Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer - Became an Academy Self-Inflicted Blackmailer chapter 170

170 – Anguish (1)

[Are you confused?]

“…… Well.”

I answered as indifferently as I could, but in truth, nothing was more foolish than trying to hide my true feelings in front of him.

The fact that I can see through his psychology to some extent means that the opposite is also true.

[Can I tell you one thing? In my eyes, you look like a young rat who is scared even though nothing has been decided yet.]

“… ….”

But no matter what, he’s a bit of a rat… ….

Isn’t this saying too much?

I raised my lying body slightly and glared at Dante, who was standing next to my head.

“Why are you such a rat?”

And when I asked about something that wasn’t that important, the answer came back even more absurd than I expected.

[Because the electricity keeps crackling?]

“…… What?”

[That rat’s name was probably Pichu.]

I looked at Dante’s expression with a feeling of bewilderment that went beyond surprise.

I don’t think you’re joking, but that’s not really important.

“No, how did you know that?”

I couldn’t figure out why he knew that.

No, actually, I don’t have a lot of guesses.

[As I delve deeper into your deep consciousness, many interesting things emerge. It was such an interesting world, that place called Earth.]

“…… Hey, sh*t.”

As much as I hoped that my guess would not be correct, Dante’s mocking voice was very annoying to me.

I frowned and criticized him.

“Have you seen all these rude people? “Why do you make such a fuss by peeking into other people’s memories?”

It wasn’t something I really needed to hide, but I still didn’t like the fact that my secret(?) Place was being seen in such a mess.

That’s why I raised my voice towards Dante.

[Didn’t you look through all my memories too? Something new.]

…… When I think about it, I think I was the same person who went through the other person’s memories. First of all, without obtaining consent.

I felt a bit unfair and argued back in a somewhat weak voice.

“But that was force majeure, right?”

Well, maybe I did it because I wanted to look through all of Dante’s memories?

It just suddenly came to mind after I came across Howard’s record.

No matter how much I shared all of Dante’s memories and emotions, I couldn’t justify him running around in my head as he pleases.

At least I decided to think so.

[What should I do?]

“… ….”

Unfortunately, Dante didn’t care.

I felt feverish for no reason and grabbed the back of my neck.

“Did I try to take revenge for this guy…? … ?”

And then he mutters something that is not a complaint that is not very sincere.

It was to make Dante understand me and my position.

I figured that since I had agreed to take revenge for him, he wouldn’t be able to get on my nerves any more until the deal was completely concluded.

[──Agency for revenge.]

It was a slightly wrong idea.

It wasn’t wrong, though.

“…… “What, why?”

The moment Dante’s voice suddenly became low, I looked up at him with a frown of my own.

I just lay down because there was no place to sit, and it was very uncomfortable to have to keep looking up.

I didn’t like the fact that I had to look up at Dante.

However, such trivial issues did not seem to be important to Dante.

[I would like to ask you something.]

The guy just continued talking while looking down at me with a serious expression and eyes.

The atmosphere is somehow different from usual.

I unintentionally took the attitude of listening to Dante.

Soon the guy was speechless.

[You are trying to kill Duke Blake. Am I right?]

And since that was the first thing he said, I nodded briefly, even though I was a little embarrassed.

“That’s right, Ji.”

[So you hate Duke Blake?]

“Of course. “I just don’t want to leave it alone.”

I don’t know why I’m suddenly saying things like this.

Although I felt puzzled, I answered sincerely because, as I said a little while ago, Dante’s attitude was too serious.

This is so unusual.

‘He’s not the kind of guy who would act like this for no reason.’

It was a time when I was waiting for Dante’s next words, with these thoughts in mind along with doubts.

His ‘next words’ really came to me suddenly once again.

[Where did that hatred come from?]

A low voice, a calm tone. However, there is a sharp look as if something needs to be checked.

I reflexively stopped and looked at Dante.

After frowning for a moment, the first words I said back to Dante were nothing else.

“Why are you asking that? “A little while ago.”

The response may have been a bit of a defense mechanism.

I hid it from others, but a third party would have been able to tell that my response was quite sensitive.

I said something pointless. I blamed myself a little and looked at Dante calmly, but he seemed even more calm than me.

Dante just continued talking.

[If you kill Duke Blake, is it for me? Or is it for you?]

“…… What are you saying.”

[The reason you were able to tell yourself that you hated him and not have a single doubt about that feeling was because he wounded your demon sword. Are you sure that’s the whole reason?]

For a moment, I almost asked again, but Dante added words without leaving a space, so I unconsciously kept my mouth shut.

Why?

‘Are you sure that that’s the whole reason…? … ?’

I pondered why I couldn’t come up with an answer to Dante’s words right away, but at the same time, I focused on the question itself and touched my forehead.

For some reason, my head felt dizzy.

Headache I have become quite accustomed to now. It’s nothing new, Carsilion, the spirit in my heart that that damn bastard left behind.

I let out a heavy sigh and made eye contact with Dante again.

“What do you want to say, you…” ….”

At first glance, those words seemed no different from the sharp response just before, but this time it was different.

How painful was that momentary worry? I just asked without continuing the thought in my tired mind.

What on earth do you want to say? What is the answer you want from me now?

[It’s not a difficult story. ‘Dante’.]

Regardless of my complicated feelings, he spoke, and for that moment, I did not question the title he called me.

I just distorted my expression, wondering what else this bastard was going to say.

…… Thinking back, that probably meant that I literally didn’t feel the slightest bit of awkwardness from that title.

Considering that I was a little excited at that moment, it might get a little complicated…

For now, even so.

Dante continued.

[Do you remember the name Norman?]

The first word is a question whose intent is unknown.

[What about Emma, Nate, Barnes, and Dahlia?]

“… ….”

The words that follow include names that make me make strange expressions.

I was silent, and Dante openly ridiculed my silence.

[You will remember. No, you can’t know. No matter how much paradise was the worst facility in the world, how could I forget my younger siblings who were there with me?]

The guy’s words continue. Because it continued over and over again, I could vaguely guess its intention.

…… It was something I didn’t like.

“Stop, stop. Dante.”

[…] ….]

“I have lived with your name, but it is not you. “I can’t be you.”

It seemed like Dante still had something to say, but I cut him off.

Because these were words I didn’t want to hear anymore.

At that point, I forced myself to steady my breathing, which had become a little rough, and Dante was still looking down at me.

I didn’t like that gaze.

What are you thinking about? Why are you trying to say that to me?

What kind of reaction are you looking for?

It was a question I couldn’t say out loud.

Probably Dante noticed them all.

[Yes.]

Is that why it is like that?

[I understand you. The things you are thinking about and the emotions that come to mind. I understand everything.]

The guy looked at me with his arms crossed and told me to calm down first. His voice was very calm, unlike usual.

Did I eat something wrong? I couldn’t help but laugh at how different it was from before.

“…… Are you telling me to live like ‘Dante’ now? Since I lost my original name, are you willing to at least give me your name instead?”

[The way you speak is not very polite. Aren’t you taking my words too distortedly?]

“So what I said was wrong?”

Dante, who gave me a calm answer for a moment, was unable to give a proper answer to the second question.

No, it’s highly likely that he just didn’t do it.

You know it yourself.

Of course, it was his intention.

I sat down on the road, roughly brushing my bangs.

I didn’t want to continue the conversation on this topic any longer.

“…… I don’t know if you wanted to comfort me in an unusual way, Dante. Sorry. Now I’m an ugly guy who tries to take all those words in a crooked way. Therefore… ….”

So, let’s talk later. If you have something to say, please say it after I calm down a bit.

I fell into silence with an indefinite request that probably would not come true.

For a moment, there was an extremely quiet silence in the world of my imagination.

If Dante is tired of my sensitive reactions, I know he won’t look at it very favorably.

That was something I couldn’t give a good response to. But I also felt sorry inside.

First of all, I couldn’t have known that he was talking about me.

‘Ha… ….’

I sighed internally but kept my cynicism in my head.

Anyway, he was literally an ugly guy.

I guess that’s exactly how I feel right now.

But even though I was blaming myself for that, my mental state was not in a good state, so I just tried to bury it and close my eyes.

[Eve.]

It was the moment I was about to do that.

[Eve Romaneia… …. El Pale.]

A voice is heard once again, and what that voice is saying is ‘the most problematic name’ that I should not hear right now.

‘What the f*ck.’

I couldn’t stand it anymore and straightened up.

Dante’s expression was no different from the first time.

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Just stay calm and nonchalant. A somewhat detached look, an attitude as if everything in the world had nothing to do with me.

…… Although he had really improved a lot compared to the hateful little boy he had been when they first met, it wasn’t an important issue right now.

At least for me.

“What are we going to do?”

[…] ….]

“Why are you bothering me? “Why is your name again-!”

I was about to shout something at Dante, who was silent, but for a moment I felt like saying ‘oops’ and covered my mouth.

A little late, somehow, a laugh started to escape.

‘…… Oh really.’

It’s like saying you’ll forget for a while just because that name is mentioned once.

‘Sister’? It’s not even funny.

‘Eve is not my family. I should especially not be her younger brother.’

It was stuffy. I was so dizzy and had a severe headache. It was originally bad, but at this moment it seemed to have gotten worse.

I chewed my lip, dug my nails into my palms, and just glared fiercely at Dante with my mouth closed.

He is probably seeing through all of my feelings even now.

Really, there has never been a cohabitation that was this unpleasant.

Dante opened her mouth just then.

[To me, the name El Pale is a symbol of hatred.]

The first words spoken are things I know well.

Dante’s endless resentment and spite toward the empire.

Are they trying to tell us something new about the bad relationship in the past that we know so well about and cannot know any better about?

I thought so for a moment.

[What about you?]

No.

What Dante was talking about was not her own resentment.

[El Pale, the Empire. And what kind of being is ‘Eve’, who lives as the princess of that empire, established within you?]

“… ….”

[Do you hate it? Do you resent it? Do you want to tear them all apart, kill them, destroy them, and destroy everything they have built?]

He was asking about my feelings.

Even though he mentions the object of his hatred, he tries not to show his emotions and only asks questions directed at me.

Only for me.

For a moment, I felt like I had shown such a pitiful side to him, but I forced myself to hold it down and pursed my lips.

“…… No.”

That was the answer.

Answer to your question.

“I don’t blame Eve.”

Dante showed no particular reaction.

It was only my responsibility to continue speaking.

“…… “She’s so cute and honest that I can’t blame her.”

It suddenly occurred to me that I once had a conversation with Dante about this topic in a similar context.

He told me to kill all the blood relatives of the imperial family.

-I don’t like it.

And I rejected it.

The reason given to Dante’s dumbfounded reaction was none other than Eve.

Eve is my friend and my senior. I won’t kill you. Did you say you didn’t want to kill him?

So we both found a compromise.

I will take revenge on Duke Blake, and Dante will give me complete transfer of ownership of the body in return.

However, I did not think that Dante’s hatred toward the imperial family would have all been erased.

I thought that was definitely an exaggeration.

Because I know well what he went through.

No one other than me can understand his feelings, his past, and his pain.

So I became the only one who understood.

I thought I was an understanding person.

Isn’t it?

I guess not.

Maybe we should have looked at it from a slightly different perspective.

I have no choice but to have it as a unified self, not as a third party.

Direct empathy.

I reluctantly burst into laughter.

“…… I don’t know. I’m not sure, but I haven’t exactly figured out my thoughts or my identity right now. Still, until now, I have loved Eve. “I might have thought of you as my older sister.”

Even if you resent the former Emperor, hate Howard, and want to destroy Duke Blake.

Not Eve. She was not the target of my malice.

I was her friend.

I considered him a senior and followed him.

I honestly thought of her as a blood-related older sister.

It was that kind of feeling.

“…… Ha, really.”

I can’t help but laugh.

Isn’t it really funny?

Considering that he vehemently denied himself as ‘Dante’ and that he considered his relationship with Eve to be a lie, he was very consistent.

The subject was blaming herself for deceiving her and that she was taking advantage of her favor.

In the end, I came to regard her as my older sister.

[Even if they are cousins, there is usually no younger brother in this world who looks at his sister as a romantic partner.]

“…… Oh, shut up about that… ….”

I tried my best to pretend not to hear Dante’s factually defamatory defamation that was being openly sarcastic next to me, and I repeatedly inhaled and exhaled.

Breathing was not steady right away.

Evidence that you were immersed in too deep thoughts and your emotions were excessively shaken.

I washed my face dry and let out a deep sigh for the last time.

And then I call him.

“…… Hey, it’s Dante.”

[Why are you calling me, you homos*xual?]

“f*ck, but this guy is real.”

I was thinking of punching Dante, who was even taunting to himself, but in the world of images, it was obvious that I would lose, so I took a breath and pressed my temple.

Let alone the fact that the child who repeated ‘Kill the Emperor and Kill the Princess’ every day developed a playful side that was not even funny.

“…… I’m probably not Eve’s younger sister. Maybe.”

The consultation I wanted to request from him right now was nothing else.

Carsilion that bastard started it off, but the subsequent Simma were ultimately created by me.

I am not Dante.

A ghost from another world who cannot even remember the name of his previous life and is now just an impurity of this world.

That’s what I thought, and I was suffering from an empty feeling. It was Eve’s presence that pushed me into an even more painful pit of agony.

Everyone else is fine.

Beatrice, Tsumeid, and Flügel.

Aria and Jibril, even Nick and the other guys in the class.

They are all people who have formed a relationship with ‘me’.

I have seen myself using Dante’s body, not Dante.

But then what about Eve?

What is she like?

Based on Dante’s body, which became mine, she must be my cousin.

If you look at it from a biological perspective.

‘I think it would have been better if I had been able to think in peace that way.’

I couldn’t bear it. I felt like I had committed such a big sin.

To put it simply, it was just painful.

I feel like her relationship with her is not mine, because I feel like I am constantly deceiving and deceiving her.

It feels like someone possessed somewhere is trying to take advantage of the kindness of the woman who thinks of me as ‘Dante’.

That was so difficult. I couldn’t understand what I had done, and I couldn’t help but think that forgiveness was even more impossible.

I looked at Dante, who was waiting for my words, and let out a shallow, bitter smile.

“What do you think?”

[…] ….]

“Am I normal now, or am I just crazy?”

Lies and deception, conscience and guilt. Guilt toward Eve. A weak thought of wanting to ask for forgiveness somehow.

To repeat, those things have been bothering me until now.

…… But still. In fact, it was nothing else that made me unable to forgive myself more than anything else.

I confessed my dirty feelings to Dante with a very ambiguous expression that was neither smiling nor crying.

“That’s not true, you are not Eve’s younger sister, and Eve is not your older sister. Even if you keep repeating it over and over and trying to convince me somehow. “I can’t stop myself from treating Eve like my older sister.”

How will this guy react to these words?

I couldn’t bear to think, so I lowered my head and didn’t look him in the eye.

Maybe it’s just nothing.

That’s because he doesn’t think of Eve as her family.

Even if I am now able to think somewhat rationally, that is what memories of paradise are like.

A wound from the past that cannot help but create hatred toward the imperial family.

Even so, I didn’t have much courage.

This was a confusion of identity.

I am not Dante. I thought that way countless times. I was trying to make you think.

But in the back of my mind, who did I think I was?

I wouldn’t be Dante, I’d just be a possessor in his body.

But even so, I can’t forget the memories.

I was scared because the memories I once shared with him, his past, would make me feel like I had lived in paradise.

‘No, maybe you are already thinking that way.’

I laughed and looked back on the period.

Time spent in paradise.

I learned this the moment I ‘viewed’ Dante’s memories at Howard’s Stone Tower.

In fact, it would be a bit unfair to call it browsing.

Wouldn’t it have been more correct to call it embodiment instead?

Embodiment of memory, embodiment of experience. And-.

The essential harmony between Dante and ‘I’.

-Do you remember the name Norman?

A little while ago, the guy asked me. Do you remember Norman?

Okay, how could you not know?

I didn’t even bother to suppress the laughter that kept coming out, and just recalled the memory.

Norman was a young boy with black hair, which was rare in the Empire.

When he was first captured in paradise, he was afraid, and was unable to properly approach children in the same situation, and was left alone.

Still, as time passed, he somehow took on the role of a senior in his own right, leading his younger siblings along with me (Dante).

“Ha… ….”

Norman died about two years before Paradise collapsed. To borrow the words of researchers, it is an object that must be disposed of.

The reason was nothing special.

However, Norman could not withstand the injection of dragon’s blood, his body was damaged, and the possibility of manifesting his supernatural ability reached an infinite 0%.

Just like that, the little guy died.

Would it have been better if I had left a will? Dante (I) could not stop being grabbed and dragged away by researchers who suddenly arrived.

Because at that time, thunder had not been manifested yet.

I carefully recalled Norman’s last appearance and opened his closed eyes.

He is not only that guy. There are countless memories that come to mind.

If I could maintain my own identity intact even after going through such a process of embodiment, I would probably not have been a human being, but rather a hermit somewhere.

I don’t remember such a being in this world, anyway.

This brings us back to the fundamental question.

I eventually looked at Dante once again.

It’s the same expression that looks emotionless. No, is it just that I have no idea?

I’m not sure, but-.

“I am.”

I just decided to speak up.

“…… “Who am I?”

An answer that does not come back, I continue to speak against the silence.

It’s like talking to a wall.

It was a funny thought, but this time I didn’t even laugh.

I thought it was a very capricious and arbitrary laugh.

“Is it Dante or a possessed person from another world called Earth? “Are you just a foreign body that can’t even remember its own name?”

It felt like my lips were getting dry.

Nervousness, or impatience?

I don’t know. I couldn’t understand my own emotions and couldn’t establish my identity, so now I’m neither Dante nor a possessed person, but just a ‘half-baked guy’.

So I asked.

“Hey. “What was my name?”

To the guy who might know the answer.

To the person who can make a conclusion.

“hahahaha, now what name should I give when I introduce myself?”

I said that to Dante. It was a question filled with laughter, and it was a crude bravado meant to make people laugh.

Dante was looking at me like that.

Boringly, perhaps blandly. With unwavering blue eyes and pupils like that. And with a refreshing expression -.

[Well, whatever.]

As if there was nothing to say.

Speak as if you are asking something so obvious.

[Hello, this is Dante. And introduce it.]

“… ….”

It was a very successful word in instantly distorting my expression.

Anguish and anguish, a guy who spits out words that make my complicated head and painful heart very scary.

If it was meant to clear my complicated mind even for a moment, it was great.

Actually, my image turned white for a moment and then came back.

Even so, his casual attitude toward my seriousness is very annoying, and I feel a little betrayed, so this is the moment when I open my eyes fiercely.

Nevertheless, Dante shrugs his shoulders as if wondering what to do.

[Just live like Dante. As it has been until now, in the future.]

“What?”

Then he adds calmly and calmly as if asking what’s going on.

[I saw your memories. You also saw my memories. There is no turning back now. It can’t help but be a pity, but I became you, and you also became me.]

“…… “No, wait.”

[And now the owner of that body is you, not me.]

There was nothing I could add to that. I couldn’t stop him from talking.

Regardless of will, the stiff body prevents even the lips from moving.

Is this silence caused by absurdity?

…… Unless it is.

[I blame everything about the imperial family. However, although you resent the imperial family, you do not intend to point the blade of resentment at all its members.]

Whether I felt a tingling sensation or not, Dante’s words continued uninterrupted.

However, ironically, the way he looked at me had an absolutely serious tone compared to the moment before.

[That is the difference between me and you.]

One word. It seemed like he was saying that you and I were different, but the meaning was a little different.

Dante immediately added a comment.

[In other words, that’s all the difference between us.]

“…… What?”

I couldn’t really hold back at this moment and ended up giving a dumbfounded retort.

I don’t understand what you are saying. No, it’s not that I can’t understand it, but…

Still, I couldn’t hide my embarrassed feeling.

To be honest, I am extremely confused.

[Don’t think about it in a complicated way, just face the situation at hand. Dante.]

Even though he wasn’t considerate of my condition.

[You and I can no longer be separate entities. You can share my feelings, and I can share your memories. To be honest, I can’t help but feel an unprecedented sense of kinship with you.]

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It’s as if he just wants to say something, and after hearing those words, it’s up to you whether you dig deeper or raise your head.

As if he was saying that, Dante just cast an unchanging, calm gaze towards me.

[You are not me, but you are Dante Ruiz El Pale. It feels a bit mixed. Borrowing an expression you often use, I guess it’s just half and half the ingredient content…….]

Maybe she was trying to lighten the stiff air with a joke, but Dante chuckled for a moment, wondering what she was thinking to herself, and then glanced at me with a pitiful look.

And then she says something a little different.

[…] … Even if you say this, all the delusion inside you will not disappear. I will tell you the clear facts that you can understand.]

I didn’t understand what he was saying, so I tilted my head and narrowed my eyebrows at the same time, but Dante didn’t care and continued talking.

[You seem to be so caught up in your guilt towards the princess that you are unable to remember the most important thing.]

Still the same. It was calm. There was no special emotion in the voice.

To put it bluntly, just like before, the look in his eyes that makes me look like a pathetic bastard is especially noticeable.

Anyway, Dante said.

As he said himself, it is truly ‘an undeniable’, ‘I have no choice but to understand’, a ‘clear and obvious fact’.

[The first meeting between you and the princess did not begin with knowing each other’s blood ties.]

That was the moment Eve and I met for the first time, and it was the story of our relationship after that.

Dante’s eyes began to take on a very mysterious light.

[Don’t miss the essence. Your relationship with the princess is not through blood. Rather, yes. In other words, it is an academic relationship.]

In other words, the relationship between seniors and juniors.

If you think about it, it’s quite obvious, Dante added, shaking his head.

[The princess certainly had feelings of guilt towards you… …. But that happened when I visited the system, so there is no reason for the relationship to change even if such hidden facts were revealed.]

“… ….”

[Of course, I recognize you as my alter ego, Dante’s alter ego. If you feel like it bothers you, just think about it rationally. Between senior and junior and cousin, which of the two is deeper in the relationship between you and the princess?]

From a certain moment.

I couldn’t take my eyes off Dante’s face as he continued speaking.

My head felt like it had been hit by a hammer, but it also felt like the fog had blown away.

The headache did not go away. It was just the same.

However, there was a new realization.

-Hey, talk to me. Junior.

-Well, that’s what I’m saying! Junior. Would it be okay if I sucked my junior’s neck?

After my first meeting with her, which was accomplished through the work of her committee, an incident during her sports competition made my relationship with her a little deeper.

The strange partnerships and small encounters that have occurred since then.

What happened in Yeongsan, the joint struggle against the Sangun.

…… The events that occurred in the islands and the imperial castle were clearly things that followed thereafter.

‘No, no. But I, Eve… ….’

[This is frustrating, really.]

At that moment, hesitation tried to appear in my mind once again, but even that thought was buried in the sound of Dante clicking his tongue and scolding me.

I reflexively raised her head, and Dante looked at my expression and frowned at her as if I was truly disgusted.

[Seriously, just stop. Do you know how long you’ve been wasting your time now? I don’t know, but there are probably a lot of guys going through a hard time looking for you.]

And I couldn’t bear to refute his reckless killing and just lowered my head.

“…… That.”

However, I could not fully accept it. Still, I couldn’t shake off all the remaining hesitation.

I just had to open and close my lips repeatedly.

[Perhaps among those who are so worried, the princess for whom you now feel guilty may also be included.]

“… ….”

Dante delivered a clean, decisive blow to that day.

Still, this time it felt like a hammer, slightly smaller than before, was hitting my chest.

I was still silent, but this time the meaning was slightly different.

…… My head became clear. Just a little bit.

Dante glanced at my expression for a moment, then frowned as if he was disapproving, but waved his hand towards me.

It was like the gesture of a shepherd chasing a wild dog.

[If you come to your senses, go back quickly. I’m already exhausted from dealing with a depressed lizard, and if you do this too, I’ll be in trouble.]

And speaking of that, I also couldn’t help but burst into laughter after turning my head for a moment and glancing at the black lump stuck in the corner of the world of images.

When I thought about it that way, I realized that Dante had suffered quite a bit as well.

…… Shouldn’t that guy bother me even more?

Thinking of a cause that was not a cause, I stood up.

After clenching and unclenching my fist once, I touched my forehead, which was still throbbing, and took a breath. Close your eyes.

Not all of my thoughts have been organized yet.

My complicated brain was not completely cleared, and the problem with Carsilion was definitely the biggest malignant tumor threatening to explode my head.

But.

‘…… Yes, we can’t keep doing this forever.’

Anyway, the time I was stuck in the world of images was so long that there was nothing good about it.

I left so suddenly, and there are literally more than one or two people who are worried about me and looking for me.

“Whoa.”

Now I had to go back.

After taking a brief breath, I caught a glimpse of Dante one last time.

He was still the same. It was no different from the first time I entered this space with the problems of Carsilion and Eve.

He just looks at me calmly, with a bit of annoyance and annoyance for now.

[Go.]

The guy didn’t say anything.

He just lifted his chin like that.

“I’ll come again.”

I also didn’t intend to talk for a long time, so I ended my brief goodbye like that.

Dante frowned and said he didn’t have to come, but-.

Well, whatever.

I closed my eyes.

I took steps to escape the world of images.

-Your Holiness, will it wake up if you beat it?

“… ….”

I was going to do that.

Until a little while ago.

‘Huh?’

I was overcome with deep embarrassment.

What is it? What was it?

The voice I just heard. Be used to.

And the direction it came from was outside.

I finished thinking, judging, and thinking for a while, about 5 seconds, which felt like 5 minutes.

“This is crazy.”

Immediately cursing and entering a state of concentration to awaken consciousness.

However.

Pow!!

“…… “Gagging.”

It’s just a little late.

The problem was, that was it…….

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“… ….”

“… ….”

Eye meets eye.

Byeok-an and Geum-an.

In other words, both of their eyes were sparkling, and probably had eyes that were so bright that one could not be pushed out, but-.

Actually, that wasn’t important right now.

I was just muttering nonsense to myself to think of random thoughts to deny reality and to regard this situation as a momentary illusion.

“Well, don’t you have anything to say?”

“… ….”

“I could wait for just one or two words.”

Even so, the situation does not change.

This is an undeniable reality…….

So, the girl in front of her must have found this place where I was hiding.

And the reason she is loosening her hands like that is probably to punish me.

I forced my shaking gaze to look at the boy next to me.

So, an adult from the Holy Church who looks like a boy.

The gazes of Emperor Kazan and I intertwined in the air.

Conversation through eye contact was simple.

-Your Holiness, isn’t the promise different…? ….

-At this point, I also put in a lot of effort.

-They said they would hide it.

-You hid it for a long time.

-Liar!!

…… There was a bit of adaptation, but that’s roughly how it felt.

I was instantly filled with a sense of betrayal and tried to say something more to him.

“One month and one more week.”

Before that, the girl’s lips opened again.

I had to squeak and look back at her.

The smile on his lips was truly bright.

It would have been so pretty if the eyes were smiling as well.

“This is the period in which you suddenly, without saying a word or a rumor, went into hiding. Dante.”

“There were circumstances… ….”

I tried my best to reply in a hushed voice, but the girl just shook her head as if she couldn’t hear me.

“What were the circumstances? Why did he go all out and sneak into the church headquarters like this?”

“That’s-.”

I tried to answer that question in a hurry.

Unless the girl raised her hand to stop him, obviously.

Her cold gaze felt like it was piercing my whole body like a sharp thorn.

“I won’t listen now. “I don’t know what the circumstances are, but I think I might feel weak if I heard about it.”

And she said.

I will listen to it later.

So, not now.

Percussion!

At that very moment she took a step in front of her, and I stepped behind her, causing her body to flinch loudly.

“Something must have happened, obviously.”

“Riche, just a moment.”

“Yes, something must have happened…” …. It won’t work without it. “Then I’m really going to kill you.”

“I’ll explain everything. “This is-.”

“By the way.”

Even if you step back and retreat, the end will eventually come.

I was blocked by a wall, and Beatrice stood in front of me.

She grabbed my arm very gently and then pulled it away.

Unlike those touches, his expression was harsh.

“I also suffered a lot.”

Beatrice said.

This time the voice was low.

She started glaring at me very coldly.

“I used all my imagination. If it’s not a simple disappearance, is it a kidnapping? If it’s not kidnapping, what is? Perhaps it has already reached an irreversible state. I wonder if we should have moved together after all…….”

“… ….”

“…… However.”

She clenched and unclenched her hand over and over again, clenching it tightly to form a fist.

A platinum-colored energy dwelled on her fist in a truly ominous and magical way.

Before long, Beatrice’s twisted cynicism slowly lingered in addition to her cold expression from before.

She looked around at the space around her, including the day when she was sweating profusely, and soon spoke.

“I didn’t know you could be so relaxed and lounging around. Wow, have you set up your household?”

I gave up making excuses anymore.

I give up and close my eyes slightly.

I felt fingertips filled with divine power touch my abdomen.

And finally, a word.

“Take my worries back, you bastard.”

The gathered divine power exploded in one big explosion, and a shock that could shake my body hit my abdomen.

I fell down, saying, ‘Aww.’ Beatrice snorted and turned her head.

“How does the fist that even the devil Duke crushes taste like? “It must sting quite a bit.”

All I could do was flop down on the floor and wriggle around…….