I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel - I Possessed the Villain in the Lily Novel chapter 153

153 – Necrosis (4)

Knock on the nose.

A very brief moment when Iva said that she would stay awake.

Even the movements that don’t mean much to others were different between Eva and Stella.

That means lies.

It was a password between the two of them, derived from Pinocchio, whose nose gets longer when he lies.

It was quite effective in a world where no one read a single fairy tale properly.

In this world where Pinocchio didn’t even exist, there was no need to say anything.

‘Gurane…’

Stella didn’t believe Eva’s words from the beginning that she would stay vigil. I wasn’t an idiot who couldn’t recognize it even though I passed the code while making eye contact, regardless of how everyone else was watching.

That’s why, even at a time when everyone else was humbly accepting fatigue, Stella was alone and intentionally didn’t close her eyes.

Of course, if I had to ask, I wasn’t alone.

‘Mah, Mermer, what’s … ???’

Unintendedly, there was Innis who couldn’t fall asleep.

Far from falling asleep, she listened to their conversation, holding on to her clearer consciousness.

‘Sa, love…? Did I just say I love you…?’

It was meant to be a joke, but it was an unmistakable expression of affection.

Iva spoke the word love to the candidate for the hero without hesitation.

The candidate for the hero naturally accepted it without taking it out.

Even so, she seemed to be happy, and happiness was oozing out from her expression.

It was a dazzling smile that was different from the exhausted expression I had seen before.

Above all, please.

The meaning of ‘sleepy’ was a metaphorical expression that anyone who knew Iva’s physical characteristics could not understand.

“Hmm… So?”

Stella, however, was arrogant for nothing.

“My friend, why are you so cold-hearted?”

“I don’t know if I just say I’m sleepy. Isn’t it normal to say it straight when asked?”

Beneath her laid-back smile was her sneaking tension as she put her foot out. Iva didn’t miss the sweat dripping down Stella’s neck.

“Hmm… I see.”

Eva put her head on the nape of her neck and lightly kissed her lips. Her tongue, protruding like a bee from between her lips, licked the sweat like sweet honey.

“Stella, I want to sleep. Help me.”

“Ahhhhh…”

Stella stroked Iva’s head, trembling her body as if tickling her. A smile hung on her lips.

She smiled benevolently, like a mother who heard her child say something pretty.

Perhaps it was because she had been in her fire pit until now, Iba could feel her burnt smell. Feeling it like the refreshing scent of charcoal, Stella hugged her Eva and put her head on the nape of her neck.

“You were like that before, why are you like that now?”

Eva laughed like someone who had heard a funny joke. Blowing her kisses on the nape of her own neck again and again, she grabbed Stella by her waist and gently lifted her up.

They were both good at muting their voices. Compared to the conversation between the two of them, the surroundings were very quiet.

“Why… I like this… Something… It’s romantic. Spending time doing things that don’t help with reproduction or sleep… The purpose of this act is only love. That’s right. Isn’t it nice to feel that you really care for that person?”

“Where is that quote from?”

“No, my impression itself.”

Stella thought it had been a long time since they felt each other’s body temperature so strongly. Now, unlike back then, the temperature is cold and the body odor is different. Still, it was a bittersweet thing.

“Yeah… You can do more.”

Stella asked playfully, biting the nape of her neck one last time.

“I’m sleepy…? No. Let’s do it later. Later.”

Iva hated it as if it was a nuisance. That’s lovely too, Stella chuckled.

“Hey Iva.”

“Don’t play with people’s names.”

“Eh, why~? Mr. Iba Mr. Iba, Mr. Iba, Mr. Iba?”

“You named me for this.”

“Did you know that now?”

“Okay, if you’re having fun, that’s fine…”

In previous worlds, people often thought that Eva cared for Spica dearly.

That’s why they were nicknamed ‘the gardener’ and ‘the thorn of the rose’.

Iva does not leave her Spica’s side and thoroughly protects her.

Spica skillfully handled Iba and led the mercenary corps beautifully and noblely.

A gardener who guards the rose extremely well and a rose that blocks the gardener from approaching with its thorns.

The two used to be evaluated that way in the world.

Of course, one of the reasons for the naming that could not be ignored was the fact that the bloody puddle at the scene bloomed splendidly like a rose when the two of them fought.

However, their nicknames were ultimately based on their relationship.

Those who cherish and those who are generous.

Spica didn’t like her nickname very much.

It’s not because it’s a nickname that reveals less of her identity. In fact, his best power was Eva, and he was prepared to hide his figure in the process of rampaging.

It’s not because I don’t like the outdated analogy of comparing women to flowers. Comparing it to a flower was an expression that Stella also enjoyed.

Spica just thought that she and the rose did not suit her.

That hasn’t changed since she became Stella.

A rose suits Eva better than herself.

It was an opinion that would make anyone wonder if they heard it. But she was firm in her thoughts.

She knows too.

She said Eva has neither red hair nor a sweet scent. Her hair, far from being soft and long, is slightly stiff, like that of a flying beast, and from where he is standing, I feel gloomy rather than lofty.

Nevertheless, to Stella, Iba was a rose.

It had nothing to do with appearance.

It was a literary symbol.

The rose of the little prince.

A flower with strong self-esteem, but with a warm heart.

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A miracle from a desolate star.

A beautiful rose he cherished by watering it every day, getting rid of insects, and covering it with a glass cover.

For Stella, Eva was like that.

Like a rose that accidentally flew into B-612 and sprouted. Eva also accidentally flew to her. She fell in love She was as pure as a rose bud. It smelled sweet. Unlike roses. It was her scent that only she could smell, not everyone else.

Although a star, a rose. The land to grow, the target to aim for, and the existence to cherish the most.

A loved one.

“So? What do you want to ask?”

“It’s nothing…”

Stella tapped him on the chest like a keyboard and continued.

“Why did it have to be me?”

If there was a difference between the little prince and her, Spica was an adult.

She is not young. She is not even as innocent as the child in the novel, but she can be just as rational.

The naive little prince did not understand the love of the rose, so he chose to say goodbye, but not me.

I am confident that I will not suppress him with my greed and force him to love me.

You can respect him. It’s understandable that he’s not behaving the way he wants.

It can be a relationship where each other tames each other with love.

That prediction actually came true, and Iva and Stella could become irreplaceable.

As much as Stella gave her love, Eva reciprocated her love.

She said in the book that it is a miracle that the person I like likes me.

The miracle happened.

“Did you have any reason to seduce me by putting everyone else to sleep? Eva, aren’t you ashamed to kiss me yet?”

“…Isn’t it you?”

“…Yeah, that’s true. Anyway, why did it have to be me. No, before that. Why did you try to wake me up by touching my chest?”

“Because that’s the most sensitive part…? Pretending to be asleep, so I’ll play around with it.”

“…That’s a thing of the past, maybe it’s different now.”

“Oh? Shall we try it?”

“Ha, don’t do it. Absolutely not. Just answer the question.”

Stella asked.

“Why did you choose me?”

“Curious?”

The relationship between them was exceptional.

However, the end was the same as the story in the book.

“Because I feel the least sorry for you.”

Like the story of the little prince and the rose, they parted ways. Stella went away like the little prince. If anything else, she didn’t mean it.

“Because I forgave you?”

“Forgiveness is something. You know it’s not like that.”

Stella left him once.

“Stella, you know me. I still can’t forget the day you left me.”

“Ha, but hey, that’s…”

“Of course it wasn’t meant to be. But is it true that you left me? The scars you left on me are forever. The size of your love for me is the size of my scars. It will never be erased. We met again now, but I’m still I fall into the fearful imagination every day of losing you. These are the marks you left on me.”

Eva slowly bent her head and kissed Stella on the lips. A kiss without exchange of magic power or saliva. A short and gentle encounter.

“Looking at your crying face… To be honest, I felt a bit cool. Hearing that you experienced the same pain as me made me feel cool, sorry, and sympathetic.”

“…”

After putting my lips to Stella’s once more briefly, Eva chuckled.

“Now, Stella, you can understand me better. I can understand you better.”

“That’s right…”

“So. Now you don’t have to feel sorry anymore. We suffered the same wounds from the same sins, so you and I are the same. We are in the same situation. Now we are equal again.”

Eva’s smile gradually grew wider.

“Equal… Equal… Can I not feel inferior to you now?”

I chewed over and over again as if the fact of ‘become equal’ was the supreme sweetness.

“Mr. Iba, Mr. Iba, our Mr. Iba, Mr. Iba.”

Stella spat out the name joke she used to say and brought his face closer. Once again her lips touched. It was a little longer than before. Their breath tickled their lips. Her body temperature was cold, but her breath was warm.

“Chuuu… Ugh… Sleepy? Let’s do it later… Later…”

“Yeah… That would be nice.”

The two approached each other again, regardless of who they were.

A small sound of water spread through the quiet night.

“Yeah… Chump… Churup…”

Stella squeezed between his lips and stuck her tongue in. He knocked on the door that had been blocked with his teeth and opened it. He then went inside and was counterattacked. As if waiting, there was a vine that grabbed her tongue and played with it.

Deciding that it would be dangerous no longer, Stella quickly opened her mouth.

“Whoa… It’s like a pervert…?”

“Who said…”

The two changed their posture to make it easier to kiss and kissed again.

“Ugh…”

The tongue movement is erotic. It reminded me of the tentacles from a silly game I played in the past. Grab your tongue and trample it. Now he looked more like a carnivorous plant than a rose. Something that seduces with a sweet scent and then melts to death. He is no longer innocent even in kisses.

As time passes, Eva gradually loses her innocence.

But it didn’t matter.

That’s a fact I’ve known since time immemorial.

It was Iva that she loved. His innocence was the reason she loved him, and she was only part of the reason why she loved him now.

“Chung… Side… Haa…”

After a long kiss, Stella parted her lips. A thin, long silver thread ran between them. It was an acid that resembled a relationship. A thread that melts her.

The flushed face and hazy focus indirectly informed the ecstasy of the kiss they shared earlier. Anyone watching it in the middle of the night could immediately notice it. It was night, so it was a tryst that shined even more splendidly.

“Um… After all, this is a bit… Not adaptable?”

Stella laughed shyly, fanning her face.

“Endure.”

“Who am I? Of course I will endure it. No, I will be better than you.”

Spica has met numerous girlfriends in the past. Of course, it was all over the place before the relationship developed properly. Thanks to that, it was as if she had no experience of kissing. Even in this world where you can easily kiss pretty girls, kissing and kissing were the same thing.

‘I have to teach Eba…’

I can’t lose like this.

The kiss they just shared was just the process of Eva transferring her magic to Stella.

It was a gift for Stella, who had lost a lot of mana by attempting to leap twice in a short period of time without the help of a holy spear.

From now on, the main topic is a kiss.

Now you just need to deliver the present to Eva.

Stella tightened her arms around Eva’s neck and tried to bring her face closer.

If it wasn’t for the rustle I felt right now.

“…!”

“Wow, surprise.”

They were surprised, but they didn’t make a loud noise. It was because the instinct not to make a fuss settled in both of them.

“Wow, no, I was surprised…”

Stella let out her extended breath as she placed her hand on her chest. That calmed her frightened heart.

Fortunately, the people who moved just now weren’t the elves’ pursuit team. Even more fortunately, neither was Wiz. It was a look she didn’t want to show her.

“…Do you two look good?”

Innis, who finally reached the limit of his patience, stood up.