The Dual Swordsman Who Lost Both Arms On Stream to Save His Doomed Party Gets Exiled—Then the Heroines Go Yandere - Chapter 26: The Heroine Who Wins Her Engagement Annulment Through Strength
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Chapter 26: The Heroine Who Wins Her Engagement Annulment Through Strength
――――【Alicia’s Perspective】
We had returned from the dungeon to the medical room at the Labyrinth Exploration School.
While we relaxed on the sofa, sipping tea and waiting for our checkups, Soma stormed over in a rage.
“Alicia! What the hell were you thinking! You ignored the party leader’s orders—my orders—and just bailed. Are you out of your damn mind!”
His head and arms were wrapped in bandages, his leg in a cast. He looked completely beat up.
“Soma, those words… I’ll throw them right back at you. You’re the one who abandoned us.”
“Yeah, totally a boomerang.”
“You should’ve just died, Soma…”
Right after me, Kakehi and Arisugawa hit him with more hard truths.
“What did you say!? I’ll teach you a lesson, you… ngh, owww!”
He leaned in close like some thug, trying to intimidate me.
That was when it happened.
“What the—! What are you doing! It’s gonna tear off!”
A beautiful woman in a secretary-style outfit, with a refined Kyoto air, had grabbed Soma’s ear and yanked it.
“Oh my, Alicia dear. It’s been a while.”
“Kotomi!?”
I braced myself, thinking she would scold me for leaving Soma behind, but I worried for nothing.
“When a crisis hits, being able to triage the members like that… I actually don’t hate that cool, detached side of you.”
Her narrowed eyes usually gave a gentle, smiling impression, but the moment her hand touched my shoulder, her eyes opened slightly and our gazes locked.
It felt like staring into an abyss, then falling straight into it. Terror washed over me. When I snapped out of it, Kotomi was already standing beside Soma.
“Really, this is all your fault. You get left behind because you’re weak. Stop wasting time here and let’s go.”
“Owww, stop pulling!”
“Quit whining and move it.”
It had only been a second, yet sweat had completely soaked my inner clothes.
What a terrifying person…
“Soma… are you okay?”
“Sh-shut up! Like this is gonna… guh! Owwwwww!!!”
Sarashina Yuki helped him to a bed.
The next day.
The main house of the Mikado-style Onmyodo, located in one of Tokyo’s most expensive districts. My grandparents lived there, but it was never my childhood home.
I peeked through the opened shoji at the garden outside.
In the strolling garden, water slowly filled the bamboo tube of the deer-scare. When it overflowed, the tube tipped, emptied, then snapped back with force and struck the stone beneath.
I was led into a spacious living room that felt like a ryokan banquet hall and waited.
After my parents died young, the main family took me in.
But this was never the place I belonged.
The fusuma slid open roughly, and an elderly man and woman entered. They sat across from me on the other side of the large natural-wood table, then huffed in clear displeasure.
“Grandfather, Grandmother… I have something important to discuss today.”
I placed my fingertips together on the tatami in formal greeting toward my grandparents seated far across from me.
“What is it? Out of nowhere. If it’s something trivial, save it for later.”
“That’s right. We don’t have time to listen to your complaints.”
Even though we were blood relatives, the emotional distance between us was far greater than the physical space separating us now.
“Then I’ll be direct. I am annulling my engagement to Amiro Soma.”
““What!?””
Both of them stared in shock at words they never expected from me. And for good reason—I had obeyed every single thing my grandparents told me since coming to live here.
“What nonsense are you spouting? Breaking an engagement with such an excellent match!”
Grandmother’s eyes were blind to Soma’s acting. His true nature went beyond delinquent—it was downright evil.
I showed them the video of Soma engaging in indecent acts with Sarashina. Soma must have thought showing me the act would make me jealous.
How incredibly self-absorbed.
I felt not the slightest affection for him, so it was nothing but laughable. Still, if that continued after marriage, it would only be unpleasant.
My engagement to Soma had been arranged purely for family convenience.
The main house, which should have focused on Onmyodo training, had grown greedy for money and made reckless investments, suffering massive losses. The vast estate was already mortgaged.
To the core bank of the Amiro Group, no less.
And because that still wasn’t enough to cover the debt, I had been sold off. Officially, as Soma’s fiancée.
The Amiro side wanted the thousand-year tradition, prestige, and strong spiritual power of the Mikado family. It was a political marriage where both sides’ interests aligned.
As I started to stand, Grandfather raised his hand to stop me.
“Wait! Alicia! You will not break the engagement, nor will you leave this house. If you still intend to defy us, we will not forgive you!”
He wasn’t just posturing—he pressed spiritual power against me.
“Not forgive me? You say that after refusing to accept my parents’ relationship?”
“There is no way we could ever accept him dating a woman with tainted blood!”
Grandmother also pointed both hands toward me and unleashed spiritual pressure.
Anyone without spiritual resistance would have been forced to rub their cheek against the tatami, begging for mercy under pressure like being crushed by a hydraulic press.
But…
“Is that the extent of the power of the main house? How strange. You, with pure blood, are inferior to me, who carries tainted blood…”
“Guh! I’m… actually being pushed back!?”
“You!? Kyaa!?”
“Thank you for everything until now. I leave a small amount for the cost of raising me. From now on, please do not involve yourselves with me.”
I placed the money I had earned from streaming on the table. Then I stood as if nothing had happened.
“W-wait! Alicia!!! Uwahhhhh!!!”
“Dear!!!”
The grandfather who had never once tried to touch me during my upbringing reached out toward me the moment our spiritual pressures clashed. He lost the contest and was flung backward, diving straight into the garden pond.
Grandmother forgot even to put on her geta and hurried to his side.
I could no longer hold back my feelings. I had sworn to stay by the side of Nezha, the one who saved my life and showed me my path.
This time, unlike before, it was not my astral body but my real self running to him.





































