“I’ll keep it a secret until tomorrow.”

I winked at him.

Ah, but I have an urgent request…

“Do you have… sometime tomorrow? If possible, when I die, I want you to be the one to pick me up…”

“I’ll be here the entire time. If it’s only that, I can grant your request. Consider it special treatment.”

“How kind of you.”

“If I don’t do that much, I don’t know what kind of complaints I’ll get later.”

“You understand very well.”

God smiled bitterly once again.

From there, I asked a variety of questions.

‘If I hadn’t done anything, how would I have died?’

I was truly excited to hear the answer to that question. However, it turned out that His Highness Sazanjill would have accidentally stabbed me. Due to hearing rumors that I was going to be assassinated, I carried a dagger for self-defense. Thus, His Highness Sazanjill tried to confiscate it. Because of our strained relationship, I misunderstood and desperately fought back. The rest was history.

That’s a splendidly outrageous way to die…

Then, history distorted the facts into something like, ‘Lelouche Elcage was condemned.’

Truth is stranger than fiction, indeed.

Afterwards, when I asked god about the affairs of my family, he said that quite a lot of people harbored grudges and envy towards them—especially the head of the Fable family. My father broke his engagement with a member of the Fable family to marry the beautiful princess of a foreign country.

…Basically, a typical example of being hated because you are well-off.

At last, I asked about the truth behind the assassination of His Highness Sazanjill.

“But why are you asking me all of this now? Wouldn’t it have been better to ask earlier?”

“At first, I was running away because I was scared to hear the truth. But now, it’s different.”

“Could it be, you’ve figured it out—”

I leaned forward and pressed my finger against god’s lips. As I enjoyed the cool sensation of his lips, I smiled.

“I’ll refrain from saying anything else. After all, I have no intention of listening to your useless advice.”

“How terrible. You should listen to what others have to say.”

“But doing the opposite of that sounds like what a villainess would do.”

“Well, even if so…” God gently pushed my hand away, before slowly putting down his cup—

“—I’ll make sure to witness your final moments.”

“Properly see it, okay?”

I stood up from my chair and elegantly bowed.

Hey, god, be sure to watch.

I’ll show you the most beautiful last stand you’ll ever see.

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***T/N: We will, Lelouche! We will! *Prepare a bouquet of flowers*

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