Surviving as a Villain at the Academy

29 – Midterm exam. (2)

Lonely, D.

This was the first time I realized that Asti was influenced by my emotions. And her attitude was a bit shocking to me.

In the end, the reason she used a kind of wish right now was because of my loneliness…… She must have sensed that I was feeling incredibly lonely.

She was probably considerate of me by sleeping next to me under the excuse of being lonely. I said that the emotions I felt as a side effect were not that strong.

Even a three-year-old child would have known that he did something like that to give me warmth when I was feeling lonely.

If it wasn’t for her, maybe even I wouldn’t have known. That I am harboring loneliness whether I know it or not. To be honest, I was a little grateful and happy for that consideration.

As she said, I was lonely. Because I was truly a stranger in an unfamiliar world. Just because you are borrowing the body of a local person, does that mean your way of thinking will also become that of the local people? Not at all.

In modern times, I was still an ordinary person who liked eating chicken on moderately pleasant days. Sometimes I write small articles as a hobby.

The solitude that comes from that sense of disconnection…… It must have been significant. It’s so big that even I don’t realize it, so eventually, someone else has to tell me.

Honestly, it wasn’t very good. Because I was a person who had a mountain of work to do. Because he was an insignificant, insignificant guy who twisted his body in order to somehow survive and to see the world remain intact.

There may not be a problem with simply surviving on my own. Asti’s main area of activity is hell, and I had the authority to give orders to Asti.

But…… From the moment I fell into this world, I thought I couldn’t move like that.

The characters I personally described were alive and moving, not just characters in a novel, but living, moving people. It was too cruel for them to simply be torn to death by angels and demons.

I wanted to somehow escape that cruelty. The reason why I was acting like a villain and saying that I had to act like a villain was because I believed that there would be a good outcome for everyone at the end of this evil.

A guy like that would write only if he was buried in loneliness. Recognizing loneliness, he had to distance himself from it. Dependence on others resulting from loneliness was poison to me now.

I was really grateful for Asti’s kind words. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t grateful. However, I couldn’t depend on him emotionally.

Because I was the one who started these narratives, and I was their creator. I had to take responsibility for what I started.

I looked at Asti, who was lying down next to me and trying to sleep. Completely closed eyes and even breathing. Anyone could see that he looked like he was completely asleep. Well, considering her cunning personality, she might just be pretending to sleep.

But I believed she was asleep and wanted to tell her a little something.

“Thank you, Asti. Still, I shouldn’t be lonely. I have work to do. Maybe as time goes by, he might treat you harsher, or he might even take care of you a lot. Still, I hope you don’t hate me too much. I am now…… “I’m a piece of trash that can’t do anything without relying on you.”

She might hear it, but it didn’t matter. She already knew my loneliness, and she probably also knew how weak a person I was.

She told me that she was sloppy and that she insisted on her hard tone of speech, it was all to hide my weakness, but it didn’t matter anymore. Since I had already discovered that she was weak, I wanted to reveal a little of her honest feelings.

Asti, who helped a loner who was left alone in this world realize that he was a loner…… Wouldn’t it be okay to tell this much?

Wouldn’t it be okay if there was just one person who could understand the human being named Frach Lancel, who was inevitably hated by everyone? Shouldn’t she know that I, who pretend to be blunt and harsh in everything, is actually a weak person who struggles with her loneliness?

Thinking like that, I hugged her sleeping body close to mine. A warm feeling is conveyed. Intoxicated by the warmth, I gradually felt drowsy.

Yes. For today, it will be okay.

* * *

Asti was not asleep as Prah expected. She just pretended to sleep. Because I wanted to help him have a slightly more comfortable dream when he falls asleep.

Honestly, what Prah said just before falling asleep was nothing short of an unexpected blow to Asti. Because she thought she would just sleep quietly without saying anything.

However, contrary to her expectations, Prah revealed her true intentions to Asti. Any astute Prah would have thought she might pretend to sleep, but he didn’t care.

Is that why? The honest words spoken by the boy who surrounded himself with a hard shell made her heart cry.

The warmth I felt from her arms tightly hugging my body made Asti’s heart pound for no reason. Has she ever shared warmth like this with anyone? Even when she lived as an angel and after she became a devil…… She categorically said that she had never had such valuable experience.

“…… Fool.”

He was a fool. That’s what Asti thought. At first she also disliked Prah, and she was hostile to him. I just thought it was a contract that would end if he died one day, and I was just going to deal with it half-heartedly.

But because she read his emotions, saw the future he saw, and knew what he was enduring for that future, she could no longer hate him.

“I already found out, so how can I hate you?”

She muttered softly in his arms.

Among the humans she contracted with, there was no one as human as she was. Everyone in her didn’t want to show her weakness, and they rejected her because it touched the deepest part of her self.

He was the first person to face his own weakness like this and apologize for showing that weakness. That fact shook Asti’s heart so much.

What is the reason why such a delicate and weak person cannot give up even though he is hurt and knows that he is hated by others? Asti was very curious about that.

But she decided not to ask him that much. Because she was confident that one day he would tell her.

One day, Prah may show her disappointing side.

You may lose your delicate, human heart and turn into a monster. I have seen many times how people who continue to be hated by others change.

However, Asti was confident that he would not be disappointed even if he showed such a side.

On the contrary, considering all that, she wanted to watch him even more.

Because the human nature of making mistakes and changing is the biggest characteristic of the humans she has always loved.

Although only a short time had passed, she felt that this contract with Prah was not all that bad.

She snuggled even deeper into Prah’s body, who hugged her. Because she was also thirsty for someone’s warmth.

For many years, the warmth of her Prah was that sweet to her, who watched her world from the ambiguous position of the devil who was her angel, unable to share warmth with anyone.

The warmth was so addictive that she prayed that this moment would last for quite some time. It was her first prayer to God since she fell from heaven and became a demon.

* * *

Open your eyes. It was a strangely refreshing morning. Have I ever had such an energizing morning in this world?

I looked at Asti sleeping soundly in my arms. For some reason, it was difficult to look straight at his face.

When I thought that I had shown all my shame yesterday, I felt like throwing the blanket over me. There’s a possibility that Asti didn’t hear…… Well. I would have bet everything that she heard.

It seemed like he was fully intoxicated with the early morning vibes.

I never thought I could say such an embarrassing line. It seemed like he had been influenced by possessing Prach’s body. Because Prah used to say embarrassing things to Aris in the past.

At the moment when I was wondering what kind of face I should look at Asti, Asti’s eyes opened as if she felt me tossing and turning.

As I was lying on her side, her long bangs that had grown down to her eyes were slightly tilted downward, so I could see her face completely.

At first she thought her eyes were the color of blood, but those eyes, bathed in the slightly rays of sunlight, were not an eerie blood color, but a passionate ruby color.

“Did you sleep well?”

When I say this with a smile, I feel like my face is turning red for no reason. Are you feeling ashamed? I stood up, thinking that this was truly pathetic in many ways.

But as expected, I had no choice but to respond to those words that were said out of consideration for me, so I turned my head and spoke softly.

“Thank you.”

“hehehe.”

Her low laugh rings in my ears. What could be so good?

The moment I was thinking that, her voice rang in my ears.

“I hope you don’t hate me too much.”

As expected, I was listening to everything. I cupped her flushed face in my hands and motioned to her.

“Get out.”

“Isn’t that too heartless? “He whispered so sweetly yesterday.”

“When did I say I was kind…” ….”

“Then isn’t that sweet? It’s the first time I’ve heard your voice like that. “Oh my god, it’s a voice that only Aris heard. I never thought I would hear it.”

“… ….”

“Anyway, thanks to you, I slept well too. I too have always needed someone’s warmth. So.”

She slightly lowered my hand covering her face, made eye contact with me, and said. When she looked directly at her, her eyes were beautifully curved. Did you know this guy could laugh like that?

The real smile on his face, which always contained only an annoyed expression, a pretended timid expression, or a mischievous smile, was stuck in my mind for no reason.

“Thank you.”

The guy who said that suddenly disappeared. I must have gone back to my room before anyone caught me. Because there was nothing good about finding out that we were sleeping in the same bed.

But even though her sight was gone, I still felt her face burning.

I covered my face with her hand in an attempt to relieve the burning sensation even just a little, but instead the burning sensation spread down my face and into her hand.

This feeling of heat clearly comes from shame. Thinking like that, I got out of bed. Now that I have a refreshing morning, I need to check my plan again and get to work.

Soon, midterm exams will begin and demons will be flooding in.