Fated to Be Loved by Yandere Witches – Chapter 49

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Mod7
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“Johan, so this is where you were.”

Evangeline walked slowly toward Johan as she entered the room. She moved forward unhesitatingly, as if the young witch before her wasn’t even worth noticing.

Naturally, Beatrice wasn’t one to just watch this happen. Just as she had done to Johan, she swung thin steel wires to bind Evangeline’s limbs.

“You, who are you!”

“…My my.”

Evangeline smiled lightly at Beatrice who had moved to stop her. Whether looking at her stature or magical power, she was clearly a young witch who hadn’t been born long.

Normally, Evangeline would have gone easy on such a young witch, or tried to end things peacefully by teaching her about the lines that shouldn’t be crossed between witches.

“I can’t hear a word you’re saying, little one.”

However, Evangeline was already on edge from having Johan kidnapped, and moreover, the curses the two witches bore had terrible compatibility.

Between the Witch of Love who could not be loved by anyone,
And the Witch of Dolls who could only speak with dolls,

No productive dialogue could occur.

“Y-you m-monster!”

To Beatrice, Evangeline was a monster. With an appearance so repulsive that to a child it was almost indistinguishable from terror itself.

And to Evangeline as well, Beatrice seemed monstrous. Though she kept opening her mouth and speaking, her words came through like the muffled growls of a beast.

“Die!”

Beatrice used her magic to send dolls charging at Evangeline just as she had done to Johan.

Thousands of stuffed dolls rampaged forward, but Evangeline simply snorted and lightly activated her magic.

The dolls that touched Evangeline lost their form one after another, reverting to separated electrons and atoms.

“Eh, ehh?”

Seeing this, Beatrice stared blankly at Evangeline in shock. Evangeline met her gaze with a slight smile.

“You’ve… never fought another witch before, have you?”

Evangeline said this while slowly advancing. Though Beatrice couldn’t understand her words, she instinctively felt fear.

She began backing away step by step. But Evangeline’s long legs created a greater stride than Beatrice’s short ones.

After catching Beatrice in just a few steps, Evangeline grinned and began to use her magic.

“Master─!”

“Kyahng!?”

More precisely, she had tried to use it.
If only Johan hadn’t rushed up from behind and grabbed her tightly, preventing her from casting.

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When I first saw Master enter the room, I trembled anxiously as I watched her.

I hadn’t worried about never being able to return from here. That’s how much I trusted Master.

And because I trusted her so much, I was also anxious. If she learned I was trapped here against my will by Beatrice’s imprisonment, Master might kill her.

‘That can’t happen.’

Killing a child was unthinkable to someone from Earth. But not to a witch.

Fundamentally, witches who lived with curses were all shut-ins and social misfits, extremely individualistic people.

Being hated by everyone or cursed to be completely invisible – it was inevitable they would end up that way.

“What were you doing to get caught like this, apprentice?”

Yawning while covering her mouth, Marguerite walked over without paying any attention to the two witches and cut the threads binding my limbs.

Freed from my restraints, I rubbed my reddened wrists while looking between Master and Beatrice.

“─!%#^”

“～#$%#”

Though I couldn’t hear clearly what they were saying from this distance, Beatrice sent dolls charging at Master just as she had done to me, while Master casually swept them aside as she approached Beatrice.

Seeing Beatrice clearly terrified and Master approaching her with an impassive expression, I rushed forward and embraced Master.

“Master! Don’t!”

“Kyaah!?”

Though I pressed against her chest too forcefully in my rush to embrace her, I focused on pulling Master back without worrying about that.

“No, Master! You can’t kill her!”

“J-Johan? What’s this suddenly… nngh- c-could you let go? Please?”

“I won’t let go until Master promises not to kill her!”

“O-okay! I won’t kill her, so!”

Though I really wanted to keep hugging her regardless of the promise, I quickly turned to place myself between Master and Beatrice before carefully releasing her.

Master rubbed her chest where I had squeezed too hard, looking at me with a slightly reddened face.

“…Alright, Johan. So? Why are you protecting her?”

“Beatrice is my friend.”

“Friend? I don’t know what kind of friend kidnaps and imprisons people… you can’t be friends with such a monster.”

“Monster? Take that back, Master.”

I stared intently at Evangeline as I said this. Beatrice was a young Evangeline. A young Evangeline who couldn’t interact with people due to her curse, and thus spent her years locked away in seclusion.

If she called Beatrice a monster, that would mean Master was a monster too. I didn’t like either calling my friend a monster or implying my master was one.

“Do you like that child so much?”

“That’s not it. Master, if you’d listen to me…”

“Do you know she sent her familiars to try to kill me twice?”

At those words, I turned to Beatrice with wide eyes, looking at her as if asking if Master’s words were true.

However, Beatrice looked up at me with an expression of complete incomprehension.

‘Ah, could it be…’

Only then could I precisely grasp what Beatrice’s curse truly was.

A curse that prevented conversation with humans. Yes, with a curse like that, I could understand why she stayed alone in this mansion atop the mountains making dolls.

“Beatrice.”

“Yes…”

“This person is my master. Master says… that you tried to kill her twice, is that true?”

“I don’t know…”

Whether it was a child’s lie or genuine ignorance – I stared intently into Beatrice’s eyes.

Her eyes trembled with fear and anxiety. Seeing those eyes, I broke into a slight smile.

“I believe you.”

After lightly patting Beatrice’s head, I turned back to Master.

“She says she doesn’t know.”

“You don’t trust your master?”

“I’m not saying she didn’t do it. Just that this child might not have ordered it.”

At my words, Master frowned slightly before sighing and shaking her head.

“Well, fine. It’s not like my life was in danger, and if you insist…”

“Master…”

“Enough? Let’s hurry home. Master is very hungry after missing two meals.”

“Ah, I’m sorry.”

At those words, I turned to Beatrice and met her eyes. Meeting the young girl’s gaze, I carefully spoke:

“Beatrice, I need to go now.”

“No… don’t go…”

“We’re friends. Friends naturally part and meet again.”

“No, you can’t…”

Looking at Beatrice who stared at me tearfully as if her world was ending – I glanced back at Master.

Master was tapping her foot impatiently, looking at me as if wanting to leave as soon as possible.

As I looked at Master who seemed ready to depart any moment, Beatrice grabbed my sleeve and clung to me.

“Can’t you stay here? Please? I’ll take good care of you… I’ll feed you, clean for you, bathe you, put you to bed…”

“That’s treating me like a doll, not a friend.”

“Th-then I’ll let you do all that to me! You can feed me and bathe me and put me to bed… or just stay with me, that’s enough…”

Realizing her persuasion wasn’t working, Beatrice seemed to give up on her own, dropping her head sharply.

Her face, which had been gleaming white, darkened. Seeing her expression, I had a feeling something would happen if we left like this.

Nothing good. A premonition that I might lose my first friend in this world…

Seeing this, I carefully stood and approached Master.

“Master, I have a request…”

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Back home, Evangeline immediately collapsed into a living room chair and called out to Johan who had followed her in.

“Johan～ I’m hungry～”

“Yes, Master. I’ll prepare something quickly.”

Johan swiftly began preparing food at Master’s command. The physical training he had thought would be useless for cooking had actually provided the foundational stamina to cook even faster.

After quickly completing the dishes, Johan laid them out on the table and called out:

“Master. It’s ready. Miss Marguerite too, please eat.”

As Johan sat down after watching the two take their seats, Beatrice carefully settled herself on his lap.

“…Beatrice?”

“I want to eat here… Johan’s embrace is nice.”

“W-well, during meals we should mind our manners…”

“I like it here. …Is it not okay?”

Seeing Beatrice look up pleadingly as she said this, Johan laughed helplessly and patted her head.

Once Johan allowed it, Beatrice excitedly swung her legs back and forth while pointing at the delicious-looking food.

“I, I want that- that one.”

“This?”

“Yes. Aahn-”

Beatrice asked Johan like a child who couldn’t do anything herself, and Johan fed her his cooking with an amused smile.

After taking one bite of the food Johan offered, Beatrice’s eyes flew wide open in shock. Only now did she realize such food could exist in the world.

“It’s delicious…!”

“Of course it is, it’s made with Master’s seasoning.”

“Really…?”

At those words, Beatrice looked at Evangeline. Then she shuddered and burrowed deeper into Johan’s embrace.

Wondering what was wrong, Johan followed Beatrice’s gaze to look at the two witches seated across from them.

The faces of the two witches before him had twisted into malevolent expressions.

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