ICTV - Chapter 45
I Changed The Villain
“He came carrying a flower.”
I was impressed.
“It’s like a fairy tale.”
"Yes? Because it’s a true story, it feels more like a fairy tale.”
Rika’s eyes sparkled brightly.
“As expected, the world is still full of hope. You can’t see only good things every day. But if you try to see only the good things every day, everything will change!”
Rika’s hands came together as if praying. Rika whispered with her eyes closed.
“I like warm animals and pretty flowers. But the best thing is of course.”
Rika's eyes opened brightly.
“A warm love scene between Duke Serenity and the Young Lady!”
Belial. My heart sank at the sudden mention of his name.
“Seeing the two of you dating is the most exciting and new thing!”
That was the moment when I put my hand on my chest and tilted my head.
“Hey, pumpkin flower! Were you there! I've been looking for you for a long time!”
Beryl was waving his hand furiously from the other side of the garden.
“We have something else to discuss, so come quickly!”
"Oh. The people around you really don’t leave you alone even for a moment.”
“I told you to come quickly! I don’t have time!”
“Okay, you can go now.”
“Give me the weasel. I’ll put it back.”
I turned to Beryl. After moving a few steps, I looked back at Rika. Rika was still smiling brightly. I looked with wisdom overlapping Rika's face. Wisdom as it is, grumpy and without charm.
“Why are you suddenly bruised again?”
As expected, she looks most comfortable when she looks like that. I called Rika.
“...Rika.”
"Why?"
I clenched my fist and raised my arm. And although my voice was quieter than Rika's earlier, I shouted clearly.
“You too, cheer up!”
Rika’s eyes widened. My face lit up. Someone who has chewed meat is good at eating it. When should I have tried something like this?
While I was embarrassed, Rika clenched her fists and shouted.
"Cheer up!!"
I also heard Rika’s spirited voice. I shouted impulsively.
"Cheer up!!!"
My voice echoed loudly throughout the garden. Rika looked at me with happy eyes and exited with the weasel. I cupped my cheeks. Even though I only made a big noise, I felt as proud as completing a novel. But I felt eyes on me from somewhere.
Is that crazy?
Beryl was looking at me with those exact eyes. I was embarrassed and dragged Beryl into the mansion.
“What is there to discuss?”
"..."
“Speak quickly. You said you don’t have time.”
Beryl was still staring at me. I couldn't stand it anymore and argued.
“… What’s wrong with making a loud noise?”
Beryl, who had one hand on his waist, smiled as he stuffed the parchment into his pocket.
“As expected, I’m right, right?”
“What... wait!”
Beryl pressed my head with both hands and lifted it up.
“That’s it. See the capital!”
My feet rose into the air. It's fun, but what the heck are you doing?
I looked at Beryl with a dumbfounded face, and Beryl lifted me higher.
“Okay, I heard there’s nothing bad about listening to this guy!”
"What?
"Hey! If you have two eyes, see!"
Beryl stood in front of the window, still holding me. A refreshing breeze blew outside the window. Birds were sitting leisurely on the tree branches and chirping.
“Do you see it, pumpkin flower?”
"What."
“It’s so nice to be able to meet people and move around without having time to sit still. Do you think there’s a saying that it’s better to be busy than to be idle?”
"..."
I can't refute it. Now that I think about it, I think it’s been quite a while since I stopped feeling bored. Beryl put me down. The two stood side by side and looked outside.
Beryl lightly pressed my head.
“Let’s just keep doing this from now on.”
I asked suddenly.
“Aren’t you annoyed with me?”
"What?"
This guy has been really strange since before. Beryl pouted his lips.
“I’m annoyed. Just looking at your ugly face makes me angry.”
“What is your personality?”
"Personality?"
“Yes, personality.”
Beryl just scratched his hair.
“Not really. Your face is so serious that it doesn’t really stand out…”
I glanced at Beryl. Beryl's face turned bright red. Beryl suddenly shouted.
“I’m not annoyed!! I’m not annoyed!!!”
The voice was as loud as when I had shouted at Rika earlier to cheer her up. Two servants who were passing by were startled and grabbed Mera. Mera quickly left the place, putting her arms around the servants' shoulders.
“I even got worried when you said you were useless! You know?!"
“...Of course, I know.”
That's how you take a walk on your own. I felt my feet floating in the air again. Beryl lifted me up as if my arm wasn't hurting and opened my eyes wide.
“If you’re really annoyed, I’ve already left the mansion a long time ago! There’s no way I could stick right next to you!!”
“...Yeah, I know that too.”
“Why are you doing this when you know! Why did you do that even though you knew! Even though I know for sure that I don’t interact with people I don’t like!! This is my little sister!!!”
“Okay, put it down.”
"Uh-oh!!!"
Beryl casually puts me down.
Jihye did not exchange a single word with her younger brother, but after becoming Rose, she had no choice but to become close friends with Beryl.
They can't get enough of each other and get sick of hearing that they look the same. However, he never sees others criticizing him, and if something happens, he comes to the rescue first and provides strength.
An ideal but realistic brother. Perhaps Beryl is the person Rose has wanted since she was Wisdom.
Otherwise, it doesn't make sense for Beryl to be so flawless.
In the beginning, I behaved a little cautiously towards Primrose and Charles, but he was not at all like that towards Beryl. We were able to treat each other naturally as if we were brother and sister from the beginning.
Going out with Beryl was more fun than annoying. It's natural to be happy when I'm with someone who gives for me in the first place, and I've realized a lot of things I didn't know these days.
I thought like that and looked at Beryl. Beryl seemed to have relaxed somewhat and made eye contact with me again.
“Why are you looking at me like that?
“No, nothing.”
“Check this quickly.”
Beryl took out the parchment from his pocket again and showed it to me
"What?"
“I forgot and didn’t talk to you. The mountain where the especially open temple is located is a bit, or in fact, very rugged?”
It sure looks that way. I nodded.
"So?"
"Huh? No. Do you mind if I go hiking?”
"It's okay."
Beryl's eyes widened as if he had not expected that I would give permission so readily.
“Maybe once in a while is okay.”
“What’s wrong with you? Is it real? Don’t change your mind then!!”
Looking at the excited Beryl, I made a promise. During this trip, I have to definitely cater to my brother. No matter how much you overprotect it, it will just stay there. But now.
“Let’s go and make good memories!”
"Okay."
I'm going to see Belial. I looked out the window. Today too, roses were in full bloom in the garden. After a while, Beryl hummed and headed to the training ground, and I went out to the garden again. The gardeners were anxious and hovered around me.
“Miss, we will do it. What if you hurt your finger.”
"It's okay."
I raised my hand. Ink-covered hands were wrapped in white gloves. But the gardeners still looked anxious.
“Be careful when you use the scissors, Lady.”
"That's right. Be careful."
Each time I moved the scissors, the number of roses piled up in the basket increased. At that time, the gardener working behind the scenes shouted.
“Hey! Come here quickly and help me out!”
“But the Lady...”
“She doesn’t need any help right now. Come on!"
The gardeners had no choice but to go back to their work. The gardeners were busy cutting off rotten twigs.
“Why is the wind suddenly blowing like that?”
“The maids say she spends more time up than lying down these days.”
“Nonsense, Lady?!”
"Really. The bed is starting to look lonely now.”
Gardeners still follow the saying, ‘If you lie down right after eating, you will turn into a cow.’
I remembered Rose chicly replying to the woman's words, 'Why not just have a cow?'
“Is it possible that our young Lady is also changing?”
“Ah, just as she enlightened Duke Serenity, do you mean that Duke Serenity is also changing her?”
“Otherwise it doesn’t make sense. What do you think?"
“Well, I’m not sure exactly what’s going on with her, the Young Lady.”
The gardener, who had been working quietly until now, opened the lid of the water container.
“It’s much better than doing nothing.”
The gardener took a refreshing gulp of water.
***
'Don't be impatient, Lady.'
I cut it myself, gathered the jagged roses, wrapped them in white paper, and tied them with a thin ribbon.
'One day you will find out.'
I held a bouquet of roses in my arms. Is this what you meant at that time?
I learned a lot today, although not everything. I pressed my chest.
“It’s good because there’s no time to be bored.”
Don't forget your purpose. No, I can't forget.
I looked down and got off to crumpled manuscript paper bunched up it was abandoned, and it looked like it looked just like a rose. My body woke up. It's already dark outside. It's been a while but I got on the carriage Mera on my dress. She wrapped me in outerwear.
“It’s late. Do you want to go? And that too, Young Lady, alone?”
“Yes. I told my parents, but don’t tell my brother.”
"Yes."
Mera looked at the bouquet in my arms with puzzled eyes. Mera has seen Belial carrying a bouquet of flowers countless times, but this is the first time she has seen Rose carrying a bouquet of flowers. Mera asked with a pounding heart.
“May I ask why you are going?”
“I can’t speak.”
"Oh my goodness."
Mera sent me off with a fanfare in her head. I opened a book in the moving carriage. Mera prepares when she goes to meet Belial for the first time.
It was that mystery novel that I did. I hate to admit it, but it's still fun. So it's harder to read. Should I ask them to drive the carriage faster? I covered my face with a book.
"..."
There is no special reason. It has long been common for people to visit Belial whenever she feels the urge to die.
I admit it. Belial was as comfortable a person as Beryl. It was because I was convinced that he would definitely kill me. Like a baby bird burrowing into its nest, like a depressed person burrowing into its blanket, I snuggled into his side.
Even after confidence turns to anxiety and solid hope becomes as thin as a single thread.
“He doesn’t want to kill me, so why am I still comfortable around him?”
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