There Is No Hidden Villain in This Novel Chapter 25

Ryuseong is not a good person. He will not forgive you for destroying the world.

He cannot.

However, thanks to the leader of the Hanra clan, he experienced an environment where he could admire goodness, and thus the mindset that he may kill monsters, but never people, was established. It is a conviction he did not lose even amidst all the hardships he experienced before the regression.

But whenever he stands before you.

‘Everything about me shatters.’

You broke his world. You ruined it, trampled it, mocked it, and insulted it. You looked down on his affection while standing on the corpses of everything he loved. Perhaps it would not have mattered if he himself had died. But he cannot forgive you for destroying the world. When he regressed, what was the first thing he thought of?

It was the resolve to kill you.

You nonchalantly destroyed his conviction, his desperate struggle to kill only monsters and not people, even amidst the countless tragedies that occurred after graduating from the academy, amidst the brutal war with the monsters. Thus, you ruined his goodness.

But he was still one who admired goodness, and even if his essence was not good, he knew how to draw a line, that he could not kill the you of now, who had committed no sin.

He would not kill you until you conceived destruction. And he would become your watcher.

That was his decision.

“……You son of a bitch. You ruined me.”

Why do you delude him? Why, do you break him as he tries so hard to protect what is good, shatter his boundaries.

‘You make me want to possess you.’

His desire was possession. It was domination.

It was not love.

A base sentiment of wanting to toy with, insult, and crush you, just as you did, and in the end, kill you. The arrogance of wanting to hold your life and death in his hands.

But you cannot be possessed. You are that kind of person. You would rather die than be dominated.

That is why he wants to kill you. He wants to break you. He cannot forgive himself for foolishly succumbing, unable to stop himself from being deluded by your gaze, so he would rather you just die.

So he says it clearly.

Just like you, he is not a person who can be possessed by you. No, perhaps for a more solid reason than you, he cannot offer himself to you.

“It would be better if the world and everything in it just perished…….”

Even now, when he closes his eyes, your voice.

The friends who died are so clear in his mind.

How could he do that?

Hae Yuna, Lee Hyang, Shin Myohan, everyone from the Hanra clan, the guild members, his father…….

You killed them all.

Because you, you induced the black fog and instigated the monsters, pushing humanity to its ruin.

They all died trying to save the world.

You do not know what he is enduring just to not kill you.

He cannot kneel before you.

He carries too many lives on his back. He has faced too much death.

You have killed too many lives.

That is why he is afraid of himself being deluded by you. He is afraid that he will be captivated by you, whom he cannot forgive, and abandon everything. And so, you.

‘Wouldn’t it be easier if I just killed you?’

The thought that crosses his mind inadvertently makes him despise himself to the ends of hell.

“…….”

Ryuseong knew how low he could sink. He also knew how ugly a human being who acted under the banner of revenge could become. The conviction not to kill, in other words, meant that as long as he did not kill, it was fine.

How vile is a person who, despite being a fellow human, thinks it is acceptable to punish someone?

Death is a clean ending. But the ways to torment the living are numerous and tedious.

Ryuseong did not want to insult humanity. He did not want to confirm his own baseness in such a way. That moment when he faced you in his trauma and trampled you was enough.

He had to draw a line again.

“……So that I… do not kill you…….”

The monster that destroyed the world is silent, its eyes closed like a corpse.

Faint blood vessels under its eyelids.

Beneath the pale skin that makes one doubt if it is alive, bright amethyst eyes must be sleeping. Is a scheme to destroy the world still coiling in your small head?

But when the pale blue dawn wets the side of your face.

You are so endlessly innocent.

Ryuseong released the strength from his hand, which had been clenched so tight the white knuckles protruded. Remembering the feel of the soft, scattering gown, he slowly bowed his head. And he placed his ear on your chest.

He could hear a heartbeat.

Ryuseong did not kill Cassis de Millang.

He did not destroy the fetus of a monster that was not yet guilty.

It was alive.

Only then did it seem like he could fall asleep.

I woke up at dawn and the first thing I did was check my body, but it seemed no major event had taken place.

Well, well, is he trying to maintain his conscience in his own way? Or is he perhaps waiting for me to take the lead?

After happily spinning my wishful thinking and finishing my shower, I looked at the full-length mirror in the room and, without any filter, threw out a thought that suddenly came to mind.

“My lips are chapped because of you. How are you going to take responsibility?”

But for some reason, Ryuseong, who had been quietly observing me, approached me. Uh oh, are you trying to do something naughty again? You must have enjoyed it too, huh? It is not like the school nurse will come in here. I was contemplating whether to close my eyes along with him, but he just looked down at me and did not lift a finger.

It was no different from a replay of yesterday, so the feeling came to me immediately without needing to be enlightened.

This bastard has no intention of kissing me. He is just going to stare.

‘No, he is going to space out while I am right in front of him?’

Is he kidding me, this bastard.

“They are not chapped, they are swollen.”

“Either way, did you not injure me? You should take responsibility.”

“If I come to possess you exclusively, I intend to take responsibility.”

“Haha, that is interesting, but.”

A laugh escaped me. I was not angry, but it was just so absurd.

That conversation was over yesterday.

You asked for ownership or exclusive rights, and I said no. You said if I did not give you exclusive rights, you would only allow up to a kiss, and I said okay.

You were clearly seduced.

‘Honestly, wasn’t yesterday pretty much the same as doing it?’

You were the one who said you would only kiss, and you were the one who tried to go all the way. I did not intend to lose the initiative to that extent either.

After doing whatever you wanted, you are now talking about exclusivity and whatnot again.

‘How should I cook this ungrateful son of a bitch to get a reputation for seducing him well?’

In the mirror, due to an optical illusion of the angle, we looked like our bodies were quite overlapping, and because I was only wearing a gown, the atmosphere was strange.

The gazes we exchanged through the mirror made us look like people who loved each other.

But that was wrong. I have no intention of playing romance with Ryuseong, nor do I intend to give up the initiative! If Ryuseong were to kneel, I would dote on him plenty, but a romance, really? I could play a game disguised as a romance, but his eyes are not looking for that.

I know that much for sure.

“Do not feel bad about not being able to have me. I am sorry, but settling down with one person is not my hobby.”

“…….”

But I do have something I am curious about with Ryuseong.

It is clear to me that you do not really seem to want to date me either, so I want to ask where on earth that possessiveness of yours comes from. Of course, it is not like you have to be in love to want to possess someone.

They say that even if you hate or detest someone, you might feel the desire to press them down and possess them.

‘Oh, so is that why the guys who despised me fell for my seduction so helplessly?’

It was a pretty plausible hypothesis.

‘Then that means there is a possibility that Ryuseong will fall for me too.’

A change in perspective brought me a beacon of hope. Yes. I will kiss him a few more times, and when the mood is right, I will switch our positions!

But Ryuseong mercilessly crushed my hope with a single sentence. I was watching with a pounding heart as he unbuttoned his shirt, but he threw the shirt over me and said this.

“Public indecency.”

No, hey…… isn’t the self-assertion of your abs more of a public indecency? Compared to a thin body like Cassis’s, yours is…….

“And you, do not even think about kissing me anymore.”

“Pardon?”

No, wait a minute.

My ominous premonition came true. While Ryuseong took out a black martial arts uniform and put it on his upper body, I was dumbfounded and pressed my fingers to my temples.

“What do you mean? We were playing so well, why are you suddenly saying something like that?”

Yes, what are you saying after rummaging through me according to your desire. I even let you slam your lips onto mine, huh? Look in the mirror when you speak.

Can you not see your own eyes? Right now, you are looking at me greedily, as if you want to chew me up and swallow me. Shining brightly like a blue will-o’-the-wisp. While you want me so much…….

“I do not want to become any more base.”

……No, you punk! What are you talking about! What do you mean you are saying something else after smashing our lips together! I could not understand a single word he was saying. What is he talking about when he has never even been base? If you want to be base with me, you can just be base with a clear conscience!

I grabbed the wrist of him who was about to leave. And I pulled him so he would turn to face me.

But when he actually faced me, he was making an expression I could not understand.

“…….”

What kind of face is that? Is he in pain? Or is he happy? He looked like someone who had fulfilled something, and also like someone who had lost everything. The only thing that was clear was the fact that the density of that emotion was too high to be judged rashly.

My grip loosened without me realizing it. I do not know what he is saying, but I can feel it. Ryuseong is serious. If I ignored his warning and tangled our tongues, the atmosphere felt like something was going to go terribly wrong.

I do not know what kind of worries he wrestled with on his own, but it seemed he had been careful. But I am the type of person who, even after hearing that warning, reflexively thinks of something like this.

‘……This guy really isn’t going to be seduced easily, is he?’

And, the second thought that came to mind was this.

‘Wow…… what should I do? I really like being base…….’

Confirming the level of my personality, I suddenly feel sorry for the protagonist’s life. The original story was already bleak, but how on earth did someone like me end up possessing this body and going through this ordeal.

But I am the type to get tired a little quickly of those who obediently hand over the initiative. So the fact that you rejected me only added fuel to the fire in my heart.

“Hmm, I pray for Ryuseong’s good fortune in battle?”

Fighting?