BJ Villainess Chapter 165

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I wanted to ask if it was true. If I asked him to stop seeking revenge, would he really stop? But there was no chance to ask.

 

“Ilya…”

 

“Yes.”

 

Every time I tried, my lips were sealed with his kisses. Even though I struggled, saying it wasn’t time for this, I couldn’t push away his large and strong body with my strength.

 

Ding!

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[Yummy.]

 

Ding!

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[If this stock doesn’t succeed, I won’t leave Ozworld alone.]

 

Ding!

[The Constellation ‘Loyal Dog to Mr. O’ has sponsored 1,000,000 coins.]

[Why is Ozworld getting involved in this?]

 

After satisfying his desires, Ilya finally released my swollen lips.

 

It was clear why he had become a demon. I opened my eyes wide, then quickly asked him with a desperate look, “If I ask you to stop, will you give up on your revenge?”

 

“I swear I won’t strike first,” he vowed, implying he would wreak havoc if they attacked him first.

 

That was enough for me. Getting Ilya to stop his revenge was almost like clearing <God’s Play>. I hugged his neck with a relieved look on my face. “Thank you.”

 

“There is a condition though.”

 

What do you mean by condition?

 

Ilya spoke from a distance, our breaths mingling as I got away from his body in wonder. “Be my companion.”

 

“…Yes?”

 

“I mean, let’s get imprinted.”

 

Ding!

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[Leaving the human world alone and being imprinted? This is really 1+1.]

 

I can’t believe he suddenly asked to be imprinted. I felt puzzled, but I was curious about Ilya’s likeability. So, I checked.

 

[Likeability: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️]

 

…Already?!

 

[The Constellations who support the ‘Ilya’ route are going crazy.]

 

Ilya swept the back of my head. The chill made my hair stand on end.

 

“Hurry up and decide.”

 

“I’m a human, so if we leave this dream, our bond will break…”

 

“That would be if you were an ordinary human being.”

 

I couldn’t hastily refute the statement that my case would be different; I’m unsure if the game settings would fully apply to me. My thoughts were a mess. It was a much more difficult issue for me to become someone’s companion than to face death.

 

“Do I have to decide right away?”

 

“Do you need time?”

 

“Yes… I’ll answer you by January 31st.”

 

Either I can find paradise before that or save 1 billion coins and bounce out of here.

 

Ilya smirked with a look that he saw my thought. “What happens when that time comes?”

 

“Nothing at all.”

 

“Decide now.”

 

I changed the operation and wept. “If I stay here, I, a weak human being, might die… Shall we go back to reality first?”

 

At those words, the smile disappeared from Ilya’s face. “Not even a day has passed yet outside.” But he looked puzzled, as if he didn’t know why my condition was so bad.

 

“There are a lot of restrictions on me. You can roughly consider it as a creator penalty.”

 

In the end, I had no choice but to pay all the penalties depending on the time.

 

He asked, kissing my hand. “But if you come in contact with me, all your symptoms will be alleviated, right?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then it wouldn’t be a problem if we stayed another year or so.”

 

“What?”

 

Why did it turn out like that?

 

“Didn’t you say you needed time to think about imprinting?”

 

So this means that he will give a grace period of one year.

 

Ilya fixed her posture as if the problem had been solved by this and resumed kissing me passionately.

 

“No, no, wait a minute!”

 

“I love you.”

 

He seemed to have completely lost it. In fact, his eyes were looking at me as if he was going to devour me. He was so persistent and greedy that I wondered if he was the same man who looked at me bluntly and in a robot-like way. 

 

When I covered his lips with my hand, he kissed his palm as if he liked it. “Go back to reality, okay?’

 

“I love you.”

 

“No… Why do you keep saying that…”

 

“I love you.”

 

I guess he’s really broken. He had a knack of making me speechless.

 

When I glared at him silently, he smiled subtly like a villain.  I didn’t know he was able to make an expression like this. It was probably better not to know.

 

“Do you not like me?”

 

That wasn’t the problem.

 

“What do you want?”

 

“Going back to reality.”

 

“I’m asking you about the husband you want.”

 

“I like a husband who listens to me well.”

 

Ilya chuckled. “That would be difficult. You are the one who made me like this.”

 

It sounded like a rebellious adolescent son asking why he was born like this.

 

“I’ve never made you satisfy your self-interest.”

 

Ilya replied with a kiss on the cheek. “That’s because you’re so lovely.”

 

After all, it’s all my fault.

 

He asked, rubbing my heated cheek. “Are you embarrassed?”

 

How can I not be embarrassed when you make a fuss saying you love me and say I’m lovely? They were very alien words to me.

 

“I don’t know.”

 

As I gave up on whatever would happen, Ilya couldn’t hide his satisfaction.

 

Ding!

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[Theresa has a tendency to drive people crazy.]

 

What are you saying? I immediately turned off the sponsorship window, which made me angry.

 

I stared blankly out of the cave, receiving a barrage of affection from within the warm embrace. It was a habit that occurred while staying here with Ilya, who had lost his senses. It was a desolate and barren sight.

 

If I go back to reality, the beautiful scenery of Valhalla will welcome me. To do so, I must accept the imprinting suggested by this man. But I didn’t want to choose a companion.

 

It’s not that I don’t like Ilya, but becoming his companion was a different matter. Moreover, I was on air with the constellations watching me. Could I truly love someone while under Ozworld’s control? That’s impossible.

 

The dark reality of not knowing when I might die froze my heart. And I hadn’t saved everyone yet. To me, <God’s Play> wasn’t a reverse harem game but a survival game.

 

It was a time when I was thinking about how to persuade Ilya.

 

“If it’s so hard to decide, just refuse my offer.”

 

“…What about the human world then?”

 

“It’s going to disappear.”

 

He patted my frozen self. “But you’ll be by my side.”

 

Ding!

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[Please!!]

 

“You’re really… crazy.”

 

“I know.”

 

And I felt I might go insane too. If only I could return to reality, Clyde could handle this broken Ilya.

 

It was when I bit my lips nervously.

 

“Don’t bite your lips.”

 

Ilya overlapped our lips together as if to correct my habit. As I was being kissed, I stared at his back with surprised eyes. There was a white butterfly.

 

Squire butterfly?

 

It was then.

 

“Older Sister!”

 

Libby’s voice was heard once again. Intuitively, I noticed that Libby had sent me that white butterfly. If so, the purpose of it was obvious. Then, the use was obvious. My winner’s smile came out automatically. Besides the four troublesome male protagonists, I had Libby, the true protagonist.  

 

I embraced him and kissed him deeply to keep Ilya off guard. I grasped the butterfly just as he was about to pounce on me like a beast. Instantly, the dream began to dissolve.

 

Ilya looked annoyed as he watched the dream collapse. “Is this the creator’s privilege?”

 

“I guess so.”

 

He clung to me like a spoiled child, unhappy about returning to reality. I almost patted his head, feeling pity for this cunning archdemon.

 

Soon, the dream completely faded. When I opened my eyes, which had been closed by themselves, I found myself in a messed-up greenhouse. My clothes had been changed to a school uniform.

 

“Older Sisterrrrrr!”

 

Before I could confirm that anyone was nearby, Libby was crying and being held in my arms. The sweat on her forehead and her haggard face clearly proved how hard she had worked. I also hugged Libby with an emotional face.

 

The night sky loomed over the glass window. At that time, a white butterfly fluttered and landed on Libby’s shoulder. Only then did I realize that I had returned to reality. I finally woke up from a long, long dream.

 

“Thank you, Libby.”

 

After saying those words, I fainted.