The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

Don’t get me wrong

No matter how much I think about it, I don’t know why Serena went this far.

Aren’t you busy most of all?

There are piles of paperwork waiting for me, so shouldn’t I start by working when I have time to teach myself?

“……Why do you keep looking at me like that? You said you were going to help me, but is there any problem?”

“I don’t understand. You’re busy. Do you have time for this?”

“……You can’t even write properly, but you want to help?”

Thank you so much for your willingness to help, but I already know how to write.

“I can practice alone.”

So helping was a waste of time.

If you write a few letters in a show-like way, you will definitely realize it.

I tried to move the quill to prove it, but Serena wouldn’t let go of my hand.

“You don’t have to think hard. You said you would help, so I’m trying to help too.”

Serena’s lips protruded and uttered as if pouring out.

Hearing that voice mixed with feelings of sadness, I wonder if I may have been too indifferent to it.

It must have been rude to bluntly refuse to help.

“I’ll get help.”

“Are you sure?”

As soon as I agreed, Serena squeezed my hand tightly.

Warmth from the back of your hand. I unknowingly flinched at the warmth.

“Why… are you shaking your hands? Are you nervous?”

Serena asked if my reaction was funny, with a smile on her lips.

“I was a little surprised.”

“What do you mean?”

“I thought people’s hands were so hot.”

This time Serena trembled her hands.

I didn’t ask why. I think you know even if you don’t listen.

“……Follow me well.”

With an inaudible mumble, Serena began to move her hands.

With each stroke, a soft yet pliable texture was transmitted to the back of the hand.

Even though Serena rationally knows that she didn’t touch her skin for some reason.

Looking at Serena’s hand digging between her fingers, I felt a strange feeling about her.

“This is over now.”

After scribbling out the three words, Serena said.

But she said it was over and she didn’t let go.

“…Are you still not sure?”

As if it was embarrassing to say it openly, she whispered in my ear.

Silence. She seemed to think it was a silent agreement, and her fingers dug deeper between her hands.

At this rate, just before the completion of hand cladding that only lovers would do.

“I think you know for sure now?”

I let out the breath I had been holding in and finally let it out.

As soon as the silence was broken, her hand, which was wrapped around the back of mine, flew away.

I thought she was a dream, but she proved that it wasn’t the back of my hand that was wet with sweat.

“Yes, yes. You are half human, so if you don’t remember even this much, you’re an idiot.”

All that remains in my mind is the touch of Serena’s soft hands.

Hmmm.

I calmed down and tried to recall the text I had just scribbled, but only one came to mind.

You shouldn’t fill your selfishness with someone’s help.

“Thanks for your help.”

As expected, it seemed like he was good at shaking his hands off before he had any strange thoughts.

“Bye, it’s nothing. I have to get the documents, so I’ll go out for a while.”

Creaking like a broken robot, she turned around and dashed out.

Anyway, I don’t think I’m the only one who had a strange idea, right?

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“What is that?”

She went out for a while. Serena, who said she would come back, brought one of her desks instead of her papers.

“I brought it because I thought I might need it…”

A luxurious maroon desk that is smaller than Serena’s.

Aside from the fact that it looked quite expensive, I wondered where the hell did they get these things right away.

Did you bring someone else’s? The scratches on the corners added credibility.

“Or do you not like it?”

As I touched the scratched part, Serena asked nervously.

“No, I like it.”

“Is that so? Thank God.”

Only then did Serena let go of her biting lower lip and let out a sigh of relief.

Sitting at the desk right next to Serena, I started processing paperwork in earnest.

‘It feels familiar.’

As I was concentrating on my work, old memories came to mind.

Even then, I worked like this every day next to my boss.

I work a lot of overtime in order to learn properly even though I am beaten up… It wasn’t even a fuss.

Also, as soon as I went to work, I looked at my boss a lot.

‘Come to think of it, I can feel your gaze?’

The owner of that gaze is Serena.

As if he thought he couldn’t see it, he kept glancing at me with a sidelong glance as he turned over the papers.

“…Do you have something to say?”

“It’s nothing. I just glanced at it to see if it was doing well.”

Serena replied nonchalantly and moved her eyes to the paper she was holding.

I thought it was a big deal, so I was trying to focus on my work again, but I felt their eyes on me again.

…… Would she be seeing how long it’s been since she took her eyes off her?

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My old boss was crazy, but not to that extent.

As she turned her head in wonder, she met Serena’s blue eyes.

“Why is that?”

“……It’s nothing.”

Now you’re looking at me very plainly, I want to ask you what’s going on.

‘It’s because I’m not trustworthy.’

Even though I said I’d help out of good intentions, I’m Oran.

From Serena’s point of view, who was hostile to Oran, it’s natural to be suspicious.

‘But it doesn’t matter.’

Because I can prove my goodwill through performance.

From now on, I decided to focus properly.

How many hours had passed like that?

As I straightened my back, I heard a loud bone sound.

Feels like at least eight hours passed lightly.

Now there is only one document left.

“Whoa, it’s finally over.”

As he handled the last remaining paperwork, he exclaimed.

I’ll finish this within today. After all, the experience of rolling in society did not go anywhere.

“What, what? Don’t lie. Not much time has passed yet…”

Startled, Serena pointed at her desk clock and covered her mouth.

“So much time has passed? I’m not even halfway there yet?”

I glanced at my watch as if in disbelief, but the hour hand pointing at ten o’clock told me that it was not a lie.

In the end, she seems to have accepted reality, put down her watch and came to me.

“Kuhm, there must be a reason it ended so quickly. I’ll make sure I did it right.”

Serena flips through two or three papers with a relaxed expression.

The more I went to the back page, the more impatient my hand movements became.

“I can’t believe it… I’m sure… The wrong part…”

Tak.

Serena put down the papers she was holding with a blank look on her face.

“How is it? Did you do it right?”

“……It’s late, so the evaluation will be tomorrow. Are you hungry for more than that?”

“Slightly.”

As she concentrated on her question, her forgotten hunger came at once.

“I haven’t eaten yet… Would you like to eat with me?”

Serena pursed her lips and opened her horse head hesitantly.

Eating together is not a big problem, right?

Serena also must have been working so far that she couldn’t eat anything, so I nodded her head.

“Is there anything you want to eat?”

“Chicken and beer.”

“Chicken…? What is that?”

After working overtime, she subconsciously exclaimed that chicken and beer is a national rule.

“Anything is fine as long as I can chew it.”

“Then I’ll prepare it with meat.”

After the menu was decided, Serena stepped out of her house, saying she would bring it to her soon.

Anyway, it’s a late-night snack after work, so I ate a lot of this with my old boss.

In that sense, Serena must have felt similar to her boss back then.

‘The boss didn’t listen to my opinion, he took me where he wanted to eat.’

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Maybe Serena is a little better in that she respects me.

Looks like he’s being harsh, but kind, looks scary, and yet sloppy.

Besides, it’s so beautiful that if you look at it for a moment whenever you’re tired, your mind will be refreshed.

…… I’ll have to leave out the last one because it’s my selfishness.

“I brought it. But what are you doing?”

“Nothing.”

As she shook her head to get the thought she had just had out of her head, Serena returned with two of her plates.

Baked lamb ribs were garnished with various vegetables on top of the bowl.

The lamb ribs looked appetizing without the specific smell of lamb, perhaps because the spices were properly applied.

“I don’t know if it will suit your taste.”

Serena asked quietly as she handed me her plate.

I don’t know if it will suit your taste.

I’ve never eaten it in my previous life, so I don’t know, but there’s no need to worry.

“Looks delicious?”

“That’s good.”

As she took her plate and sat down at her table, Serena caught her eye as she sat upright in her chair.

It’s not the first time we’ve seen each other, so why do I feel so awkward.

“Oh, come on.”

Serena must have had the same thoughts as me, but she hurriedly broke the silence and started eating.

Dalgrak. Dalgrak.

I heard only the sound of cutlery hitting the bowl, but no conversation.

In fact, the devil’s servant and the hero’s colleague were eating at the same table, and I wondered what they would say.

That’s when she was about to focus on the meal, reflecting on this relationship.

“Is the job worth doing?”

As if to prove me wrong, Serena opened her mouth first, touching her lower lip.

“I don’t think it’s too bad.”

“That’s good.”

But that’s the end of the conversation.

The story could not go on any longer, and silence came.

Dalgrak. Dalgrak.

I wanted to open my mouth first this time.

“And I have something to say about helping you practice letters earlier.”

Again, she spoke first.

“That’s because I didn’t want to be in debt to you, so I helped.”

“There’s no need to think of it as a debt.”

It was only because I wanted to help.

“No. As long as there is a ‘relationship’ between you and me, it is difficult for me to be in debt to you.”

The hero’s companions and the demon king’s subordinates.

Heroine and Villain.

The jailer and the prisoner.

Yes, it was a relationship where a line was drawn in the first place.

Therefore, unrequited help is not needed in this relationship.

As expected, I should have drawn a clear line at that time.

After confirming the fact, only those thoughts lingered in my head.

“So this is it.”

Serena paused as she held out her finger at me.

“I got help today, so it’s to pay off that debt.”

Her fingers wiped the sauce off my cheeks.

“So don’t get me wrong.”

She licked the sauce off her fingertips with her own tongue and smiled meaningfully.

To the extent that it makes my heart flutter.

A beautiful smile.