How should I survive in a different world as a reincarnated villain?

Sir is so nice, why don't I like him?

That gentleman doesn't like me, it must be because I'm not good enough.

Well... maybe it's because I'm a brave man. After all, it's been a century-old prophecy that a brave man from another world will kill the Demon King. Isn't there a scene of me confronting my husband in the prophecy book in his hand?

The small details that I had deliberately ignored in the past suddenly surged up, clearing away the fog that blocked my eyes, making everything extremely clear.

If only I wasn't a hero.

But in that case, I'm afraid I won't meet Mr.

I tried to empty my mind, and I didn't want to think about those troublesome things, but the bitterness in my heart affected my eyes. Before I realized it, there were big tears falling from the corners of my eyes.

I blinked my eyes hard, but unfortunately the clarity in front of my eyes only lasted for a moment before being blurred by tears again, and I couldn't even see Mr. Dai's expression clearly.

No, Mr. hates crying people the most.

I wiped away the excess tears with my sleeves in embarrassment, and the merciless strength made the surroundings of my eyes red and hot. I obviously didn't want to cry, but this tingling feeling seemed to give me an excuse to continue, Before it was wiped clean, the tear glands completely collapsed, and the voice quickly became choked up.

"Yeah, I'm sorry... Ugh... I didn't want to cry..."

But the more I said this, the more I cried, and my emotions became worse and worse, full of fear of being hated by my husband, and self-loathing for this cowardice.

What's there to cry about? You've survived for so many years, and it's about to end soon. Why are you being hypocritical at this moment?

Just a little more... just a little more...

But no matter what I said to myself, the tears showed no signs of stopping. The worst thing was that my mouth gradually became uncontrollable, and I started to speak indiscriminately.

"I didn't do it on purpose... I didn't want to... But I just can't control it... It's really tiring..."

As time passed, my husband still didn't respond, didn't move or speak, which made me more desperate and my thoughts more extreme.

Even so, don't you want to comfort me?

The uneasiness accumulated for a long time finally burst out all at once. Even though I was out of breath from crying, I still bit my lower lip tightly and did not make a sound.

Unrequited love is really a very insecure thing, especially if you like someone who can never like you.

I don't want to give up, but I don't know what to do. All that's left is a steady stream of pain.

"Please...kill me..."

If you die, it shouldn't be so painful, right?

I gave up on myself and pressed down on the eyeballs, using the pain to temporarily relieve the tears, then raised my head with a pair of red eyes, and then pulled out a smile.

"Please."

Mister may have been frightened by me, and he was stunned for a long time. It was because I took the initiative to step forward that he lowered his head as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He still didn't speak, just looked at me quietly, his brows were slightly frowned, and he looked unhappy, but I didn't feel scared. Every detail is engraved in my mind.

Maybe there will be no future, now I can watch it for a while, so that I will regret not watching it more when I am about to die.

In the next second, a white light suddenly appeared on my body, and then I felt a lightness in my body.

A very familiar feeling, a healing technique.

In the past, when my head and limbs were sore from training, my husband would use healing techniques to relieve my discomfort.

I blinked and looked at the only person here who might have used this spell.

"gentlemen?"

"How does it feel?"

Although the doubts in my heart were not answered, I answered them honestly.

"Very comfortable."

It's a bit hard to say, but when I think of Mr.'s magic power will penetrate into my body with the magic, I feel happy about it from the bottom of my heart, as if we have merged into one.

Well, I can only comfort myself like this.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I seem to see my husband heaving a sigh of relief.

"Be careful next time, don't touch messy things casually."

I was half a beat too late to understand why, and then a ridiculous guess suddenly popped up in my head.

Sir, you don't think I said those words because of magic, do you?

I stared carefully at the expression of my husband, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that this conjecture was true. I felt both ridiculous and sad in my heart. I just wanted to confess angrily, but I was discouraged the moment the words came out.

"...I see."

After such an encounter, I missed the opportunity for a showdown, and I was in no mood to continue shopping, and before I took the initiative to bring it up, the husband seemed to understand something, and proposed to go back first.

This back refers to going back to the castle. After taking me to a certain room, the husband disappeared.

It really disappeared, it turned into a black mist and disappeared directly in front of my face.

It's not like teleportation magic, it should be another special teleportation magic with similar effect.

I lay on the edge of the bathtub filled with hot water, with a wet towel on my head, recalling the scene when my husband left again and again.

Think about it, since Mr. is willing to use the magic of the demons in front of me, it should mean that he doesn't mind exposing his true ability. Although it is not a very special magic, it is just a beginning, right?

But why am I still so uncomfortable?

I sighed softly, turned around and faced up, slowly sank and buried half of my face in the water, blowing bubbles in boredom.

Compared with the past, this kind of life can be called a paradise. I can see my husband every day, and I don’t have heavy studies and trivial work, but human beings are such greedy creatures. After getting what they want, Often there will be an insatiable desire for more.

Just like me, I used to think that it was enough to be by my husband's side, but now I expect to be the only one by my husband's side, knowing that it is impossible, I want to be the most special one.

But what is the most special?

It is feasible for a brave man who actively asks for death, but it is a bit difficult if the husband does not cooperate. After all, the key here is to be killed by the husband, not to commit suicide.

As for another option...

After soaking until my head was dizzy and my consciousness was a little blurred, I stood up from the bathtub, wrapped in a bath towel and walked out, and fell myself onto the soft big bed while maintaining a wet state.

Even I would be afraid, and what scares me the most is that my husband is no longer my husband.

No matter how much I don't want to admit it, I can't deny how much my husband's real identity has influenced me. Even if I can deceive myself time and time again, I still feel uneasy because of it. This is a fact.

In the next few days, my husband seemed very busy. Although he didn't go out, I could always see familiar or unfamiliar faces looking for him.

Although Mr. will not deliberately avoid me, the eyes of those demons looking over are obviously saying: "Why are you still here?"

At this time, I will start to pretend to be stupid, holding the ancient books from the library and sitting by the window beside me, watching the scenery while reading.

As for those voices... I didn't mean to hear them, they got into my ears by themselves.

Even if I don't have mind reading skills, I can still hear those demons say in my heart that I am shameless.

Of course, I don't think there is anything wrong with my behavior, I just don't want to be too far away from my husband, and only when I can see him or hear his voice, I will have a little sense of security and want me to leave voluntarily. That is impossible.

Besides, if it was really something I couldn't hear, my husband would have called me out a long time ago, why would he let me sit there as a background board full of presence.

Thinking about it this way, I am a little happy.

Finally on the fourth day, Mr. left the castle, but he didn't intend to take me with him, because the fake brave and his party knew my face, and my identity was not suitable to appear in front of them.

Very convincing, but I do not want to accept.

When I offered to change a face with a potion or magic, the sir just rubbed my head, as in the old days, and said.

"obedient."

I don't want to be obedient at all, but I can't refuse such a gentleman, so he has already left after hesitating.

"I'll be right back."

Halfway through my hand, my husband turned into a black mist and disappeared in front of me, as if he was in a hurry.

"...Bon Voyage."

After Mr. left, I didn’t have much interest in reading. Not only could I not read the book, but I was also easily distracted when doing other things. After closing the door for the fourth time, I could get my hand caught. I finally gave up wandering. Sit down in a daze aboveboard.

What are you doing now sir?

Thinking about it, the picture in my head was fixed on the face of my husband, I saw him smiling at me, and then raised his hand to touch my head.

Sir seems to enjoy doing this move, but I actually don't like it very much.

To be precise, I used to like it, but now I don't like it. I always feel that this is an action only for children, as if I am still a child in the eyes of my husband.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help gripping the armrest of the chair tightly. The sharp corner of the decorative pattern on the outside was right on my ring finger. The tighter I squeezed, the deeper the corner became embedded, and the pain became stronger.

It hurts, but if it can relieve the pain in my heart and divert my attention, it will be fine.

What should I do to make my husband like me as a woman?

Before my husband came back, I started a series of thinking on this issue. When I came back to my senses, it had been four or five hours since my husband left, and I had been sitting here for nearly two hours. hour.

Because I kept a posture for a long time without moving, I almost failed to stand firmly when I got up. If I hadn't supported the window sill in time, I would have staggered and fell down.

After moving my limbs a little bit, I walked towards the kitchen according to the route I remembered, and asked the male demon who came over temporarily to be the chef to teach me cooking under the pretext of being bored.

This male demon is one of the few demons in the castle who have no ill intentions towards me. I guess he doesn’t know my identity yet, and he only thinks that I am a human being picked up by the Lord Demon King. Aiwujiwu is not like those demon generals He was on guard against me at all times and wanted to separate me from my husband.

Don't get me wrong, sir didn't tell them that I am a real brave man. The identity I mentioned here refers to my acquaintance with the "brave man". I always felt that I wanted to prevent them from killing the "brave", so I stayed by Mr.'s side. Several times I heard them say that I should be careful when I do something to the Lord Demon King.

I agree with them very much. People who are not my race must have different hearts, especially cunning creatures like humans. It is impossible to guard against it, but it is impossible to say that I will hurt Mr. for the sake of other humans.

Even if they are of the same race, my relationship with them is limited to acquaintances. I can’t even say that I am familiar with them. I don’t want them to die like this. It’s just a rare feeling of compassion. If I really want to choose between them and my husband, I don’t even need to think about it. Think I'll just pick Mr.

This time is not too early or too late, it is not a busy time, the chef just thought about it for a while, agreed to my request, and expressed my real plan in a teasing tone.

"Are you planning to make a meal for Lord Demon King yourself?"

Being told what was on my mind, my cheeks turned red quickly.

"...En." Apart from the initial shyness, I confessed straightforwardly, "I also want to do something for Lord Demon King, but I don't know how to do it."

"Let's leave it to me." The chef patted his chest with a confident face, "I know exactly what adults like, as long as you study hard, it is absolutely no problem to catch your stomach!"

Listening to his teasing tone, my cheeks became hotter, and my eyes shone brighter at the same time.

"I will study hard! Please!"