The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

Because I Want It (feat – Serena)

Oran had to kiss me.

Not because I want that, but because it makes sense.

As much as I did, he had to do the same.

“Oran.”

“What’s up?”

“I’m thirsty.”

“Then…”

“You can eat it yourself. You can praise it or punish it if you want.”

So, for several days, I induced him to punish me.

“Stay still until I return.”

“…That’s too easy.”

“It’s a bee.”

But instead of bothering me, he cared for me until I was completely healed.

…… It was a problem because he was too kind.

“Are you not satisfied with just me?”

When he returned with Sharenne, I was afraid that it might not have been enough to harass me.

“The reason I brought Sharenne… Was to check your condition.”

But after hearing the reason, I thought it was all right.

Abducting Evil’s lover, Charenn, for my sake.

It must have been a risk, but knowing that and bringing her saint here, was I worth the risk?

Puch, I couldn’t look at his face properly because the stupid smile seemed to keep leaking out.

After barely calming my heart, I tried to raise my head, but my body didn’t move according to my will as if it were paralyzed.

“Why are you doing this? You’re trembling like someone who’s done something wrong to me.”

Oran was avoiding my gaze with a face that said, ‘I was wrong.’

It was certainly cute to see him flustered, but I wondered why he did this to me.

Did he really think that I would get angry without even asking for the proper reasons?

I was a little disappointed. Even if I did something wrong, couldn’t you believe that much?

… I thought it was selfish. But what can I do?

I wanted you to treat me like that.

“Too far, close.”

“Oh, sorry.”

There was an accident where I fell forward because I couldn’t keep my center of gravity.

Fortunately, Oran caught me, so I wasn’t hurt.

His embrace was warm.

“Hmmm, did you think I would attack you without even listening to you?”

If you didn’t like me, you could have let me hurt you. But he didn’t.

I thought ‘there must be a story behind him’ when he looked like he kindly helped me.

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My distrust of him melted away like snow.

“Doesn’t it make you want to attack a hostage who can’t resist…?”

So all I had to do was force him to kiss me like I did.

“Never listen.”

But maybe it’s because he’s too kind? The temptation under the guise of provocation did not work.

…… It’s okay to be a little harsh.

So this wasn’t because I wanted to, but to clear up my guilt.

“Are you going to leave me who can’t do anything because of the medicine you gave me?”

Once I even tried an irrational number.

“Then what do you want me to do?”

“Does that mean you’ll do anything for me?”

“Isn’t it…?”

Oran answered me shyly. If he asked for a kiss here, he thought, he might.

“……I want to get wet.”

But isn’t that what I’m asking of Oran?

It was absolutely not possible because I wanted Oran to do it voluntarily.

Looking at him for not refusing to ask him to hold him and take him to the bathroom, a feeling of regret lingered in his mind, wondering if he should have just asked.

“Rather than that, don’t you feel strange holding me like this?”

“Not at all.”

I tried to speak with courage, but it failed as expected. Even being too kind was a problem.

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“…Why are you doing that?”

“It may sound strange, but I hope you will listen to it.”

I was so frustrated that I unknowingly confided it to Sharenne.

“Can I tell you a way?”

I thought she would look at me strangely for doing this to an enemy, but.

Not only did he listen to my story seriously, but he also gave me useful advice.

“But what is a safe day?”

“You don’t need to know it in depth, and if the method I mentioned above doesn’t work, you can use it as a last resort.”

There were some parts I didn’t understand in Sharenne’s advice, but I decided to believe it.

Because I’m dating Evil. You probably know more about men than I do.

‘As long as I follow Sharenne’s advice, I and Oran…….’

A thought suddenly popped into my head.

…… Regardless of the possibility, why the hell did I even think of this?

Could I even hope for that?

I guess not… It would not have been.

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“Oran, are you here? …But your eyes are strange. Are you okay?”

He was fine until this morning, but for a very short time, his eyes were completely open like a drunk.

I thought it was sick, but he said it was fine.

Then… You can start

“Oran, could you come closer?”

As Sharenne advised, I brought him closer first.

“Don’t you feel strange looking at me?”

Is it because he took a bath? Or was it that Sharenne’s advice to change clothes worked?

When I asked to find out his intentions, Oran, who earlier pretended not to hear and refused, perked up his ears and couldn’t take his eyes off me.

Does it work? He had a glimmer of hope, but he never lifted a finger.

Now that it’s like this, I have no choice but to use the last resort that Sharenne told me about.

“Oran, it’s a safe day, so that’s fine.”

The moment I said those words and blinked once, my back was on the mattress.

As I look up at the shadow that casts over her face, Or An climbs on top of me and eats me…….

Chuup

No, they got eaten.

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My lips met and his tongue squeezed into my mouth.

I tried to push it away in a moment of fear, but I felt strange as Oran’s breath and saliva seeped into me.

As if I was drunk… He felt that he didn’t want to part with him.

“Haa… ha… this is what it felt like to be attacked.”

The intense kiss ended with each other’s tongues entwined and greedy for each other.

I felt that Oran must have been satisfied because he was attacked so defenselessly and intensely.

“That, your eyes are scary. Ho, are you still not satisfied…?”

But Oran’s black eyes looking down at me were still burning with deep desire.

He tried to undress me. Why? Wasn’t progress already out?

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Maybe there was another step I didn’t know about… ?

I tried to shake off Oran’s hand in fear of the unknown. However, because his body was not strong, he could not resist.

His shoulder straps flowed down. I don’t know why he wants to see me naked.

“……If you want, you can do as you please.”

I felt that if he wanted anything from me, he would do anything for me.

To liquidate karma? It wasn’t. Just… Because I want him to be happy.

I made up my mind in my head. Even so, his limbs did not stop shaking.

But it was fine. Since it was Oran, he seemed to be kind enough to guide me.

I left everything to him and closed my eyes.

Thump!!!

A dull sound accompanied by a loud vibration. When I opened my eyes, Oran was lying on top of me.

“…Oran?”

I was taken aback for a moment, wondering if he was wrong, but fortunately, he buried his head in my arms and breathed out.

I think he passed out after banging his head on the head of his bed… Why did you hit him on the head?

“It was Yasugak, but it’s a pity.”

“…Sharon?”

While her head went blank, Sharenne trudged into her room.

“How did you get here? Than Yas? What does that mean?”

“…Isn’t Oran in danger?”

Shareen, who hurriedly covered her lips with her hand, avoided my gaze and said something else.

“Oran is fine. Rather, tell me what you mean by the words you just said.”

Although she did not know the reason, she questioned because the words she mentioned seemed to have something to do with the situation just now.

After maintaining her silence for a while, Charen looked at her and let out a sigh openly.

“Serena, Yas… So s*x…”

Then he slowly continued to explain about ‘s*x’.

I couldn’t understand half of what Charen was saying.

However, the content of men and women stripping her clothes and putting her reproductive organs in close contact is unpleasant and disgusting.

…… It was a story that made her stomach tingle.

“If you hold her hand and sleep… Wouldn’t you have a baby?”

“Who the hell did you get s*x education from?”

Sharenne, who snorted, was genuinely astonished.

With this, I knew one thing for sure. She couldn’t conceive a baby if she slept holding her hand. She had to have s*x.

The question here is, then why did Oran want to do that with me… ?

“That’s… I drugged him.”

“What did you feed? More than that, why did you feed it?”

“Don’t bother dragging it out and tell me… So, I think I can escape quickly if I do this.”

Like a limp child expecting scolding from her, Charenne wiggled her fingers with her head down.

She was angry at me for hurting Oran, but she couldn’t curse at me for doing it to help me.

“Then Oran told me about the drug… but why did you stop halfway?”

As soon as I realized one truth about her, I kept questioning her.

According to Sharenne, Oran got drunk on her drug and kissed her, then she and me… She would have even wanted to have s*x.

Why didn’t you?

‘Did you change your mind when you saw me?’

… Oran didn’t like me.

…… She’s even kissed her, but she’s not attractive enough to do more than that.

……… Oran hates me.

“Looking at it, I put up with it for Serena’s sake, but why is her face wrinkled?”

While I was getting infinitely closer to her feelings of despair, I finally came to my senses at a word from Charen.

“……For me?”

“Yes, it means that I was considerate for Serena who didn’t know anything.”

Caring, did you put up with it for me?

Drunk Oran wanted to have fun while doing this and that with me.

I wonder if he resisted his desire even when he was afraid of me?

It’s not because you hate me, it’s for me.

Puch, I let out a sloppy laugh without even realizing it.

“But Serena doesn’t seem to have any objection to Oran’s actions?”

“……That’s right.”

I know Oran is kind.

I had a vague feeling that he wouldn’t harm me, so I must have reacted that way without even realizing it.

Should I reply, “I trust him,” Then?

I really don’t know how to put this into words.

“Do you like Oran?”

Do you like Oran? As he recalled that sentence, his hands and feet trembled.

It’s more than a trembling caused by reluctance.

Throbbing, it was close to that.

Do I really like Oran?

…… I am the devil’s minion?

“It can’t be.”

“Is that so? Then why did you kiss Oran before?”

“That’s it…”

Do you think Oran will suffer the most?

There was no such thing as being impulsive because of being drunk.

But the main reason is probably.

“I believed Oran would forgive me even if I did something like that.”

“Then I guess I liked it from then on.”

“……It was an accident that happened while drunk.”

In response to my answer, Charennen muttered, ‘Emotions show up easily when you drink alcohol,’ and smiled meaningfully.

“Then why did Oran want to kiss you?”

“Guilt…”

“Serena, don’t lie to me.”

I was at a loss for words at Sharenne’s stinging bruise.

Am I lying?

Oran had to kiss me.

I wanted that, so it made sense.

…… Ah?

“Look at that. Even Serena knows about it, but she’s just denying it.”

Shareen speaks with a snort. She couldn’t refute.

‘Do I really like Oran?’

I needed to check it out.

…… Not because I’m curious, but because I want to be sure.

That was all.