Ever since Twilight Sparkle obtained Sour Sweet’s home address, she had been spying on her in secret.
After Twilight Sparkle became assertive, the students who used to bully her no longer dared to trouble her.
It was a good thing; at the very least, it meant no extra trouble when she needed to take action.
However, after observing for several days, Twilight Sparkle hadn’t discovered anything unusual.
Was she really overthinking things?
Inside the Reservoir Room, Sour Sweet first checked the surroundings at the door.
After confirming no students were coming, she entered the room and locked the door behind her.
But Sour Sweet never would have imagined that Twilight Sparkle had been on the ceiling the whole time.
Twilight Sparkle clung to the iron railings on the ceiling like a bat, hanging herself upside down.
Twilight Sparkle, who usually didn’t show much athletic ability, had actually pushed herself to become like Spider-Man because of Sour Sweet’s situation.
One could only say she was truly the counterpart of the Princess of Friendship; she really went all out for the sake of friendship.
Hanging upside down, Twilight Sparkle didn’t even dare to breathe loudly as she watched Sour Sweet’s movements.
Once Sour Sweet reached a spot further inside, she took off her school uniform.
Seeing Sour Sweet’s back, Twilight Sparkle almost cried out in shock.
Due to the distance, Twilight Sparkle couldn’t see clearly what was going on with the bright red skin on Sour Sweet’s back.
She was already nearsighted, and with her whole body hanging upside down, Twilight Sparkle took out her phone to zoom in.
Fortunately, the phone’s camera quality was decent.
Watching Sour Sweet apply ointment to her wounds, her fingers dabbing and pausing as if even a light touch was agonizing.
After taking a photo, Twilight Sparkle immediately sent it to Ashford.
Twilight: [Ashford, look at this. What’s going on? Is it Gua Sha?]
A few minutes later.
Ashford: [No, Gua Sha marks definitely don’t look like that. Judging by the injuries, it looks like she was whipped with a belt.]
Seeing the reply from Ashford, that Eastern Boy, Twilight Sparkle was certain that Sour Sweet was a victim of domestic violence.
She never expected that Sour Sweet, who acted so high and mighty at school, was actually suffering such miserable beatings at home.
Judging by how accustomed Sour Sweet seemed, this had been going on for a long time.
Sour Sweet had finished applying the medicine and was about to get dressed and leave.
Just as she turned to go, Twilight Sparkle stopped hiding and spoke up from the ceiling. This story is hosted at g.com.
“Wait!”
Sour Sweet was startled by the sudden voice.
She looked up and saw Twilight Sparkle hanging upside down from the iron railing by her feet, looking like a hanged ghost.
With her hair hanging down messily, she really looked no different from a female ghost.
“Ah!!! A ghost!!!”
Sour Sweet screamed in terror.
Hearing this, Twilight Sparkle quickly tried to explain.
“No, no, I’m not a ghost! Look at my clothes; I’m wearing your school uniform. I’m your classmate.”
Sour Sweet opened her eyes and looked closely, realizing the “ghost” was indeed wearing her school uniform.
However, this thought only made Sour Sweet’s face look even worse.
“Ah!!! A vengeful spirit has appeared from a student who committed suicide!!!”
Paralyzed with fear, Sour Sweet slumped to the floor, losing all will to run.
Yet, a sense of relief welled up in her heart, as if dying like this wouldn’t be so bad.
But Twilight Sparkle’s heart grew more anxious.
Without time to think, she straightened her legs and her whole body fell to the floor.
Thud!
The sound of a face hitting the floor echoed.
Watching the “female ghost” lie motionless on the ground after landing face-first, for some reason, Sour Sweet felt the fear in her heart vanish.
Are ghosts nowadays this…
pathetic?
“Female ghost, are… are you okay? Do you need me to call an ambulance?”
“Sour… Sour Sweet, it’s me, Twilight Sparkle.”
“Huh? Oh, it’s you.”
Twilight Sparkle slowly pushed herself up from the floor, her hands groping for her glasses.
Once she found them and put them back on, she realized her nose was bleeding from the fall.
Normally, falling from that height shouldn’t just result in a simple nosebleed; it could have broken her neck or even been fatal.
Yet Twilight Sparkle only had a slight nosebleed, and Sour Sweet didn’t find anything odd about it.
If Ashford were here, he would definitely have had something to say about this.
“You… what did you see?”
“The wounds on your back, I saw them all.”
“…Shouldn’t you go wash your nose and plug your nostrils with some tissue?”
“That’s not important.”
At that moment, Twilight Sparkle was like a self-sacrificing angel, radiating a very kind and gentle light.
Sour Sweet felt very awkward because the wounds on her back had always been her secret.
But now they had been seen, and by Twilight Sparkle, whom she used to bully.
“That’s Gua Sha.”
“I sent a photo to the Eastern Boy. He said it’s not Gua Sha; it’s from being whipped with a belt.”
“You took a secret photo of me.”
“…That’s not the point.”
Twilight Sparkle wordlessly slapped her own forehead.
Whether it was from blood loss, anemia, or being frustrated by Sour Sweet, she felt a bit lightheaded.
“Sour Sweet, what’s with the wounds on your back?”
“Because of you.”
“Me? I always wear skirts; I’ve never even worn pants.”
“It wasn’t you who whipped me! But the primary reason is still you!”
Sour Sweet angrily shifted the blame for her injuries onto Twilight Sparkle.
The atmosphere grew somber, and as if from nowhere, speakers began playing mournful music.
To the accompaniment of this sad background music, Sour Sweet began to recount her experiences.
“My mother passed away early, and my father is very strict with me. He wants me to be first in everything. It wasn’t so bad before; as long as I studied hard, I could always maintain the top spot. But since coming to Crystal Preparatory Academy, I’m no longer number one. Every time I’m not first, my father uses beatings to make me learn my lesson. But I’ve already done my absolute best. I just don’t understand why you can easily get first place, and why your family treats you so well. And me? Where did I go wrong?”
Sour Sweet explained her family situation and the reason for her injuries through her tears.
Twilight Sparkle was deeply shocked by what she heard.
“So you blame everything on me?”
“Exactly! If it weren’t for you, I would always be my father’s precious daughter, I would always be that number one. But no matter how crazily I study, I can never compare to you. That’s why I hate you so much. I can’t stand seeing you take the top spot, and I can’t stand seeing you being cherished by your family.”