After settling everything and attempting to rest, I was woken up by the energetic Piyo.
Early the next morning, we thanked the village chief and his wife and left the village. We were asked again if we really didn’t want to stay longer, but we refused, saying we had a promise.
As instructed, we headed towards the Dark Harpy village. True to their word, a woman was smoking a cigarette at the entrance. Noticing us, she slowly approached with minimal luggage.
“You’re here. Let’s go.”
With that, she walked past us.
“Wait a minute, Veronica!”
A clear, beautiful voice made everyone turn around simultaneously. Everyone except the woman.
Standing where our gazes rested was a tall Dark Harpy woman. She had smooth shoulders, glossy long hair, slender limbs, and red lips blooming on pale skin. She was as beautiful as a model.
“Where are you going at this early hour? The sun will be up soon.”
In response to her question, the woman, or rather Veronica, didn’t answer or even turn around.
“Hey, are you listening? What are you planning to do this time? You’re always causing trouble. Can’t you think before you act?”
“…It’s none of your business.”
It was then that Veronica finally spoke.
“None of my business? I’m your older sister. You’re already twenty-seven, and you’re dressing like a delinquent. Get a hold of yourself.”
“Yeah, yeah. Don’t worry, I’ll leave without you telling me to.”
Everyone fell silent at the sisterly dispute.
“Leave for where? Are you planning to go with these strangers? Always doing things like this, how long are you going to act like a child? You’ll be an adult soon, so you should think about settling down.”
Finally, Veronica turned back towards her sister in response to the one-sided questions.
“First of all, these people aren’t strangers. You just don’t want your name tarnished, do you? Don’t push your desires onto me.”
Her sister’s eyes welled up at her rebellious sister.
“I’m telling you for your own good! It’s always like this, why don’t you understand? Do you really think dressing like that is cool?!”
“You’re being so annoying. So, what does ‘settling down’ mean? Am I supposed to cook and clean for some guy just because I have a pretty face? I absolutely refuse. I’ll live my life as I please forever. If you want a submissive sister, go talk to a rock!”
Finally, a single tear rolled down the sister’s cheek, tracing a path down her glossy cheek.
“Fine! Then do as you please, go anywhere you want! But never speak the name Yormela again.”
With that, she turned her back and started to walk away. Then, she stopped abruptly and looked back.
“And never come back…”
