The Saint is Not My Sister, The Real Saint is Me - Episode 43

The residents of Aqua all headed toward the Kotokoris Baron’s estate at once.

With this, Father will have no choice but to acknowledge that Emil is a fake saint.

After all, the Kotokoris territory is small. Now that the truth has been exposed to the residents of Aqua, it will spread throughout the entire territory, whether Father acknowledges it or not.

For Father and Emil, it will be like a public execution—a humiliating experience.

“Yuna Onee-sama, you’re terrible!”

Left behind, alone among the crowd, Emil burst into tears as she accused me.

“If only you had lived for me and our family, we could have all been happy…! Because of you, our family is unhappy now!”

What nonsense…

“You were the only ones happy. I was never happy at all.”

“That can’t be true! I was there for you, wasn’t I?”

“…Huh?”

“Even if our parents didn’t love you, even if the townspeople hated you, even if you lost your fiancé, even if you weren’t a saint—I was always by your side!”

But the reason I wasn’t loved by my parents, the reason the townspeople hated me, the reason my fiancé was taken from me, and the reason I wasn’t recognized as a saint… all of it was Emil’s fault.

“I was always protecting you, even though everyone else hated you!”

Protecting me? That’s not what happened. Emil was just putting on an act—pretending to be the kind, loving little sister who looked out for her useless older sister.

“I’m the only one who loves you this much! As long as I’m with you, you should be happy, right? If I am happy, then you are happy too!”

Being with Emil was unbearable. I was truly miserable. Watching her bask in the love of everyone, in the place that should have been mine, was agony.

I have always, always hated Emil.

“I’m happier now that you’re gone.”

“That’s a lie…!”

“When I was with you, when I was in the Kotokoris household, I was miserable. I was never happy. But now, I am happy. It’s refreshing to be free from you.”

“Stop it, Yuna Onee-sama! Don’t lie!”

“If you love me, then you should be able to wish for my happiness, right? And I am happier without you. From now on, I will take my rightful place as the true saint, work hard to be loved and appreciated, and stand in the light. So now, you can do what I did—watch my happiness from the shadows. Since I am happy, you must be happy too, right?”

“T-That’s not…! If I’m not happy…!”

“Why? You were the one who said it first.”

Our positions have simply been reversed. No, to be precise, the rightful saint—me—has finally returned to where she belongs.

“Goodbye, Emil. I hope I’ll see you tomorrow when Baron Kotokoris declares you a fake saint.”

If she has the courage to show up, that is. And when she does, this time, I’ll be the one to “protect” her.

‘I beg you, do not blame my poor, pitiful former sister for impersonating a saint out of jealousy.’

I will play the role of the compassionate older sister, just as she once did. But I will also make sure everyone knows that I suffered for years, stripped of my saintly power and tormented in the shadows.

Everything must be fair.

For the first time, Emil—the girl who had always been surrounded by love—was left standing alone, abandoned by everyone. I turned my back on her and left, surrounded by the people who now stood by my side.

The public execution of my father took place soon after, witnessed by the people of Kotokoris.

When he was finally forced to declare Emil a fake saint before the entire territory, his expression was more twisted than I had ever seen before. It was truly satisfying.

As for Emil—she was nowhere to be seen.

It was the first time she hadn’t shown up, even knowing she would see me. But of course, she wouldn’t dare step into a place where she would be publicly condemned. Her overprotective mother likely stopped her as well.

Regardless of how it happened, Baron Kotokoris fulfilled his promise and admitted that Emil was a fake saint.

From that day forward, I worked as the true saint, restoring the land.

At first, I had intended to stay just to spite them, but deep down, I wanted to leave as soon as possible. So I worked quickly, and within a week, the land had miraculously recovered, lush greenery returning to the once barren fields.

“I’m exhausted…”

“Yuna, are you okay?”

Rein-sama, who could clearly tell how hard I had pushed myself, peered at me with concern.

“I’m fine. Thank you for worrying about me.”

For the past week, Emil hadn’t tried to attack me, and my parents had remained quiet.

The only thing that bothered me was that I hadn’t seen Luki-sama even once.

Mimosa-sama had told me, ‘While you’re at it, make sure to makeLRuki suffer too,’ but since he never showed himself, there was nothing I could do about it.