238. The Saint’s Lingering
“I heard you were trying to attack Findenai?”
No matter what Deia says next to her, my mouth shuts tightly as I get annoyed.
Without realizing it, her head turns toward her, and her gaze becomes fixed.
“No.”
It was a perplexing question, but surprisingly, I answered calmly.
If it was Finden, she may have been subconsciously thinking that she might have been spreading a rumor like that.
“I was a little hesitant?”
But the opponent is a younger sister.
Even though I hadn’t been with him since childhood, he was still one of the people who knew me well because he was tied to the framework of family.
“I didn’t do it.”
He denied it clearly again, but Deia’s suspicious gaze has not yet been lifted.
“I know that Findenai talks a lot of nonsense, right?”
She sneaks up to me and looks down at me sitting in front of her desk.
The twitching fingers of her folded hands made her look like a sheriff itching to pull out her pistol.
“But I’ve never said anything in detail like this before.”
“… ….”
What kind of situation is this?
I wondered what on earth was going on with this crazy situation where she had to give her sister proof that she wasn’t having an affair with her maid.
“You came right up to me.”
Quick!
She snatched my wrist that was holding her pen. She crawls between the desk and the chair and places her knee between my legs.
“I snatched her wrists too and pushed her into the wall so she couldn’t escape.”
A posture that seems to push me into sitting in a chair. Her slightly longer hair glides down with her scent tickling his nose.
“I heard you declared that you would eat me?”
I responded bluntly as I watched Deia open her mouth wide and pretend to eat her.
“Get out of the way.”
“It’s too detailed. “Be honest, is that right or not?”
“Hey, I just warned you. “Finden Ai sometimes crosses her lines.”
“So you did it?”
“… ….”
“Habits never go anywhere.”
Even though she said that, Deia still looked down at me without moving out of the way. Feeling the distance that made me feel as though I might bump my forehead against each other if I made a mistake, I took a deep breath and spoke again.
“Get out of the way.”
“I’m telling you to be careful. “Don’t be like that bastard.”
It is understandable that Deia is worried, as she has been burned by Deius many times.
At the time, it was almost a daily routine for Deius to molest the family maids, and the maid uniform that Findenai was wearing was also Deius’ work.
“But when she heard about the Finden child, she suddenly felt like that.”
“…… “Just get out of the way and talk.”
The sound of my breath is falling to me in a straight line. However, despite my words, Deia continued her words without any change to the point.
“You end up using the body of your second brother, right?”
“You can say that.”
“Then wouldn’t it be possible to follow your brother’s tastes and such? “That’s usually how the body reacts.”
“… ….”
It was quite a refreshing deduction.
I never thought about that, but my tastes in food and music similar to Deius may have changed without me knowing.
“Findenai maid’s clothes are also my brother’s original taste. “I thought you, who normally didn’t react, suddenly acted like that.”
“But then I had to greedily demand things like drugs and alcohol.”
Because Deius likes that kind of thing.
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But Deia shook her head with a subtle expression.
“Isn’t there a bit of a difference between addiction and taste? “If I take drugs, I too can become addicted.”
“That makes sense.”
Something to worry about that briefly evokes thoughts while conducting research.
But for now.
“Get out of the way.”
Now I’m starting to get a bit frustrated.
But Deia actually narrowed the distance between her and asked in a whisper.
“Are you excited?”
“…… What?”
“Or are you just excited?”
“That’s crazy.”
Where are you talking about being in heat for her younger sister? When I spoke with genuine anger, Deia pulled away and nodded her head.
“So it seems like tastes and desires are not influenced by the body?”
“… ….”
“Because you’re in heat for me.”
“Did you stick close to me to check that?”
“Isn’t it obvious? You never know. “What if you suddenly go crazy and attack me?”
“Huh.”
I felt dizzy and had a headache. First of all, I needed to make it clear to Deia.
“We are brother and sister. “I never look at you like that.”
“…… “It goes without saying, but it’s hard to believe because I have such a sh*tty past.”
Deius Verdi.
I never thought there would come a time when I would hate you this much again.
Because the valley he had dug was so deep, he sighed and tried to say that he understood.
I realized that there was a sense of absurdity in the words. Strictly speaking, it doesn’t feel right.
“And yet you call him oppa.”
Although cub is added to the end, they are calling him ‘oppa’ rather than an abusive word like before.
“… ….”
At my words, Deia folds his arms and turns his head. He seemed to be embarrassed and answered with a subtle expression.
“Well, um…” He’s an asshole, but still. “Because I sacrificed myself for my family.”
“… ….”
“Of course, I still hate it to the point of disgust. “I hope you don’t show up in front of me again.”
I guess so.
The wound may not have healed easily.
“Still…… I can now call you oppa. “There are a lot of siblings who don’t get along very well.”
“Yes.”
A soft smile appeared on his lips. She had only one thing to say to her.
“You did your best.”
“I didn’t forgive you!”
“He won’t even be able to ask for forgiveness.”
Even if nothing has changed in the relationship, Deia still hates him.
She could be seen as having overcome a lot just by calling him by the title “Oppa.”
A moment of silence.
Deia, who looked like she was about to say something, eventually swallowed her saliva and expressed her gratitude to me.
“It’s thanks to you. “I think I was able to overcome it in this way because I got used to that bastard’s face.”
“Thank goodness.”
If I was of help to her, I am satisfied.
But.
“But am I calling you ‘you’?”
“… ….”
“Even though I feel like a stepbrother, I am also your brother. “I don’t really like that title.”
No, to be honest.
I really didn’t like the fact that Darius and Deius called me ‘oppa’ but I called them ‘you’.
At least I don’t think he’s a worse brother than the two of you.
Then Deia’s mouth twitched again and she looked like she was about to say something.
“Oh, I don’t know!”
Getting annoyed, she turned around and ran out.
Because it was very similar to the image we see in movies of her younger sister getting irritated and locking herself in her room.
After staring at the stairs she had climbed without realizing it for a moment, she returned to focusing on her studies.
[Are you busy?]
But not long after, a soft voice came from next to me.
It was Stella, a saint with faded blonde hair and blue-green eyes.
“Didn’t I say I would become an evil spirit?”
When I ask Stella, she covers her mouth with her hand and chuckles and smiles.
[That’s right. He has become an evil spirit and is causing trouble to many people.]
“What did you do?”
[Shall I tell you?]
I still didn’t let go of the pen.
I listened to Stella’s story while calculating her magic formula.
[A cat was brought into the royal family. So, my senior and I smuggled the cat in and fed it.]
[I cleaned the room in advance before the maids came, so I took away their work.]
[I went to Tyrn and surprised him, and I also patted Lucia on the back and ran away.]
[I also picked a flower from the flower bed and brought it with me.]
Stella smiles and holds out a flower. It would have been difficult for her to get around since she had been materialized by my magic, but she did quite a bit for me.
After her story, which was like a child’s prank, ended. I asked her, still calculating her formula.
“Was it fun?”
In response to my question, Stella smiled brightly in a different mood than usual. A simple and bright expression.
[It was so much fun. I think it was especially fun to do it with a senior.]
I don’t know where the dark spirit is now. Anyway, I could tell that Stella had quite a good time.
[Do you know what my regrets are?]
“I wasn’t sure. However, she only helped because she thought this might be the case.”
My thoughts on Stella’s regrets.
I was able to vaguely guess this from the sight of her extending her middle finger toward me and cursing despite her shame.
“Living for her own pleasure.”
[hehehehe.]
Stella grew up in a convent from a young age and lived under the teachings of her god.
As she became a saint, she became more aligned with the doctrine, and she lived a life for others.
[She doesn’t regret that life. On the contrary, I am very proud and satisfied.]
Even if she goes back in time, Stella will definitely live the same life.
Love everyone you meet, pray for them, cry together and comfort them.
In the end, all sacred power is lost.
He will die a gruesome death from the devil.
[But after traveling with you, I realized that I needed this time in my life.]
Even if it’s a small and funny prank.
Because Stella had never done anything like this before. They are a great seasoning to her life.
[Thanks to my senior, I learned a lot.]
Stella laughs.
Her association with the dark spirit had a positive influence on her.
If I were to define the relationship in words, I would say it is a friend.
[I have no regrets anymore, Kim Shin-woo.]
Stella slowly approached me and carefully hugged me from behind. It was natural that she couldn’t feel anything.
Is it because of the mana she contains?
Or is it because of an illusion caused by visual effects?
I felt warmth and touch.
[Thank you. It’s enough now.]
And she thanked me.
As if to comfort me.
[The moment when your efforts for the dead bear fruit.]
Stella whispered that it was okay.
[I will close my eyes for now.]