, I can't.

Those were my grandmother's relics.

Hair clip, huh?

Patterned with lily.

Let's call the police!

She's committing a crime!

Wait a minute.

Right now, I'm writing a letter.

Letter?

A letter to talk to her alone, about this.

Tomorrow, I will invite her to the rooftop to talk.

Can I stay with you?

No need.

If I confront her honestly...

...I'm sure she will reply with honesty.

If this problem doesn't come to the light...

...let me take care of it.

"Why was I so naive then?"

I think that's the message of her death that she was about to convey to me.

The flower shows the true nature of the culprit...

...as well as Itsumi's will to forgive the perpetrator until her death.

The soul of Itsumi met the flowers.

Thank you very much, Kominami Akane.

I had no idea that you were satirical, although as sweet as your desserts.

What an objective story, it was.

However, that is probably the true meaning of the writing process.

Looking at reality objectively...

...then pouring your words into sentences.

Then, the real feelings we didn't know becomes visible.

However,...

There is a part of the story that goes against the previous script.

If so, then...

...whose turn is it?

"Goddess of Prayer"

That summer, I saw Venus.

In a small village located in Bulgaria...

...me and my twin sister Emma grew up.

One day, Emma who worked as a tour guide...

...brought someone to stay at our house...

...that was Itsumi.

The group was led by Teacher Hojo, but he was busy with the event...

Therefore, I accompanied Itsumi to visit this beautiful tourist spot here.

Because our late mother is Japanese...

...we had no problems communicating.

And became really close friends.

Hey, would you like to swim?

Because of her pure and childish side...

...I was stunned.

And deeply hooked on her.

She emerged from the water.

Just like the famous painting of Venus being born.

As if radiated from her a glorious and pure life.

Our fun time together passed by quickly...

...and it was now time to say goodbye.

"Take it and keep it for me."

"Because someday we will meet again."

That's for sure. We must meet again.

Because her father is the director of Seibo Maria Girls High School...

...as an excellent international student, we could go to Japan.

However, since only one person can be selected...

I asked Emma to go for it.

For her, going to Japan... is something she has always dreamed of.

However, God didn't allow it.

While Emma was working as a tourist guide in Nesebar's historical sites...

...she fell from the stone stairs.

The dreams of studying abroad was now vanished.

Then, replacing Emma, I went to Japan...

Began studying here.

Since the first country I visited was Japan...

...especially studying in this school...

...I always felt at loss.

Diana!

How is it? Did you get used to it?

Let's go.

In the absence of boys in the school...

...it feels as if her grace is invincible by other female students.

Itsumi invited me to her literature club.

Because it's for her sake too, I wish I could get used to the literature club.

Do you need help?

Don't hide it.

You don't have to be embarrassed by it.

The shape is as cute as a lily, isn't it?

That is your charm point.

Wait!

At that time, I learned that...

...her family suffered from a fire.

Her dreams were shattered.

I think the burn marks are from that night.

I want her to go back to her own self again.

I understand.

Because of your kindness, you were trying...

...not to mention about the fire.

Diana.

And I'll talk about what happened next.

Despite her worsening condition...

...Itsumi still came to the salon, even though she felt tired all the time.

It was visible to see that Itsumi's body was weakening.

Like the beauty of Venus, slowly fading...

She was exposed to the poison spell of the bad witch.

Thank you, Diana.

The smell of rose feels great.

This rose oil is from Bulgaria.

When supplied with a massage, sense of fatigue will be lost.

Want to listen to some music?

The music we have recently obtained from the movie, Amadeus.

Thank you.

A second.

Suddenly I feel thirsty.

Happy Easter!

Itsumi.

So, you were here...

I'm sorry...

It's okay, just lie down until the show is over.

The cake has sold well.

Great.

Based on what we earned...

... at least we can donate 150,000 yen.

Despite our strong determination...

...there are still many children who cannot go to school, right?

I want to do something for these kids.

You are amazing, Itsumi.

Thank you.

When I graduate, I want to close this salon.

This salon will be donated to the orphanage...

...so that it can be useful.

Akane?

The cake has sold out.

Is that so? Thank God.

Are you still talking about closing the salon?

Please understand, Akane.

Loving others is what God taught...

From me... From us...

You planned to take this salon from us?

I can't accept your plan, at all!

Akane!

For Kominami, whose dream were shattered...

...this salon kitchen has been a shelter.

Everyone! Today's dessert is Venus pudding.

The one that was in the movie, Amadeus!

Well, it looks delicious!

It looks delicious!

Itsumi's dessert looks better, right?

Oh, yeah, right!

Because Shiraishi is special!

- Enjoy your meal! - Enjoy your meal!

- Enjoy your meal! - Enjoy!

Itsumi?

You want to eat it?

Of course. Because Akane took time to make it for me.

Enjoy your meal.

In France, there is a Venus cake and I often eat it.

You also lived in France, right?

Yes.

I can find this rare dessert only here.

The first time I came to this salon...

...I was offered the Madeleine Cake.

Would you like to take my share?

May I?

Then, maybe because I'm not used to eating that...

My stomach felt really weird.

I threw up everything immediately after.

Just then, I was sure of it.

Her behavior was strange.

That's really happened to you?

Diana.

Itsumi, do not push yourself to eat it.

- That's poison for your body. - Huh?

I also made up my mind.

To protect Itsumi from her.

I must protect her, who was deliberately poisoned.

I will never forgive you.

What is it Diana? What did you say?

Just a mantra.

So that you, Itsumi, will always be happy.

Itsumi... My life after you left this world...

...feels as if I can no longer breathe.

I can never forgive her.

Thank you very much for reading the story.

A rather erotic script, indeed.

Also, this story is accompanied by Diana's unique point of view.

Then, the next is the final story of the four of you.

Takaoka Shiyo, the stage is all yours.

My debut as a writer was during the third year of high school.

My work garnered a lot of attention.

I've read your work. It's amazing!

Do you want to join our literature club?

When Itsumi invited me to join...

...to be honest, my legs were shaking.

Because among all the students in this high school...

...there was no one who could take their eyes off of Itsumi.

I look forward to your next work.

Is it going to take long?

I'm writing little by little, but my priority is my studies.

Feel free to use the salon to write your work.

We will definitely support you.

Thank you very much.

She allowed me to use the room...

...but she was doing more than just that.

What she's doing would be considered...

...patronage in Europe.

Thank you so much.

Keep your spirits up.

However, not only that...

Thank you very much.

While Itsumi's father protects me from the media...

...he became like a good friend of mine.

Did you like it?

Guerlain from Le Muguet!

It's just that, there are times when I'm reluctant to be here.

Especially when Itsumi insists on wanting to translate this work into another language.

I want the novel Kimikage Sou only available in Japanese.

I want to create the impression that this is a light and appropriate work...

...of teen age in this country.

That's why I'm close to you, so that I can translate this novel.

- But... - I think this novel would sell millions of copies abroad!

Okay?

Actually, I prefer to write a new novel...

Lamia?

A blood-sucking woman?

Maybe next genre can be based on horror.

At that time...

...the girl appeared.

Nice to meet you.

Scary. That was my first impression of her.

Diana walked without making any noise.

Plus, her figure is similar to Lamia in the book.

Have a good day!

What are you doing?

I'm planting lily flowers.

I also want my friends here... to know the flowers I brought from my country.

It turns out you are a nice person, indeed.

Itsumi gave me a promise.

If I can bring beauty in this school...

...there will be many more students coming from our village later.

Oh, I see.

Therefore, it's better not to say I'm a good person.

That's how I see it.

I was hesitant about what she said.

Because Itsumi said that next year there won't be any international students.

That night... I couldn't get any sleep.

So, I planned to write in the salon.

That's why I came to school early.

Diana.

Itsumi, are you alright?

For some reason, I felt a pain in my chest.

The hospital said there was nothing serious.

However, now I'm better.

That must be Diana's curse!

Feeling betrayed by Itsumi, she must be holding a grudge.

Sister! The cake is baked.

- It looks good. - Certainly.

Forgive me. Lately I cannot handle eating sweet things.

For some reason, I'm not feeling well.

Are you okay?

After that, Itsumi's situation worsened...

Happy Easter!

Super tired.

Itsumi? What are you doing here?

After finishing here, we will be reading from the bible, right?

Which is usually what you do.

I can't go to the chapel.

I can't go there!

It's horrible there!

"This is serious", I thought.

Because I think Diana's curse has spread entirely!

Sister...

I can't read the bible!

I do not want to see the sign of the cross!

I do not want to approach him!

Wait a minute!

Sister Itsumi!

Sorry!

Sorry!

Sorry, sorry...

Itsumi!

What's wrong?

What are you doing to Itsumi?

I didn't do anything.

What?

Looks like she's not feeling well.

I'll take her to the salon so that she can rest.

Come on, Itsumi. It's okay, really.

Let's go together.

It seemed as if...

...the devil was carrying her body into the pits of hell.

Then after a few weeks...

...Itsumi died.

She was holding a lily.

Then, bite marks on her neck, started to bloom.

Takaoka Shiyo, thank you very much for reading the story.

Let's give a round of applause.

As a famous writer at our club...

...your script is anticipated by everyone.

The story this time is quite thrilling, huh?

Maybe it has the horror genre?

Then, the new alleged suspect appears again, huh?

Then, the last one.

I also want to read a short story.

In fact, this story was not written by me.

It was written by Shiraishi Itsumi herself.

What do you mean?

Gee, Takaoka, sit down.

Itsumi wrote it?!

Do not break the rules. It is strictly forbidden to speak.

Do not spoil the story that Itsumi loves the most.

Please listen to the end.

Whisper from the Tomb

"Does living life without being the main character has any meaning?"

"Although the story is unique..."

"...and the conflict is deep..."

"...it would be boring if it were not for us."

"Then, if you want to be the main character..."

"...the most glorious moment in life is the youth that's filled with the passion of living."

Morning, Itsumi.

We have to go home soon...

Or Diana would be suspicious...

I don't want to.

Duh, you're like a little boy, Mr. Hojo.

Don't call me "Mr."

The affection we spilled in Bulgaria was a moment's pleasure.

As we returned to Japan...

...we become student and teacher again.

Relationship is forbidden.

There is no such dramatic story.

That should be suitable.

Itsumi.

Did you spend time with him while in Bulgaria?

Yes, sometimes we snuck out of the villagers' homes...

...and headed to the hotel with him.

It was amazing.

Your face and words are not aligned.

Sayuri knows everything.

This beautiful and kind Sayuri...

...is a childhood friend as well as my best friend.

She often gives me advice.

I have no idea.

Yet it should all go according to plan.

However, if it goes on like this...

...the atmosphere will get worse.

Perfectionist principle.

You're meeting at the club, right?

Yeah.

Yes.

Mr. Hojo is a young man, who once dreamed of being a writer.

Two years ago, Sayuri and I reopened this literature club...

...to be alone with him.

Adorned with antique furniture...

...accompanied by curtains and carpets with colors I like...

...coated with windows and soundproof walls that can protect our secrets.

A very romantic impression, so luxurious, and feels sacred.

To me, this club salon is only a cover for our love.

And in order to make that happen, it should all be available.

However, I realized something then.

Neither himself...

...nor this place lacked something.

We were blessed.

Just by being a high school girl, everything seems perfect.

However...

...that elegance has a time limit.

Because we will definitely leave this sanctuary as well.

At that moment, I realized something.

What about the missing figures?

Oh, I see.

"That is a helper role that can complete my story..."

"...as the main character set in this salon."

"Candidates are people who has high level of intelligence and strong determination."

"In order to make them obedient and do what I command..."

"...I have to keep their secrets."

"Takaoka Shiyo."

Since earning an award as the best newcomer writer...

...which the entire school and other people knows...

She is the best candidate.

Do you know this novel?

A good friend of mine from France sent it to me.

Very similar to Kimikage Sou.

In fact, exactly the same.

Looks like an old work?

If Kimikage Sou was to be translated into a foreign language...

...it would certainly cause a big stir.

I happened to read it while living in France!

I did not expect my work to win!

And because it's famous everywhere...

...I couldn't tell you the truth.

Please!

Please, don't tell anyone!

I'll do anything!

I want you to join my literature club.

Takaoka Shiyo accepted my proposal with pleasure.

At that time, maybe she wasn't aware.

That holding a person's secret is like grasping their soul.

"Maybe she has not realized, that being a servant..."

"...is a contemptible thing."

"Because of the joining of Takaoka Shiyo who in fact is a writer..."

"...activities of the literature club was increasing."

"Then I thought about getting a second supporting role."

Kominami Akane.

In a story where I was the main character...

...I needed to be spoiled with delicious desserts.

Her antique doll-like figure...

...has an aura of a fairy tale.

And the darkness implied by her eyes, filled my heart with love.

Due to the complex desire to own the restaurant of her family...

...she was the one who lit the lighter.

It was the moment in which her greatest secret was spoiled.

Great fire, yes.

There's no suspected culprit, huh?

Yes. Since I wasn't home, I have no idea.

However, I felt something awkward.

What a pity...

Because it left a mark.

"The first-year student, Nitani Mirei."

She, who tried hard to adapt, forced me into helping her.

If by that...

...my presence as the main character can become more powerful...

...then finding her secret is an easy matter.

She was working part-time, in secret.

You are very clever.

Sister.

When the enemy is an old man...

...you won't be afraid of losing.

In fact, you can also...

...take the money and run away.

The scholarship recipients are great.

"Then, what makes this story dynamic is the girl..."

"...who likes to smell like flowers..."

"Diana Decheba."

Diana issued her passport the day before Emma's accident.

I knew that everything was well-planned.

In hopes of being able to study in Japan, she told me that...

...she pushed her sister down the stairs.

Wait, Itsumi!

Wait!

I...

I just wanted to see you!

That's all I wanted!

Then, swear to me.

Forever.

Obey my orders.

Thanks to my beautiful servants...

...my world was perfect.

At a glance, in this calm flow of time...

...the servants were afraid of me.

They respect me, protected me and served me.

They served me so that I can enjoy a beautiful time.

By inviting them to this literature club...

...it influences something else.

And that is my romance with the teacher.

It feels really weird.

The greater the desire of the main character who wants to meet the idol of his heart...

...lust that exists also increases, and the teacher's passion was overflowing.

In my mind, the climax of my story...

...is the continuity of my relationship with Mr. Hojo.

Perhaps, because I always hoped for it, a new life was created in me.

I'm pregnant.

Are you... sure?

What will we do?

Don't you think it's obvious?

We will get married.

Teacher.

I will talk with your father.

You graduate next year.

Surely, he will forgive you.

However, don't be in a hurry.

Three months...

Please wait until August.

If I wait until the baby can't be aborted...

...even if my father opposed many times, in the end he would allow me to marry.

- Thankfully. - Sorry I cannot accompany you.

I'm very impatient waiting for the birth of our baby.

What's gonna be her name?

What about Lily?

Lily?

As per the meaning, I want her to grow into a pure girl.

Lily.

My body gradually began to change.

The feeling of nausea is endless.

Never-ending exhaustion.

Headaches are like being pressed.

And all those changes...

...indicate that my story has almost reached its climax.

Apparently, it is true that, when you're pregnant, you become more graceful.

Although, if the girl is still better.

Ah, stop it.

What about the others?

How will you use them in your climax later?

How do you like it?

I must think about it.

What if I punish them by using their love for me?

That's ordinary.

Right. My story is perfect.

However...

...I didn't think that they would mess up with how my story was going.

It's really embarrassing.

I didn't think you were that stupid.

But... But I love Mr. Hojo!

Very stupid.

Anyway, you're not allowed to give birth to that child.

I don't allow you to give birth!

I have also dismissed the teacher.

And he's gone out of the city.

I have forbidden him from seeing you again.

How cruel!

Shut up!

- No! - Follow me!

Father! Stop! Stop it!

After that, I was taken by him to the hospital he was managing.

Then, my stomach was empty.

Traitors.

The one who could take my pictures while alone with Mr. Hojo in Bulgaria...

...is Diana Decheba.

Who can tell if I'm pregnant...

...is Kominami Akane, because she is aware of my favorite food changes.

Who can get my ultrasound photo...

...is Nitani Mirei, as she goes to hospitals under the guise of being a volunteer.

Then, the one who has the opportunity to tell my father...

...is the novelist, as well as a woman who is familiar with father, Takaoka Shiyo.

In other words, these were committed by all members of the literature club.

I was betrayed!

I want to die!

Do not say anything like that.

According to the bible, you cannot kill anyone...

That is the same as forbidden suicide...

I will not read the Bible again!

I also don't want to approach the chapel again!

Because I have become a murderer!

I killed my own baby.

Take it easy, Itsumi.

This is...

It was the phone number and address of the teacher.

Sayuri.

I'm sorry for your baby.

However, you can start the relationship again, with the teacher.

Therefore, please... Be as cheerful as ever.

From now on, I will always help you.

If Sayuri didn't exist, then...

...surely, I could no longer be happy.

The teacher is the meaning of my life.

Then, there's one more thing that can make me happy again.

And that is... revenge.

Shiraishi!

What do you need? Why aren't you in the salon?

My traitor, as well as Lily's killer are the four members of the literature club.

Everyone... You meant to kill me, right?

We do not intend to go that far.

It's just... We want to be free of restraints!

Living only for your sake is totally unbearable for me!

In fact, you only have to wait a year until my graduation arrives.

If only I was old, then I wouldn't mind another year!

However, one year for high school girls are different!

The days are precious, and we live it only once.

Ah, that's stupid.

No matter what role a helper has, if not useful...

...then it means nothing to the main character's life.

I will show you something dramatic.

Please watch it until the very end.

Goodbye, sinners!

You will forever live in that supporting role.

Itsumi!

Don't be fooled by her!

If you take her bait, then you will be the same as before!

Itsumi!

Goodbye.

In eternity, I will be the main character that haunts your world!

Surely you don't think that Shiraishi Itsumi chose to end her life.

If associated with a murder case...

...then the lily I hold will definitely be the main proof.

If anyone understands that the lily is actually a gift for my daughter...

...then your secret will be exposed.

You who are cornered, will surely give an opinion.

Just show the lily with a different meaning.

And my death is not suicide...

And then it will be alleged that one of the members of the literature club killed me.

Then, it will spread and everyone will suspect every one of you.

If you're all suspected...

...then there wouldn't be one real culprit, right?

However, you didn't take one thing into consideration.

Because I... did not intend to die at all.

Itsumi is still alive?

In order to stay with Mr. Hojo...

...I ran away from the hospital...

...and my embarrassed father declared that this was a tragedy.

Or rather, masked the real truth.

Thus, at school, news stating that Shiraishi Itsumi is dead was spread.

Then, when my best friend put flowers on my desk...

...the rumors about my death will become a reality.

In girl schools, this dramatic imagination can always beat reality.

You are becoming increasingly cornered, and life is uncomfortable.

This is the most powerful plan I discussed with Sayuri.

After I finished writing this script I'll go back to the salon...

...and present it in the darkness at a literature club meeting.

While listening to your script with a laugh.

Also don't forget, I also provided a feast for this meeting.

Tonight's pot is the theme of flowers.

You must know that the lily flowers are so fragrant, right?

Ah, yes...

Sweet scent...

The lily flower has a strong poison.

Strong poison?!

That is convallotoxin, convallarin, convalesced, which is part of glycoside.

Today, consciously you have come to the salon of the literature club...

...to commit suicide.

Mirei!

What's wrong? What is it?!

I just saw something!

That's why I asked you to write a story.

The manuscript will be your suicide note.

You who admire me, loved me, and can't accept my absence...

...made up the story to amuse yourselves...

...and with the script too, eventually your young life was ended.

Stop it! Where are you?

Where are you, anyway?!

Don't play with us!

This salon will be a beautiful coffin that adorns you.

The sentimental ending that only high school girls can accept...

...in puberty with strong feelings and selfishness.

Shut up!

Someone, help!

This is the climax of my story.

Farewell to the stupid supporting roles.

You will never get out of my story.

The story reading is done.

Itsumi already knows.

Your scheme is exposed.

It's better if you keep the secrets of Itsumi.

Better forgive her.

Itsumi is a quiet, very powerful person, and her attention is very detailed.

You will not be able to carve wounds on the beauty she possesses.

You stupid girls.

Do you really think that there was lily in the pot?

You guys are drifting in puberty.

According to the story written by her, Itsumi came to the salon in the morning.

She was carrying lily flowers.

What do you think?

Thank God, you wanted to involve me in this revenge.

What kind of God, huh?

Extraordinary. The vengeance is covered by the fragrance of the lily.

Is there any revenge for this cultivated high school girl?

All thanks to you, my plan can run smoothly.

Sayuri. I'm alive because of you.

Me too.

I described my ideal figure to her.

And for her, I bet my soul and body...

In order for her to be free and sparkling beyond anything.

Therefore, your betrayal is unforgivable.

Take it easy, Itsumi.

This is...

In order to protect her status as the main character...

...I intend to succeed with her vengeance plan.

Itsumi is filled with a burning passion for revenge, and she'll always be charming.

Tonight, in the salon...

...as she thought her story would reach the end...

...my heart was pounding.

After this meeting is over, I will not come back here again.

Although I will be lonely, how else would it be, right?

But then I saw something that was really terrible.

I'll forget everything tonight.

That revenge, I will leave in this salon...

...and then, my eyes will only see the teacher.

Living a simple life with the teacher.

Although in a simple state, the warm happiness will always envelop.

Then... I can surely... Once again have Lily in my belly.

I... will definitely be a mother!

The expression is very simple and easy to understand...

...then the sparkling smile of hers, that I have been fighting for.

Itsumi continued the story.

Planned to shop with Mr. Hojo...

...and also about ginger drinks that will make him praise her.

My ears were burning.

These are not words worthy of the main character at the end of the story.

The charming and selfish figure of Shiraishi Itsumi is now gone.

When we spend time together later...

...is that the so-called happiness?

Then these fingers...

Sayuri.

Nothing. I'll get you more tea.

Thank you.

Then, I realized that...

...my figure was reflected in a mirror.

Charming?

Yes.

My current figure is more suitable to be the main character than Itsumi.

And so she can disappear from this world with her beauty.

Then remember that the new story with the main character Sumikawa Sayuri started.

And, I want you to start giving color to my story now.

Sumikawa?

In order to start it off...

...I have prepared a new secret.

Christ lives forever by sacrificing his body and blood...

...and sharing it with those who believe in him.

Now it's time for a little dessert.

Takaoka, do you remember?

You said that, did not you? When we were eating that Venus dessert.

This is Venus's arm.

This must be the wedding ring that Mr. Hojo gave to Itsumi.

Itsumi was really happy.

Although, now she's gone.

Since you have been united with Itsumi's body...

...then let's go through as of today, by not forgetting her beauty.

Everyone, this is the end of our regular meeting.

Well then, I hope you have a good day.

Sister!

Sister Sayuri!

Wait for me, Takaoka!

The theme of the meeting this time is 'Grief of the World', right?

Akane, have you read it?

Don't be so rude! I read it as I was cooking!

Is that true?

Okay, don't quarrel.

Yes!

I'm sorry.

You like reading books?

Do you want to join my literature club?

The main character has changed from Itsumi to me.