After I Stopped Sponsoring, the Female Leads Began Obsessing Over Me chapter 170

170 – Aria (3)

Aria looked at the door.

Light pours in through the slowly opening door.

Sunshine fills a dark room.

Aria’s vision, which was previously black and white, began to become colorful.

“… Uh, why?”

Before she knew it, she was stuttering again.

There is no special reason.

I just felt like it had to be that way.

If I think back, it was like that from the beginning.

A time when her vision was filled with only books, walls, and houses.

It was you from the beginning who woke up the monotonous colors.

That day.

I remember your appearance coming through an unusually dark window.

You were like today.

Dark, dark black hair. Deep eyes that make you fall in love when you look at them.

Even your pure white skin and pale lips seemed entirely black and white, but the sunlight and blue sky that poured through the curtain you pulled back filled my world with color.

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Yes.

Just like now.

— Jerbeok

You opened the door and walked in with the colors and stood in front of me.

I could only look up at you blankly.

I hoped for you, but I never thought you would come back.

“…Why?”

The same words came out again.

It didn’t have much meaning.

Because it was just words that flowed out of my head without any conscious awareness.

All the irresistible reminiscences during that time.

All the regrets I had while missing you.

All the despair I felt due to my mistakes.

It hasn’t been floating around in my head as much as it is now.

Just because the scenery of this room changed with your appearance seemed so alive.

My dead landscapes started running again.

Thump. Thud. Thud.

I just saw you again.

I remember the times when you hugged me.

“Ah… Ah…”

Only exclamations that couldn’t be put into words flowed out of my mouth towards you.

You opened the door and came in, crossing the large, useless room and standing in front of me.

Your face was still the same as then.

I still remember the sad expression and warm hug you gave me when I was tired outside.

There was no change in facial features from then.

That’s why I suddenly feel excited.

Perhaps you will hug me again?

Even though I knew that the expectation was shameless, I swallowed my saliva.

“…….”

Your face looking up like that.

Only then can I see your facial expression properly.

Then you will realize.

Your face is infinitely expressionless.

Even when you look at my obviously haggard face, you don’t even raise an eyebrow. So we guess.

I guess I don’t have any feelings left for you.

Ever since that day when I thought of you as just a past that needed to be let go.

Could it be that you also completely cut me off?

‘… ‘I guess so.’

It will be so.

Ian It wasn’t until I saw your cold expression that I realized.

I have committed an irreparable sin against you.

Now, you can’t come to save me.

As soon as I realized that fact, the world that had been bright just moments ago immediately turned into darkness.

As if I had fallen into a deep, deep sea.

A world where not a single light can be seen.

“Ha…”

I was suffocating as if I was suffocating in the deep sea.

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I headed to Aria’s residence.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Ian Black Angus. I will take you to the residence of the candidate for sainthood.”

They welcomed me like before.

It appears that there was a request from a candidate for sainthood.

The moment you open the door and enter, a lot of musty dust rises.

It was a spacious and luxurious room.

And that corner.

There was Aria squatting on one side of the bed.

Her condition was not good at first glance.

Even so, my messy bangs were a mess and sticking out.

The dark circles under her eyes seemed to reach all the way to the bridge of her nose.

‘I’m holding that tightly too.’

Her left hand was holding the warrior miniature so tightly that it turned completely white.

It’s just as I expected.

Aria looked like she had completely collapsed.

However, unlike her haggard appearance, her expression was a little different.

There was a bit of hope in that expression.

It is a face that can be said to be either hope or expectation.

Why can you make an expression like that?

In this situation now?

I looked down at her with some doubt.

And I knew the answer right away.

“I, Ian…”

Aria’s voice was like that of a person cracked by thirst.

Her eyes constantly trembled as if she was anxious.

Nevertheless, her lips were smiling.

I know the meaning of that face and gesture.

I have seen people who behave exactly like Aria.

People who are addicted to drugs.

People who are addicted to drugs, but are forced to quit drugs and fall into withdrawal symptoms.

This is the expression they make when they look at drugs once again.

Infinite pain and darkness.

An expression that sees a ray of cheap light beyond.

Aria was looking up at me with the face of a drug addict.

‘… ….’

Ian Black Angus, who can meet Aria’s expectations, is not here.

Vain hope.

Vain hope.

Vain longing.

She is looking for something in me that she can no longer find.

So all of Aria’s expectations were in vain.

Even if I wanted to give it to them, I couldn’t give it to them, and that person is now gone.

That’s why I didn’t make any facial expression.

I just look down on Aria as a heroine.

As someone who may have been the one culprit who pushed me and her hopes away.

“I…Ian?”

Has that coldness reached her too?

Aria’s expression began to fall into place.

Eyes that were full of hope are gradually losing their color.

The corners of her mouth that had risen began to tremble.

Who can call this person a saint?

Her divine power, which was supposed to be overflowing, could not be felt from her right now.

In a way, it is natural.

Aria, who has not awakened, is a puppet who only looks like a candidate for sainthood.

Her confidence and pride were just fish hooks that were wrongly threaded from the beginning.

If you think about it, I didn’t do anything for Aria.

All the sacrifices I made for Aria were just the actions of the owner of my body.

As just one player. As someone who liked Aria, one of her heroines, her feelings were pity.

Who would see Aria now and think she is the heroine?

An addict who has taken drugs and is trembling while picturing the drugs.

Arya was nothing more and nothing less.

That was the reason I delivered the ‘Hero Miniature’ to Aria.

She desperately needed to feel.

Her drug called Ian that sustained her is no longer here.

Aria, you cannot have any expectations.

Seeing her collapsing expression, I could see that my intention was exactly right.

“There is no hope for you in me.”

Those were the sincere words I could say to Aria.

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What did you just hear?

Hope? To you?

Aria’s mind went blank.

“Ah… No…”

Aria panicked and tried to grab Ian’s hand.

But Ian resolutely pulled his hand away.

Instead, Aria clung to the hem of Ian’s shirt.

She knelt in front of Ian and muttered as if she was begging.

“I, Ian. I’ll do my best, okay? Please…”

But Ian took a step back.

Aria, who was straining her hand to hold onto her Ian, fell to her floor miserably.

“Aria, the Ian you speak of is not here. I am none of yours.”

“B-but we were childhood…!”

“No. Something like that.”

At Ian’s answer, Aria felt as if her world was falling apart.

You’re not my childhood friend. It was Ian who always came to visit her when she was alone at home. First, it was Ian who told me that we were friends. But now he was resolutely shaking his head.

… Know.

I know why.

Aria picked up her warrior miniature in her hand.

Because she threw this away.

Because she rejected the heart that Ian had desperately offered her.

Because she declared that she is no longer Gloomy.

Aria is not his childhood friend.

Gloomy was my childhood friend.

Gurgling.

Tears flowed from Aria’s eyes.

“I… Gloomy… Gloomy Ian… I’m sorry. I won’t do that again, okay? I’m sorry…”

“You are Aria. After becoming a saint.”

“No… No… I’m sorry. Please. No… I’m not Aria… I’ll be Gloomy. Let me be Gloomy… Okay?”

“Aria. Are you even denying the path you chose? You said it with your own mouth. You are no longer Gloomy. That means you don’t need the past. Are you the kind of person who can’t even keep that promise?”

“I, I…”

She couldn’t think of anything to explain.

It couldn’t have happened.

Everything was Aria’s own fault.

She only had her despair swirling in and out of her head over and over again.

“Ugh…”

Aria cried.

Still, she cried as she looked into Ian’s sunken eyes.

“I’m sorry… Please forgive me. Now, I didn’t do it right. I didn’t do it well. I’m sorry…”

Aria crawling on her floor and apologizing.

Ian quietly looked down at her.

Surprisingly, I didn’t feel any special emotions.

Just thinking about how to use Aria in her next scenario.

However.

I don’t think she can use it yet.

Because Aria looked more pathetic now than she expected.

“… I’m leaving for today.”

Ian turned around and opened her door.

Aria grabbed Ian’s ankles as if crawling on all fours.

“Oh, no! Don’t go…Don’t go…!”

Ian ignored her.

It wasn’t difficult to get her foot out.

That moment.

Aria suddenly stood up and ran to the side of her desk.

— Clink!

I heard the sound of something breaking.

Ian looked back.

‘… ‘Isn’t that a sacred object?’

A new statue made of glass.

Arya was holding a broken piece of blood in her hand.

“You can’t go…”

Her hands were shaking.

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