There Are Too Many Backstories in This Possession Novel – Chapter 49

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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Creek-

Strangely, the door wasn’t locked.

The sound of the door opening sent chills down Yuria’s spine, making her hair stand on end.

Yuria shivered in the cold air that seemed to freeze the blood in her entire body.

It was similar to the feeling she had before opening the seal on the letter containing news of her mother’s death at the academy.

Yuria soon understood the reason for this sensation.

Inside the door.

A girl with azure hair lay on the bed, her arms and legs bound by restraints made of Yoseok.

The girl was so exhausted that she didn’t wake up when Yuria entered, sleeping fitfully with her thin eyelids closed.

Her pale white eye area was red and swollen from crying.

‘She’s crying.’

The sleeping girl was sobbing, twitching slightly as if having a nightmare.

She trembled finely in her arms and legs each time, tightly gripping and crumpling the blanket with her hands.

Yuria carefully approached the girl.

She was a girl Yuria remembered seeing somewhere.

It must have been when she ran away after Leonhart’s confession.

‘Could this girl be… Livia?’

Yuria recalled the documents Caiden had manipulated.

She had suspected it, but to think she was in a place like this.

And then one rational thought followed.

‘Kidnapping?’

Yuria thought as she looked at the pitiful girl whose lower lip was so bitten that red blood flowed.

At first, Yuria thought it couldn’t be.

Neither Leonhart nor Caiden were the type who committed such an act.

The smart and righteous Leonhart, or Caiden wou, would reluctantly do dirty work with an unwilling expression.

Yuria couldn’t imagine those two doing something like this.

But then again, Yuria wasn’t foolish enough to turn a blind eye to the situation in front of her and only believe what she wanted to believe.

“…Oh my god.”

Yuria muttered this for the second time, following when she first heard the crying.

Then she fell into deep thought, nervously twirling the ends of her long blonde hair.

She had to quickly decide how to handle this situation.

She didn’t know when Leonhart or Caiden might return.

And she soon came to a conclusion.

‘I have to take her out of here.’

While Leonhart’s actions were shocking in themselves, if it came to light that Caiden, a close aide to the student council, had done such a thing, she would be held responsible immediately.

Pretending she hadn’t seen it and burying the incident would be acceptable.

Still, Yuria wasn’t the type to ignore trouble outside her control.

It would be better to rescue this girl here, either silence her completely or draw a line that this wasn’t something she had done.

She could handle it as Caiden’s deviation.

‘But before that, I need to ask Leonhart what exactly this is all about.’

While Caiden was somewhat quick-witted, he couldn’t be called a proactive personality.

He had a dog-like personality and liked to follow someone as his master.

There was a high possibility that Leonhart had led this.

‘Why on earth would that child…’

Yuria couldn’t imagine the reason at all.

She was simply bewildered.

Yuria bent her knees slightly and shook the girl’s shoulder to take her away.

“Wake up.”

The girl’s eyelids trembled finely at Yuria’s soft whisper before slowly opening.

Sky-colored eyes took in Yuria.

The pitiful girl’s eyes shook finely with anxiety.

“…President Yuria?”

A voice cracked from so much crying came from the girl’s mouth.

“That’s right. So be quiet. I’ve come to rescue you.”

Yuria said firmly, taking the girl’s hand.

The hand she held was pitifully weak.

Yuria gripped her hand and helped the girl up.

“Are you hurt anywhere? Too hurt to walk?”

“N-No… not that bad.”

The girl blinked as if trying to shake off the moisture densely clinging between her eyelashes.

“Then let’s go. Wait…”

Yuria checked the shackles around the stumbling girl’s legs.

It seemed difficult to walk like this, but the restraints made of Yoseok couldn’t be removed with magic.

“It’ll be uncomfortable, but bear with it.”

Yuria said, thinking she would have an expert remove them later.

Then she led the girl towards the door.

Though stumbling with uncomfortable steps, the girl obediently followed Yuria.

However, the unexpected happened right after.

“…N-No, I don’t want to.”

Yuria turned back to the girl in surprise at those words.

The girl was shaking her head, her lower lip trembling.

“What?”

When Livia saw the open door, her heart began to pound rapidly, with fear welling up deep inside.

Just before leaving, Senior had gently embraced Livia and whispered.

An affectionate gaze and a gentle, unexpectedly polite kiss on her cheek.

Livia had been momentarily immersed in the warmth and reassurance of Leonhart’s embrace.

Like lovers, the boy had looked at Livia.

“If you become a good child, I won’t scare you anymore. Livia.”

Livia remembered the boy’s words to her in a low, soothing voice.

And the fingers that had gently ruffled her hair, rubbing her scalp.

“There won’t be any more ‘punishment’ either.”

He had said that with his lips against Livia’s slender neck. Lightly biting her neck as well.

Punishment.

Livia trembled as if having a seizure at the recollection of that word.

Yuria furrowed her delicate face in question as she watched Livia.

“Are you okay?”

Livia didn’t want to be scared anymore.

She didn’t want to sit in that iron chair anymore.

She didn’t want to see her mother’s corpse hanging and swinging, having taken her own life to free her.

Livia gasped for breath.

As tears began to well up again in her already swollen eyes, they started to hurt.

“I’m going to leave this door open. If you step out through that door, these restraints sealing your abilities will probably come off too. But if you’re a good child, you should stay quietly in this room. Understand, Livia? If you’re a good child, that is.”

Senior, saying this, smiled affectionately as if finding Livia, who was obediently nestled in his arms, truly cute.

Senior had treated me kindly.

He said there would be no more punishment if I became a good child.

‘I’m betraying Senior.’

Livia thought this.

She wanted to be held in Senior’s warm embrace again.

She wanted to receive gentle kisses and have his large hands stroked her head delicately.

Wouldn’t she lose all that if she left through this door now?

What if Senior never treated her kindly again?

Livia didn’t want to be caught again in that endless loneliness she had experienced after losing her mother.

It was so much scarier than the pain Senior gave her that Livia had no choice but to ruminate on that loneliness and fear while sitting in the chair.

That’s what’s scariest.

“Hey.”

At that moment, Livia returned to her senses at the touch on her cheek.

A couple of tears that had been welling up spilled over.

“Are you alright?”

Livia only now fully recognized the blonde girl saying this in her world.

Until now, in the world consisting only of ‘Senior and me,’ she stood there like an intruder wielding a sharp weapon.

An anxious, uncomfortable feeling welled up inside Livia.

This Room for Good Children was for Livia, who followed Senior and the rules he set well.

It could be a perfect room with just that.

Then Senior would give her overflowing love, and Livia could receive that love endlessly.

Such a perfect world.

A complete world consisting only of Senior and Livia.

But why… Could this person enter this room?

This isolated room is one that only Seniors can enter.

Livia’s anxiety stemmed from there.

Livia’s distorted desire for exclusivity began to draw one conclusion.

This person was particular to Senior.

I was kidnapped by Senior and brought into this room.

I might be unique, too.

‘But I’m not the only’ particular person to Senior.’

Livia felt as if her heart was being torn to shreds at this realization, to a chilling degree.

She didn’t want to just leave this person be.

She hated this dazzling person before her eyes who received Senior’s love.

Yes.

Let’s do this.

I’ll kill this person and return to this room.

Then Senior won’t know, so I’ll still be a ‘good child.’

It didn’t take long for her thoughts to race to such extremes.

“…I’m… fine.”

Livia smiled slightly, only now recognizing her own hoarse voice.

Yuria felt uncomfortable with this subtle change in Livia but thought it was due to her suffering.

“Good. Then let’s go.”

Yuria, who had only held her hand at first, now supported Livia as it seemed difficult for her to walk.

Just before stepping out the door, Yuria felt a chilling sensation sticking to her back.

However, thinking it was due to the eerie atmosphere of this strange place, Yuria struggled to shake off that feeling.

The moment they stepped out of the door.

Click.

With the sound of a lock opening, the handcuffs restraining Livia came off.

“Oh? They came off?”

Ah, I see.

Room for Good Children.

Yuria only now understood the meaning of the sign attached to this room.

It was initially a room meant to turn bad children into good ones.

Naturally, there was no reason to keep the handcuffs outside this room, so they were designed to come off automatically.

“That’s good. Let’s hurry.”

Instead of supporting the now free girl’s body, Yuria pulled the hand of the girl, who was nodding slightly.

Yuria hurried her steps as if fleeing to escape the uneasy place they had left behind.

A sudden anxious thought crossed her mind that someone might be in the lounge, but fortunately, only a chilly coldness lingered in the lounge when they arrived.

“If we can just get out of here now…”

Yuria exhaled in relief.

While they might have been in danger in that basement, they should be safe.

“Grrr…”

It was then that a chilling sound came from a completely unexpected place.

Yuria felt tension spreading through her entire body’s nerves.

“What…?”

Yuria turned her head reflexively at the growling sound.

There, a large shadow was lurking in the darkness of the lounge.

Yuria’s throat tightened. She felt as if her heart had stopped for a moment.

A beast made of shadows.

It was clearly not an ordinary magical beast.

“…A magical beast?”

Yuria’s voice trembled slightly.

The beast’s red eyes glowed in the darkness, staring at Yuria and Livia.

Yuria instinctively stepped in front of Livia to protect her.

However, Yuria felt a sharp pain in her back the next moment.

“Ugh…!”

Yuria stumbled forward, nearly falling.

She touched her back with a trembling hand and felt a warm liquid.

When she looked at her hand, it was stained red with blood.

“Wha…?”

Yuria turned around in disbelief.

There stood Livia, holding a blood-stained knife.

Her sky-blue eyes were filled with madness.

“I’m sorry, President. But I can’t let you take me away from Senior.”

Livia’s voice was cold and emotionless.

Yuria couldn’t believe what was happening.

“You… why…?”

Yuria’s vision began to blur.

The pain in her back was spreading throughout her body.

“Because I’m a good child. And good children stay in the room.”

Livia smiled sweetly, but her eyes remained cold.

Yuria’s legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor.

As her consciousness faded, the last thing she saw was Livia walking back towards the Room for Good Children.

The shadow beast followed Livia, its red eyes gleaming in the darkness.

As Yuria’s vision went dark, she heard Livia’s voice one last time.

“I’m sorry, President. But this is for Senior.”

Then, everything went black.

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This story is really going on a crazy tangent LMAO. I’m just glad that our main character is equally as crazy as our Yandere(s). Like I said earlier, the best policy when dealing with them is simply to out-Yandere them 😛