I Possessed a Character in an Academy Without a Protagonist – Chapter 93

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“Ah, fuck…”

Thud.

Jin, who had barely been standing leaning against the wall, collapsed while clutching her side.

It hurt.

It hurt so much.

She hadn’t expected the pain to feel this raw.

Only after sweating profusely for a while could she finally get used to it enough to breathe properly.

She hadn’t known losing one kidney would hurt so agonizingly.

“Ha… This sucks.”

She laughed bitterly at the absurdity of it all.

Schlus had always recognized her.

No matter how much she transformed her body, he recognized her.

As if he could recognize her scent.

Of course, covering it up with perfume was useless too.

So she had no choice but to conclude that he possessed some kind of ability to recognize her essence itself, not just traces of her.

The method she had come up with to counter this was to use a part of her own body.

Her body could transform into any form, even a detached body part.

As long as it was imbued with magical power and alive, it could transform according to her will.

Using that, she had cut out a kidney and covered the attendant with it.

She covered the unconscious girl and controlled her to act like herself.

The result had been a great success.

He had completely mistaken his attendant for her.

“He fell for it completely. If I had just provoked him a little more…”

She could have made him kill her.

She could have made him kill his beloved attendant with his own hands.

She could have seen him despairing with those empty eyes, crying endlessly.

She could have seen him wailing until his voice broke…

“Why was I found out…”

He had suddenly pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, she didn’t remember putting a handkerchief there.

There was no way to know why it had been in there, but one thing was certain – she had lost.

She had been utterly defeated.

If only she had inflicted permanent damage on that attendant, she would have felt less frustrated.

But not touching a hair on her head was fortunate in its misfortune.

If she had hurt her, Schlus probably would have hunted her down until the day he died…

Still, she could at least make excuses that all of this was unavoidable because she was following orders for a request.

Then Schlus would probably continue to use her as a Crow while hating her inside, because she was capable.

“A total failure. I completely messed it up.”

– Disqualify Schlus Hainkel from the midterm exams.

She had succeeded in this request itself, but she had failed to achieve any of the other goals.

Even after pouring out all her magic and even losing a kidney, she hadn’t achieved the goal of Schlus Hainkel’s despair.

It had been a chance to drag him into the abyss.

“Ah… Or is it?”

No, perhaps there were still more opportunities left.

That thought occurred to her.

Originally, despair grows larger when there is more to lose, when there is more at stake.

Yes. When Schlus Hainkel had obtained everything.

When he was happiest.

That’s when she would aim for him again.

To bestow an even deeper despair as punishment for daring to aspire to the light despite coming from the darkness…

“Hehehe… Hick… Hehehehe!”

A sound that was unclear whether it was laughter or crying spread out.

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I’ll be honest.

I was a little, just a little disappointed.

Even in her hazy state of consciousness, I had hoped my name, or rather Schlus’s name, would come out first.

“Oppa?”

“…”

But that was probably greedy of me.

It was Hertlocker who had rescued Emilia when she was young and raised her as a little sister.

It would have been too much to expect that those years of connection could be overwritten by just a few months of bleak cohabitation.

So I understood.

That Hertlocker was the first one she called for in a difficult situation.

It was bitter, but I understood.

“Ugh…”

Emilia leaned on me, seemingly lacking strength in her body.

I silently embraced her, wrapping my arms around her.

It was okay for her to mistake me for her brother right now.

As long as it could provide Emilia with comfort and reassurance.

Of course, she would probably be very embarrassed when she came to her senses and realized she had mistaken me for Hertlocker, but that didn’t matter.

Not at all.

Not even a little bit.

Really.

“You’re not surprised anymore?”

“…?”

“Then is it okay if I keep calling you this?”

A weak voice reached my ear softly.

I could hear it all, but understanding it was another matter.

What on earth was she saying?

“Schlus oppa.”

“What…”

“Oppa. Oppa. Oppa. Hehe…”

Emilia’s arms gently wrapped around my waist.

With those trembling arms that seemed like they would fall off if lightly tapped, she clung to me as if refusing to let go.

“You gave me permission. Right? That it’s okay to call you oppa.”

“…”

“Then Schlus oppa should call me differently too. Say ‘Emilia’. Okay?”

“I never gave permission.”

“Aah… Really. What’s with the formal speech? It ruins the mood.”

“…”

Her tone seemed a bit irritated, it was certainly strange.

Emilia, who was younger and my attendant, was speaking informally to me.

While I was using formal speech.

It was awkward, but…

Still, my lips wouldn’t part.

“Hurry. You think I’m not embarrassed? Calling you ‘Schlus oppa’…”

She seemed to stumble a little each time she said “oppa”.

As if she was shy.

Was even this an act?

It must be an act, of course it would be.

No, it had to be.

“But I’m going to keep calling you that. Over and over. Until Schlus oppa calls me familiarly too.”

“That won’t…”

“Oppa. Oppa. Schlus oppa. Schlus oppa. Hehehe…”

Emilia kept calling me and then suddenly let out a cute laugh as she buried her face in my shoulder.

It seemed her embarrassment had reached its limit.

“The first time is always hard, but they say you get used to it if you keep calling. I have to make a habit of calling you often. Right? Hm? Or are you going to keep being stiff even though I’m calling you like this?”

“…”

“That would make me sad. I’ve mustered up so much courage here. Are you going to keep being a coward?”

Coward?

Fine, whatever.

If I crossed this river now, I probably wouldn’t be able to come back.

I would no longer be able to see Emilia as mere text, as a chess piece I could discard if necessary.

If she were to die…

Fuck.

One such shitty experience with Ms. Mary was enough.

“Coward.”

“…”

“Loser.”

“…”

“Pervert who can’t say anything even when a much younger woman is insulting you like this. Coward who doesn’t even have the courage to respond. Socially awkward. Loser who can’t do anything when someone actually approaches, despite unknowingly captivating people’s hearts.”

“This is really…”

You should know when to stop joking.

I finally grabbed Emilia’s shoulders and pulled her away.

She seemed to have fully regained her strength already.

So she should be able to stand even if I let go.

“Eeh?”

“…!”

As soon as I let go, her legs gave out and she was about to collapse, so I hugged her again to support her.

I thought she had regained her strength since she was being so energetic.

It seemed all the energy she should have recovered had gone to her mouth instead.

“Be quiet. Who are you calling a coward?”

“Wow. Wooow… You said it. In informal speech.”

“Is this your first time seeing someone speak informally?”

“It’s my first time seeing Schlus oppa do it… You always use formal speech even though it doesn’t suit you. This suits you much better.”

I’m sorry.

For using formal speech that didn’t suit me.

“Then should I just use informal speech from now on?”

“No. Don’t. Keep using formal speech outside.”

“What? Why?”

“Because I want to be the only one to see this… I want to be the only one who knows this side of Schlus oppa. I don’t want others to find out.”

“…”

It was an absurd reason.

Was it okay to act this badly?

Her character had changed too much, was she deliberately dropping hints for me to notice?

No, that couldn’t be.

Or did I look like enough of an idiot to fall for this kind of act?

“I don’t have anyone else to speak informally to anyway.”

I decided to go along with it.

I decided to play the role of the oblivious guy.

That way I could stay with Emilia a little longer.

To put it bluntly, even though she was someone who might stab me at any time, I felt a bit sad at the thought of parting.

That was all.

“What do you mean there’s no one else? There’s the Saintess.”

“Iris?”

“Yeah. You’re close with the Saintess, aren’t you, oppa… You even joke around with her.”

“That’s just a business relationship.”

“Business?”

“Yeah. We’re just pretending to be close.”

In short, we were forcibly acting friendly to relieve tension.

Iris was already someone whose thoughts I couldn’t understand, so if we just growled at each other ready to devour one another every time we met, it would be an enormous drain on our mental energy.

“I see… That’s a relief. So I really am the only one. The only one for oppa…”

Something about her lines felt strange.

“But how did you know?”

“Know what?”

“That I was inside. Were you toying with me knowing from the start…”

“That’s not it. I really was fooled.”

“Then how?”

“I saw your handkerchief. The handkerchief imbued with your magical power. Since you always emit it faintly, the magic in the handkerchief would have disappeared long ago if you weren’t nearby.”

“I-I see… You remembered my magical power… ”

“…”

Of course.

How could I forget?

The whole house was filled with traces of your magic.

How could I forget when your scent was infused in everything – the food, furniture, laundry, everything you touched?

“Let’s go now.”

“Okay…”

I stood up before the atmosphere could get any stranger.

We had to start moving soon or we’d be late for the midterm exam.

‘You’re dead if you get caught, you bitch.’

And I decided to kill Jin the moment I saw her again.

Crows really couldn’t be trusted after all.

I judged that it was right to crush all powerful individuals who might obstruct my path.

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“Found…”

Hertlocker turned the corner into the plaza, following the noise.

He was about to shout with wide eyes but he stopped himself.

Emilia had sunk to the ground and Schlus Hainkel was standing in front of her.

And that bastard…

“Ugh…”

“Are you feeling better?”

He suddenly embraced the staggering Emilia.

Hertlocker felt his blood boil in an instant, he had never felt such intense anger before.

He wanted to rush over and smash Schlus’s head in right then and there.

“Oppa?”

“…”

Yes, oppa is here.

I’ll just beat that son of a bitch up a bit and be right back.

With that thought, Hertlocker was about to step forward when-

“Schlus oppa.”

“What…”

“Oppa. Oppa. Oppa. Hehe…”

Hertlocker’s breath caught at Emilia’s bright smile.

His little sister was smiling, with the happiest expression in the world.

As if she had everything she could ever want.

It wasn’t an act or anything like that.

Hertlocker, who had been with her for years since childhood, could tell.

He saw her habit when she couldn’t hide her emotions.

He saw her ears turning red.

“…”

Hertlocker clenched his fists and stepped back.

He could hear everything clearly even without using amplification magic.

The sweet voice of Emilia whispering to Schlus Hainkel.

That voice which was 100% sincere without a trace of acting.

“…”

He shook his head, he had never seen Emilia like this before.

He had never seen Emilia act so much like a young girl.

This wasn’t Emilia.

This wasn’t the cute Emilia he knew.

Hertlocker finally turned away, hanging his head.

“…Damn it.”

He walked away with heavy steps, letting out a sigh.

It was too painful to watch any longer.

His blood had already cooled completely.

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“Can you walk?”

“No. I don’t think I can. Carry me.”

“…”

Emilia reached out her arms, leaning into me.

I pushed her forehead, making her fall back, and turned around.

“What’s this?”

“Get on my back.”

“Ah, why? Carry me in your arms.”

“Why are you suddenly regressing to the level of a child? Stop talking and get on.”

“Tch…”

I piggybacked Emilia.

My hand briefly touched the dagger sheath on her thigh as I adjusted, but I decided to pretend I didn’t notice.

Trying to avoid the garter belt area inevitably brought my hands closer to her buttocks.

“Pervert.”

“Be quiet.”

This position was more comfortable for supporting her anyway.

I had to mentally recite all four verses of the national anthem to banish distracting thoughts.

There was enough time… well, not quite enough, but it wasn’t too tight either.

If I didn’t dawdle too much, there was enough time to arrive.

“Ah… I was going to buy fish and cook it for you. I lost my shopping basket.”

“It’s fine. You can do it next time.”

“They said it won’t come in for two months…”

“Then we’ll eat it in two months.”

“…”

Emilia silently hugged me tighter from behind.

She must have been worried about falling off while I was running.

“Is this the exam paper?”

Emilia, resting her chin on my shoulder, tapped my inner pocket.

Come to think of it, I hadn’t finished problem 10 yet.

Given the time, I’d probably have to submit it blank for number 10…

Well, I should at least take one last look at it.

There was a chance Emilia might be able to solve it in this short time.

“Yeah. Can you take it out?”

“Take it out? Okay. Hmm…”

Emilia strained to lean over and managed to grab the scroll.

The scroll she pulled out…

“Ah.”

“Oh.”

It had burned and crumbled away completely except for the very end.

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[Damn hertlocker getting overthrown by schlus, also i dig this oppa shit and hope he kills jin like bruh aint nobody gonna try to sink our emilia ship]