Shish still had a smiling face, but his eyes were sunken.
“You made me, who couldn’t die, live diligently.”
It sounds like something out of place is collapsing.
“I believed that if I could gain your approval, if I could break that mask-like expression of yours, I would win.”
“...”
“But when you actually made that hurt expression, I felt strange.”
Ah, Shish Milan has noticed everything.
I tried not to let him know I felt guilty, but he did.
“The moment I had been waiting for had arrived, but strangely, I wasn’t happy.”
The smile on Shish's lips felt bitter, and it made me feel strange, too.
So you didn't bother me anymore after that?
Do you realize that I regret the past I created with my own hands?
If Shish had brought up his own wounds and asked me to have sex with him, I would have gladly done so. Even if he had made me swear to stay by his side, I would have done the same.
But Shish didn't force anything on me.
“You know what?”
"...What?"
Now my voice was locked.
“After that day, the number of times my master looked into my eyes increased significantly.”
I was reflected in those crimson eyes.
Tiyongtiyongtiyong.
The alarm that had died down rings again.
"I really like it when you look into my eyes, Master. It's like you're looking into my deepest, most secret parts."
“...”
“It seems like you know everything even if I don’t say anything.”
We still don't know what Shish is thinking or what plans he is making.
But I know his heart wants to be understood and loved by others.
Shish Milan is a pitiful man who struggles to be loved by the female protagonist, but doesn't know how to love and only suppresses her.
“Don’t leave me.”
So, I couldn't say anything.
There was no denial to inform him of reality, nor a light affirmation to escape the situation.
"Author."
“...”
"Author!"
“Uh, yeah?”
“It’s quite something to be absent-minded while dancing.”
A rare glimpse of Dietrich's sarcasm.
Oh, no!
“Yes, let’s change the song.”
“Dietrich! Diet! I was wrong, so, ugh.”
Dietrich didn't even notice me getting tired, and he kept moving to the beat of the dance. Later, I felt like a puppet being manipulated by Dietrich.
It was Dietrich, who had learned that I was learning about the history and etiquette of the Empire from Shish, who suggested that I dance with him.
I allowed it because it was much better than continuing to see Dietrich in heat.
Surprisingly, the Magic Tower had a large enough space to dance, and Yuno had made the floor slightly slippery, like a ballroom.
“I’ve been neglecting myself for so long, my skills have deteriorated.”
You couldn't do it originally?
I really only memorized the order, but I had absolutely no talent for dancing.
“I’m going to rest!”
I barely managed to shake off Dietrich's hand and sit down on the sofa.
“What on earth do you know how to do?”
Unlike Shish, the Knight Commander was in a very bad mood because he couldn't properly protect the two days he had promised to spend with me.
By the Emperor's order, I had to go to the palace, so I could only come to the Magic Tower once a week, not twice. And even the remaining days were sometimes incomplete.
My guess is that it's definitely a sham. There's no one else who can control the Emperor.
And to make matters worse, he had to do this on the day Dietrich said he was resting.
“I can’t dance, I can’t take care of my health... I’m pathetic.”
While saying this, it was very Dietrich-like to pour cold water and wash his swollen feet himself.
“If you want to leave the tower but can’t, just tell me at any time.”
Dietrich is just as clueless.
Dietrich opened his mouth as if to interrogate her, but Mr. Wood opened the door and came in.
“Commander of the Knights, a summons has arrived from the palace.”
Dietrich's face twisted at Mr. Wood's announcement. After a brief huff, he wiped my feet with a dry towel and stood up.
“Have a nice trip.”
I guarantee you that Dietrich will never be here today. Hopefully, he'll be here tomorrow.
“Take care.”
Of course, I didn't say anything out loud about my predictions, because I'm a wise person.
“Lily!”
As soon as Dietrich disappeared, Yuno appeared with a "ta-da".
“I’m really happy that I get to spend more time with Lily these days.”
After finishing speaking, the blonde Magic tower master blushed and tried to pull down his pants.
"Hey."
He lowered his voice.
Then I grabbed his swaying hair and glared at him.
“I told you not to do it.”
Yuno's flushed face turned even redder.
“Lily, harder. Be rougher.”
As I remained still in shock, Yuno tried to move my hand again, and I, panicking, put more strength into my hand.
I held onto his golden hair so tightly that it felt like I was going to pull it out.
"Ah!"
As I was about to say sorry, Yuno let out an exclamation.
“Lily, one more time-”
“-It’s not your time right now, so get out of here. Understand, you son of a bitch?”
"Yes!"
Yuno disappeared with a cute “poof” sound.
...Ah, I want to escape.
I really wanted to escape this world.
“Go to sleep! Go to sleep!”
The best time for three men to get together is at night, when no one is doing anything.
Why should I be grateful for being able to sleep at night?
“Ugh, I want to go to sleep.”
“Oh, really? Then go to sleep, Lily.”
As tears welled up in my eyes, Yuno, panicking, quickly laid me down on the bed, and Dietrich stopped as he reached for the buckle.
A very peaceful night began, and thankfully, I was able to sleep well.
On this day, I had a dream for the first time in a long time.
Hmm?
It was a police station, and I saw familiar faces. Mom, Dad, my younger sibling... a senior?
“My daughter, where did you go?”
“Mom, don’t worry too much. I’m sure she’ll do well wherever she goes.”
My mother hit my younger brother on the back.
Whoosh!
The sound of my hand rubbing my brother's broad back was enough to convince me that my palm would bruise his broad back. Instead of grumbling, my brother quietly rubbed his back.
What, why don't you match?
“By the way, who is that handsome young man?”
"Hello."
The senior greeted him politely, and the younger brother introduced him to my mother.
“Oh, he’s a senior from the same school, and he’s the last person I saw before I went home.”
My senior was the last witness before I went home that day, so it seemed he was summoned for questioning as a witness.
My senior greeted my parents politely, and I could see my mother's eyes sparkle for a moment.
The handsome radar has been activated.
No, Mom. You heard your daughter is missing, but do you see her handsome face? Huh?
...My mom might come in.
While we were chatting for a moment, my senior pointed to something my younger brother was holding. It was none other than the book I'd last held.
It's "Let's Live Together"!
The person who entered the room must have brought the item that I had left behind.
“Could I possibly see that book?”
The younger brother hesitates at the senior's question.
Don't give it! Never give it!
I have a big dream of going back to school!
"Uh..."
"It might be meaningless, but I'd like to read it just in case it helps me find my cherished junior."
“Well, would you please return it to me? After all, it’s my sister’s keepsake...”
“This little bastard, a keepsake!”
Mom slaps my brother's back. My brother, wondering if he really wanted me dead, feels annoyed, but at the sound of the slap on his back, I pray for his soul.
By the way, you're flipping through that book, oh my.
It feels like the world is ending.
The senior's expression became a bit strange when he received the book and saw the title.
Wow, my heart feels like it's stopped. I want to wake up from this dream, but why won't I?
It's a lie, this is a dream... right?
It has to be that way. Otherwise, it won't work.
I can't believe my senior saw that! I can't believe it, and I don't want to believe it.
"Don't worry, I'll bring it to you right away. Mother, I'm sure the child will be alive. Don't worry."
The senior calmly comforted Mom, and Mom began to secretly lean against him and sob. Clearly, her body moved unconsciously upon seeing the senior's face.
Next to me, my father, who was once a handsome man, glared at my senior and stared at my mother, fidgeting.
I tried to take it lightly, but my parents' faces were half blank. It was clear they were deeply worried.
Looking closely, my little brother's chin has gotten sharper, too. Oh my gosh.
I believed I could leave this world. I met the male protagonists, but I couldn't fathom that they knew my true identity.
But the fact that they called me confirmed the existence of the inquiry.
So I was confident I'd see my family again. For now, I just thought of it as a short trip.
But when I saw my family, whom I had tried so hard to avoid thinking about, I suddenly felt a surge of longing.
I'm here. I'm watching from here.
I could open my mouth, but no sound came out.
I was only an 'observer'.
The detective's question-and-answer session was over. It wasn't yet his turn, so he sat in a chair inside the police station, reading a novel I'd written.
He seemed to glance at the first few pages, then flipped back.
I couldn't tell exactly where in the book it was, but judging by the remaining pages, it seemed to be around the last chapter.
After finishing the book, my senior's beautiful lips parted. I felt like I was unconsciously muttering something.
I heard it clearly.
"Ah."
Clearly, an exclamation of affirmation that one understands.
At the words that followed, I got goosebumps even though I was clearly sleeping with the blanket tightly covered.
The senior bowed his head deeply. He covered his mouth with a white, delicate hand, but from the side, I could see his eyes and lips forming a curved line.
The eyes that always had a gentle light were filled with joy,
"...I get it."
Madness.
“You made me, who couldn’t die, live diligently.”
It sounds like something out of place is collapsing.
“I believed that if I could gain your approval, if I could break that mask-like expression of yours, I would win.”
“...”
“But when you actually made that hurt expression, I felt strange.”
Ah, Shish Milan has noticed everything.
I tried not to let him know I felt guilty, but he did.
“The moment I had been waiting for had arrived, but strangely, I wasn’t happy.”
The smile on Shish's lips felt bitter, and it made me feel strange, too.
So you didn't bother me anymore after that?
Do you realize that I regret the past I created with my own hands?
If Shish had brought up his own wounds and asked me to have sex with him, I would have gladly done so. Even if he had made me swear to stay by his side, I would have done the same.
But Shish didn't force anything on me.
“You know what?”
"...What?"
Now my voice was locked.
“After that day, the number of times my master looked into my eyes increased significantly.”
I was reflected in those crimson eyes.
Tiyongtiyongtiyong.
The alarm that had died down rings again.
"I really like it when you look into my eyes, Master. It's like you're looking into my deepest, most secret parts."
“...”
“It seems like you know everything even if I don’t say anything.”
We still don't know what Shish is thinking or what plans he is making.
But I know his heart wants to be understood and loved by others.
Shish Milan is a pitiful man who struggles to be loved by the female protagonist, but doesn't know how to love and only suppresses her.
“Don’t leave me.”
So, I couldn't say anything.
There was no denial to inform him of reality, nor a light affirmation to escape the situation.
***
"Author."
“...”
"Author!"
“Uh, yeah?”
“It’s quite something to be absent-minded while dancing.”
A rare glimpse of Dietrich's sarcasm.
Oh, no!
“Yes, let’s change the song.”
“Dietrich! Diet! I was wrong, so, ugh.”
Dietrich didn't even notice me getting tired, and he kept moving to the beat of the dance. Later, I felt like a puppet being manipulated by Dietrich.
It was Dietrich, who had learned that I was learning about the history and etiquette of the Empire from Shish, who suggested that I dance with him.
I allowed it because it was much better than continuing to see Dietrich in heat.
Surprisingly, the Magic Tower had a large enough space to dance, and Yuno had made the floor slightly slippery, like a ballroom.
“I’ve been neglecting myself for so long, my skills have deteriorated.”
You couldn't do it originally?
I really only memorized the order, but I had absolutely no talent for dancing.
“I’m going to rest!”
I barely managed to shake off Dietrich's hand and sit down on the sofa.
“What on earth do you know how to do?”
Unlike Shish, the Knight Commander was in a very bad mood because he couldn't properly protect the two days he had promised to spend with me.
By the Emperor's order, I had to go to the palace, so I could only come to the Magic Tower once a week, not twice. And even the remaining days were sometimes incomplete.
My guess is that it's definitely a sham. There's no one else who can control the Emperor.
And to make matters worse, he had to do this on the day Dietrich said he was resting.
“I can’t dance, I can’t take care of my health... I’m pathetic.”
While saying this, it was very Dietrich-like to pour cold water and wash his swollen feet himself.
“If you want to leave the tower but can’t, just tell me at any time.”
Dietrich is just as clueless.
Dietrich opened his mouth as if to interrogate her, but Mr. Wood opened the door and came in.
“Commander of the Knights, a summons has arrived from the palace.”
Dietrich's face twisted at Mr. Wood's announcement. After a brief huff, he wiped my feet with a dry towel and stood up.
“Have a nice trip.”
I guarantee you that Dietrich will never be here today. Hopefully, he'll be here tomorrow.
“Take care.”
Of course, I didn't say anything out loud about my predictions, because I'm a wise person.
“Lily!”
As soon as Dietrich disappeared, Yuno appeared with a "ta-da".
“I’m really happy that I get to spend more time with Lily these days.”
After finishing speaking, the blonde Magic tower master blushed and tried to pull down his pants.
"Hey."
He lowered his voice.
Then I grabbed his swaying hair and glared at him.
“I told you not to do it.”
Yuno's flushed face turned even redder.
“Lily, harder. Be rougher.”
As I remained still in shock, Yuno tried to move my hand again, and I, panicking, put more strength into my hand.
I held onto his golden hair so tightly that it felt like I was going to pull it out.
"Ah!"
As I was about to say sorry, Yuno let out an exclamation.
“Lily, one more time-”
“-It’s not your time right now, so get out of here. Understand, you son of a bitch?”
"Yes!"
Yuno disappeared with a cute “poof” sound.
...Ah, I want to escape.
I really wanted to escape this world.
***
“Go to sleep! Go to sleep!”
The best time for three men to get together is at night, when no one is doing anything.
Why should I be grateful for being able to sleep at night?
“Ugh, I want to go to sleep.”
“Oh, really? Then go to sleep, Lily.”
As tears welled up in my eyes, Yuno, panicking, quickly laid me down on the bed, and Dietrich stopped as he reached for the buckle.
A very peaceful night began, and thankfully, I was able to sleep well.
On this day, I had a dream for the first time in a long time.
Hmm?
It was a police station, and I saw familiar faces. Mom, Dad, my younger sibling... a senior?
“My daughter, where did you go?”
“Mom, don’t worry too much. I’m sure she’ll do well wherever she goes.”
“You're the younger sibling, so you should talk...!”
Whoosh!
The sound of my hand rubbing my brother's broad back was enough to convince me that my palm would bruise his broad back. Instead of grumbling, my brother quietly rubbed his back.
What, why don't you match?
“By the way, who is that handsome young man?”
"Hello."
The senior greeted him politely, and the younger brother introduced him to my mother.
“Oh, he’s a senior from the same school, and he’s the last person I saw before I went home.”
My senior was the last witness before I went home that day, so it seemed he was summoned for questioning as a witness.
My senior greeted my parents politely, and I could see my mother's eyes sparkle for a moment.
The handsome radar has been activated.
No, Mom. You heard your daughter is missing, but do you see her handsome face? Huh?
...My mom might come in.
While we were chatting for a moment, my senior pointed to something my younger brother was holding. It was none other than the book I'd last held.
It's "Let's Live Together"!
The person who entered the room must have brought the item that I had left behind.
“Could I possibly see that book?”
The younger brother hesitates at the senior's question.
Don't give it! Never give it!
I have a big dream of going back to school!
"Uh..."
"It might be meaningless, but I'd like to read it just in case it helps me find my cherished junior."
“Well, would you please return it to me? After all, it’s my sister’s keepsake...”
“This little bastard, a keepsake!”
Mom slaps my brother's back. My brother, wondering if he really wanted me dead, feels annoyed, but at the sound of the slap on his back, I pray for his soul.
By the way, you're flipping through that book, oh my.
It feels like the world is ending.
The senior's expression became a bit strange when he received the book and saw the title.
Wow, my heart feels like it's stopped. I want to wake up from this dream, but why won't I?
It's a lie, this is a dream... right?
It has to be that way. Otherwise, it won't work.
I can't believe my senior saw that! I can't believe it, and I don't want to believe it.
"Don't worry, I'll bring it to you right away. Mother, I'm sure the child will be alive. Don't worry."
The senior calmly comforted Mom, and Mom began to secretly lean against him and sob. Clearly, her body moved unconsciously upon seeing the senior's face.
Next to me, my father, who was once a handsome man, glared at my senior and stared at my mother, fidgeting.
I tried to take it lightly, but my parents' faces were half blank. It was clear they were deeply worried.
Looking closely, my little brother's chin has gotten sharper, too. Oh my gosh.
I believed I could leave this world. I met the male protagonists, but I couldn't fathom that they knew my true identity.
But the fact that they called me confirmed the existence of the inquiry.
So I was confident I'd see my family again. For now, I just thought of it as a short trip.
But when I saw my family, whom I had tried so hard to avoid thinking about, I suddenly felt a surge of longing.
I'm here. I'm watching from here.
I could open my mouth, but no sound came out.
I was only an 'observer'.
The detective's question-and-answer session was over. It wasn't yet his turn, so he sat in a chair inside the police station, reading a novel I'd written.
He seemed to glance at the first few pages, then flipped back.
I couldn't tell exactly where in the book it was, but judging by the remaining pages, it seemed to be around the last chapter.
After finishing the book, my senior's beautiful lips parted. I felt like I was unconsciously muttering something.
I heard it clearly.
"Ah."
Clearly, an exclamation of affirmation that one understands.
At the words that followed, I got goosebumps even though I was clearly sleeping with the blanket tightly covered.
“The ending...”
The eyes that always had a gentle light were filled with joy,
"...I get it."
Madness.
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