God of cooking

Chapter 122: The envelope that embraces the street stall (1)

This story does not belong to me. this is translated by KobatoChanDaiSuki.   

A languid sigh fell on the room. Kaya leaned down on a pillow as big as her upper body. She felt dizzy. Her calf and her hands were numb, and she had a slight fever. But the pain was secondary. The mental exhaustion was too severe.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she remembered the things that happened in New York, before she came to Brisbon. When she went to her old house that she couldn't organize yet because of her daily work, a familiar but not welcoming face went to look for her. It was Tess Gilly, the one who wrote bad things about her on the internet. Her family stopped her at first, but Kaya didn't dodge her. She didn't want to.

And the conversation they got to have like that was held in a calmer atmosphere than thought. In a room so small it made them stifled, Tess looked around the room with sickened eyes. And soon, she sneered and put on a vigilant smile.

"Now, you will also get out of this dirty house. You succeeded. Kaya Lotus. I acknowledge you."
"I don't really need your acknowledgement."
"Don't act that hard. We were once friends?"
"Right. In past tense just as you are speaking."
"There's one thing that's in present."

Tess talked like that and raised her golden hair that was covering the right half of her face. And below her hair, there was a scar that seemed to have been from a knife, that ran all the way down her chin. Tess took in a breath roughly and said as if she was spitting it.

"There won't come the day when this scar turns past tense."
"What is it you want to say? No, what do you want from me?"

In Kaya's voice there wasn't sympathy nor pity. In the case of Tess, she had the scar on her face, but Kaya had a scar on her soul that would remain for life. Kaya said in a cold voice.

"In the first place, do you still want to say that that scar was done by me?"
"You pushed me, and I fell, and I scratched my chin with an edge. Did I do something wrong here?"
"You didn't say anything wrong, but there's something you didn't say. You should also tell the story before that. That a bitch like you that acted like my friend wanted to lynch me."
"........The one that made the situation like that was you."

Tess was looking at her with resentful eyes. Just like she was speaking as if she was the victim. Kaya said with a young contemplating voice.

"Sexual criminals always say the same thing. That the victim seduced them. That they don't have any sin. You just resemble them. Still."
"You were my only friend. All the others felt fake. You had something called realism, and was someone that knew how to think. You know, Kaya. That's why I hate you even more. You made me lose her. My friend."

Her eyes shook dangerously. Only then did Kaya realize that Tess's hands were shaking like someone suffering from Parkinson. When she felt that, Tess hurriedly pulled her arm back and stood up.

"I don't want to see you doing well. And I also don't want people to see you as someone nice, and as someone understandable. But I won't upload comments like that anymore. Because it also annoys me that my name comes out of other people's mouth. And."

Tess smiled while facing Kaya's fierce eyes.

"I know you. However you end, you will demolish everything by yourself. I will be waiting for it, how you will turn out. Ah, and one more thing. I will tell you one good news. You saw last time, right? Jessica Prada. Right. The woman that sought you out. There's something that woman told me."

Tess whispered at Kaya's ear. At that instant, Kaya froze like ice and couldn't do anything. Tess smiled like a winner and left, but even so she couldn't curse out freshly.