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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: JayM
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My gloominess from moments ago felt like a lie.
I see. It seemed like depression could be cured by a pervert with drill hair clinging to one’s pant leg.
If I sent this hypothesis to a scientific society, would everyone marvel at the genius idea and start mass-producing artificial drill hair wigs?
The fact that I was having such crazy thoughts meant that my clone must have been trying to escape reality for a while now.
“Ah, get off…! Are you a leech or something…!?”
Ga-eul was trying to help me, but due to the large difference in our physical abilities, she wasn’t much use.
What was this? How did I end up in this situation?
I slowly retraced the memories that flowed in from my clone.
Right, first, her demonic energy was running wild, so I controlled it for her. And then…?
-Stop right there…!!!!
-Ugh! Damn it, don’t follow me, you crazy bitch!
Huh, that’s strange. Why was the middle part missing?
Surprisingly, according to my clone’s memory, this crazy bitch just started talking to him because he suppressed her demonic energy, and when he tried to brush her off and run away, she started chasing him like a madwoman.
Wow, she wasn’t just a devil contractor. Was she on other drugs too?
“Let go…!”
“Never…! I’ll die before I let go!!!!!”
Becoming a public spectacle in the city that was only a little away from the academy wasn’t a pleasant experience.
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Humans are creatures who can understand each other through conversation.
If that were impossible, the sounds we make would be called roars, not words.
“So let’s find a compromise. It’s late, and it’s a nuisance to be screaming and causing a scene in a shopping district, right?”
“I’ll just compensate them. They’ll quiet down if I give them a million won each.”
…Huh? Was this even human speech? Why did she sound like she was roaring?
“Did you just think something rude?”
“Seeing as your senses are better than a human’s, I guess it was a roar after all.”
“…Yes? What are you talking about all of a sudden?”
“Ah, it’s nothing. Anyway, I want to run away right now, but you’re obviously not going to let me go, so I’ll just ask. What do you want?”
“It seems like you’re finally willing to talk to me. Really. Anyone else would have challenged you to a duel out of humiliation already.”
I had no idea where those words were coming from. Ga-eul, who was sitting next to me, was so dumbfounded that she pulled my sleeve and, pretending to whisper, said in a voice everyone could hear,
“…So-hyun, let’s just go. Didn’t you learn in elementary school not to talk to strange people?”
“Ga-eul, just bear with it for a bit. If we provoke the culprit, the hostage might be in danger. If we mess this up, she might come to the academy after the weekend.”
Ah, for the record, the hostage was my peace and mental stability.
“You’re both being quite harsh, aren’t you…? Well, it doesn’t matter.”
She continued with a nonchalant attitude, as if it really didn’t matter.
Right, this crazy bitch’s goal wasn’t necessarily a crazy act.
They said that even a broken clock was right twice a day. Maybe she would make a surprisingly reasonable request.
“It’s nothing much. I’d like to spend the night with you. No, wait, it would be troublesome if we just slept. To put it bluntly, would you have sex with me?”
One of the great sages of the past left these words to the world: You get betrayed because you have expectations in the first place, you brat.
Truly wise. How could I expect a sane conversation with a crazy bitch?
Ga-eul didn’t even seem to understand what she had heard as her consciousness seemingly flew off to Andromeda.
The moment I instinctively tried to run away, Aisha used her talent to hold me back.
“Why are you reacting like that?”
“Oh, let’s think about it the other way around. If a flasher suddenly appeared on the street, took off his clothes, and asked you for a round, what would you say?”
“I’d probably laugh with the most contemptuous expression and say ‘With that thing?’”
“Why are you assuming the flasher is small…?”
“Why would he do that if he were big? He could just post a picture on SNS and find a partner.”
…What the hell was this conversation? No, more than that, was she really like this at seventeen before I regressed?
I felt like I was going to lose my lunch.
No, I felt like I was going to lose my mind.
“Huu, I can’t help it. Other people would welcome it with open arms if I said I’d do it with them. It’s annoying that I have to explain the whole situation right now.”
She had quite a high opinion of herself. Honestly, she wasn’t ugly. In fact, there were quite a few who voluntarily became her subordinates before I regressed.
She also had a history of seducing heroes back then.
Assuming that she would keep her mouth shut, well, she could pass as a typical young lady-type character.
“I need your semen, so would you please cooperate?”
But she was definitely missing a screw somewhere in her head.
“What are you talking about!? You slut! So-hyun, don’t go near her! Isn’t she a complete psycho!?”
And at this point, Ga-eul, who had regained her consciousness, hurriedly stepped between me and Aisha.
“…Hmm.”
Aisha looked Ga-eul up and down and scoffed.
“Ah, I see. Yes, I’m sorry. Were you that afraid I’d take him from you?”
“…What?”
“Hmm, you’re not ugly, but you’re a bit plain compared to me. Don’t worry. I’ll use him cleanly and return him right after. Ah, it’s a different story if he falls for me, though.”
“Don’t be so arrogant! Ha, really. Anyone would think you’re the prettiest in the world from your words. Someone like you…!”
Ga-eul shouted confidently, with a very serious expression.
“…Can’t even compare to Professor Cathy or Na-hyun unnie!”
…Hey, why are you bringing others into this? You should have said you could win out of spite. You sound like you’ve already lost.
“I can tell your level by the way you bring others into this. Anyway, how about it? Are you in the mood now?”
“No, I’m just more certain that you’re a crazy bitch, so the negotiations are off.”
“Yes…? Is there a problem?”
Her gaze shifted to my lower body.
-You impotent bastard. Is there a problem? I’m drunk and acting like this, and you’re really not going to do anything?
Oh, I missed this. I almost killed her when she pulled this shit before.
“Alright, it’s a duel, you damn bitch. This time, I’ll bury you for good so we never have to see each other again.”
“No, well, if you’re not interested, you’re not interested. Why are you so angry? I’m sorry if it was a sensitive topic.”
-Ah! The captain is killing me! Save me! Ah! If you’re going to be rough, do it in bed!
No, please, stop…! What was this lingering attachment…!
“Or are you actually having a thing with Professor Cathy or Inspector Kang Na-hyun? You shouldn’t covet a flower on a cliff. Ah, of course, if a flower on a cliff falls for you on its own, like me, that’s a different story!”
…Huh? What was this now?
“Huh? Don’t tell me you don’t know.”
Ga-eul reacted to Aisha’s words before I did.
“Yes? Know what?”
“Professor Cathy asked him to be her party partner.”
“…Yes?”
Ah, right. This bitch was never interested in anything that didn’t concern her.
“…Do you think I’ll back down just because you’re lying?”
“It’s not a lie. Everyone at the academy probably knows.”
Her eyes started to tremble violently.
…Why? Was Ga-eul an easy target, and Professor Cathy an opponent she couldn’t possibly beat?
She slowly placed her hand on her chest. She had some volume, and the lines were clear even through her clothes, but… well, she couldn’t beat her.
“…I-I can… I can win. No, it’s not all about breasts, is it!?”
She ran away. She crumbled before the wall of reality.
At least she had some conscience, not lying to herself until the very end that she could win.
“Ah, seriously, I’m not asking you to date me. Just to do it once. Why are you putting up such a wall!? It really hurts my pride!?”
“…What am I supposed to do?”
Hmm, honestly, it wasn’t my problem.
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She was anxious.
She needed this ability to stop her family’s conspiracy and for her revenge.
At first, she targeted Lilac to resist the demonic energy.
If she got his help, she could suppress the demonic energy with the Holy Sword’s light and escape her miserable fate.
She was a living sacrifice.
A vessel for a god? A pure virgin’s body? Outdated superstitions.
The problem was that the more traditional and prestigious a family was, the more they clung to such superstitions, and her family was a firm believer.
Her grandfather was so crazy that he took his newborn granddaughter from her parents and raised her as a vessel to contain a god.
He blamed the family’s decline, for falling behind the Cheon-hwa Group and Yoo-sung Groups, on the lack of a strong hero and the lack of a beautiful representative.
That was why she was chosen.
From a young age, her diet and behavior were strictly controlled, and she was told that she had to accept a god someday, so she couldn’t even make friends properly.
She was abused in the name of correcting her behavior, and if that wasn’t enough, her parents were punished if she resisted.
It was fine when she was very young.
She thought it was normal.
But after attending school, experiencing society, and realizing her situation wasn’t normal, and after realizing the true nature of the “god” her grandfather worshipped, she couldn’t stand it anymore.
A fate to be devoured by a mere devil. She couldn’t accept it.
She would resist until the end.
They needed a pure body? Then she would defile it.
They needed a body that could adapt to demonic energy? Then she would find the opposite power.
Thinking so, she acted like an obedient puppet before seizing her chance.
She entered the academy.
Her grandfather initially opposed it, but he was swayed by the idea of spreading the god’s seed in the academy and agreed.
She received the contents of a jar her grandfather cherished, which he said was a seed from a divine apostle, and was able to enter the academy.
Screw him.
Although the contract with the devil restricted her actions, she worked hard and finally found a candidate at the end of the first semester.
Lilac. He was a hot topic. The power of his Holy Sword purified and repelled all other energies.
To seize the opportunity, she created a thorough character and closed the distance with him, even if it was a bit sudden.
With that power, she could resist the demonic energy.
If she could be held by him, become his, and receive his help, she wouldn’t have to be a living sacrifice, and she could take care of her family’s dirty secrets and her grandfather.
The only problem was the god’s seed planted in her.
…It was a deal with a devil.
It was a kind of curse her grandfather had planted in her while saying that he trusted her, and she had no way of breaking it.
She had to pray that the Holy Sword’s power could even deal with this seed.
But…
…the seed went berserk, contrary to her plans.
Did her grandfather find out that she had betrayed him?
Or was there another reason?
She didn’t know if something had happened to the devil she made a contract with.
This couldn’t be happening.
She was so close. She could have escaped if she just tried a little harder.
It was unfair.
Why me? What did I do wrong? Was it wrong just to be born?
Her reason was fading due to the contract’s influence. Negative thoughts kept surfacing, and her breathing became ragged.
Yeah, maybe this wasn’t so bad. Even if it was a shitty god’s seed, if she became a devil, she couldn’t be a god’s vessel.
Her grandfather’s expression would be quite a sight then.
That crazy old man. I hope he drowns in his delusions and dies.
But…
…at that moment…
…he appeared in front of her.
A handsome face, but a bit short.
‘What the…’
He muttered that as if he was annoyed, and the moment he extended his hand, the pain that had been tormenting her instantly disappeared.
How?
With indifferent eyes, as if it were nothing…
He didn’t repel the demonic energy, but he skillfully controlled and suppressed it instead.
And after a while, the demonic energy he suppressed disappeared, and the contract with the devil was nullified.
Was he also a devil?
Was that why he could control demonic energy? How could he control the demonic energy in someone else’s body? Why would he do this?
What would he ask for now that he had suppressed the demonic energy?
‘Done.’
But he just turned around.
Without asking for anything, without proposing a deal.
Why? How?
She had to catch him.
She would definitely regret it if she let him go now. If Lilac was a possibility, then the man in front of her was the answer.
“Wait!”
The moment she instinctively shouted that…
…he, for some reason, looked at her with a disgusted expression and tried to run away.
No, seriously, why?
Was it because they fought over Lilac…?
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T/N – Oh, damn. So the drill hair princess has her own circumstances. I would have said that the grandfather’s ‘god’ is the demon king of sloth, but that one got summoned at the end of the first year before the MC regressed, and Aisha was fine after that event. Though no wonder she was so desperate to become the MC’s subordinate back then. And the devil from the drug incident seems to be related to her family as well. Maybe the Sloth Demon King never needed a vessel? Or he found one that was much better than Aisha back then.
If you find any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments.
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