I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

47 – Teacher (17)

All movement stopped, now a human, not firewood, but just a piece of firewood. I stared at the vampire who died without shedding a single drop of blood after living on blood.

‘It’s so disgusting.’

It was disgusting. To put it simply, I feel bad.

I wonder if I looked like this when I died. Then everyone who sees my corpse will think like me, right?

That sounds kind of hurtful, but I just hope no one sees my dead body.

I put my hand on the firewood with my eyes still wide open and closed them. OK, now it’s a little less gross.

“【Set】, 【Hestia】, 【Burn】”

I set fire to the corpse through one of the simplest 12 basic magics, [Igni]. Maybe it’s because I gave it an electric compress and drained all the moisture out of it beforehand, so it burned very well.

It was not a specific honor for the dead. I just took care to make the last preparations to accept death.

A life that comes from the soil and returns to the soil. Everyone’s essence is insignificant in the end, and whether the life was great or disgusting, when life is over, it will eventually return to the essence. To ashes, to the dregs of the fire.

He burns his life, and in the end, all that remains is ashes.

I’m not particularly curious about her life, but the rough predictions are another unpleasant thing. Being half crazy is so uncomfortable. Even if you don’t like it, you understand the lives of crazy bastards.

Acrid smoke billowed through the high ceiling decorated with gold leaf. I moved my gaze following the smoke.

The head creates a narrative about how much luxury there was and how much blood was shed for that luxury, and gives that narrative to the past of this bonfire.

A desire that cannot be satisfied no matter how extravagant you try, that desire is the desire for knowledge and the desire for power. Perhaps there was also a sense of beauty. Because her appearance was very morbid.

Even if she decorates her surroundings, she doesn’t become beautiful herself. No matter how much magic she studies, she can’t reach the truth, and even though she reigns in the shadows, she’s probably just an ordinary witch in the city of witches.

She has lived her life for her desires, but due to her lifestyle, she cannot fulfill her desires for the rest of her life.

Her education and intelligence seem to be separate.

To live a stupid life with these good conditions, I wouldn’t have done this if it were me.

Yes, if it were me…

That’s how I watched people being turned to ashes for a long time.

The assassin next to me is also no longer an assassin.

The normal girl next to me also stared at the bonfire for a while.

Only the crackling of the bonfire was the blade that cut through the silence. The smell of grilled meat stung my nose, but my appetite didn’t turn around. It was natural. This is not a barbecue to enjoy while camping.

Just like that, the human form is torn down, the flesh of her flesh is scattered, and her sins that she has accumulated remain only in her memory, and her existence as she disappears.

Just as the color of her eyes mixed with the color of the flame reflected in her retina, Lupika opened her mouth.

“I… Killed a man.”

“Yes, I killed it.”

“I killed the master.”

“You did the nicest thing in the world.”

My body was dry from being warmed up by the fire, and perhaps because of it, my speech was dry.

On the other hand, the person next to him was wet. For Lupika, this spark has become a rain, and that black smoke has become a vapor that fills her heart. He squeezed her words out in a sobbing voice.

“Really… I feel free…”

Freedom.

How much time has passed, how many lives have passed in order to acquire this simple word. It must have been a long and painful time that made that young life feel like an eternity.

“Really…Really…Thank you..!”

Water droplets that were not long enough to extinguish the fire soaked the floor. Rupika’s tears distorted the blue like ripples on a lake. She wasn’t ugly But she herself didn’t think so, so she wiped her dewy tears with her hands and hid them.

“I’m sorry, you helped me a lot… But I’m showing tears like this…”

The girl forced herself to hold back her tears, then twisted the corner of her mouth into a smile. To her, her tears are proof that she is sad and suffering, so she must be hiding it like this. She must have lived a life where she couldn’t even shed a single tear.

But today Lupika learned to cry not with sadness and anger, but with joy. Her first freedom was the freedom to cry. She was given the opportunity to express her feelings freely.

“You have to cry when you cry. If not like this, cry when.”

It’s obvious that she won’t even cry properly now that she’s acting as her older sister to her younger siblings anyway. I will hide the pain for a different reason than before.

When you show your emotions, you have to show them, so your heart doesn’t fester.

“Anyway, it’s not the first time I’ve seen your tears. Should I care about something like that? I just cry a lot. Cry a lot, and then laugh when I’m happy.”

After saying that, I roughly stroked the girl’s hair. It is a dog that has a slightly soft texture.

“There will be more things to laugh than to cry about anyway.”

No one knows what the future holds, but I said that with confidence.

It’s something I did, and I have to convince you. Who will give it to you?

“You have been through a lot in the past, so you deserve to be happy.”

When I was young, I told her what I wanted to hear. Is this an obscene vicarious satisfaction, or is it a sincere heart for the girl? I forgot this dichotomy. Both are my heart anyway, so what’s the use of separating them?

I stroked her hair roughly, as if trying to brush off the dust from my past, as if trying to erase her painful memories.

Until her bonfire was all extinguished, until Lupika’s sadness flowed along with her tears, she stayed blankly like that for a long time.

Everything to hold back her tears was gone, and she wept endlessly.

**

“Shall we go soon? I’ll be worried about my younger siblings.”

“…Yes.”

Rumia bowed her head, holding her ears with her hands, probably ashamed to show off her face in front of her husband.

“It looks runny.”

“?!”

When her Eva teased her, Rumia quickly covered her nose with her hand. Her ears, which she had been holding down beforehand, popped up with a pout. There’s quite a bit of elasticity in her ears too. Eva admired her exclamations in silence.

“Just kidding~ I don’t see that!”

“…”

“Uh huh, I’m not glaring at adults.”

Rumia glared at him with displeasure, but she actually had no dissatisfaction or displeasure inside of her.

She was Rumia who didn’t notice, but now she noticed that this kind of prank was a consideration. Like when she has a playful conversation during the day, she is witty to make a rigid atmosphere flexible.

Rumia laughed and retorted his words.

“Isn’t Eva the same age as me? She looks younger than me on the outside?”

“I may look like this, but I’m a demon inside, right? Of course I’m older.”

“?! Is that so!”

“So~ I’m much older than my grandfather’s grandfather.”

Of course, adding her soul’s age doesn’t make much of a difference, but Rumia, who had no way of knowing his true identity, believed that.

“That’s right…”

“It’s bullsh*t.”

“Are you kidding me!”

I can’t believe I was fooled twice! Rumia began to seriously consider whether she was such a gullible person.

Of course she was right to be gullible. She has fallen for her sister’s lies a few times in the past as well. She dies before she can reveal it as a lie, and there were also lies that she didn’t even know were lies after all.

Iba smiled hahahaha and walked down the hallway. She

When she thought about it again, she wanted to have a very strange experience.

To know the situation of the heroine, who didn’t have much importance in the original work, and help her before she goes crazy. Who would have such an experience I was able to spend the life I got back to the fullest.

She’s the girl who’s going to be the one who’s going to giggle and laugh maniacally, she’s hesitating like a girl.

It can be thought of as a mere difference in the sound of laughter, but it is of great significance when you consider that one person’s personality was able to become peaceful. I hope I don’t have to laugh at blood anymore.

“…Haam.”

By the way, she started to feel sleepy. It was a side effect of using too much magic. Eva grabbed her messy hair. Forehead was hot. Because she overused [Cospu Morse], She still couldn’t get the heat out of her body. She even said that she had been by the fire a while ago.

“Are you okay?”

Rumia saw that Iva’s expression was not good, she asked anxiously. Iba gave the girl a sidelong glance and smiled lightly.

“Then it’s fine. Excellent bastard, do you even worry about it now?”

As if the girl who was worried about herself was admirable, she stroked her hair roughly again and moved her feet with great strides. When she thought that the girl’s clear disposition was no longer tainted, her heart was filled with pride rather than pain.

Rumia stared at the back of her Eva, who was walking in front of her own. Her outward appearance is clearly a boy who is not very different from herself. Even so, her back felt infinitely wide.

Her attitude that didn’t hesitate to help her even in her short time of day, her strength, her touch that stroked her hair, her rough but kind nature all at first sight. Things. The presence of him made her bloated inside her in one day.

“Hey, over there!”

So, I was curious.

“Why are you so nice to me?”

Why do you treat yourself so well?

The time she met was only one day, even an opponent who tried to kill herself.

There was no reason to help.

It was the only restraint left for Rumia. A certain heaviness, like a debt, added to the heart and pressed down. If she couldn’t solve this, she felt that Rumia would have to live with this feeling for the rest of her life.

“What am I… Please be nice to me?”

When Eva heard the question, she stopped her feet.

“I wonder about that?”

I turned around and made eye contact with the girl. Lumia’s lake-like, moon-like eyes filled her gray eyes.

Rumia did not avoid her gaze at first, but continued to make eye contact to fulfill her will to resolve her doubts. But after it lasted a little longer, she looked away in embarrassment.

Eva smiled at the girl, then turned around and started walking again.

‘That’s why I helped him…’

If you say no, you can say no, and if you say yes, you can say yes.

It all started with a simple whim, and this beast girl reminded me of her childhood self in many ways. It’s compassion, it’s a sense of sympathy.

The words to convey could be silence and chatter at the same time.

But Eva didn’t want to enjoy her silence, and she didn’t want to stretch out her stories to this girl like her grandfather reading fairy tales to her.

So, she gave one of the most concise and reasonable reasons.

“I liked you.”

It was true. I liked her way of caring for her family, her sense of inferiority, the way she gave in to reality but never gave up on hope.

A sense of kinship and sympathy, in a way, are all mere goodwill. It is because of this favor that capriciousness arises, and in the end, this is the original reason.

Courtesy. That’s it.

“Yes, yes?!”

“Isn’t it simple? Everything is supposed to be simple. Now, let’s go.”

I’m sure you’ve understood everything with this. Eva thought so and continued on her way.

In contrast, Rumia did not move.

With her face dyed red, I recalled a scene from a novel serialized in a newspaper, the first novel I read after learning her handwriting, and substituting myself for the heroine in the novel, pricked up her ears and waggled its tail round and round. Her head was dizzy.

His words stuck to her hair like water-soaked paper and did not fall off, perhaps because of the dampness of her crying. Even if she tries to drop it, it will leave her mark.

‘You mean you fell in love with me at first sight…?!’

That’s it. There is no other explanation than this!

To Rumia, his words were no different from the words of love whispered under the night sky. It was a desperate confession that conveyed a person’s heart.

All of his actions up until now are replaced in his head with acts of courtship. The more he thought about it, the deeper the misunderstanding grew, and his heart seemed to sink into an abyss.

The first love given by anyone other than her family.

There are many types of love, but to the girl now, it was only interpreted in one way.

The tail wagging didn’t stop. Her face felt hot and her throat seemed to burn.

“That, what is that…?”

“Wait Lupika.”

When Rumia was overcome by her confusion and tried to speak to her, Iva stopped her.

“Something is here.”

She stood on her nerves and focused on the presence around her. She felt uncomfortable I felt a lot of people in this castle that should be alone.

As soon as Rumia listened to him, he listened to her and focused on the signs around her. It’s footsteps Footsteps resembling those of a beast jumping. She was with him and her somewhere familiar smell crossed the back of her nose.

It smells like medicine. And the smell of corpses. Even the smell of blood and perfume. The smell is a mixture of all sorts of unpleasant things.

“…This is.”

It was the smell of the master’s best friend, the corpse she controls.

‘Why Now?’

That didn’t really matter. Rather than asking why they came, the fact that they are here now is more important.

“Be careful, Ivan…”

Before she could finish her words,

– Fish!

A solid red line was drawn around Eva’s neck.