I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel

43 – Teacher (13)

“Oh, that’s good. A will is not a will for nothing. It touches my heartstrings.”

Iva clapped.

This is not a mockery mixed with irony.

This is a sincere tribute.

The goodwill that puts family first even in the face of death deserves respect.

It doesn’t matter what kind of work you do. Family love is always sacred.

“But, you’re wrong.”

Iva stopped clapping her hands and smiled sinisterly.

There is no such thing as right or wrong in a will, and there should not be. It is because it is a great insult to the dead to discuss the last words of the dead by the standards of the living. This is generally not recommended practice.

But Iba calmly replied that Rumia’s will was wrong.

Because he is still alive. I am not yet dead, so it is not an insult to the dead.

“Just think of yourself right before you die.”

“That… What…”

“Why do you think of others? Who else will take care of you when you die? No matter how important your family is, when you die, you’re alone. You should have said what you wanted to say at least as your last words to me.”

To him, the will left by the assassin was wrong. He may not know if he died while he was happy, but it is foolish to think foolishly of others until right before he dies when he himself is also in danger of dying while being unhappy.

The last person who will wish you happiness is yourself, who will soon die.

Since this is the last time I’m going to tell you, I’ll have to pour out the resentment I haven’t been able to say for a while.

Iba was very happy that Rumia’s last chant was love, not love or resentment.

Doesn’t this make him feel like he’s become a bad guy?

Eva lifted her foot. Above Rumia’s head, a hot shadow entered. Violence came that could crush her skull at any moment.

“I will punish you for making a wrong will. Your will will not come true.”

Rumia could read the hidden meaning of her words right away. Rumia is often scolded for not being aware of her, but she wasn’t oblivious to this obvious meaning.

She must be none other than her own proclamation that she will kill her younger siblings for not wearing school uniforms. It means very clearly.

Rumia buried her head on the floor, her tears dripping. She was embarrassed Her murderous intent, which she did herself, she eventually turned to her own family.

Does my sister go through this kind of pain? Thinking so, there was no sign of her tears drying in her Rumia eyes.

If she had just a little more strength, could she have taken him down?

No, if she had the power, she wouldn’t have been ordered to kill him. After she gained power, she would have gone to kill her master first.

Rumia was really unlucky. She was the first assassin to be attacked by such a demon.

It’s not long since she possessed her body and she can’t adjust, and she doesn’t suffer from lack of sleep since it’s been a long time since she couldn’t sleep. His physical condition was in fairly good condition, only to the point of being very tired.

A state in which you can afford to think, enough to use magic as long as you have extra magic power.

Eva grinned and looked down at him.

The magic he used this time was [Cospumorus].

It is a magic that accelerates blood flow, expands muscles, raises body temperature to the extreme, and boosts physical abilities several times more than usual. It is said to be the strongest physical strengthening magic.

It has the downside of destroying the body, but it guarantees absolute power until the body is destroyed. I personally like Eva because of the return and risk and clarity.

Lumia’s supernatural ability [Maschamhwan] Is the natural enemy of all magicians. Her power to cut through all her demons was enough to give her the nickname ‘magic slayer’ in her original work.

Her lethal reputation applied the same to Eva.

There is a stigma on his body. If the blade touches his body, he risks dissipating the stigma he had engraved on him.

So Iva came up with a perfect way to deal with the assassin.

‘It’s okay to hit without getting hit.’

For this very simple solution, Iba dared to use 【Cospu Morse】.

If it was the original body, one minute would have been the limit to using 【Cospu Morse】. In just one minute, muscle fibers throughout the body would have been severed, and organs throughout the body would have been burned.

But my body is different now. No matter how much it is overused, this body regenerates again. The fact that they are still using it to this day proves this.

Instead of you, it hurts so much. Regeneration doesn’t mean you can’t feel pain.

It is a sense that the body is ripening from within. It’s a pain that makes you feel like you’ll lose your mind if you relax at any moment. A normal person would die of shock from pain before their bodily functions stop.

I forcibly vibrated my vocal cords, which had been burnt out under the influence of magic.

“Kuh cu cu cu cu your will will not be fulfilled. Why?”

By enduring the exhausting pain, Eva lowered the foot she had lifted.

Rumia closed her eyes tightly. Her tension strained her body, and she trembled. She intended to accept death comfortably, but she was also scared.

-Quaang!

A heavy, deep sound echoed through the night, like a massive artillery shell. The girl’s gray hair swayed to and fro in the wind caused by the impact, and vibrations that echoed deep into the floor shook her body.

Even when the sound, wind, and vibration shook my body, the pain did not come.

Death never came.

“Today’s words will not be a will.”

Rumia still didn’t understand the situation, so she closed her eyes and curled up, still shaking her body.

Eva has dispelled her magic. The heat was cooled by the night air. Even if the wind blows, the pain that seems to pass out permeates the body. The skin was sore, and the blood hardened and adhered to the skin before it could flow.

Are you too excited? She wouldn’t have had the profit to use this magic, but she swallowed the regret that was too much to pick up.

She pressed her foot on Rumia’s belly, still waiting for her death, letting her know that she was still alive in real life.

“Eh?!”

“I mean I’m not going to kill you. Wake up.”

Eva laughed her single single.

He’s moody and moody, and he can be in the mood to save someone he just decided to kill a few minutes ago.

He liked this stupid assassin. I was interested in what kind of expression that foolish and poor face would make when it smiled.

Iba knows the distant future, in her own words, when she herself did not come.

“If your family is so precious, wouldn’t you be precious to other families as well. Don’t think about dying.”

A miserable girl who has lost her family and lives only for blood and battles.

To lose everything that was truly precious to oneself and to live a life recklessly carrying out only the missions assigned to others.

I’ll be like that, and I’ll live madly at slaughter. I can’t even tell if I’m living in the shadow or if I’m a shadow.

After walking like that, someday, for all the things I’ve done myself, I’ll be strangled to death by karma.

Eva has seen many people like her. She’s seen a lot. She once did it herself, and someone else did it too.

There are so few things you hold on to, so if even that small thing is taken away, you have no choice but to cry like a baby whose bottle is taken away.

Iva knows very well from the words of those who were deprived of even the last value of protecting humanity on the verge of going crazy.

That’s why he sympathizes with the girl.

With compassion.

I can understand.

Time is important when it comes to getting to know people, but time is not so important when it comes to determining one person from another.

Just as a judge decides a person’s life in a courtroom in a matter of minutes.

As a result of knowing, bumping into, and talking to each other during this short time, Hara decided to save Rumia.

He thought that he wanted to see him live well beyond just living.

Although she herself was not, she hoped that this girl would be happy with her family, to which she was not connected by blood.

It is a kind of vicarious satisfaction. She just wanted to feel happy by empathizing with this bland girl of hers.

Iva tapped the baton on the trial that had been taking place all day long in the inner enemy.

“Congratulations, Lupika. You succeeded in convincing me.”

She managed to convince him with her life. She succeeded in creating camaraderie one-sidedly.

Rumia was just bewildered. As if she could kill herself at any moment, he suddenly took her life.

So the first thing I felt was not joy or favor, but doubt. It was the fear of not being able to understand the other person’s insides.

Come to think of it, he’s been sending dubious favors all day long. He didn’t calmly talk to the opponent who came to kill, handed over the meat, and worried.

“…Why, Joe…?”

“Why why? It’s my heart. Don’t take it seriously. It’s not a big reason.”

It was nothing really, just a whim and improvisation. What he did was not something he did while thinking of Rumia’s will.

As it was before, and as it is now.

I didn’t fully understand the situation yet, but Rumia still got up. It was because she thought it was rude to lie down in front of the person she was talking to.

With Rumia in front of her, Iva took off her shirt.

“?! What are you doing! The reason you saved me…”

“I’m going to take out your heart. What’s your reaction?”

“…Yes?”

“You have to take off your shirt so it won’t get dirty with blood. Why, why not give it to me?”

It was still full of things I didn’t understand, but Rumia didn’t mind giving it. She shook her head vigorously and expressed her heart.

“It’s good because it’s snobbish. By the way, men give a damn about taking off their men. Do you like men?”

“Yes?! Oh, no! Girls… I like them?”

“Yes, you must be there too.”

Eva didn’t think it was a big surprise anymore, so she didn’t think much of her coming out.

Come to think of it, is it coming out for a woman dressed as a man to declare that she likes a man? It is a serious topic about where to focus between the external me and the true me.

With those doubts tucked away in a corner of her head, Iva bent down and met Rumia’s gaze.

“I’ll give you a heart. But it’s not free.”

She didn’t forget to smile reassuringly.

“hehehehe, I’m not even a hogu. Did you really think it would be free?”

As expected. Rumia slightly, very slightly killed her expectations. What she killed today was not a person, but her own desires. As she always did, she killed herself instead of others.

She lowered her head and looked down again at her own hometown. She should look to her own sources.

Iva grabbed Rumia by the shoulders and forced her to stand up, making her look into her own eyes.

“Guide me to your master. This is the condition for my heart.”

It was inconsiderate and forced.

“A faithful person like me would not forgive a grown man who uses a child like you as a tool for murder. God won’t like it, but I will personally punish him.”

When Iva lived as a slave, she always wanted someone to kill her master. I didn’t wish for Santa, but I always made a wish like that when Christmas came. The child gained the will to kill in exchange for innocence.

In the end, no one came to kill the owner. The owner’s cause of death was a simple accident.

I just wanted to be someone who would save my insignificant self, who did not exist in my past. Even if you couldn’t give presents to your past self, you can become Santa to this girl.

“I say it again. I will give you my heart, so guide me to kill your master.”

It is probably no coincidence that the pronunciations of Satan and Santa are similar.

Contrary to what Rumia expected, Iba was not Rumia’s messenger.

But the devil was right.

This demon was a destroyer who came to destroy the girl’s daily life.

He was a teacher who suggested the way forward.

“Let’s promise man to man. How is it?”

The eyes of the man who lifted Lumia off the floor were the most beautiful gray color, suitable for a cloudless night sky.