TLed by NolepGuy
Chapter 132
Let’s think about it.
“Let go.”
“I’m letting go.”
“Then hold on.”
“Okay.”
What kind of situation is this?
The guy who said he was going home is terrified.
The Young Lady is furious.
Hm…
It seemed like something had happened while I stepped away for a moment.
I cautiously asked the Young Lady, who was glaring at Ruin with a Cold Voice, what had happened.
I was extremely curious about what he had done to make that prideful guy completely lose his composure. While I knew Ruin felt uncomfortable around the Young Lady, he was still a Crazy Bastard who rarely lost his nerve. What could have been said to make him act like this?
“Why is he acting like that?”
“He’s sulking.”
“What did you say to make him sulk?”
“Hmm…”
“Hmm…?”
“I told him he’s ugly.”
*
10 minutes earlier.
Olivia was glaring at Ruin with a Cold Voice.
Because he had Neglected her estate.
She was quite displeased that someone who was seeing Ricardo’s carefully designed estate for the first time dismissed it.
His appearance was as unattractive as dried seaweed, and Olivia didn’t like how he spoke Bad Words just because he had a mouth.
Already on edge from skipping meals, she found it particularly irritating that this guy suddenly showed up and disrespected her estate.
“Why are you Neglecting someone else’s house? Is your house made of gold?”
“…”
“Why are you picking a fight? Are you rich?”
“Ha… Why does everyone keep getting on my nerves….”
“Answer me, you ugly bastard.”
“Ha… This is ridiculous.”
“I find it even more ridiculous.”
Olivia was genuinely curious.
She wondered why the guy who started the fight was the one getting angry. Ricardo had told her that speaking kindly was a good thing, so she was trying her best to avoid using Bad Words and speak politely. But why was he picking a fight? Olivia was genuinely curious.
So she asked.
If he was crazy.
“But why are you speaking so rudely?”
“Because you’re annoying me.”
“Shouldn’t I be the one annoyed? You barged into someone else’s house and insulted it. It feels disgusting.”
“…”
“Why can’t you speak? Are you mute?”
Olivia asked Ruin with genuine curiosity, hinting that if he didn’t have a good reason, she would be very angry.
“You look ugly and then have the nerve to throw a tantrum. It makes me feel bad.”
“So what?”
“Hmm… Speak nicely. I’m the only one allowed to curse in this estate.”
“Damn it. Seriously, damn it.”
The Green-haired Person let out a long sigh and spoke to Olivia.
“I find your behavior annoying. You’re getting angry even though you’re no better. It’s f*cking absurd.”
Olivia responded to the Green-haired Person’s retort as if it were obvious. No better? If she wasn’t better, she might as well be a corpse.
“I’m pretty.”
“Damn it.”
“Ricardo said I’m pretty.”
“That’s because his eyes are messed up….”
“Ricardo isn’t wrong.”
The moment the Green-haired Person’s harsh retort reached Olivia’s ears, she responded to him with a Cold Voice.
“That’s your first warning.”
“…”
“I’ll tolerate up to three times. Ricardo said it’s good to hold back anger up to three times.”
“That Guy Ricardo… Oh, I’m so scared.”
“That’s your second warning.”
“…”
As the warnings piled up, the Green-haired Person kept his mouth shut. He seemed to be pondering what words would provoke Olivia and deal the most damage.
After finding the Correct Answer, the Green-haired Person smirked with a Sinister Smile and spoke.
“Hey.”
“Yes?”
“Honestly, it’s childish, isn’t it? What’s with the pink? Pink. Are you in kindergarten?”
“I’m pretty. Much prettier than your Hair color.”
“I thought your head was a flower garden, but your mental state is one too.”
Olivia didn’t like the Green-haired Person’s pouting lips and his muttered complaints.
Nor did she like his continuous provocative behavior.
Nor his tone that grated on her nerves.
From start to finish, she found nothing about him to her liking.
Most of all, she was furious that he was Neglecting the things Ricardo had put so much effort into creating.
Olivia was starting to get genuinely angry.
“That’s your third warning.”
“Third warning? What can you even do?”
Olivia spoke with conviction.
“I can do anything.”
“Damn it.”
The Green-haired Person.
His unattractive face.
The Academy School Uniform.
Olivia quickly racked her brain, comparing him to a certain individual in her memory, and concluded that he was the Disciple of the Tower Master.
The only flaw of the Master of the Magic Tower.
His Disciple, Ruin.
While Olivia didn’t have any remarkable memories of Ruin, she did know a few of his weaknesses that could get under his skin.
His terrible personality.
His defeat to her in the past.
His loss to Ricardo.
And.
The fact that he had no Friends.
When it came to fighting, Olivia’s mind worked quickly.
Memories she had forgotten would suddenly resurface, and her nasty habit of trying to tear people down would ignite. This was one of Olivia’s talents.
Thus, Olivia asked again with a Cold Voice.
“Are you a loser?”
“…What?”
“Loser.”
“Did you just call me a loser? Damn it, everyone’s just….”
“Why? Does it hit a nerve?”
Olivia asked Ruin with genuine curiosity.
In her faint memories, Ruin was someone who always stood out but never truly belonged.
Though he had many Friends, there weren’t many who genuinely liked him, as she remembered him as someone who lived for his own self-satisfaction.
Without the backing of a Household, and with the Magic Tower raising its Disciples with a laissez-faire approach, all he had was a bit of skill in Magic.
She recalled that his life at the Academy wasn’t particularly pleasant.
“Are you reacting because it hit a nerve?”
“…This is Filthy.”
“It’s not Filthy; it’s how it’s always been.”
“…”
“Apologize. If you apologize, I’ll let this go.”
“I can’t do that.”
“Hmm…”
Olivia hesitated as she gently touched the handles of her Wheelchair.
“If you don’t apologize, I’ll get angry.”
“Pfft. You?”
“Yes.”
“You, who can’t even move your legs?”
Ruin provoked Olivia.
He then let out a laugh filled with Neglect, mocking his Past Self for once being afraid of such a woman.
He wondered why he had ever feared a woman who couldn’t move freely or use Magic.
Recalling their Accursed Karma, Ruin looked down at Olivia with a sneer on his face.
“You… you’re a useless cripple.”
“…”
“Without Ricardo, you can’t do anything….”
“This is your last chance. Watch your words.”
“What?”
“I’m not good at holding back my anger.”
Ruin slowly extended his finger toward Olivia’s forehead.
Once, Olivia had been terrifying, but now she seemed utterly insignificant. The Devil, who once possessed overwhelming Talent and only ever scorned and belittled others, now appeared pitiful.
Ruin intended to lightly tap her forehead with his finger and laugh. That way, Olivia would understand her place.
So, he thought, let’s give it a try.
The moment his finger extended toward Olivia’s forehead with a light ‘tap.’
-Saaaah….
Ruin felt an unexplainable Frightening Killing Intent.
A violent Killing Intent, as if it would tear his Entire Body apart, began to creep up from his toes.
It was his first time experiencing this.
The feeling that his legs might give out at any moment.
Even more overwhelming and chilling than when he encountered the Archbishop of Despair at the Hamel Mountain Range, this sensation consumed Ruin’s Entire Body.
‘What is this…?’
Shaking from the unknown Killing Intent, Ruin looked at Olivia, who was sitting before him.
Olivia, who exuded no trace of Mana, simply kept her lips sealed and glared at him.
“I’ll say it one more time.”
“Gulp…”
“I’m not good at holding back my anger.”
And.
“I’m speaking nicely right now.”
He was scared.
Olivia, who seemed to be nothing, was terrifying.
Whether it was the fear born from his defeat to her in the past or the anger he harbored toward her, Ruin couldn’t tell. But one thing was clear: at this moment, Ruin was powerless.
Like staring into the Abyss, a deep, dark Fear consumed him.
Though Olivia before him had nothing and couldn’t move, the longer he looked at her, the more his heart pounded as if he were sinking into the Abyss.
-Haa… haa…
Ruin let out rough breaths.
An internal Warning Bell rang, screaming, ‘If you provoke her any further, you’ll die.’
Though he denied having any reason to be afraid, his trembling legs betrayed him.
And the moment Olivia’s lips parted.
“Die…”
“Why are you still here?”
Ricardo had arrived.
*
At the Dormitory of The Man in the snowy Academy.
In the dark night, a soft Boyish Voice could be heard. A voice too delicate and tender to belong to a man.
A Student, caught in a Nightmare, clutched his Blanket tightly as Cold Sweat dripped from his forehead.
“No… it’s really not…”
“I didn’t… mean to do that…”
“So… I told you to Run Away…”
In the depths of his Nightmare, the face of his Close Friend was painted black.
Always smiling.
The face of the Friend who shared food with him with a happy Smile was obscured by darkness.
-Hey, why are you alone again?
-…I miss Mother.
-That’s a tough request to fulfill.
-Sniff… I miss Mother… Mother…
-I miss Mother too~!! Oh, wait. That’s right. I don’t have a Mother.
It was a bittersweet Memory of his Childhood. The Boy, who had planted the dream of the sword in him, sat beside him as always, full of Hope.
In the dream, The Boy handed him a piece of Chocolate and smiled.
-Eat it by yourself.
-Aren’t you going to eat?
-No. I don’t really like Chocolate.
-Why?
-Hmm… it’s too sweet?
At that moment, a Growling Stomach Sound came from The Boy.
-Whistle~
-…
-What are you doing? Aren’t you eating?
The Boy, forcing a whistle and pretending he didn’t notice, kindly unwrapped the Chocolate and smiled.
It was an unforgettable face.
The Boy’s Smile.
The Smile he liked the most and always wanted to see. At that moment, he asked The Boy for the first time.
-What’s… your name?
-Me?
-Yeah.
-My name is…
As always, the dream ended right before the part he wanted to hear most.