The Cursed Bloodline
The Twins' Complicated Relationship

A peaceful night in Sora Village, the lights of the houses in the center of the village seemed flickering in view of a house located in the highlands, not far from the center of the village

A sizable House, with an old-fashioned Japanese accent, stands firmly on a plateau, facing directly into the city center below.

A man in a green kimono staggered out of the house, while the disciple swiftly carried his half-drunk teacher

"Then I go home.... Aoras... Huk... "said the chairman of Zen with hiccups, his face reddened by drinking too much sake.

" Are you sure you can go home by yourself, teacher? "say Aora while showing a worried face behind her mask

" You forgot? I am the leader of this village, even with my eyes closed, I can go home.... Huk... Huk. "say Chairman Zen while staggering.

" You should have come home with the others (Hanna, Ten, Rou). You even want to drink more...... "

" Ust..... Silence Aora.... Then..... I'm h-home...... "

Instantly, the village chief of Sora disappeared with a single gust of wind that engulfed his body. Aora shook her head, although her teacher was super busy she still had time to set aside to come to her late mother's memorial. Even his friends too, but they chose to retreat before the night was late.

Not yet had Aora turn her body around, she saw the silhouette of the girl walking towards her. A long black haired girl, with pretty eyes as beautiful as a lafender flower. Mirai, with a bunch of flowers in her hand, she waved towards Aora

"How do you know this place, Mirai? " said Aora, a smile was drawn in her eyes that formed the crescent moon

" Hanna told me, how did you not tell me about this important event heh? " said Mirai annoyed

" Sorry, sorry..... Come in, it's cold outside" said Aora as she opened the gate of her house wide

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Now Mirai enters a large house's middle room, occasionally he sees the home decor that is very clouding the ancient culture, in view of the layout of goods, as well as furniture that is dominant made of wood.

A painting, the Moon hugging the sun was beautiful, Mirai amazed the contents of the house

"Come in, Mirai." said Aora.

Mirai watched the slightly messy room. A table with empty sake bottles and a few dishes of pre-empty food

" Today Rou, Ten, Hanna and Zen's chairman stopped by here, every year they always commemorate this day" said Aora quickly, while cleaning up the mess

"Sound too.... I saw your house falling apart Aora" said Mirai

Knowing Aora's neat and disciplined habits, Mirai walks to the Altar beside her. A bunch of Pink Carnation flowers look beautiful in his hands, he brought as an offering and a tribute to Mother Aora

"I brought Carnations, I hope your mother likes it" Mirai said as she placed the flowers on the ancestral altar

However, his gaze was fixed on the ancestral tag in front of him, a familiar name written on the ancestral Tag

Yoshiro?

Isn't this the name of Xio's mother?

Is this a coincidence? But.... Why is the day even the same?

Mirai froze, her gaze fixed on the ancestral Tag in front of her. After all, Aora and Xio's mother names were similar to the same date of death

"Of course, my mom would have loved Mirai" Aora said, breaking Mirai's daydream

Unlike Xio's Altar, Aora's mother's altar is equipped with a photo of the deceased. A beautiful woman, with long hair, as well as dark black eyes, who exuded a soft highlight, was clearly drawn from the portrait on display beside the ancestral Tag

Mirai was still fixedly staring at the Photo in front of her, although with various questions running through her brain, it would be rude if she did not bow her head to the deceased, Miraipun started his prayer.

Mirai opened her eyes, now beside her was Aora who placed incense on the mother's altar.

"Thank you, you came here Mirai" said softly Aora, her brownish-red eyes staring softly at the photo of the mother

"It should..... You don't need to thank Aora" Mirai said, staring fixedly at the man beside her

"Mother..... Know it?

This woman beside me, managed to make my heart beat again......

Isn't she pretty, mom?

She was also the fierce type of woman, and hit me more often than I hugged....

But.....

I like it so much..... Mothers......

I hope you like it too. " muttered Aora while looking at the photo of the Mother.

Mirai who heard that, instantly felt her cheeks heat up

" K'S... You're..... Must have loved your mother, Aora. " said Mirai, a groggy tone was clear from her words.

" Hn.." said Aora briefly, his gaze now changed, Aora's face filled with regret that was clearly visible in the look on her face

" My mother........ My mother died..... Because I was too weak.

Mirai could only look at the sad face of the man beside her, she patted Aora on the shoulder slowly. At least that was all Mirai could do to console Aora

" If it's hard, you don't have to force it to tell me, especially on a day like this, Aora"

Mirai realized, it is very difficult to tell bad experiences in the past to others. When one told of their bitter past, it was the same that he tore again the old wounds in their hearts. A long-healed wound, a faithful one etched without knowing time

Pukkp... Pukkp... Pukkp...

Gently, Mirai patted Aora on the shoulder, calming the man who was now filled with a look of regret on his mask-covered face

Kreoooookk.......

"Why at a time like this, anyway.... Stupidhead! " murm Mirai to herself

" You want to eat ramen, with me? " said Aora with a smile

" yeah? But this..still too early" Mirai put on a surprised face.

"Aren't you hungry? " reply Aora with a plain look

The mirai...... What is this mind of yours!!!!!!!!!!

(If you like to watch drakor, you must know the code 'rament..... Eitsa.... Don't travel first..... O yadong people)

Mirai simply nodded, revealing her dead red face. He cursed his mind.... That's so....

While Aora, casually and handsomely innocent, began to go to the kitchen to make Ramen

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Aora was busy cooking instant ramen in the kitchen, while Mirai looked around the living room of the House. The house is neatly arranged, although it seems old-fashioned, Aora seems to combine the latest furniture design, so that the house is far from the word boring Ancient and Old

Mirai's eyes were fixed on the family photo displayed on the shelf in front of her. He recognized the white-haired man standing beside Aora's mother

"Is he Aora's father?

Worth it...... His handsome face and brownish red eyes he got from the father." Mirai said with a smile.

Wait......

Aora's father and mother, weren't they in the old photo?

The smile on Mirai's pretty face faded away. Mirai stared fixedly at the photo in front of her, her gaze now fixed on a photo with two children in military uniform Sora. One of the children who has black hair and dark eyes that are very familiar with someone

The boy next to Aora...... Isn't he Xio....?

Mirai was completely shocked by what she saw just now. How is it possible, people, have complicated relationships around them.

Starting from Father and Mother Aora, who was seen in an old photo with Mirai's father. While even more surprising, why is there a photo of Xio with Aora?

Mirai was still frozen in that place, her brain as if struggling to digest what was happening. Who is the owner of this house, do they know his father?

"Mirai, the ramen is ready." said Aora while putting a pot of boiled instant ramen on the table.

He also approached Mirai, who was still frozen while looking at the family photos of Aora

" What's up Mirai? " said Aora curiously

" Aora....... If you can tell, who are they? "

Mirai ventured to ask Aora directly. Even though he had guessed a little what the gray-haired man would say

Aora sighed for a moment, it was impossible for her to keep everything about herself secret to Mirai. Mirai had been patient enough to ask nothing about her, and that was one of the reasons Aora valued Mirai the woman in front of her very much respect for her privacy and the secrets she had

"You must know, that black-haired woman, is my mother..... His name is Yoshiro.... He is a descendant of the Moon Sora clan

While the white-haired man beside him, he was my father named Aoryu.... He was from the Sun Clan

The boy next to me.....

He's my twin brother..... She was named Yora" Aora said as she stared fixedly at the photo in front of her

"Yeah...... The yora? "

Mirai's eyes widened completely, how Maybe the two precious people in his life, it turned out to be connected with the same bloodline

" Yora........ I don't know what it's because..... He's doing a coup.... And killed all three of Sora's main clans...... Including both our Clan parents, and also... "

Aora seemed to clench her hands tightly, the look in her eyes radiating great anger towards the photo of her twin sister

Mirai's legs suddenly squeezed, she still had not digested what Aora had just said. Aora who had been standing behind Mirai, quickly supported Mirai's body which was starting to collapse

"You why Mirai? "say Aora Worry

Mirai immediately reassembled her strength, she tried to stand back up. After all, Aora must not know her relationship with Xio who is none other than Yora, her twin sister

" A... I'm fine Aora, maybe because I'm too hungry, my legs go limp" Mirai said with a smile

Mirai tried to hide her surprised face from Aora. Aora who believed in Mirai's smile, swept her towards the table behind them

"How a Medical Team, does not memehatikan his own condition..... Now eat the ramen, before it expands" said Aora

Mirai who was still in a daze sat down with the help of Aora, quickly Aora picked up the chopsticks, and added Ramen to the smaller bowl to make it easier for Mirai to eat them

"Now.... Be eating.... Eat a lot of Mirai" said Aora giving a bowl of hot Ramen

What's going on is.......

The leader.... Never mentioned this issue at all.......

If both of their parents (Yora and Aora) are in the same photo as my father

Do they know my father?

No. gabe......

Maybe they know, who's my mom*?