118 – My wife is the devil (24)
#My wife is the devil (24)
There is a saying, ‘Memories are most beautiful when they remain as memories.’
It was a bitter phrase that adults often utter, containing life experiences that children cannot understand.
Enin, too, felt unbearable regret when he heard those words when he was young.
‘…… In the past, I thought those words were really heartless.’
And she recalled the words that once made her think, ‘Adults are so heartless.’ The words that unintentionally flowed out of the adults’ mouths like a lament.
A priest of the Telmere Church and the only friend of the saint’s daughter, Cecil.
Ironically, Enine Keitel, the church’s third special heresy inquisitor, realized that she had already become an adult.
‘…… I think I know now. Surely. ‘It’s right for memories to remain just memories.’
Feeling the roughness of the stem of an unknown black flower tickling his fingertips, Enin declared the defeat of innocence.
She only looks forward to reuniting with Cecil, who betrayed her, and devotes herself endlessly to her training, eventually gaining the title of top-ranking Heretic Inquisitor.
She was the one who looked forward to meeting her memories more than anyone else in the world.
In the end, she was unable to withstand the storms of the world and sank.
Who on earth made her grow into such a boring adult?
“…… Julius becomes my master. “I become Julius’ master.”
“… ….”
“Becoming a wise mother and good wife. She becomes a bad girl.”
“… ….”
“I am going on a private honeymoon with Julius. “I will stay indoors with Julius forever.”
“… ….”
…… What? No really what is it? Was it really that bad?
She is the woman who can be said to be the one who caused it.
No, the devil was currently divining a fortune in the temple right in front of Enin.
Why isn’t there something like that?
Something that adolescent girls usually do. That incomprehensible behavior of telling fortunes with flower petals to see if her crush’s older brother will like her or not.
‘What on earth is he doing? As I live and live, I see the devil fortune-telling. Is it almost time to die?’
It is an extremely meaningless act, and the result can be manipulated even by knowing the number of petals, but when it is imbued with the unique freshness of an adolescent girl, it is transformed into a sweet moment of love.
Flower store.
At one time, when Enine was in love with her (the other person was Julius, of course), she would often do such embarrassing things while picking a flower that was blooming in the field.
It wasn’t to the point where she couldn’t completely understand the actions of the devil who was trembling before her eyes.
‘How old are you to do something like that?’ .’
Of course, if a demon who is estimated to be 2,000 years old performs such actions, the story is a little different.
The devil, who lived at the same time as Telmir, a character from the Bible, squatted on the floor like an adolescent girl, made fortune telling, and fell asleep.
‘I can’t believe it.’
Since she was an enine who did not know Cecil’s extremely complicated timeline, she could only stare in astonishment at Cecil’s absurd flower points, the content of which changed every time she opened her mouth.
…… In fact, even if I knew the detailed story, it still remains a shocking and disgusting act.
“I die with Julius. Hated by Julius….”
“… ….”
‘Okay, just stay still like that. ‘Please don’t cause an accident and stay still.’
Still, it wouldn’t be a bad thing if you stayed still and did something trivial like divination.
It was much more advantageous for Enin to remain as a foolish devil who believed in her superstitions, since the delicate hand that was removing her flower petals, stitch by stitch, was stuck in the crook of his chin.
It would be a very cheap price to pay for having my beautiful childhood memories broken.
But unfortunately for Enin.
She had forgotten one big fact.
This is her friend and the daughter of a saint.
The fact that Cecil Lionel Ta, the current high-ranking devil, is a very spontaneous and impulsive woman, and that despite her straight-faced appearance, she surprisingly makes a lot of mistakes.
“Oh, no. “This is invalid!”
Cecile’s shoulders, which had been curled up like a ball, suddenly trembled as she squatted down with her face buried in her knees.
The leaves of an unknown black flower that had bloomed instantly using magic fell to the ground. Her long, thin arms swished back and forth in the air.
“… ? Invalidity?”
I guess I ended up saying something strange while trying to tell nonsense.
“Void, invalid! After all, you can’t give up! “Rather than have it stolen by another b*tch, I’d rather make it completely mine——!”
I can do it── I can do it── I can do it──
“… “Cecil.”
…… What we do is really the same.
The point was wrong and the action was also wrong.
However, Enin’s appearance was not completely absurd for some reason.
Looking at that childish, unworthy appearance, it feels like I’ve gone back to the old days.
Because the precious memories with her friend seemed to seep into her heart again.
Enine, who felt the warmth and scent of the old days from Cecile, who was in agony with an expression of ‘This isn’t right!’, Slowly opened her mouth.
“…… “Are you really Cecil?”
Contains her own wishes.
She secretly called out the name of her friend who had been her pride all those years ago.
“…… Ennin.”
A truly sorrowful voice.
Even though she knew that the woman in front of her was a devil, Cecil gently turned her head to the side in response to her old friend’s wishful question, which came out of her heart.
“No way…” “Are you really Cecil?”
“… ….”
“Huh? Answer me… Please.”
It is not a wall that resembles the clear blue sky of someday.
The image of her old friend is reflected in the dark wall resembling the night sky, a symbol of the devil.
‘Hair. It’s short.’
When she was young, she sneaked into the dormitory that Julius and Kramer shared.
If Julius were to be particular, he was bothered by her brown hair that resembled his own, which he quickly cut off after hearing that he liked women with long, straight hair.
When did I last cut my hair? That idiot still has short hair. I used to like having my hair done like that.
“…… Enine. “Come here for a moment.”
She slowly stretched out her arms towards her childhood friend, who looked as if she would burst into tears if she heard the answer, ‘No.’ Cecil smiled faintly.
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“…… Yes!”
Because it felt like it was affirming Enin’s wish. Because I felt like the answer was that it was Cecil himself.
Even though I know it was an illusion caused by the devil.
She looked at the fingertips of the breathtakingly beautiful woman in front of her and approached her Cecile as if ‘bewitched’.
“Hair. “Why didn’t you raise it?”
As she slowly lowered her waist to meet the eye level of Cecile, who was squatting, her hand, which I thought was beautiful even for a woman like her, caressed Enin’s hair.
“… Yeah, that’s it. That’s because you don’t like it. Because Julius likes women with long hair. “You told me, who also has brown hair, to wear my hair short.”
─Ennin! Get your hair cut right now!
─Uh, huh? Hair suddenly? Why? Oh, no. That doesn’t work! Hair is a woman’s life-
Knock.
Snip.
Lying down in the dormitory of the Interrogator Training Center.
As she was leisurely enjoying her break, Enine smiled vaguely as she remembered Cecile, who had been a girl and used to come to her and push at her with scissors.
“…… Hmm. That happened then. “She still remembered.”
Cecile also slightly twitched the corner of her mouth as she spoke something meaningful.
It was a smile that seemed to have something to do with it, but Enin did not notice it as she was under the illusion (of course, it was really long) that she had reunited with her one and only precious friend.
“Of course! Ooh, we’re friends. Alter ego! “I remember all the precious memories of my friendship with you.”
“Hmm. Yes, memories.”
“Of course, the atmosphere got a little more intense after Julius got involved, but there were a lot of fun things in the past… ….”
‘Oh, now that I think about it. Fun memories with Cecil…….’
Was it there?
After touching her hair a few times. Now, as she felt Cecile’s hand caressing her swollen, tomato-like cheek, Henin remembered her own little question.
‘Why isn’t it there? We’ve been friends since we were born. ‘When you were young, you used to call her sisters because her hair was the same color?’
…… However. Now that I think about it, didn’t Cecil really dislike that? It looks like she was just making a fuss about dying her hair.
“…… Nin. “I’m sorry.”
“Uh, huh? “Oh what?”
“I mean the hair.”
“…… Ah.”
But such a small question was quickly buried deep in my mind, buried by Cecil’s quiet voice.
Well, what happened in the past? Even though her crush on the same man had caused a serious rift in their friendship, Henin was glad to have restored her relationship with Cecile.
‘…… Cecil. In fact, he forcibly cut her hair. ‘You had it on her mind.’
Before she knew it, she had completely forgotten that the Cecil in front of her was a mimic of the devil.
In the first place, it was the real person, not a mimic, so it was only natural.
“Gwae, it’s okay! “Of course it was a bit of a waste in the past, but now it’s more convenient!”
Turning to Cecile, the corners of her eyes were sullenly curved, as if she was a little, no, very sad.
Enin waved her hand as if it was no big deal.
“…… Ennin.”
That look.
She looked at the handsome woman who chose friendship over love, smiling as if it was no big deal even though her hair, which she had carefully grown as if it were her treasure, had been cut off.
Cecil.
“What are you talking about? “I don’t particularly regret cutting your hair, do I?”
She once again revealed her true colors, which she had hidden for a very short time.
The voice, which had been soft and soft just a moment ago, regained its original tone.
“…… “Uh, huh?”
Huh?
And then, Enin belatedly remembers one fact that she had unintentionally forgotten.
‘…… Come to think of it. Me.’
You always suffered from Cecile, right?
Rather than being her friend, her relationship with Cecil was closer to that of a high princess and a lowly maid.
The fact that her life always ends with her getting ripped off by Cecil.
I remembered it really late.
“What I regret is. There’s only one. Why did I only think of this now? “I just feel sorry for myself.”
Arrogant. It is also self-righteous.
She is far from the saint that Saint Erman wanted. She exudes an intense tone, as if she were a tyrant queen.
Cesil grabbed Enin’s entire face with the hand that was stroking Enin’s cheek.
“I, the one who bewitched me—.”
Enin only then fully grasped the current situation.
Realizing that her own spirit had been loosed by the voice of her high-ranking demon, she belatedly screamed at her Cecil, but was unable to bear it due to Cecil’s grip strength exceeding her imagination. She couldn’t finish her sentence.
“─Kkak!”
She went beyond the point where she couldn’t finish her sentence and ended up making a harsh sound like plucking a frog’s throat. Although she was an Enin with the title of top heretic inquisitor, she could not be a match for the current Cecil, who had reached a level where he could surpass even Julius.
“Why did I only notice this now? No, should I consider myself lucky that I noticed it now?”
“Eup! Town!”
“I think it would have been a really big deal if I had noticed it later. No matter how much I am now, I might lose if I get distracted by something else when I fight that Arnhill b*tch.”
“Eup! Town!”
‘I’m scared! ‘It’s really scary!’
Holding Enin’s face tightly.
Henin was feeling extremely scared at the sight of Cecil muttering what she had to say, not even caring about whether she was suffocating or not.
‘Ji, are you really trying to kill me? After all, that b*tch was not Cecil but the devil? No, but did Cecil really try to kill me too? ‘Then is it true?’
Her doubts about Cecil’s identity and the fear aroused by the current situation mixed together in her mind and she began to lose her senses.
Unlike Cecil, who had blue eyes that were different from her hair color, Enine’s eyes, which had brown eyes that were the same color as her hair, were wide open.
“Why did I notice this now? “It’s so important.”
“Eup! Town!”
Well, one way or another.
Cecile, not paying any attention to Enin’s fear, simply stared at Enin’s ‘one place’.
All I could say was self-blame and self-torture as to why I hadn’t noticed this until now.
“It was a mistake. She is the woman I am. “A devil as big as me can’t believe he missed something so basic.”
What exactly is it that so irritated Cecile, who was standing at a crossroads between crossing the line and shattering her dream of becoming Julius’ wise mother and good wife?
Enin’s eyes, which had been shaking roughly, returned to focus, albeit vaguely, at Cecil’s words that made him curious even while he was feeling the fear of death.
‘What, what is it? What on earth did you miss? Hey, maybe. Do I have some incredible power? Like Julius and Crayle, was there a tremendous power sleeping in me?’
Desperately remembering the ‘something’ he had that made the high-ranking devil’s eyes roll.
Enin secretly had high expectations for herself.
Everyone in the world wants to be special.
“…… “Color color.”
However, very unfortunately, there was no hidden power in the woman named Enin.
There was nothing particularly special about it.
“Eup?”
There is something about Enin that caught the attention of a demon of a different scale called Cecil.
“… Hair color. “Same brown as me.”
“?”
“It’s the same brown color as me! They overlap! “Why are you noticing this now?!”
“Ugh!”
It was the color of her hair.
I guess. She probably has brown hair like one-fifth of all women in the world, but what devil does Cecile care about?
“Wow, it’s a big deal. We need to create magic now! A magic that changes the hair color of all brown-haired women around the world!”
“Ugh! Ugh! “Ugh!”
Suddenly, the great divine magic that can even blind the eyes of gods is in danger of being used for the first time to dye women’s hair.
Cecile, who was ready to unleash a world-wide cosmetic magic at any moment, easily ignored the words of Ancilla, who was screaming in her head, ‘What kind of nonsense is that?!’
“Julius likes brown hair. Are you always stroking my head whenever you get the chance? “So that means you can stroke other women’s hair than mine, as long as they have brown hair!”
I guess it goes beyond one line. I guess I put more energy than I thought into whether or not I was going to do this.
Now even the system of logic has collapsed. The prodigy, who was called the cliché nickname “Ice Princess” When she was attending the academy, was nowhere to be seen.
“Ugh!”
‘That’s right! Because she’s his wife! Of course I would do that level of skinship! ‘Stop being so forceful, you crazy devil!’
Her only friend, a devil who appears horrifyingly stupid.
Enin let out an internal scream, but Cecile’s eyes fluttered and she hastily prepared to start the magic.
“Bubbbbbbb!”
‘Well, there are all these b*tches!’
Just a little while ago, she didn’t trust Julius, a topic she disliked herself.
As soon as you turn around, you start acting ridiculously unreasonable.
Seriously, how on earth did Julius manage to have such a smooth married life?
What on earth is your taste in women that makes you fall in love with a woman like this?
All high-ranking devils are like this. Is there a screw missing somewhere?
…… It was scary in a different way.
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“…… Phew. “I feel a little more at ease now.”
“Huh. I can’t get married anymore. “How can I get married like this?”
Ugh.
In the end, Enin arrived after 5 minutes.
She was only able to free herself from Cecil’s clutches after being forced to dye her hair a bizarre half-black, half-white hair color.
“…… Wow, even the pupils are half and half! What’s this!”
It could be that Julius likes the color brown itself, so she changed the color of her eyes as well. Half black and white.
And that too,
Permanently.
Forever.
Until death.
As I was doing this, my hair was made to grow only to the top of my shoulders.
“It’s okay, Cecil. You can do it. I believe in Julius. If he is, he will definitely follow me as I become so strong. Even if you say you can’t keep up, If he takes him to a deserted island, nothing scary will happen. Besides, is there even a Ray? You are my mother, Cecil. Mom is strong. “Mom, you can do it!”
“… ….”
Still, through the equivalent exchange, the heart of the devil who had reached the status of a god named Cecil became peaceful. From a global perspective, it would be a fairly cheap sacrifice.
“…… Now, take a closer look. Pretty good stuff… “Is it the same?”
No.
Is it just okay? It’s cooler than you think, right?
…… Maybe it wasn’t the sacrifice itself.
The phrase ‘playing with one another’ did not come about for nothing.
Enin quivers his lips and looks back and forth at his hair in the mirror.
She was talking to Julius about how on earth she could handle Cecil and how she loved her, but in the end, she wasn’t ordinary either.
In the first place, Cecil Lionel Tarna was this woman’s only friend. It was natural for something normal to be strange.
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