The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

Meow

“Serena?”

Serena stopped what she was about to say at the sudden voice of a third party.

When I turned her head to follow her gaze, red eyes were staring this way in the dark.

“Giselle? Why are you out here?”

“Yeah… do you have something to prepare for the festival?”

The woman called Giselle came toward us, hesitating, then replying.

A dark-haired girl in a uniform whose sleeves were loose enough to cover her hands.

‘Why does it feel familiar?’

She’s definitely a woman I’ve never met. But for some reason, it wasn’t the first time seeing her.

Is she by any chance related to Oran? Then, is she one of the Demon King’s minions?

Whatever she was, she was an uneasy woman.

“Isn’t the preparation for the festival already over?”

“Okay… there are still fireworks left. I’ve been diligently setting firecrackers.”

“How much is left?”

“That’s it… Just finish it.”

Giselle answered unnaturally, her voice trembling.

To set up firecrackers in such a deserted place?

Something suspicious.

“Quickly finish and go back.”

But Serena seemed to want to get her out of here as soon as possible rather than questioning her about it.

“Then let’s go finish it.”

Gisele seemed to have sensed Serena’s nuance, and she moved her steps straight in the direction we had been walking.

“By the way, who is next to Serena?”

“I don’t need to know.”

When Giselle, who passed by me and stopped, tilted her head and asked, Serena cut it off.

“Is that so? It smelled strangely familiar.”

She took a step closer to me and sniffed as she stuck her head in.

“No matter how much I think about it, it seems like someone I know. Can you take off the mask?”

“Don’t be rude and go quickly.”

Serena growled as Gisele grabbed her hand as she reached out towards me.

“Aha, that’s the situation? Sorry to interrupt your good time.”

Giselle’s broken wrist was red with her handprint.

It hurts, but she turns around with her head down, not wiping the smile off her face.

“…Suspicious.”

“What do you mean?”

“That girl.”

Her black hair, red eyes, and the name Giselle.

It was a woman who had never appeared in a novel.

However, Giselle’s behavior as if she recognized my identity gave me more confidence that she was the devil’s servant.

Watching Giselle recede from her. By the time she has completely disappeared, she turns her head to announce this.

“Oran.”

“…Why?”

Serena was staring at me with a cold gaze.

“I want you to focus only on me now.”

I wonder if Giselle doesn’t have to doubt that she wants her to focus on herself.

“Okay.”

“That’s a good answer.”

As she said, if Giselle was a dangerous person, she would have killed her already.

She decided not to worry about anything.

“…Rather than that, I think it’s time to go back.”

As we pulled out of the side road, Serena muttered quietly.

Since the ship is all gone, it’s okay to go back.

But at that time, I felt that she was a little bit regretful.

“Do you like cats?”

Serena asked her question.

“Do you like it?”

“Then why don’t you come and see the cat in my house?”

Because it’s obvious that I’ll be bored even if I go back to the demon king anyway.

“So what?”

“Well thought out.”

She decided to follow her.

…… Not because I really want to be with her a little longer, but because her cat is cute.

That was all.

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Contrary to my expectations that Serena would live in the palace, she headed to a small house near the palace.

“This is a place where I bought it with the money I earned by working directly without receiving it from Evil.”

I wonder if the money came from the pocket of the hero in the first place.

Serena didn’t bother to correct the fact because she had been proud of it.

“Now, come in.”

As she passed through her door, a scent as fragrant as flowers and as sweet as honey tickled her nose.

So this is a girl’s room. She went inside with expectations, but what unfolded before her eyes was an empty living room.

The bedroom, revealed through the open door, had no other furniture except for one bed.

There were some closed rooms, but I felt it would be no different.

What is your overall impression? It is more like a place to sleep rather than a place to rest.

“How is it?”

“It’s neat.”

To the point where it’s hard to think of it as a house for raising animals.

“Where’s the cat?”

“Oh, that’s…”

When I asked about her strangeness, Serena avoided my gaze. Then, she says something, pointing her finger towards her bedroom, as if she thought of something.

“It should be somewhere over there. Take a closer look…!”

Even though I stared at it for a while, there was no movement in the room with only one bed.

“No matter how you look at it…”

“Meow.”

Suddenly, the sound of a cat crying in my ears. To be precise, it was Serena’s voice that imitated the cry of a cat.

“Actually, there are no cats.”

Turning her head in the direction she heard her crying, she saw Serena, her cheeks reddened.

The acrid smell of alcohol wafting from her let her know that she had drunk her drink in a matter of seconds.

“……So can you please be satisfied with me instead of the cat?”

Serena gets drunk and pretends to be her cat.

The cuteness of cats has long since surpassed.

Of course I was satisfied, but there was an unanswered question.

“Why did you drink? Why did you lie?”

“Ahh…”

If you don’t want to say it, you can say no. Serena let out a cat meow and turned her head away, pretending not to hear.

Still, he naturally came up with a compromise, as if he couldn’t bear to ignore my gaze.

“…Since I lied, I will become your cat today.”

To be a cat. It looked like he was properly drunk.

“I am your cat. So…”

Serena, re-declaring that she is a cat, tugged at my hand.

I wondered what she was going to do. I let her go and she put my hand on her head.

“Shouldn’t you stroke it lovingly like you did before?”

The cat muttered the common sense that she should be petting her head and moved my hand around to pet her own head.

“Being your cat… I can’t help this shame.”

As she moved my hand on her own accord, she said something that could be misunderstood.

…… Of course, I did pet it with some selfishness.

Perhaps because of that, Serena’s hair was disheveled in a short time.

She felt sorry for her when she caught the hair of her hair that had risen in her hair and tried to remove her hand.

“Why are you trying to get her hands off me?”

“Didn’t you say it was a shame?”

“Do you know what to do if you don’t like a cat?”

“…How do you do it?”

Serena’s cheeks puffed out, and something shiny caught her eye through the gap in her clothes.

Looking closely, I realized that it was a dagger with a sharpened blade.

“I heard that it scratches the owner.”

Did he mean by saying that he scratched the owner and stabbed me with that dagger?

Serena was so drunk that her eyes were unfocused.

She said in one word that she doesn’t know what she might do to me in a weak state of mind and body.

I had no choice but to put my hand over her head again.

“Huuu, your touch is rough as if you’ve been waiting for this moment.”

“I didn’t put so much effort on it… But you’re better than that, aren’t you?”

“Okay, what?”

“Your body is shaking.”

Serena’s legs trembled as if she was going to sit down any minute, probably from the aftermath of her drinking.

“Shouldn’t I rest now?”

“Are you… avoiding me?”

“Look at your condition now.”

Serena couldn’t deny that she knew that her body wasn’t normal and bit her lips.

“Then, provide evidence that you are not avoiding it.”

“How about evidence?”

Then Serena, who painted her fishy smile on her lips, took her by the hand and dragged her to her own bedroom.

Serena lay down on the bed without letting go of my hand. I ended up lying down next to her.

“Please hold my hand until tomorrow morning.”

“…What?”

“No need to worry. As long as you sleep holding hands, nothing will happen.”

As if she didn’t even know this fact, she sneered at her and squeezed her hand playfully.

It’s safe to sleep holding hands. Although it is true, the bed I am lying on is a single size bed.

Skin colliding accidentally while sleeping… You have already reached

“Huh, I’m tired.”

With a pleasant whimper, Serena rubbed her head in my arms.

The scent down her nose gave her a little dizziness.

Really, it was vicious bullying that seemed to test my patience.

…… Then, a question suddenly popped into my mind.

Didn’t Serena decide to bully me today?

“So this is the end of the day?”

Serena, who had been gently closing her eyes when she couldn’t hold back her question, opened her eyes in surprise.

“…What is the end?”

“You told me you were going to get revenge on me.”

“Didn’t you like your day today?”

“No, I think it’s rather comfortable.”

Serena said that she would give back as much as she received, but she said that today, rather than suffering, she only healed a lot.

“It was comfortable, if you thought that, it was the perfect revenge.”

“A perfect revenge?”

“Because you treated me comfortably too.”

Serena’s eyes gradually closed.

“So I… I wanted to pay the same…”

The expression on her face as she fell asleep with the villain right next to her seemed so comfortable.