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…When I broke the token, the light poured out and I lost my consciousness. And it was the Demon King who woke me up after a while….
I screamed in surprise and walked away from the Demon King. The Demon King narrowed his eyes and strode closer to me. Don’t come, don’t come!
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“…that’s…”
Because I screwed you up.
The Demon King tilted his head. Suddenly, a shadow was cast over my head, and the Demon King looked down at me blankly. Is it because he lost his strength? Somehow… It seems that he has changed. The murderous intent that he had been exuding had disappeared and the feeling of being round and soft. Whatever the reason, I had to seize this opportunity. Run away!
I barely managed to control my shaky legs and stand up from the spot. Ah, obviously I got up, but the Demon King was looking down at me in the same posture as before. How tall is the Demon King?
I took a few steps backwards sneakily. However, he noticed it like a ghost and just when I moved, the Demon King took another step ahead and approached me as well. Oh why really! Just like you have to hit a spider’s web to catch an insect, you have to be a little far away from the demon king to run away or do anything, but he was persistently catching up with me.
“Stop! Stop! Don’t come near me. I am a scary woman!”
Pause- he stopped. I decided to think about why he stopped later, and I kept stepping back and looking for a place to escape. When the figure of the Demon King became as small as my fingernail, I turned my back and scampered away. I nearly shoved my face into the floor over and over again because of my legs that had not yet recovered, but the will to live held me tight. A round of applause for this vitality which was as tough as a cockroach!
(uhh, you know because they say cockroaches have been around since the time of dinosaurs XD and have not yet gone extinct)
The bloodstains scattered on the floor became invisible, and the empty, ownerless houses came into view.
“Where should I go?”
It was then that I began to wonder about my condition. In contrast to the latest knee-length training pants with a comfortable rubber band and a t-shirt that I was wearing, I was wearing a chestnut-colored dress with a nice tight waist. I searched through the dark gray vest that was over it. Luckily the pockets were thin and there was nothing. When I took it out, there was a scruffy letter inside.
“Bern, Haldun Road 17B Holden. To Miss Erina Holden”
Of course, surprisingly, the address was written on it. Let’s go here first. But how can I read the text here? It was the first time I saw the letters, but reading them out in my head was as easy as breathing. It’s like I become a character in a book. Haha.
Finding a house was easy. I was nervous at first because I have a bad sense of direction, but fortunately, the village was not large, so there were few roads forking, and there were no difficulties because the addresses were well written between the houses. The pleasant smell of mold assaulted me as I pushed through the rustic wooden door. Could I have possessed the daughter of a commoner merchant who will become a huge wealthy person? No matter who looked at it, the wretched poverty was staining the whole house.
I cringed at the eerie feeling that permeated through the house as if a ghost would pop out. If it wasn’t for the bright sun today, I might have dared to give up on entering. I heard nothing except for the rustling sound of my footsteps moving on the floor. As I wandered through the living room, I opened the door and found a room with an old bed, a wardrobe, and a desk with a dark auburn floor on the ground. When I carefully opened the closet door, there were rows of clothes made of fabric similar to the one I was wearing.
“Looks like this is the owner’s room.”
I took off my clothes filled with dust and blood and threw them in the corner. Afterwards, I changed into a navy blue dress with buttons on the neckline that looked easy to wear. Then, after scouring the desk a little, I found a map rolled up on parchment along with several books.
“Great.”
I hurriedly unfolded it and took a closer look. ‘Haldun Road’ was marked with a red pen, and short words were written here and there on the map. Such as
“Contana. You can burn to death in the summer of the four seasons of summer X.”
That is useful? Perhaps the original owner of this body had plans to leave this village and travel elsewhere. The letter I saw earlier also played a part as evidence to support my expectations. It was a letter from a man (presumed to be) named ‘Theron’, boasting about the town he lived in and telling her to come and play. In other words, he looks like a pen pal.
…Thanks to this, I was able to acquire information about this area at least briefly. First of all, I had to find a place to protect this body, so I looked closely at the map. Oh, of course, this village where more than 100 people died in an instant is out of the question. Then, suddenly, there was a place that caught my eye….
“Se-ja-in – sezaine. Countryside within countryside, there is no information. If you go, you will be a farmer there. X”
It’s a countryside within the countryside… I’d rather choose a place like that. Even if I went to the bustling capital city for no reason, it is better to be able to think calmly in a quiet countryside with less crime than to become a noble slave for an identity check. And isn’t there such a thing as rural kindness? Hurriedly, I roughly decided on the target and rolled up the map. Erina was a girl who dreamed of breaking away, so she had a backpack that was perfect to take with me. I put the map in, packed a few clothes and a little bit of food, and left the house.
In this eerie town, I thought I had to get out before the sun went down, so I had to act. I picked up her backpack and hurried my steps to open the door.
“Kyaaaaaaak-!”
As soon as I opened the door, I fell to the floor, screaming at the shape of the person who appeared. What, what a surprise, are you already a ghost? Humanly… no, ghostly, show up after 12pm!
But what was before me was more than a ghost.
The Demon King.
“How do you…”
The Demon King bowed to me, who was surprised and didn’t even think to get up. Flinch– I closed my eyes tightly. Then, the soft and strong force wrapped around my wrist suddenly lifted my body, and I suddenly came to stand in front of him.
“Are you okay?”
“…”
I doubted my ears at his worried question. Are you worried about me now? Hey.
When I blinked and there was no answer, the Demon King’s eyebrows went down pitifully. Then, he turned my body around and looked to see if there were any injuries. Oh my, that’s my butt, can you not touch it?
I felt like he was gently stroking my butt on purpose, so I slapped the back of his hand without realizing it. The startled Demon King hastily removed his hand. I couldn’t understand this situation of being sexually harassed all of a sudden.
“…”
What’s with that naive expression of not knowing anything? Are you teasing me?
The face of the Demon King still remained innocent. I don’t know exactly what happened, but one thing is for sure, the Demon King in front of me, whose token disappeared is very different from the Demon King who was aiming for my life with the cruel eyes of last night.
If it’s a chance, it’s a chance…..
I gave up on thinking and walked out of the house past the Demon King.
As always, the Demon King followed me. Like a duckling who mistakenly thinks that the first person he sees is his mother.
The sun went down over the sunset.
Gasp-gasp-
Unfortunately, the physical strength of the body owner was so weak that it was no different from my original body. After walking down for a few hours, I choked on my breath and almost died.
I put my hand on my knees and was breathing heavily, the Demon King stood next to me and looked down at me. Whoa, he doesn’t give up. So persistent. My God.
“That’s why I said I’d give you a ride…….”
I had become nervous due to exhaustion. Without looking at the demon king, I stretched out my hand. Then carry me on your back. Because it seems like I’m going to die.
The Demon King sat down on one knee with his back turned in front of me. I collapsed on his back.
Forgetfulness is said to be the greatest blessing from God. I don’t know if this blessing will be medicine or poison, but for now I was quite comfortable with forgetting. Just a few hours ago, I had been screaming frighteningly, but it was nowhere to be seen now, and I was moving very comfortably with my body completely entrusted to the Demon King.
His wide back was satisfactory. He should’ve carried me from the beginning.
The Demon King could not remember anything, as if his head had changed due to the sudden evaporation of magical power. Memory loss, thank you!
Even though I shouted and yelled at him not to come, he followed after me. After hours of fighting, I was about to give up.
Looking back, when I came to my senses, the situation of the Demon King who could not remember anything was similar to mine, and I felt a little sorry for him.
And now, isn’t he also serving as a taxi? “Good things are good,” I thought to myself. His magic has run out, so what am I going to do?
After rationalizating my thought process, I leaned my cheek on the comfortable back and fell asleep.