I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

209 – A World Where Everyone Is Unhappy (4)

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Sylvia watched Ash slowly close his gaping mouth.

I wonder what kind of expression he has on his face.

Although she was very curious, Sylvia did not have the courage to look into that face and slowly lowered her head.

It was so funny.

Even the ominous atmosphere of the Demon King, which seemed to directly instill fear into the human brain, was ignored by the warrior Sylvia with just one breath, but she was unable to move in front of this skinny boy.

But, there was nothing I could do.

For Sylvia, this moment was the most terrifying time she had ever faced in her life.

“Ugh…”

In retrospect, Sylvia was a person who was good at ignoring fear.

When my comrades were dying, I was definitely scared, but I endured because I had a goal to run towards.

When I realized that I would have to live forever alone in the forest, my despair was greater than my fear.

In addition, many other crises and dangers have befallen Sylvia, but she has never once cowered in fear.

What these cases had in common was that they had some degree of predictability about what would happen in the future.

Sylvia was so strong that she could suppress her fear just by anticipating what was to come.

If you can anticipate it, you can come up with a plan, and with Sylvia’s power, those plans usually work.

If the plan doesn’t work, then you just have to give up and despair because it’s an unavoidable fate.

Fear was a distant thought to Sylvia.

‘Ash…’

However, such a seasoned attitude was not effective in front of Ash.

When he first appeared in front of her, she was afraid that he would see her face,

Later on, I was afraid that he would leave.

He was so afraid that he would die standing before the Demon King.

And now, she was afraid that he would not forgive her.

“…”

5 seconds.

No, maybe it’s been 10 seconds.

In fact, to Sylvia, it felt like more than a minute had passed.

Ash still kept his mouth shut.

Maybe not even a second had passed.

Sylvia, who was shaking with fear to the point where she felt as if the floor was shaking, lowered her head even further because this terrible silence was too much for her.

I shouldn’t have said that.

That regret came to Sylvia’s mind several times.

In fact, Sylvia wasn’t good enough to feel guilty about killing those people.

Even if she had to hide this fact for the rest of her life, Sylvia was confident that she would not feel any pangs of conscience as long as Ashman stayed by her side.

But just a moment ago, Ash’s innocent question dug into a corner of Sylvia’s heart, wrapped in such a hard shell, like a dagger gently digging between her ribs.

Why are you so anxious?

Don’t you know that I love you?

Ash, that was the implication of the question.

Of course Sylvia knew too.

Ash loves himself.

Alice, Pia, and Sylvia knew that no matter how many times they kissed him, his heart was still turned towards them.

Not knowing that, Sylvia was too sensitive to everything about Ash.

However, Sylvia suddenly realized at this moment that Ash’s love for her was built on lies.

‘Ash, Ash, why do you love me?’

Sylvia knows why.

But does Ash know?

The reason he became dependent on me, the reason he loved me and not someone else.

It was a murder committed by Ash under a curse.

And the one who was watching from behind as the murder occurred was none other than Sylvia.

Sylvia, who was watching from the side, knew only too well how much that incident had ruined Ash.

It was from that day on that he, who had already considered himself a sinner because of Layla’s death, came to the conclusion that his own life had no value.

Sylvia watched all of Ash’s changes while trying hard to hide her sinister smile.

In fact, even when he was barely able to leave the house, Sylvia felt sorry for him and secretly rejoiced.

By then she had learned that he was Maria’s brother, but rather than feeling guilty, she felt relieved that he would not leave her, so Sylvia turned her eyes away from her disgusting self and accepted all the happiness and pleasure Ash provided.

That happiness and pleasure were like a drug. The more I received it, the more my heart raced, and the more I ate it, the more I wanted it.

No matter how much I longed for it and how much I got it, it was always not enough.

But surprisingly, Ash gave Sylvia as much happiness as she wanted, whenever she wanted it.

Of course, even that wasn’t enough for Sylvia, but it wasn’t enough to make her dissatisfied.

Ash was slowly but surely filling the void that Sylvia had felt all her life.

Until he suddenly disappeared.

“… ha…”

The day that Ash, who was dying from magic addiction, disappeared while Sylvia was sleeping for a while.

Sylvia was gripped by a greater sense of despair than the day she massacred the people of Millwood Village.

Ash died, no… at least he chose to quietly disappear because he knew it was the result of his own greed.

Ash shared his love with Sylvia, but paradoxically, he began to love himself less and less.

Sylvia was shocked that he had chosen to leave her rather than struggle to live with her.

Only then did Sylvia realize for the first time what she had done wrong.

Like Maria, Ash left everything to Sylvia until the end.

“Sorry…”

Sylvia spoke with difficulty, her trembling lips moving.

Miraculously, I met him again, and together with him, I defeated the Demon King, the source of all nightmares.

Even Sylvia herself couldn’t understand why she was revealing this fact to Ash.

Was it because he himself was not honest with himself in a love built on lies?

Is it because of the anxiety that he can no longer be caught, now that he has been released from the Demon King’s curse?

Could it be because he wanted to resolve the root of his abnormal obsession with Ash?

Was it because he wondered whether this lovely lover would still love him after knowing all these facts?

Maybe it was because I suddenly felt scared when I saw him dying again by the magic and when I remembered the moment he left without saying a word.

But whatever the cause, Sylvia regretted her impulsive confession.

“I really… was wrong… I was wrong…”

“…Sylvia.”

Sylvia immediately shut her mouth, afraid to miss Ash’s voice that had finally flowed out.

At the same time, her head was lowered further towards the ground.

The rough wooden floor of the unfinished cabin scratched Sylvia’s forehead, drawing blood.

But Sylvia didn’t move and just kept her head down.

At that moment, a rustling sound reached Sylvia’s ears.

Ash is approaching Sylvia.

Should I swear or slap him?

Or maybe he was trying to stab Sylvia with the sword he had thrown on the floor?

At that time, an extremely fearful imagination was tormenting Sylvia’s head.

Ash’s palm was gently placed on top of that complicated head that seemed ready to burst.

“… It must have been hard.”

“… Huh, huh?”

“I guess you thought that the reason I loved Sylvia was because I was deceived… That’s why you were so anxious.”

“… Ah, ah…”

Sylvia slowly raised her head.

No, Ash was slowly lifting her head.

Ash lifted Sylvia’s face with a gentle hand.

The two people’s eyes, still red but much lighter than before, reflected each other’s faces dimly.

Large tears rolled down from Sylvia’s eyes.

This was because no trace of anger could be read on Ash’s expression reflected in his watery eyes.

“…”

Ash said nothing.

To be exact, it was closer to not being able to do it.

It was also true that I felt a great sense of betrayal at the shocking truth that was too much to say.

The horrific murder that occurred that day clearly had a profound effect on Ash’s values.

It’s all my fault that those people died.

Ash was thinking so.

I tried to think that it was because of the twisted fate of the Demon King, but I couldn’t do that after I found out that the people who died that day were Alice’s subordinates who had come to find me.

The fact that the reason they came to this forest and the person who killed them were both Ash himself remains unchanged.

Perhaps, Ash’s selfless sacrifice in the fight against the Demon King was also meant as atonement for them and Layla.

That’s why no words came out of Ash’s mouth, neither forgiving Sylvia nor telling her it was okay.

“… Ha, I’m crazy too.”

However, it wasn’t because of that that I fell in love with Sylvia.

It was obviously a different story how Ash fell in love with Sylvia.

At this moment, looking into each other’s faces, Ash thought deeply.

Sylvia’s face was streaked with tears and blood, her expression contorted with fear and guilt.

It was a face that was neither dignified nor beautiful anymore, but rather miserable.

But why does even this appearance look so lovely?

“… under,”

Ash chuckled.

I tried to say something, but it was hard to get the words out, so I just moved my lips.

As Ash’s lips trembled and he finally fell silent, Sylvia’s expression changed in real time, going up and down between anticipation and despair.

Ash couldn’t be angry anymore at that stupid piece of shit.

She just quietly placed both hands on his shoulders and gently hugged his neck.

“Ugh,”

Sylvia cried like a child.

Ash only just realized it now.

The reason he fell in love with Sylvia wasn’t because she was a strong person he could rely on.

It was because of the compassion felt in his pitiful appearance, where he had no choice but to helplessly accept the pain despite possessing such great strength, and because of his noble appearance in which he did not avoid the fate that had been given to him even while suffering so much.

Although she had dragged Ash into her own fate by holding onto his ankles, in fact, Ash himself was already half-way into her fate, unable to bear to see Sylvia grieving alone.

Ash buried his face in Sylvia’s shoulder and lightly patted her head as she sobbed.

Then Sylvia said in a tearful voice.

“why…”

“…”

“Why, ugh… why, are you forgiving me?”

“Do you need a reason?”

Sylvia shook her head vigorously.

Then, soon after, he nodded again in surprise.

“Because… I, Ash…”

It seemed like he felt guilty about asking Ash for forgiveness for no reason.

In fact, the fact that she, who had nothing to fear in the world, was reflecting on herself like this made Ash not want to scold her any more.

But since Sylvia wanted a reason, Ash took a moment to carefully choose the words rolling around in his mouth and head.

“Yeah, Sylvia lied to me.”

“…”

Sylvia flinched sharply.

“You deceived me, you betrayed me. You made me commit the most horrible thing in the world with my own hands. You led me, weak as I was, into seeking Sylvia’s embrace in the most despicable way.”

Very poignant words.

Every time Ash uttered a word, Sylvia’s body flinched violently.

Sylvia began to cling to Ash’s back with all her might, as if this was the last hug in her life.

The sight was so adorable, Ash almost burst out laughing.

“But what can I do if I love you?”

“… what?”

“Why? Did you think that meant I wouldn’t love Sylvia?”

Sylvia slowly moved away from Ash and looked at his face.

Ash pretended to look angry, but his eyes were filled with love.

Sylvia buried her head in Ash’s chest and sobbed.

Ash said, hugging Sylvia’s completely exposed white back.

“Yeah, I know. Even I think it’s crazy. Honestly, I still feel betrayed, but what can I do? Even now, you look pretty covered in snot.”

“… Ugh,”

“I’m disappointed. But I still love you.”

“Ash…”

“Well, that’s how everyone lives. Isn’t that how married couples live?”

Sylvia hugged Ash’s body tightly.

Then she laid Ash’s body back down on the blanket and slowly lay down next to him.

“Ash…”

“huh.”

“Can I live with Ash?”

“huh.”

“Can I kiss Ash?”

“As much as you want.”

“What about s*x?”

“You can, but not now.”

“Can I love Ash?”

“…”

Ash gave Sylvia a quick kiss on the lips and smiled faintly.

“Love me.”

Sylvia immediately kissed Ash’s mouth, neck, and chest in turn.

No, it was more like licking than kissing.

Sylvia’s lips, which had been wandering all over Ash’s body while exhaling hot breath, slowly moved towards Ash’s groin.

Ash said, grabbing Sylvia’s shoulder.

“Wait, wait, what are you doing?”

“…I’ll suck it.”

“I’m telling you, even though I love you, I really can’t do it right now.”

Sylvia shook her head.

“You don’t have to do it. You don’t have to have s*x. It’s okay if you don’t get an erection.”

“… what?”

“Reflecting… No, no. Because I’m grateful, because I love you… I want to express this feeling somehow… So I’ll make Ash feel good. Don’t worry. I’ll endure it by rubbing myself. I’ll serve Ash in a good mood.”

“… You don’t have to do that.”

Sylvia shook her head again.

“I just want to make Ash feel good. I’ll work hard, and Ash will feel good on his own. I can’t stand to suck Ash’s dick right now.”

“What is that… Wait… Ouch, ugh!”

Sylvia stuffed Ash’s flabby penis into her mouth.

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