The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

Apparently, I… (Feat – Serena)

Now that Oran was given clothes, it was time to act as Charen advised.

“There are a lot of people.”

“There are bound to be a lot of people at a festival like this even in the evening.”

I was going to go to the theater according to the date course she had planned, but there were too many people on the street.

Oran was wearing a mask, but he was wary of his surroundings just in case.

I don’t want anyone to find out who he is. That was all.

‘Fortunately, there are no women looking at Oran.’

I don’t know why, but I was a little satisfied.

“They walk around holding hands like we do.”

As I looked around, I realized one thing.

People in pairs of men and women, so called couples, were walking the streets holding each other’s hands.

Couples… It is an act of affection that couples do.

Since we are also doing it with me, wouldn’t we look like a couple in the eyes of others?

…… I felt slightly better.

The hand I was holding slipped down little by little as the people rushed in.

I didn’t want to lose my hand even for a moment.

So, instead of simply holding each other’s hands, it seemed like we should clasp our hands like couples who have gone further.

…… The selfishness was never.

“There’s no risk of missing out this way. Let’s start again.”

A warm hand came out and they bonded more tightly. This feeling that was so close that it would never fall off.

I felt like I became one with him.

…… To the point that I don’t want to fall again.

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At first, I couldn’t concentrate properly on the play.

I was busy checking the expression of Or An, who was sitting next to her… It was because he was wary of beings who could figure out his identity.

Anyway, there was no sign of boredom in his eyes as he watched the play.

It was fortunate. Only then did I feel a little more at ease and started watching the play with him.

‘It’s an unrealistic story.’

The story of a play in which those who were hostile to each other share love. Nothing was that messy.

Why did Charennen choose this play?

Does she think that there is a possibility that a hero’s companion will fall in love with a member of the demon army?

…… I thought there might be. Yes, because the world is wide.

I wondered what Oran thought of this story, so I took a look at his reaction.

“That’s why it’s a story.”

I got a little depressed when he answered that it could only be a story.

“But it’s not impossible.”

However, his words made me feel better.

It’s a play, but I got too immersed in it.

Still, in that Oran sees the possibility with me.

I was a little excited.

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After watching the play, I walked to the night market to have a meal, following Charen’s advice.

The store he wanted happened to be my favorite store, so he took Or An to it.

“Welcome! You’re a pretty couple, aren’t you?”

“We are like that…”

“Yes, I’ll give you a special quiet seat!”

The owner of the shop I used to see led me to a quiet seat with a wink.

That reaction must have come from misunderstanding me and Oran as a couple.

As expected, in the eyes of others, the two of us seem to be like that.

I squeezed the hand I was holding with Oran a little tighter.

Even if misunderstandings pile up in the eyes of others… Today, I never wanted to release his hand.

‘I thought I wasn’t lonely even when I was alone.’

Since I was with someone at the store I used to come alone, I felt the vacancy more than I thought.

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Maybe next time… There will be no coming with anyone else.

It was a time when my eyes were wet with bitter thoughts that popped into my head for an instant.

“If it’s okay with me, call me when I’m bored.”

“…You?”

“It’s lonely when you’re alone.”

He promised to come with me next time.

There is someone who will come here holding hands like now.

Why do you feel so happy about that one fact?

I didn’t want to let go of his hand anymore.

“Okay, I need to leave the food there, so could you please clean your hands?”

The boss insinuated to let go of his hand because he had to put the food away.

Of course I refused because I didn’t want to part with Oran.

“I don’t want to show your face to others… I shouldn’t show it.”

Oran stopped me from taking off the mask.

I didn’t want to let other people see his face, so I didn’t allow it.

“Then how are you going to eat?”

“I have one hand left. So shouldn’t I just feed it myself?”

I didn’t specifically design this situation. Still, this was a good opportunity to test her feelings for Oran.

‘Sharon said that it’s ‘common sense’ for lovers to feed each other.’

First, I directly fed the skewers to Oran. At first he was taken aback, but after a while he began to take whatever he was given.

What can I say? I just fed him, but I felt like I had become a dependable existence for Oran, so my heart tickled.

“How is it?”

“Delicious.”

And the feelings I had when he fed me.

Loveliness, maybe.

It felt so good to do this for me.

To the point where I got drunk on the situation without even realizing it and ate all of Orann’s share.

Sorry, I kept feeding him skewers even though he said he was fine.

…… Yeah i’m sorry It was absolutely not selfish.

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After the meal, she walked along the promenade with Or An. She was simply walking with her, but she felt that all her hard work yesterday had been rewarded.

It’s fine for her to continue walking like this, but there are still things to check.

As Sharenne had advised, I entered the dark promenade.

“Do you think I’m fit for the position of chancellor?”

Following Sharenne’s advice to talk about your daily worries and slowly go deeper into the story, you talked about a concern you had in your heart.

“You can’t work.”

However, I am at a loss for words about his realistic point.

… That was right. This position right now was a parachute obtained with the help of Evil rather than my ability.

…… Similarly, maybe the reason why Oran is next to me is simply because I was lucky enough to meet him.

“What are you doing?”

“The grass seems dead.”

At the time when my head was covered with a deep sense of despair, I felt the touch of warm skin over my head.

That was Oran’s hand.

“I was just trying to fix the protruding hair.”

“…But this doesn’t make me feel better.”

To be comforted like a child. I never felt relieved about something like this.

…… But I didn’t want to shake off his hand because it didn’t help.

Because I can’t ignore his kindness. That was all.

“You know, Serena. Nothing fits perfectly.”

Seriously, there’s no way I’ll feel comfortable with comforting things.

“Even I was a servant of the Demon King in the past, but now I’m walking by your side, right?”

For some reason, I’m listening to what he’s saying.

“It was only possible because you worked hard and didn’t run away.”

All of my gloomy feelings disappeared.

And I felt a little, just a little bit more courage.

“……There is something I want to ask you.”

From the moment I wondered if I might like him, there was one question I wanted to ask him.

I wanted to evade the question by procrastinating on Charen’s advice that if he wasn’t accepted, he might end up awkward forever.

“You said it was a combination that didn’t suit me.”

I didn’t want to run away anymore. Rather, I felt that I wanted to move forward.

“But if you don’t think about everything because you’re the Demon King’s minion and the hero’s companion.”

So I don’t know what consequences my words will bring, but I really wanted to ask.

“Then you come with me…”

Do you think it suits you?

“Sir, Serena?”

…… My determination was in vain due to the intervention of a third party.

Why did that useless aide appear in a place like this after he was never seen when needed?

The reason didn’t matter. Because I was going to cut it unconditionally.

“…Suspicious.”

“What do you mean?”

“That girl.”

“Oran.”

“…Why?”

“I want you to focus only on me now.”

So I hoped that people would not think about the person who would disappear and just focus on me.

However, there are a lot of things I couldn’t do with him, but it’s already too late.

I didn’t want to break up yet. I wanted to be with you even a little longer.

I needed an excuse to hold him back.

… For a moment, she remembered Charenne giving her dating advice and saying that no one hates cats.

“Do you like cats?”

“Do you like it?”

“Then why don’t you come and see the cat in my house?”

Oran hesitated, then nodded.

At the same time as the joy of success, I remembered the fact that there was no cat at home.

What should I do? If I found out that it was a lie, wouldn’t Orann be disappointed in me?

That never happened.

Any way, no matter what, how to hold him back… One came to mind

Can’t I just pretend to be a cat?

Since Charenne once said that I look like an arrogant cat, I wondered if it would work.

─What, my pride never allowed that.

But before I could take any other measures, they arrived at my mansion.

Oran shakes his head to and fro in search of a cat.

I couldn’t think of any other way. But I couldn’t do it with my sober mind, so I looked away from Oran and drank.

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My throat burned. It was dozens of times more alcoholic than the alcohol I drank with Oran before.

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My head went blank. But thank you for giving me courage.

“No matter how you look at it…”

“Meow.”

I committed it. I felt my face turn red. Maybe it’s because of drunkenness.

…… It wasn’t because I was shy.

“…Could you be satisfied with me instead of the cat?”

Oran didn’t answer, but his lips twitching as he looked at me didn’t look very disliked.

Thank goodness, good luck.

“Why did you drink? Why did you lie?”

“Ahh…”

The Oran questioned.

Although he behaved rudely by imitating a cat, he never said, ‘I want to be with Oran a little longer.’

…… That’s too embarrassing

“…Since I lied, I will become your cat today.”

Is it because of shame, or is it because of drunkenness?

“I am your cat. So…”

No matter what, the fact that I was the only one messed up made me grumpy.

“Shouldn’t you stroke it lovingly like you did before?”

So I pulled his hand and made him stroke my hair.

Because this is fair. I didn’t like being the only one fooling around.

— Even if I rationalized it, it was actually because I wanted to feel his touch once again, comforting me and gently caressing me.

…… It seems that he was properly drunk.

“Shouldn’t I rest now?”

“Are you… avoiding me?”

“Look at your condition now.”

I wanted to stay like this a little longer, but Oran advised me.

As he said, it was difficult to control his body, probably because he drank alcohol that was not suitable for his body.

It was a pity that today had to end here.

“Then, provide evidence that you are not avoiding it.”

“How about evidence?”

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Maybe that’s why I was acting childish without realizing it.

“Please hold my hand until tomorrow morning.”

“…What?”

“No need to worry. As long as you sleep holding hands, nothing will happen.”

If Oran has a desire for me… It wasn’t that bad.

That means Oran wants me too.

But since he was kind, I knew that wouldn’t happen.

It may be a bit regrettable.

It was fine though.

Even if tomorrow comes, Oran will be by my side.

And the next day too. I’ll be with you the next day too.

…… When the thought of wanting to be together for the rest of my life came into my head, I had no choice but to admit it.

Anyway, me.

He seemed to like Oran.