Chapter Index

    “……Oh, really. Stop looking at that.”

    Lime blushed and complained.

    Eugene was looking at the black gloves he had received as a gift.

    I’m glad you like it so purely.

    At the same time, it’s embarrassing.

    “Why? I really like it.”

    “Oh, I’m so embarrassed-”

    Lime buried her face in her arms as if she was having a really hard time.

    The white ears are bright red and show no signs of cooling down.

    Actually, it wasn’t just something I said.

    Lime has always been a predator.

    It’s awkward to honestly express your feelings and to hear the answer.

    I’m so embarrassed that I feel like I want to hide in a mouse hole.

    If it weren’t for Heukcheon’s mansion, I would have left right away.

    “Hmm, I wasn’t happy yet. Should I just wear this and sleep?”

    “Oh, please take a look-”

    Lime hugged Eugene as if she was angry.

    It’s really hard to see Lime like this because he’s so proud.

    It seems really embarrassing.

    “I understand, I understand. I’ll put it in for now.”

    Eugene surrendered, folding his gloves neatly and putting them in the box.

    Lime’s expression was quite sullen.

    Her cheeks puffed out slightly, probably because she realized she was going to be teased.

    “I don’t like how you keep being so proud. I won’t give you gifts from now on.”

    “Really? Well then, since it is my first and last gift, I should cherish it more, right?”

    “Oh, really!”

    Lime picked up a pillow and hit Eugene hard.

    Rather than being painful, it’s actually cute.

    “Haha! okay! okay! Is it because I’m really grateful?”

    “……Anyway.”

    Eugene carefully placed the box in a drawer.

    Of course, I want to use it right away.

    Now I have a greater desire to keep it well.

    “I’m giving it to you so you don’t get hurt, so don’t go anywhere and get hurt.”

    “I didn’t get hurt?”

    “You never know. Last time I saved Younghee, my hands hurt.”

    Eugene spoke as if he had suddenly remembered Lime’s words.

    “Ah, I met Cheolsu while you were away.”

    “So did you end up killing him?”

    What is it in the end, in the end?

    Anyone who hears this will think that I am anxious because I cannot kill Cheolsu.

    “He’s alive, but it looks like he’s having a hard time. I guess chasing Jekyll is easy.”

    “Well, I guess so. Because an individual’s abilities ultimately have limits.”

    If a person decides to hide, it is not easy to find them.

    I couldn’t guarantee that I would even find lime.

    Well, it might be different if you use the Black Heaven network as well.

    What if the fight for your life continues?

    The constant hurt and stress is not something a normal person can endure.

    At least it was possible because I was withdrawing.

    “What next? Surely it wouldn’t have ended after just talking about the current situation.”

    “Ah, he said he would take good care of Younghee when he dies.”

    “Hmm~”

    Lime didn’t say anything else.

    I just straightened my legs once and sat down.

    “……So?”

    “Huh?”

    “What did you answer?”

    “I told you not to die.”

    “Hoo.”

    Lime was slightly impressed.

    I can’t believe you said such amazing things.

    It’s okay to say ‘I’ll take you with me for the rest of your life!’ ‘Die with peace of mind!’ I thought you would say something like this.

    It looks like he’s growing too.

    “Would it have been better to provide more support?”

    “Well, isn’t that okay now?”

    Someday, the misunderstanding between Cheolsu and Eugene will be resolved.

    This is not good timing.

    Cheolsu is already carrying a lot of burden.

    Even Lime feels a bit pitiful for including Eugene in the mix.

    ‘It would be better if that guy Cheolsu didn’t die.’

    Anyway, Cheolsu now owes Eugene a debt related to Younghee.

    It would be a waste to easily throw away such easy-to-use words.

    It might be a little cold, though.

    That was the mindset of the monster called Lime.

    The only exception is the one involving Eugene.

    “Anyway, I felt at that time that I really couldn’t speak.”

    “……Huh?”

    “It would have been nice to have given great support like the main character in the novel. Something was disappointing.”

    Wow, you just realized that?

    You don’t realize your own shortcomings until after episode 80.

    Should I praise this or criticize it?

    “Well, that’s good.”

    “So, I want to practice speaking. Can you help me?”

    “Practice?”

    Lime tilted his head.

    “In what way?”

    “Hmm, it feels like a college interview? Or it feels like blind date practice.”

    “Someone even practices blind dates before going out, you idiot.”

    “No bad words!”

    “Oh, sorry. My true feelings have come out.”

    “If you’re going to apologize, why don’t you tell me it was a mistake?”

    Well, I understand Eugene’s thoughts.

    Actually speaking practice will be helpful to some extent.

    Eugene’s skills as the successor to Heukcheon.

    If you take these two things into consideration, you will meet a variety of people in the future.

    Even thinking about the future, Eugene needs to improve his conversation skills.

    “Hmm! hmm! So you’re saying you want to practice with me as your girlfriend?”

    “Well, does that happen? But first of all, please don’t lift the water cup. Because it’s not really the role of a man who kicks a woman and gets her water pounded.”

    “Chit.”

    Lime clicked her tongue lightly and was truly disappointed.

    These days, it seems like I’m always looking at various things when I’m alone in my room.

    I think I need to figure out what kind of work I’m appreciating.

    “Well, okay. So let’s say you’re talking to a school friend you just met for the first time.”

    Lime shook off her clothes and adjusted her posture.

    Eugene also sat facing Lime.

    “Now, just say something.”

    “Um…Would you like to drink milk with me?”

    “Cut.”

    Lime frowned.

    Eugene felt nervous again at that reaction.

    I had a feeling that I would be scolded a lot later.

    I felt like I was a new actor acting in front of a director for the first time.

    If you make a mistake twice, you will be yelled at.

    “……Hey, why is milk coming out of there?”

    “It’s delicious, milk. Everyone likes it, regardless of gender or age.”

    “Depending on the person, it is sexual harassment!”

    “Where in the world is such sexual harassment?!”

    It’s sexual harassment just because I asked for a glass of milk.

    I don’t want to live in such a dreary world.

    “Hey, where does milk come from?”

    “small.”

    “Where is the cow?”

    “……Milk?”

    “Yes! The woman who heard that said, ‘Is this guy sexually harassing me because my breasts are big? transformation! You might think, ‘I’ll report you and feed you beans and rice!’ ”

    “That’s just because she’s a pervert!”

    “No, there can be plenty! So you should stay away from women with big breasts!”

    How far are you willing to delude yourself with just a glass of milk?

    At that point, you already feel like it’s not your fault.

    No, isn’t he just saying what he wants to say?

    “No, considering your level of conversational ability and the level of stupidity of that imbecile, I have to take this into consideration.”

    “Wouldn’t you rather just swear openly?”

    “Hey, you stupid bastard. Do you know how many comments I’ve seen saying you’re an idiot?”

    “Are you really nailing this?”

    Lime stroked her chin and moaned.

    It’s not particularly strange if you talk nonsense when talking to yourself.

    Is it a problem to be nervous in front of people you are not close to?

    I think I still have the habit of keeping my mouth shut in awkward situations.

    The misunderstanding caused by that alone would be worth a truckload.

    “This is quite a big deal.”

    “Is it that much?”

    “I think you will either kill someone with your tongue or die yourself.”

    But there is no way Eugene is going to die, and I have no intention of letting that happen.

    Then no matter who it is, you’re going to die.

    Let’s pray for his soul’s peace in advance.

    “Ah, no matter what, it’s not that bad. The world isn’t that scary.”

    “Tsk tsk, what does he not know? A world where if you close your eyes, you will get your nose cut, your wallet and personal information will be stolen, and if you come to your senses, you will join a suspicious religion.”

    Lime shook his head.

    “Now that I mention it, you need to be more suspicious of people.”

    “No, no matter what, that’s not true. I am a person whose only advantage is that I see the world without prejudice.”

    “You know, right?”

    Lime burst into laughter.

    Eugene looked a little shaken.

    It feels like I’ve been recognized somehow.

    But I’m not particularly happy.

    “Still, you have to be careful. huh? Think that all women but me are coming for your money.”

    “Ah, no way.”

    “That’s right?”

    Lime said, ‘Is this guy still out of his mind?’ He said in a tone like this.

    “Do you want to seduce her first, get sued for rape just because there are no recordings or CCTV, and then pay an unfair settlement?”

    “Where in the world is there a person like that?”

    “Why do you think there isn’t one?! The world is about death and killing! A clumsy person cannot survive!”

    Slime’s outlook on life is so miserable.

    Is this how misanthropic monsters view the world?

    Or is he doing this because he genuinely cares about Eugene?

    “Well, that’s okay. Anyway, let’s practice other conversations as well.”

    Eugene and Lime talked about various situations.

    Of course, nothing went right.

    Often the topic gets lost in nonsense.

    In the end, it was Lime who raised both hands first.

    “Ugh, that won’t work. Let’s try another exercise first.”

    “Something else?”

    Lime looked through the comic books on the bookshelf.

    This is something I ordered online because I was bored.

    Eugene had never read it properly yet.

    “That’s right. I like this.”

    Lime picked one of them and handed it to him.

    “’An M-taste hero is obsessed with me, who is possessing me and playing a villain?’.”

    “It is a masterpiece that will forever remain in human history. Engrave it in your heart.”

    “It looks fun.”

    “……I can’t believe you didn’t add a tackle there. Are you awake?”

    Lime nodded as if satisfied.

    It seems as if his partner should be like this.

    “So how do I do this?”

    “Let’s practice conversation while reading it. The script would be better, but this is it for now.”

    “Is that helpful?”

    “The original mother of creation is imitation.”

    It seems like there’s something seriously wrong with the direction of my efforts?

    But I don’t really have any particular thoughts.

    There is no harm in doing it.

    First of all, let’s listen to Lime’s words.

    “Then can I read it from the beginning?”

    “Oh, wait a minute. There is a line I want to hear in your voice.”

    “…….Isn’t that the goal from the beginning?”

    Lime blushed slightly.

    It seems like it was the perfect answer.

    “Hmm! hmm! It’s better if everyone is happy. Even Bentham will be happy in the afterlife.”

    If I were to be honest, I’m a Kantian.

    Well, I don’t want to be utilitarianly criticized, so let’s stay still.

    I think rhymes are half done for fun.

    If you are satisfied with that, you can do whatever you want.

    “Anyway, you can just read here, right?”

    ****

    ‘Ha~ The chocolate was delicious~’

    Younghee walked down the hallway with a satisfied smile.

    Sweet chocolate and slightly bitter tea went very well together.

    If possible, it would have been better if Eugene and lime had been eaten together.

    For some reason, the two don’t think about leaving the room.

    ‘Hmm, Mr. Lime said that he was running away from home and that it was a secret that he came here. That’s why I can’t even come out of my room.’

    Younghee’s rhyme with Eugene was getting better and better.

    Needless to say, Eugene was the one who saved him.

    Lime pretends nothing is wrong and treats her kindly.

    He said that before he lost his memory, he was afraid of Eugene.

    Why is that like that?

    Was there some kind of misunderstanding?

    With that in mind, Younghee was about to open the door.

    “It was me…I didn’t want to do that.”

    Younghee’s body stiffens.

    A normal Eugene would never have done that.

    Because it was a heartbreaking voice filled with sincerity.

    “I also wanted to be friends with those kids. It would have been nice if we had just talked normally and just had fun. But…you can’t do that. I have to be a villain.”

    uh?

    What does that mean now?

    Younghee listened to those words without realizing it.

    “If I don’t become evil, those kids will get hurt. There will only continue to be suffering. So I can’t help it. This is the correct answer.”

    “Even if that…makes you hated and hurt? Even if I am misunderstood by people who are so precious to me?”

    Lime asked Eugene’s words.

    “Are you saying it’s okay for you to continue to be pointed at because you are a villain?”

    “……..Keeps releasing the dog after me.”

    “But-”

    “That’s my role. I can do anything for my friends. I’m still the villain, they’re the heroes.”

    Younghee swallowed her saliva.

    Because I lost my memory, I don’t know the details.

    However, looking at the conversation now, it was clear that Eugene was ‘playing’ the villain.

    “……This fun time will soon end. But if those kids can be happy…I’m satisfied.”

    “It’s stupid. Even if you did, they wouldn’t even recognize your efforts. They will hate you again.”

    “It’s okay. If only that could bring happiness back to my friends.”

    Younghee hesitated and took a step back.

    He goes into the room and is about to ask what he means, but stops.

    It took time to digest the current conversation.

    Younghee slowly walked away from the door.

    Even as I turned around and walked away, my mind was still spinning.

    ‘What…what does that mean? ‘Do you mean that before I lost my memory, I hated Eugene?’

    Eugene was even acting it?

    I don’t understand what you’re saying.

    But there was no reason for the two of them to talk nonsense.

    ‘If I regain my memories…will I end up hating those people?’

    I feel complicated anxiety about that fact.

    Younghee held her troubled head and walked down the hallway.

    ****

    “Wow, wasn’t my acting just bad?”

    “It’s not bad. You captured the main character’s emotions quite well. Do you want to read this this time? It’s about the main character dating a monster.”

    “You’re really just trying to satisfy your selfish desires, right? Give it to me.”

    Without even knowing that I had created a new misunderstanding.

    The two continued to practice hard to cure their communication disorder.

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