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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 78: Hua Ran (4)

Chapter 78: Hua Ran (4)

『Ahh,​‍ my daughter. My‍‌ daughter… Finally… You⁠ finally woke up.』​‌​

When‍⁠‌ she first opened⁠‌ her eyes, what⁠‌ Hua witnessed first​​‌ was her ‘master’​‍ tearing up while‌⁠⁠ looking at her.​‌

Kang‍ Yu called her⁠ his daughter, and​ called her Ran.​​ The newly born‌ jiangshi thought that​‍ was the name⁠⁠⁠ given to her.‍​

『Dad?』​​

Even​⁠​ though she just‍⁠ repeated that word‌ like a parrot‍‍‍ without knowing the‍‌‍ meaning of it,​⁠ her master was​‍‌ incredibly happy and‌‌​ gave her a tight hug.

That​​ was probably the⁠⁠⁠ moment when Hua​ realized that she​‌​ had to act‌‍ like Ran.

She‌‌​ had a feeling‌‍ that her ‘dad’‍‍​ would throw her​ away after noticing‍‍‍ that she was⁠‍ different. She was⁠​ scared that he​ would try to⁠‍ retrieve Ran, and‌ because she imagined​⁠ a future without‍ the ability to‍ control her body,⁠​ Hua had to⁠ act like Ran.‌

What​⁠‍ was fortunate was‌⁠​ that the memories‍‍‌ of the original⁠⁠‌ body slowly started‌‍ to come back‍⁠ to her.

Although⁠ imperfect, she managed‌​ to act like‌ Ran and just​‍⁠ like that, she​⁠ stole Ran’s family‍‌ and her life.⁠‌

『Oh,​‍‍ Ran! Are you​‍⁠ well now?』

『Oh‌​​ my! Ran? Are​‌ you with your‍⁠ dad again?』

Living⁠‌ as Ran was‍⁠‌ a sweet experience.‍ She was the​‍‌ beloved daughter of​​‍ the renowned Kang‌​ family, and the‍‍ health of the⁠ unfortunate girl who‌​‍ couldn’t even leave‍ the house due‍ to her illness​‌‌ until 14 years‍​‌ of age was‌​ something the entire‌‌ city was interested‍ in.

But⁠⁠ Hua knew that‌ they were happy‌‌ and glad for​⁠‌ the recovery of⁠⁠ Ran, and not‌⁠ herself.

That‌‍‌ deceitful life crumbled⁠ down to pieces⁠⁠‍ due to a small catalyst.

『You…​‌ are not my​‍ daughter.』

………‍⁠⁠

……‍‍

『How​ could a jiangshi⁠ deal with a Grade 1 youkai[mfn]Youkai​‍⁠ = Monster; Japanese⁠⁠⁠ term. They’re using​ a term that’s​ different from demonic‌ beast.[/mfn] this easily?!』‍‌⁠

The‍​​ first time she‍⁠ saw blood was‍‍ when she had‍​ to save the‌‌ city from a sea monster that​‍ suddenly attacked the​‍‍ city. Because of‍⁠‍ the request of‌ the castle lord,‍⁠ her ‘dad’ had​‍ to order her​‍​ to kill the‌ monster and after‍‍ that, she was‌ visited by her‌⁠ ‘dad’s’ brother who⁠⁠ came to ‘heal’‌‌‌ her.

Caressing‌​ her head, he​ said with a content look on‍‌‍ his face.

『Hua.‌ Well done.』

The‌⁠ name, ‘Hua’ was​ also the one⁠ he gave her.⁠​​ His scorching gaze⁠ of greed pervaded⁠ into her body.‌⁠

That‌​ was the first​‍ time she realized‍‍‍ she could be⁠⁠ ‘useful’. Added to​ that was the​ neglect of his‌ ‘dad’ who realized​ she wasn’t his​‌‍ daughter.

Her‌⁠ massacre began. The⁠​ castle lord, the​ imperial family and⁠​‍ the sages gave⁠​​ her requests. Demonic‌‍⁠ beasts, demonic spirits​⁠⁠ and… humans. Regardless​ of the opponent,​​ she killed as‍ they wanted and‍​‍ as they commanded.‍

That​‍‌ was how the‍ Heavenly Yaksha was‌⁠​ born.

****⁠

– Zaaaah!

A heavy rain was‍​ pouring down on​ the forest. Sitting‍ next to the⁠‍‍ large and heavy‌‍ raindrops falling endlessly,‍ there was nothing​ to do but​⁠⁠ reminisce in one’s​​‌ memories.

However,‍‍ Hua Ran was‍‌ not fond of‍‌‌ meditations like this.‌‌ Closing her eyes,‍‍ she couldn’t help⁠‌​ but think back‌‍ to what happened‌ on that day.⁠

Looking‌⁠‌ back, it had‍​ also been raining​‍ heavily that day.‌⁠‌

When​ she came to​‍⁠ her senses, she⁠ was standing on​‌ a scorched ground.‌ The smell of‌‌‌ sulfur was mixed⁠‌ in with the‍ odor of corpses…⁠‍​ the once-gigantic buildings​‍‌ were in rubble,⁠⁠ and the sky‌ seemed so touched‌ by the soaring‍⁠​ walls of flames​ that it sent‌ out heavy rains⁠ in return.

She‌​ was the only⁠ one alive in‍​‌ that place.

Blankly‌ walking forward while‌ looking for her⁠‍ disconnected memories, all‌ she could see‌​⁠ were people that​ were now in​⁠ ashes.

‘What⁠​​ happened to them?’​ was not a question; it was‌ probably her that⁠⁠ did it.

『Hua.⁠⁠ Kill all the‍ humans of this‌ land. There should‌‍⁠ not be anything⁠ living left behind‌⁠‍ in this place.』‍‌

The‌​​ last memory she​⁠​ had was the‍​ command of her​​ ‘master’.

Her​ jumbled-up memories were​ confusing her mind⁠ so Hua Ran⁠‍ decided to stop⁠ thinking ‘as always’.⁠ Ever since the‍ talismans attached to‌‍‌ her chains had‍‍ been burned down,‌ the memories of‌ the past constantly‌​‍ started to creep⁠ back up.

『Hua,​‍⁠ just where is‍‍‌ my daughter?』

『It’s‍‌ my body! Give⁠ it back!』

『You’re‌ not Ran. You’re⁠‌ just a monster​​‌ that stole her‍‍‌ body!』

‘No…’⁠‌

This‍ body is mine.​‌​ She wanted to‍⁠ argue that this‌‍​ was her body‌‌ that she acquired​ after getting rid⁠⁠‌ of the weaker‌⁠​ self.

『It​‌ is clearly not‌‍ yours. Don’t you​⁠​ know that yourself?』‍⁠

Yes.​‍‍ She knew that​ better than anyone⁠‍ else.

Hua⁠⁠ and Ran.

The​​⁠ two were completely⁠ different beings. In‍⁠​ fact, one of‍ them wasn’t even​​​ a human. The‌​ innate nature of​‌⁠ Hua was that‌ of a demonic⁠​ beast – she⁠⁠ was an evil​⁠ being that was​​ pushed into a dying human; an‍‌ uninvited guest that‍ entered the body.​‌

A body with two⁠⁠⁠ souls. She had‌⁠‍ read countless similar​ stories where two​ souls fought for‍​ the body and‍​‍ every time, she‌​​ was closer to⁠​⁠ the one that​​​ always had to‌⁠ lose.

Those⁠‍‌ were the common‌‍ plotlines of didactic⁠‌⁠ novels where the​‍⁠ evil got defeated​‌ and eradicated by⁠​ the good. Despite‍⁠ knowing that it​⁠ would always be⁠ the same conclusion,‌ she looked for‌‌ similar stories without​ an end;

While⁠⁠‌ hoping, that there​⁠⁠ could be a story out there​‌‌ where the evil‍‍ triumphed over the‌⁠ good.

However,​ whenever she found​ those stories and⁠​‌ read their conclusions,‌‌⁠ she was made​ to constantly doubt⁠​​ her existence and​‌⁠ reject her own‌⁠‍ self.

They⁠⁠⁠ made her think⁠ that her existence‍‌ itself as an⁠​ uninvited guest might⁠⁠ truly be a wicked thing.

“Let’s‌⁠ see. It’s a bit dark. We‍⁠‌ can’t make it⁠‍ too strong though,⁠⁠​ so…”

『 ᛊ 』 — Sowilo

A rune letter was​​​ carved into the‍ insides of the⁠ old tree. He‌‍ reduced the mana​ usage so much​ that it was‍​⁠ too feeble to‌‍ be that of‍‍​ the sun.

But‌‌ even that was⁠ enough to light​‌‍ up the tree.‌‍ After lighting the⁠ surroundings up, Korin‍ started looking around‍ the hole.

“Nice.‍​⁠ There’s one here.”⁠​⁠

After‍⁠ seemingly finding something,‍ he picked it⁠ up and handed⁠‌‌ it over to​⁠ her.

“Here​ you go, Hua⁠ Ran.”

“…What’s‌​‌ this.”

“It’s⁠​ a beehive. Owlbears​ tend to steal​ beehives and store⁠ them in their‌ nests.”

He​​​ handed her a small beehive with‍​ abundant honey as​‍ Hua Ran bewilderedly‍ received it from‌‌​ him with a shiver.

The‌ wood of a peach tree that⁠⁠ she was made‍‍⁠ to swallow by‌​ Kang Ryun was‍ still harassing her‌⁠ body, to the‌​ point that she​‌ even dropped the‍ beehive immediately after‌​ receiving it.

“You⁠ look even worse‌ than I expected.”​

“Don’t‍‍‌ worry. This much…‍‍‌ is nothing.”

Hua‍ Ran – the‌ Heavenly Yaksha – was strong.

Compared‌​‍ to Ran who‍‍ was nothing but​‌ a weak feeble⁠​‍ girl, she was‍‌‍ incomparably stronger. That⁠ was the only‌‍ merit she had;​ it was her‍ pride and the​ only thing that⁠‌‍ allowed her to⁠ keep her sense⁠⁠ of self.

There​‌ was no way‍⁠ she could possibly‌ admit her weakness,​​‌ even though it‌ was already very‌‍‍ clear that her‌‍‌ strength had crumbled⁠‌ down to pieces.​​

If‌ she didn’t even‌ have this, then‍⁠​ Hua wouldn’t have‍ the right to​ control Ran’s body​⁠ – that was‍​ what she was​ thinking.

“Stop⁠⁠ pretending to be​‌⁠ strong. In times⁠‌ like this, you’re‍‌​ just supposed to‍‌‍ say thanks and‍​⁠ accept what you⁠‌ get.”

Korin​‌⁠ slowly pushed away⁠ the beehive she‌‍ dropped and brought​‌​ a new one‌‍ to her mouth.​⁠​ She had enough​ power to lick‍‍‌ the beehive in​‌‌ her mouth but⁠⁠‌ instead of licking,‍​⁠ she munched through‍ the beehive while⁠​ blankly gazing at‍ him.

While⁠⁠⁠ receiving that quiet⁠​ and incomprehensible gaze,‍ Korin thought about‍‌​ his two close⁠​‍ friends.

Despite⁠ their individual unique‍ characteristics, both Marie​‌‍ and Alicia had‍ honest expressions and‍​ gazes. They were‌ very expressive about‌‌‌ their honest emotions‍⁠⁠ but compared to‌​ them, most of‍​‍ Hua Ran’s gazes⁠‍‍ were indifferent without​ any hint of‍ emotion.

Her‍⁠​ eyes rarely ever‍‍ reflected any intense‍⁠ emotion.

“What‌⁠​ is your objective…?”⁠⁠⁠

She‌‍⁠ barely forced those‍‍ words out with‍⁠‌ a sunken voice.‌⁠ Even that didn’t‍​‌ contain any emotions​⁠ but Korin noticed‍⁠‍ that she was⁠​ fairly serious about‌⁠ this question.

Plus,​ he also realized‌​ that the girl‍ was still shivering‍ so…

– Flop!

He‌ took out a blanket and cast⁠ it over her.⁠‌‍ It was something​⁠⁠ he had prepared​⁠​ beforehand because he‌‍ was expecting to‌‌ spend the night​​ outside.

“I⁠‌‌ don’t need…”

“Ehey!‍ Just take it.‍‌​ Or we can‌​‌ do what they⁠⁠ do in those​⁠ books and hug‌ each other naked.⁠ That will be‌​‌ more effective,”

‘But‍‍ you don’t want⁠‍ that, right?’ He​ added, forcing her​⁠‌ to make a choice between those‌ two options.

Hua‌‌ Ran thought about⁠ hugging the boy​‌ naked throughout the‌‌ night compared to​ just using the‌‌​ blanket.

She‌‍‍ didn’t like either‌‍​ of the options,‌⁠⁠ but had to​‌​ go with the‍‍‌ option that was​‌⁠ at least a little bit better⁠ than the alternative.⁠‍

Hua⁠ Ran just couldn’t⁠‍ guess what he‌ was thinking.

Being‌‍ unable to read​‌​ Korin’s intention made​ her very confused,⁠‌​ because everyone that⁠‌​ she had met​ until now had‌ been wanting something‌​ from her.

A lost daughter;

A healthier cousin;

A weapon that can⁠ destroy everything.

She​ could instinctively tell‍ that this boy‍‌ also wanted something‌‌ from her but‌‍ she had no‌​ idea what that‌‌ exactly was.

“Do‍ you want… something‌ from me?”

It​‍ wouldn’t be anything⁠​ like a close⁠‌ relationship; that was‍ something that was⁠‌ only permitted to‍⁠⁠ Ran. The only‌ value Hua had‌‍‍ was in her‍‍⁠ strength as a Yaksha – an⁠​⁠ unbreakable body that⁠‍ could crush through‍ everything.

If‌ that was what⁠⁠‌ he was after,⁠ she could somewhat⁠ understand his actions.​‍

“Do⁠ you remember what‍‍ I said before?”‌‍‌

While‌‍‍ taking the blanket‍ that was about‌‌ to fall and‍​​ bringing it all​‍‍ the way to⁠‍⁠ her neck, he​​⁠ opened his mouth.​

“When​​ do you think⁠​ was the start‌⁠‌ of civilization?”

“Don’t⁠⁠ bother if you’re​‍‌ going to talk‌ riddles.”

Even​⁠‌ though she remembered⁠⁠⁠ his words, she‍ didn’t reply back.​‌ It was because​​ she was certain‍‌ that his statement‌​‍ about the traces​ of another ‘person’​⁠ waiting until the⁠⁠ ‘person’ with broken​​​ legs healed back​ up, was a story that did⁠ not apply to‍ herself.

“It’s​⁠​ nothing. It’s just‌ normal to help‍⁠ when things are‍ rough.”

“That’s⁠ how it is​‍​ for human civilization.‌​ That has nothing​‌‍ to do with​‌ a monster like​‍ me.”

“A‌​ monster shivering from​​ the cold, huh?⁠ So scary.”

“Stop‌‌⁠ making jokes and⁠⁠ be honest. What​ do you want‌ from me?”

Her⁠‌ quiet gaze even​⁠‍ contained a touch⁠‌​ of killing intent.‍ Those scorching ruby-colored‍ eyes did not⁠​⁠ permit any lies.‍

There‌​ was no way‍ that he didn’t‌​‍ want anything from‌ her; there was​‍ nothing more devious​​⁠ than the thoughts‍​​ of a human‍ who claimed they‌‌⁠ were helping a monster out of‌‍‌ goodwill.

On​ the receiving end‍‌ of that gaze,⁠ instead of being‍ scared by them,‌⁠‌ Korin found her‍​ pitiful.

Her‌‍ voice was cold,​‍ and she was‍​​ in self-denial. She​⁠⁠ was heart-chillingly certain‍‍‍ that she was⁠‌ a monster that​​‍ would never receive‌‍​ any love.

Because‍ Korin knew of‍⁠ the story of​‌ Hua Ran, the‌ Heavenly Yaksha, and​‌ her background… he​‍ couldn’t help but‍⁠‌ pity her. If⁠​‍ she was a brazen monster that‍‌ shamelessly shouted ‘survival⁠ of the fittest’‌​ after taking over‌ another person’s body,​​ would her life⁠ have been a lot easier?

Such‌‍ a future would​⁠ never come because​ Hua wasn’t a piece of garbage​‍ like that.

“Do​​‌ you remember the‍ first time we​ met?”

The⁠‌⁠ conjoinment of two‌ souls inside Korin‍⁠​ Lork – after⁠‌‌ seeing through that,‍​ Hua Ran had‌⁠ said something to‌‌ him, who was‍⁠ in a similar​⁠ condition to herself.⁠‍

“You⁠​​ said I was⁠‍‌ not the owner⁠​ of this body.‍​⁠ And that I’m‍ a thief and⁠​​ a robber with‍‌ no right over‍​ it.”

The‍‍ origin of her⁠​ harsh criticism back⁠⁠ then was quite​​⁠ simple if you‍​ were to link‌⁠‍ it back to‌ her agony. It​‌ was as clear​​‌ as day that​‍‌ the target of​​‍ her criticism was​ herself, and not‍‍⁠ Korin Lork.

“My‍​ reply stays the⁠⁠‌ same.”

There​ is no sin⁠ in being born.‌

Hua​‍ Ran still remembered​ that reply, but⁠ there was something⁠​​ she wasn’t expecting.⁠​

Rather‍⁠ than an insincere⁠​ remark given to‌‍ obtain her favor,​⁠‌ she realized from​ his firm and‍‌​ stubborn gaze that‌‍⁠ it was a serious reply he​⁠⁠ was giving to‌‍⁠ her question.

“That’s⁠⁠ irresponsible,” she said.‌‍

“Huh?”‌

“That​⁠ is very irresponsible.⁠ Even Josephine and‍​‌ the Chairman know‌⁠​ just how dangerous​ it is to‍‌‌ free a monster‌ using those ambiguous​⁠⁠ words.”

It‌ was rare for‍ her to talk‍⁠ this much. As‍ if she was​​‌ throwing her complaints‌​⁠ and her distress‍​⁠ at the world,‍​ she lamented while​‌⁠ looking at the‍‍⁠ boy with condemnation.‍‍

“Does​⁠​ a monster become‌⁠ less of a monster if you‍⁠‌ just talk big⁠‌‍ like that? Does‍ the world change?”‍​⁠

“It’s‍​ true that I am trying to‍⁠⁠ do this stuff​ to save the​⁠⁠ world but… that’s⁠ a secondary thing.”‍‌

“What?”⁠

“I’m⁠ simply trying not⁠‌⁠ to ignore the​​‌ things that are‍‌ just there in⁠ front of me.‌‍‍ People with predestined‍⁠‍ misfortune; because I am the only‍ player there is⁠‍​ for them.”

“…What‌​ does that even‌ mean?”

“If​​⁠ I try a bit harder, they⁠‍ can survive, and‌ they’ll die if‌​‌ I give up.‌ In that case…‍⁠ why not try‍‌ a little bit‌​⁠ more?”

– I’m a bit​ of a romanticist,​⁠‌ you see.

“More⁠​‍ importantly, I’m the‌​‍ only one you‌‌ have next to‍ you right now.‍ That’s why I have to do‍‍‍ it. Let me‌​‍ help you. I can carry you⁠‌ around and feed​ you until your‌​ broken leg heals‌ back up.”

His‌​ words with a grin were just‌ things she couldn’t​ understand. However, she⁠‌‍ could still tell‍⁠​ the sincerity behind‌‌ his words, which‌‍ was why her⁠‌ heart stung a little in pain.​⁠‍

“You,⁠‌ you…”

Despite​⁠⁠ feeling the necessity⁠​⁠ to say something,‌‍ Hua Ran did⁠ not know what⁠‌‍ she was supposed‌ to say.

She​​ couldn’t understand the⁠​ boy in front‍‍​ of her nor‌⁠ the situation at​ hand, so much​ so that she⁠ didn’t even know⁠ the face she​ was making. There‍ was probably no‌​​ way for her⁠‌⁠ to tell just⁠‍‌ how foolish of‍‌ an expression she​‍​ had on her‌ face.

“I…​‍ am scared.”

Her‌ following words were‍​ her honest thoughts‍ that Hua Ran​⁠ unintentionally slipped against​‌⁠ her will.

The‍ scariest thing for‌‍ the world’s strongest‌ three-year-old child, who​‍​ was indifferent to‍⁠⁠ most of the‌ things in the‍ world, was that‌‍‍ one day she​ had to give‍ back the thing​⁠‌ that was never⁠‍ her’s.

“This…‌​‍ is not my​‌‍ body. This is‍⁠ Ran’s, and not‌​ Hua’s. It was‍​‍ never mine; and⁠​‌ everyone says I must give it⁠⁠ back to her.”⁠‌

Ran’s‍​‍ beloved family;

The‍​​ enemies that hate‌ Hua;

Just​‌​ like the protagonists‍ of many stories‍‍ that talked about⁠ two souls;

The⁠‍ soul of a demonic beast had​⁠ entered the body‍ of a sick‍‍ child. There was​​ no need to‍​​ even bother asking​ others on who‌ the illegal trespasser⁠ was.

“I​ need to return‍‌ it. I know‌ that, but if‍​ I give it‍⁠​ back… what would‌‌ happen to me?”‍‌

Her‌ ‘master’ was the‌⁠‌ only one who​⁠​ said she didn’t‍ need to.

Would‌ this boy say‍ the same thing?‍‍ That it was​ okay for her‍‍ to live? Would​ he say it​​⁠ was okay for‍ her to take‍ over this body?‍⁠‌ Wouldn’t he say⁠⁠ that though since‍‌‌ he said he​​ would help her?‍

“Tell‌ me. Do I have to give⁠⁠​ it back?”

“You‍ do need to‍‍ give it back.”⁠‌

Her‌ eyes widened into‌‌⁠ circles, before rapidly⁠‌ sinking back down.​

It⁠ was such an⁠‌ honest and reflexive‍⁠ response. It was‌ so evident that​‌⁠ that was what‌‌ he wholeheartedly believed​ in, so even‍‍‍ though it made​ her feel unpleasant,‌ she understood his​ point because that​⁠‍ was the right‌‍‍ solution.

In​‌‌ the end, even​‌‌ he was choosing⁠⁠ Ran.

Feeling‌‍ like she had‍‍‌ lost her one‌​ and only ally,‍ her heart felt⁠ stifled.

“I⁠‍ see. Even you…”​⁠​

“Don’t‍ think it’ll be⁠‍‌ over with you​‍ giving it back​⁠​ to her. Things⁠⁠ might not work‌⁠⁠ out immediately but‌ it might actually‍⁠ be resolved in​​ the blink of‍‌⁠ an eye. You​​​ can wait and⁠​⁠ see through the⁠ result of your⁠⁠​ decision.”

“What​ do you…”

“Remember​‍‍ the story about⁠ Hulk… I mean,‍‌ the smart green‍‍ man? There is‍⁠ the possibility of‍ mutual acknowledgement and⁠​ cohabitation. There are​ instances like mine‍⁠⁠ as well, right?”​

“…”‍

“Besides,​​⁠ you are a bit overly frightened​ by it as‍‍ well. Your mindset⁠ of, ‘Ran is​ going to steal‍ this body away​⁠​ from me, but‌​ no; it’s mine!’⁠ is wrong. Of​​ course, it’s right⁠‌​ to be scared‌ because Hua and⁠‌ Ran are different⁠ beings. But you⁠‍​ have no choice‌⁠ but to plead​​​ and constantly beg​‍ for her cooperation.‌⁠​ Tell her, ‘Hey​​‍ boss. I can⁠⁠ pay the deposit‍ and the rent​‌⁠ so what’s wrong⁠‍‍ with living together,‌ ey~?’ and that⁠​⁠ might increase the‍​ likelihood by a little, right?”

Nonsense.⁠‍ Cheap logic.

That‌ was nothing but​ an overly optimistic⁠‍ view of the‍‌ future, and there‍​ was no way‍‌⁠ words would be​⁠‍ enough to settle‌‍​ this relationship.

Thinking​‌ that, Hua Ran​​ raised a rebuttal.​

“A‌​ conversation… is meant​‍ to be between​​‌ people. You… know​‌‍ about my origin‍‍‍ as well.”

“Is​‌ that important?”

“What?”⁠​

“The​​ things that decide‍‌‍ who we are⁠‍ are our choices​ and our actions.‌‍ Your origin isn’t‌ that important.”

Your​ origin as a demonic beast is‍​ not that important;⁠‌⁠ your choice is‌⁠‍ what matters.

“There‍ are plenty of⁠‌ people in the​ world that do‌‌‌ worse things than‌​‍ demonic beasts. Some‌⁠⁠ wicked people even⁠​‌ pretend like heroes​ while massacring people⁠ in the back.⁠‍‌ What’s always important‌‍⁠ is your choice.”​

He​‍ could say that‌ because he had‌​ suffered from that‌‍⁠ exact experience.

Hua​‌ Ran, and the⁠​ boy who was‍‌ believed to be​‌ a hero. Looking‌‍ at the two⁠ of them, Korin⁠⁠ Lork could say⁠‍​ without any hesitation‌ that the boy‌‍​ who was acting‌ as the hero‌⁠​ was the real‌⁠ ‘monster’ among the​⁠ two.

“You‍⁠⁠ haven’t made any‌⁠ choice yet. I can help you⁠ until you make⁠​​ a decision.”

Hua​​ Ran wanted to‍ shout out loud‍⁠ that he was‌ wrong, and that‍​ everything he said⁠ was but a delusion.

He⁠​ was just ignorant⁠ and thus kind​ enough to reach⁠⁠ out to the‌ wounded monster who​⁠⁠ happened to be‌⁠⁠ put in a seemingly pitiful state.‌

But…​‌

I cannot concede this‍‍​ body to Ran.‌

That⁠ was her intention‍‌ from the start⁠‌‌ because she was⁠ frightened of the‌‍ future that was‌​ waiting for her⁠‌ if she were⁠​​ to pull herself⁠ back by even‌​ a little. Despite⁠‍ that, she couldn’t⁠‍‌ be honest about⁠ it to the​​​ boy.

Because‍⁠ she knew that‍‍ the one-and-only hand⁠​‌ that was being‌⁠‍ reached out to⁠‌‌ her would also⁠⁠⁠ vanish the moment‌ she said that.‌⁠

…Her‍ heart ached in​‌​ pain.

She​​ couldn’t accept nor‌​‌ reject the hand‍⁠⁠ in front of‍⁠‌ her.

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