I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

12 – Sosa (12)

The girl had a dream.

In that dream, the girl became a butterfly and saw a bird. The feathers of her birds were golden, shining brilliantly in the rye.

The other girl also had a dream.

In that dream, the girl was a bird. She is a bird that wants to fly to the end of the sky and look down on everyone. But she lacked the courage to flap her wings. By flapping her wings like that, she could reach the clouds, but not the sun.

A butterfly flew to such a bird. Butterflies fluttered beside the birds. The wind was cool, tickling, and soft, so the bird giggled.

Butterflies and flying birds laughed more than yesterday. Tomorrow again laughed more than today, and the day after tomorrow laughed more than tomorrow.

They passed the day, and the bird and the butterfly became friends before they knew it. From that day on, the bird’s golden feathers seemed brighter than before.

Butterflies and birds flew together for days and days. There were many things.

She saved a butterfly from being eaten by her praying mantis, a butterfly picked flowers and nectar for a bird, and a bird and butterfly raced flight for lunch.

As those days continued, the bird started flying higher.

Then one day, a large cloud appeared in front of the butterfly and the bird.

The cloud was huge and fast enough to eat other clouds. If left on, it could eat up all the clouds and become a huge storm.

And it was almost certain that the storm would create devastating pools of water and whipping winds that would make everything that could fly unable to fly.

The butterfly proposed to the bird.

-Would you like to stir that cloud? Then the clouds won’t disperse and become a storm.

Seeing her own wings not big enough to dispel her clouds, the butterfly addressed her indignantly to her bird.

The clouds were very close to the sun. I was afraid of the leaking sun. In addition, there was also a feeling that other birds that did not like being wet and unable to fly in the rain.

The bird wandered. Fear or courage, which one to respect.

While doing so, the butterfly spoke.

-You are the most wonderful bird. You can do it.

At those words, the bird remembered the days spent with the butterfly. Even thinking about it, it was a wonderful day for her. She realized that the bird with the butterfly was flying more powerfully than she could have imagined.

As the birds hovered around the clouds, remembering those days, the butterflies gave her the last courage. She had landed lightly on the bird’s beak, buried her own beautiful clusters of light and gone.

The days that passed, what the butterfly gave now became the bird’s courage.

So the bird took off with great force. He entered the clouds and flapped his wings stronger than ever. In order to make the storm recede, she herself became the storm.

The bird closed its eyes tightly and flapped its wings several times. Meanwhile, I heard something strange.

A cry like a child’s cry resounded in the clouds.

The bird opened its eyes only then. There, in the clouds, was a small firefly.

Only then did the bird realize.

This cloud was not just a cloud, but the tears of a firefly. It was the tears of sorrow that the bird stirred up and disappeared without being able to resolve all the grievances in the world.

It was a symbol of resentment, made by fireflies while extinguishing my own flame.

That it was the last sadness of a life that could not be contained in that small body.

By the time I knew all that, it was after the bird had driven away the clouds.

The bird undid the cry of a life in order to drive away the storm that hadn’t been blown away.

It was so shocking that the bird flew away from the sun, far below, as if falling down.

In despair, the butterfly denied it when it saw the bird flying far below the sun. He kept hovering around the bird and whispering.

-No, those weren’t tears.

I bet it wasn’t. And

The bird knew that this was a butterfly’s consideration. She also knew that she was casting a spell on herself.

If it weren’t for the tears, the bird wouldn’t have to be scolded.

But… It wasn’t something I would feel comfortable accepting like that.

The bird refused the butterfly’s consideration. At the same time, she took out her anger at Nabi, who denied her.

After that, butterflies and birds did not fly together.

The dream is over.

The strong sunlight came through the mist and whispered light to Lillia’s eyelids, awakening her from sleep.

“That is an obvious metaphor. Was my imagination this poor?”

Lillia’s first words after waking from her fainting state were her cold criticism of her own dreams.

To be precise, he criticized Innis and Lilia’s dreams.

“Lilia… Doesn’t that apply to me as well?”

“No, Innis should have had a more beautiful dream. But he had this dream because of me. So this dream is my fault.”

“Pufu, did Lilia say strange things sometimes?”

As soon as Lilia woke up, she felt a strange sense of victory because her flirting was successful.

“…How was your dream?”

“I felt bad.”

“Whoops, me too.”

There is a special sleep among wizards.

When two nearby wizards fall asleep at the same time, a phenomenon occurs in which the magic wavelengths during sleep resonate and dream the same dream.

Just like Innis and Lilia who lost their minds due to Iba’s sudden attack.

This phenomenon is called ‘Kumagi’.

Some say that they are called wolves because sharing each other’s dreams is similar to pumasi helping out in hard work, while others say that they are called kkumasi because they steal each other’s dreams.

This dream-repelling does not appear through compulsory regulation of hormones such as sleeping pills or sleep-inducing magic.

It is a fateful and inevitable sharing that occurs only when each other falls asleep perfectly and at the same time without any drug action.

Lilia muttered as she caressed the back of her neck where she had been beaten.

“But isn’t he crazy…? Does it make sense to knock him out all of a sudden?!”

“I guess we were very noisy.”

“…Seeing that he does that even after being hit, Innis, you really like him a lot.”

“Yeah. And I like Lilia a lot too.”

The girls faced a moment of silence.

It was because right before fainting, the boy who had been the cause of the conflict had risen on the cutting board of the conversation.

And on the other hand, because the memory of the dream tickled my tongue.

As if overcome by the tickling, Lilia opened her mouth.

“…I like you too. Innis.”

The phenomenon of kkumat has the same meaning as a symbol of romance among wizards.

The reason for this is that there are very difficult conditions for expression. But there is another reason why it became romantic.

The mouth can spit out lies. A person cannot truly know a person through language alone.

Unless you go directly into someone else’s head.

However, dreaming makes that possible.

You can feel the thoughts and feelings of others as if you were your own. The unconsciousness of others allows you to lift the top secret.

A dream is a world that always reflects the mind like a mirror.

When once more silence fell between the two, and the rustling of leaves was heard.

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry.”

The voices of the two girls overlapped. With a dry tone, these were the words I should pretend to be. It was a word that put an end to a strange conflict that dragged on longer than necessary.

The girl had a dream.

It was a dream that seemed to have moved the current situation as it was.

In it, Lilia became a bird and Innis became a butterfly.

It’s such an obvious metaphor, I had no choice but to know.

In my dream, I became you.

It didn’t take long for the girls who had gone through such a rare experience to reconcile.

**

A dream is not achieved in the form of drugs. So, can physics be achieved?

It is said to be possible. There was a scene like that in the original story.

So I slapped the backs of the necks of the two supporters at the same time and let them go to dreamland hand in hand.

By now, after you’ve finished your dream and reconciliation, you’ll be doing well on your own.

I glanced through the fog to see if there were any enemies, and checked the time change according to the length of the shadow.

The shadows were longer than in the daytime, the dew between the grass was more visible, and the light spread faintly through the fog. It means morning. It means that it has been three days since I lived in this infernal fog.

And that means it’s been more than four days since I haven’t slept.

By the way, why did Innis do that to me? Why would he suddenly push against me and create a situation where it was obvious that Lilia would be jealous?

Aren’t you as bad as getting worse? Could it be that the favor was repaid with an enemy? Oh, did you not even recognize the help I gave you as a grace? Well, it’s worth it. Because it happened because I was kidnapped. No, but would our good Innis think of such a thing?

I felt very unfair.

I changed Innis’s honorifics in advance to avoid misunderstanding that I was using honorifics for me because I was threatening him.

You treated me kindly.

What was the problem?

Could Innis not have any dark feelings, just with pure intentions, to convey that our relationship is not bad for kidnappers and kidnappers?

Ah, but what kind of skinship is it? It’s not even a girl friend relationship.

I don’t think so.

… I’d like to think of it, but at the current point in time, it might be surprisingly possible for Innis, whose human relationships are extremely narrow, so I couldn’t throw away this possibility.

“How about this, how about that.”

Actually, it didn’t matter what it was. Regardless of what Innis had intended, as long as the results were good, it would be fine. I don’t like consequentialism very much, but it should be used when necessary.

By the way, there was another problem.

“Iva.”

“Oh, are you awake?”

I looked back as Lilia called from behind. She must have been with Innis, but she was there alone.

“What about Innis? Haven’t you guys reconciled yet? I even prepared the environment for dreams to happen.”

” They reconciled?! Innis is practicing some magic after a long time.”

“Is that so?”

I’m glad then.

“So? What’s going on? I’m sure you didn’t come here for nothing.”

“No, just…”

Lilia hesitated and kept quiet. Is it because you stole food from his luggage before? No, it’s an emergency, so there’s nothing you can do about it. Honestly, he should see it.

As I was trembling inside Lilia, not knowing what rebuke would come out of her mouth, she told me something completely different from what I expected.

“Thank you.”

These days, the kids are so strange. I’m sorry for the things I shouldn’t have to be sorry for, and I’m grateful for the things I don’t know.

I didn’t know the reason for my gratitude, so I asked again, slightly frowning my eyebrows.

“What?”

“No, just something… There’s also something that made me use Innis’ magic again.”

“That’s something Innis did well on his own. Even if he did, it’s something that Innis should be thankful for, not you.”

“That’s just what you said! Gratitude is kindly accepted, right?”

When I saw Lilia muttering, ‘I was able to take care of the clothes,’ I corrected her evaluation for a moment.

I thought it would be shameless. But no.

I don’t have shame, but I take care of shame again in strange places. That’s interesting.

“It’s not just magic… For protecting Innis the whole time, and for making dreams come true. Anyway, thank you.”

As if Lilia wasn’t used to expressing gratitude, she stammered, enduring embarrassment and awkwardness as she spoke to me. Her cheeks were red compared to the coldness of the morning sun.

“Why are you looking at me like that? Did you think I wouldn’t even say thank you?”

“Yes.”

“…I hate to say this, but you’re such an asshole.”

I didn’t refute it because it was true.

By the way, thanks to a shameless person. Then I have to live up to that and give her a word.

Otherwise, I will become a more shameless person.

“Thank you for coming to the rescue signal earlier.”

I have more to say than this. Specifically, words that focus on apology, not gratitude.

“And I’m sorry.”

However, it was too cumbersome to tell them all of the mistakes I had committed, so I narrowed it down and handed it over.

Of course, the fact that I’m not in my right mind due to lack of sleep, so I’m in a difficult condition to think about, also played a role.

Listening to my apology, Lilia put on a look of surprise. She suddenly closed her expression and asked me.

“What are you sorry about?”

“Even if it was a misunderstanding, I’m sorry for attacking you first, kidnapping your friend in the process, and all the other sins I didn’t tell you and didn’t know about.”

Lilia made a much more exaggerated expression of surprise than before.

“Awesome.”

Although he has a deliberately made-up expression, there is still pure surprise inside. Is my apology so unexpected? I think I had the minimum human aspect.

“You could have said it without slang.”

“This sh*t.”

“Look, he’s cursing right away.”

Anyway, it seems that we corrected each other’s perceptions with this opportunity.

A shameless b*tch, a guy who only uses swear words.

It’s not exactly wrong, but it’s not just the right words, the formula has changed a little.

“…”

“…”

Since the mutual thanks and apologies were over, silence fell. We’re not particularly close, but this silence is a natural phenomenon.

Still, I thought that this awkward, dying relationship would be better than her cold interrogation in the past.

“…Since you don’t seem to have anything to say, I’ll go see Ennis magic.”

“Oh right.”

Come to think of it, Lillia originally had a business. Speaking of magic, I finally remembered it.

“Are you not good at using magic right now?”

I know that strong Lilia from the novel. She knew that she was not the kind of person who would allow herself to be surprised twice in the same way by only whining about a demon worshiper’s blood magic.

Lillia furrowed her eyebrows as if she had been stabbed in the middle. She tries to lower her witch’s hat slightly to cover her expression, but it’s too late. She emanated from her a displeasure that she could not hide.

“I don’t think you hurt yourself… Magical theorist? Did you get hurt while doing something? Really.”

“…There’s such a thing. Being forced into someone else’s magic and getting burned a little. Isn’t that a common thing? Never mind.”

Lilia replied coldly and turned around. She seemed to be going to see Innis’ magic practice I mentioned earlier.

She couldn’t help but be sarcastic towards me, who has such a twisted judgment. She’s not the kind of person who thinks or acts in the first place.

So she muttered lightly.

“As expected, they must have been special since they even kissed…”

That was what I was told to hear.

“Wait.”

I was told to notice.

“How do you know that?”

It was the moment when the face of the girl, who had been desperately trying to keep her expressionless until now, was shining brightly in the morning sun.

Lilia didn’t even hide her quivering eyes and she made eye contact with me. The girl’s multi-colored eyes were beautiful from afar, but she was much prettier up close. Her looks, too, can’t be slandered by anyone.

It’s embarrassing. At that time, there would be only three viewers of that kiss. The two of you

A monster that was about to burn, and now burned.

She thought for a few seconds as she made eye contact with me, then murmured.

“Firefly…Was it you?”

I don’t know what you mean.