How To Live As An Academy Extra Villain

86 – Rat Hole (4)

After dinner, I returned to my room. Even though it had not been used for several months, traces of people were visible everywhere.

I sat in front of the fireplace and lined up the three Divine Dragon Fragments I got in the Demon World last time and the one I got this time with the Purifying Fire.

Even if you put several pieces together and look at them all at once, you still can’t even guess the original.

From what I remember, most items that were not in the form of weapons or accessories were used by flowing mana and absorbing it.

If the divine dragon fragment is an item that strengthens the owner, it can probably be absorbed in a similar way.

Although there are exceptions such as Lakisia’s Eye, there does not seem to be any body part that can be replaced by absorbing this item.

And even if you lose your mind like you did back then, the situation is different now. There are no threatening elements around.

If you want to conduct an experiment, there seems to be no better opportunity than now.

I made a decision and placed one of the fragments in my palm. When a little mana was injected, the form melted like purifying fire and the fragments were absorbed into the palm of the hand.

I placed my other hand on the cord of the emergency bell just in case, but despite the tension, nothing happened as time passed.

The heavy and hot energy that I felt when absorbing the fire of purification was nowhere to be found.

Even though I absorbed the remaining three fragments in succession.

I feel a little discouraged, but I also think that maybe it’s because the absolute numbers aren’t enough.

Anyway, the name is fragment, and it is a piece broken so small that it is difficult to guess the original.

If I were to find and absorb additional fragments, wouldn’t the results be different? However, unlike the Demon World, fragments from other locations will be contained one by one in each location, so it may take quite some time to obtain meaningful results.

However, seeing that it is absorbed into the body without any problems, it certainly seems to be an item that is intended to strengthen the owner.

For now, we have no choice but to be satisfied with the fact that the hypothesis has been verified to some extent.

-Knock knock

“Brother… Are you sleeping…?”

“Adele?”

Not long after I finished absorbing the last fragment, I heard a knock on the door.

When I answered, Adele opened the door slightly and stuck her head out through the crack.

“Adele. What are you doing up this late? It’s time to sleep now.”

“…That…That…”

Adele hesitantly entered the room. On Adele’s neck, I can slightly see the string of her necklace with the ring I gave her earlier.

I think he faithfully listened to my advice to always keep it with you.

And in Adele’s hands was a storybook. It was only after seeing that that I realized the purpose of Adele’s visit.

“Are you here to read a storybook?”

“Yes…And I can’t sleep well in my room…So…”

Judging from the slurred speech, Adele seems to want more than just children’s books. I again recalled the contents of the letter her father had sent. I’m sure Adele said she slept in my bed while I was away.

Now that I think about it, even though it’s been a while since I’ve been here, my room was neatly maintained as if someone had always lived there. Looking at the current situation, I think Adele might have done that.

“Then do you want to sleep here tonight?”

“hehehe…”

Adele answered with a bright smile. Then he walked in front of me and naturally climbed onto my lap and sat down.

Adele gives me a silent urging as she hands me a storybook. As I began reading the storybook, turning the pages, Adele instantly fell into the world of the book.

At every important point, you say ‘Wow!’ Or ‘No!’ It immerses you in a realistic way by adding such things as chuimsae. As if I were the main character of that world.

Actually, it is not wrong.

The princess’s name was erased in black and his own name was written over it in clumsy writing.

I thought it was so funny when I saw that the name of the prince who appeared there was changed to my name.

I thought it was time to graduate from children’s books at age 12, but I also wonder if I’m lacking something because I’ve been living so hard.

If you make up for that lack whenever you have the chance, one day you will naturally let go of it.

But I have no intention of blaming Adele at all. Should I say that thinking like that in itself makes me feel repulsed? Looking at these things, it seems that I am not much different from my father, who raised me gently.

I’m sure if you raise them too much, they won’t turn out crooked like me later on.

“So the princess…No, Adele…Huh?”

The story has reached its climax, but Adele’s reaction is strangely quiet. When I looked down, I saw that Adele had already fallen asleep, making a small snoring noise.

It was already past bedtime, but it seemed like he was holding on thanks to the joy of seeing me and the power of the storybook.

I put down her book, lifted Adele slightly and placed her on my bed. As I covered her with the blanket, Adele was talking in her sleep and calling my name.

“Heh…Brother…”

When I raised my hand and lightly stroked her head, Adele trembled slightly as if she felt happy. As time passes, Adele’s dreams change from moment to moment. Even though she had a happy expression on her face, at some point she suddenly began to frown at her arrogance.

“No… These stray cats… Your brother will never be allowed…”

“…What?”

She asked a question without thinking, but there was no way an answer would come out of Adele’s sleeping mouth. What kind of dream are you having when you say things like that? The world of children is not easy to understand.

I took Adele’s blanket for the last time and went to sit in the rocking chair by the window.

Since Adele has taken over my bed, this will be my bed today.

***

I was in the dark, unable to see above or below. I couldn’t move for a while out of fear, but eventually I forced myself to take my steps and start walking.

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After walking for a while, I see a group of whitish lights in the distance. It wasn’t long before we got there, and now the light began to materialize and show me something resembling a moving picture.

In that strange picture, the image of someone I know well is reflected.

Eugene, a boy with blonde hair and eyes as blue as the sea.

Eujin, who used to work in the fields dressed in shabby clothes, was soon dressed in a decent school uniform, and the picture showed the surrounding scenery with him at the center.

In the moving gaze, several people appear alternately. And a surprisingly familiar person is also seen. This is me before I regained my memories.

I see myself through Eugene’s eyes. I see myself mocking him with a mean look on my face, shaking my bloated body around and getting into a fistfight with him, and eventually causing a scene in the student council room and being dragged out.

Obstacles constantly appear in Eugene’s path. All kinds of street thugs, dangerous monsters, evil demons and their minions, and even the demon king who leads a large army of demons.

But Eugene is not alone. There are always like-minded people around him. And some of them are people I know well.

Iris, Patricia, Selene, Claudia, Leta, and many others.

Eujin joins forces with them and moves forward.

Together, we bring down the mace of punishment on the evildoers and subdue the monsters that disturb the village. He is saddened by the sight of those sacrificed to the devil, and deals with the devil’s minions and summoned devils. Break through the demon army and face the demon lord wearing heavy black armor.

But you don’t necessarily have to experience such dark and bloody events.

Eujin spends a long time with each of them and has deep emotional exchanges.

Walking through the village holding hands, participating in festivals together, dancing at balls and exchanging passion with each other. While exploring unexplored lands, we conserve body heat by hugging our wet bodies from sudden rain.

Time brought them together, and in the end, they became inseparable.

I was looking at the pictures passing by without any meaning or thought, but at some point, the repetitive aspects of the pictures felt familiar and not unfamiliar. And then I realize.

The picture in front of me is a fragment of something I saw and watched in my past life, with Eugene as the main character, and now this is a dream I am dreaming.

Once you realize that it is a dream, the boundaries of the surrounding scenery suddenly disappear.

My room in the middle of the night is just quiet. Occasionally, I could hear Adele’s soft breathing or the sound of a window that was obviously closed opening and creaking.

But even though I had clearly opened my eyes, there was something more alien than a dream here.

I see something heavy sitting on top of my chest as I sit almost lying down in the rocking chair.

Although it looks like a monkey at first glance, it is much more bizarre and evil. The body is covered with long black fur, but it is missing in places, making it very ugly to look at.

The face is red and wrinkled, and the nose is long enough to cover the lower canal. Where the eyes should be, there is only a deep hole.

It was about to strangle me with its long, rough tail, but for a moment it stopped, as if embarrassed. As if I didn’t know I would wake up from a dream.

The worries did not last long. It releases its tail that was strangling its neck and turns around in an instant. I tried to escape by throwing myself out the open window, but unfortunately, I acted faster.

I grabbed it by its neck and threw it back into the room, then created a pitch-black fire.

And then he stuck it straight into the open eye hole.

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A sound like the sound of a pig coming to the slaughterhouse echoed throughout the room. I immediately pulled the cord of the emergency bell, and the entire mansion was filled with the sound of the alarm magic.

It was a pitch-black night of the old moon, but in an instant, the entire place was lit up with the light of torches.

“Hey…Oh…Brother…”

Adele, startled by the commotion, also woke up. And when he sees something jumping on the floor, he quickly hides behind me. As I lightly wrapped my arms around her, Adele’s trembling stopped slightly.

The screams did not last long. It seemed as if it had stopped breathing, and its hideous body was motionless.

The sound of footsteps running down the hallway grew louder, and soon a group of soldiers poured into my room.

“Master! Are you okay!”

“It’s okay. Rather than that, just turn him over.”

One of the soldiers who heard me overturned the person lying on the ground with the tip of a long spear. Everyone present frowned at the hideousness that was revealed.

“Oh my god…What is this…”

“What a beast…”

It was further distorted by the fire I threw, but after examining its appearance, I was able to roughly figure out its identity.

Mongolian horse.

A monster that sneaks into private homes in the middle of the night, causes nightmares in sleepers, and devours the uncleanness that arises from those dreams.

But now this is not just a private house.

The mansion I am in is located in the deepest part of the inner city, surrounded by all kinds of strict security.

But how can a mere monster…

“Brother…”

Adele holds my hand tightly as if she is anxious.