The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

You must avenge me

As I returned to the Demon King’s Stone, a musty smell pierced my nose as if welcoming me.

I feel like my back feels stiff from the dampness that touches my skin.

I didn’t know it when I was living here, but after a brief taste of freedom, I felt the reality was very hard.

It must be a dream to return to prison.

Please, it had to be a dream.

“……It hurts.”

I pinched my cheek with a glimmer of hope, but it hurt terribly.

It was a reality that could no longer be denied.

‘What should I do now?’

If Serena finds out that I’ve been out, she’ll definitely try to kill me.

Conversely, if Serena doesn’t know that, nothing will happen.

—Even if that was the case, if the hero broke his promise and told Serena everything, it would be over anyway.

In the novel, the hero wasn’t the one who broke his promise, but he seems to have a lot of ill feelings toward me.

Can I trust you? Biting your tongue may be the fastest way to escape.

“But if you have a chance, take it.”

Even if it’s a rotten rope.

Smoothly.

When I opened the door, I heard weak breathing at regular intervals.

Fortunately, he’s still asleep.

Calling for joy inside, I approached the bed with my toes standing.

Serena fell asleep hugging her pillow tightly.

It was very defenseless. It was truly an opportunity for a genius to return the demon king’s stone to its original place.

‘Sueup, it’s a bit difficult.’

The place to return was her right pocket, but unfortunately it was blocked by Serena’s hand.

It seems that I have to move her hand to the side so that I can put the demon king stone back in her pocket.

After taking a deep breath, she reached her hand toward Serena’s wrist.

I could feel the touch of her soft skin and all of her bones, probably because of her delicate wrists.

…… There was no time to admire.

She slowly began to move her hand to her side so she wouldn’t wake up.

Flinching—!

Serena’s wrist trembled as she tried to return to her original position.

I hurriedly removed her hand. Serena didn’t open her eyes.

Are you okay? After letting out a sigh of relief, she reached her hand again toward her wrist.

“……Why did you hold my hand?”

But was it a trap? As I approached her, Serena’s droopy hand gripped her wrist as if waiting.

I wanted to try to escape, but my hand in her grip was proof, so I couldn’t make any excuses.

Yeah, literally f*cked.

“He asked what I was trying to do while I was asleep.”

I wanted to erase the fact that it was splashed.

I couldn’t come up with a good excuse, so I shut up and tried to accept her death humbly.

“Did I covet myself so much that I couldn’t understand my current situation?”

Serena drew a smile on her lips as if she was having fun and mocked me as she grabbed my wrist tightly.

But is it coveted? Just when I sensed something was wrong with her, Serena raised her upper body and leaned towards me.

“If you want, can I play with you as you please?”

Serena asked playfully while kneading my wrist.

The behavior of her now was not that of a guard dealing with a prisoner who tried to escape.

She rather mocked me and seemed eager to bully me in any way.

Did you interpret holding her hand in a different way?

“I don’t think I’m drunk yet. How about taking a break at this point?”

She thought that if she did well, she would be able to bury today’s affairs.

“Puhehehe, you are a coward. Are you afraid of raping me then?”

But he couldn’t come up with a way to stop Serena, who he likes, saying that he had caught the number of things he would bully her.

Serena tilted her head as if thinking about how to bully me.

Her head fell forward, unable to keep her center of gravity, as if her intoxication hadn’t gone away yet.

She supported her with her shoulder as she leaned forward in her heart, perhaps in her heart. After she helped, she seemed to hold Serena in her arms.

“Now, look at this. How do you explain your heart beating like crazy?”

As if she didn’t care at all about being so close, she put her ear close to my chest and whined in a voice full of laughter.

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My heart beats like crazy.

Wouldn’t it be because I was threatened with death and finally came back, but I was put in a situation where I was on the verge of dying again?

“Do you want to deny it?”

The sweet scent mixed with hot breath shook my mind.

To see those magical blue eyes looking up at me with a flushed face.

It reminded me that the reason my heart beats is not simply because I died and came back to life.

“As expected, I can’t deny it.”

Serena smiled her wide smile and opened her hand that was holding my wrist and forcibly clamped it.

She then lifted her lap, put her own chin over my shoulder, and she whispered into her ear.

“If you wish, I will specifically allow you to hold hands while sleeping.”

That’s more than a whisper from the devil.

“So I’ll hold onto the other hand as well.”

It was bizarre and seductive.

As if possessed by her ghost, Serena held out her hand, and the hand on the other side opened itself.

Took. Tuduk.

Seeing an opportunity to return it at any moment, the demon king’s stone she was holding fell onto the bed.

“…Ah?”

Serena’s expression hardened for an instant as she held the Demon King’s stone in her field of vision.

A long silence.

I didn’t say anything at the moment I missed, thinking that it was over and I couldn’t even get rid of it.

From her point of view, it was strange that the demon king’s stone came out of my hand.

Since it was hidden, the weight of the judgment seat must have plummeted to one side irreversibly.

“That, why did that happen to you?”

Breaking the heavy silence, Serena asked in a weak voice.

Her eyes staring at me are so feeble that I would believe her even if I told her that she just picked up what had fallen.

But that’s a lie.

Even if the hero protects today’s secret, it’s a pun that will be revealed someday.

So I waited.

“Why…”

I waited until she understood her situation and was able to make an informed decision.

“Tell me properly. Why is it in your hands?”

Several seconds later, shouts filled with resentment resounded throughout the room.

The blue eyes, which had been cloudy, regained a lofty yet clear light and sent a look asking for an explanation in the right way.

I opened my mouth.

“I was trying to run away.”

Boom!

When I opened my eyes, which had been closed by themselves due to the shock that hit her chest, Serena was sitting on top of me and holding me by the collar.

“Tell me again.”

“I tried to run away and failed so I came back here.”

Kwaddeuk!

The collar caught in her grip let out a scream.

“……What does it mean to fail?”

She calmed down right before the pieces of cloth were ripped off, and muttered quietly.

“I was caught by a warrior.”

Serena closed her eyes as soon as she heard my answer.

Whoa—

Rage. Shock. Unrest. Fear.

He let out a heavy sigh mixed with various emotions.

“……This composition, is it because of the familiarity?”

She muttered helplessly, probably because she had already poured out her emotions once.

I avoided looking at it because it was a memory that would not help if I recalled it now.

“Ah…”

Serena’s eyes flashed between her eyes, as if she remembered what had happened earlier at my subtle change.

“I’ve done a bad thing.”

Serena reproaches herself for biting her own lips.

With water dripping endlessly, her arm that was holding onto my collar sat down.

“…Why didn’t you kill me?”

She quietly opened her eyes in my arms and spat out as if she were vomiting.

“Apart from the fact that you met the hero, you were able to take care of me first and go outside.

If it wasn’t for that, you could have used me as a hostage to escape from the hero.

You are… Why the hell did you save me?”

The more she spoke, the more intense her feelings.

“Because I didn’t want to do that.”

Starting with my words, it slowly collapsed.

“You’re… A bad guy. That’s why I only punished you.”

Serena brought her trembling fingers together and clenched her fist.

“Why didn’t you take revenge on me when you were obviously evil?”

Then he started beating me in the chest.

“Please… please don’t mislead me.”

The fist that didn’t put any strength into it didn’t hurt.

“I mean let me know that you’re a bad guy.”

She stopped beating her and drew her dagger from her bosom.

“Now I am utterly powerless. Prove that you are a wicked man by stabbing me in the throat with this dagger.”

Serena forced her dagger into my hand and lifted her chin to expose her neck.

“I just tried to bully you.”

When I didn’t move her hand, Serena began pulling the tip of her sword toward her own throat.

“So please take revenge on me and treat me as an enemy…!”

I let go of the dagger just before the sharp tip touched her throat.

“Why…?”

Serena’s face was dyed in bewilderment for an instant.

“I told you.”

He hugged her trembling shoulders and patted her head.

“I don’t want to let you die.”

From Serena hugging her, she smelled the faint scent of violet, a scent she had once smelled.