For the Young Villain’s Happy Ending - Chapter 136

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Chapter 136

“…!”

The scene before my eyes shifted in an instant.
I stood in a grassland beneath clear skies. A solitary cottage appeared in the distance. Before me stood a middle-aged man wielding a wooden sword. He spoke to me.

“Are you already exhausted? How unlike your age.”
“…Who…are you…?”

The unfamiliar man’s gentle demeanor confused me. I opened my mouth to ask his identity, then closed it. This was not my voice.
I lowered my head in alarm.
A child’s small hands gripped the wooden sword. The athletic shirt and pants suggested training attire. Based on the size of the feet and hands, I appeared to be around eight years old. Red hair entered my bewildered vision.
…Another body?

‘This cannot be.’

A terrible feeling washed over me.
I could not leave him alone again. I had to return. Never a second time….

“…I have to…go back….”
“Go back? Do you wish to return home?”

I had no mind to answer.

“How strange. Really peculiar. Look at me, child.”

The man approached with a puzzled expression, startled by the child’s pallid complexion. He grasped both shoulders and shook gently.

“Kin! Snap out of it!”

At that voice, I looked toward the man.
Just now….

“What…did you…say…?”
“I said snap out of it. You’ve been napping so much lately. Did you lose your meat in a dream? Hmm? Kin?”
“….”

Raina Hart’s pupils trembled.
Kin. Why would he speak the name of my second disciple, who had died so pitifully?
That was when it happened.

「Unexpected days unfolded before me.
Ando Hwa found joy in living as Kin.」

A translucent window materialized before my eyes.

‘What… is… this?’

Raina Hart hunched forward, a wave of nausea rising within her.

“Ugh…”
“Kin! Are you feeling unwell?!”

The confusion was so overwhelming it brought her to the brink of retching, yet it lasted only a moment.
The sequence of events leading to this instant crystallized vividly in her mind.

「At nine years old, Kin sparred with her father every single day.
Perhaps it was time to stop letting him win.
With that thought, Kin spoke to her father.」

The window’s contents shifted, unfolding the present moment like prose from a novel.
Raina Hart grasped the man’s arm with trembling hands.

“Father.”
「”Father.”」

Raina Hart’s words spilled forth faster than the dialogue appearing in the window.
Raina Hart understood.

“Today… I think I will win.”
「”Today I think I will win.”」

These were my memories—the ones that had possessed Kin.

***

To ordinary people, it was a span of less than a century.
To Ando Hwa, it was a story from an age so distant that even memory could not reach it. Ando Hwa possessed extraordinary talent with the blade.

“Do you know of Ando Hwa, the Hunter from Korea?”
“What a foolish question. Is there anyone who doesn’t know the world’s number one ranked Hunter?”
“Do you know Ando Hwa?”

With that talent, I reached the pinnacle of the world. A life that was long if one measured it that way, or short if another—I lost family, gained comrades, and saved the world. Though regrets existed, I closed my eyes believing it had been a life of reasonable satisfaction.

[Conditions fulfilled.]
[Unique Skill ‘■■(L)’ has been unlocked.]

An alarm rang out loudly. Since awakening as a Hunter, I had possessed one Legend-grade skill. Despite countless attempts, it had never unlocked—my comrades joked that it was merely a “mirage(L)”.

[‘Regression(L)’ activates.]

“Our daughter was born! She was born!”

A second life. My parents’ voices, heard for the first time in decades.
I thought a miracle had occurred.
I had protected my family, saved the world, and—

“How foolish. You should have just left me behind.”
“Stop.”
“Why…! Because of me, even the Guild Master…! *cough*.”
“Don’t… speak. You’re… bleeding…”
“If I don’t speak, *gasp*, will it stop? My abdomen is pierced, so… the blood flows. How foolish…”
“…”
“…That’s why… I respected… you…”

I died alongside my comrade.

[Conditions fulfilled.]
[‘Regression(L)’ activates.]

…
Endless regression. With a Legend-grade skill, perhaps there were no limits to its uses—I died and returned to life repeatedly.

I chose to regard it as a blessing.
Because I could foresee the future, I believed I could protect all those dear to me. So this hamster-wheel existence was something I, as one who possessed this skill, had to bear.

My fifty-second life.
At last, Ando Hwa had protected her family, protected her comrades, and saved the world.
Now I could finally close my eyes.

[Condition fulfilled.]
[Regression (L) activates.]

‘Hah… hah…’

It was a curse.
The same people, the same circumstances, a future that deviated little from experience.
And….

“Hwa, don’t cry… huh?”
“I’m finally repaying the debt of life I owe to the Guild Master. Thank you for everything until now.”
“Ando Hwa, Hunter! The dungeon break is…!”

Someone’s death occurring in every life.
From some point onward, even that had become numb to me. Because that was the only way to endure this endless nightmare. For Ando Hwa, life was becoming meaningless.

‘How much longer must I repeat this life?’

When the number of regressions exceeded four digits, the grade of Ando Hwa’s soul surpassed that of a lower-tier god. How could a human possess a soul of higher grade than a god? It was on one such day as regressions continued to repeat. The gods approached her.

[You should consider it an honor. A human has never been invited to the Assembly of Gods before.]

The Assembly of Gods.
There, Ando Hwa asked: who had cursed her? They said it was not their doing.

[Gods do not curse. We merely observe.]

They asked her if she would not become a god. Ando Hwa asked what would change.

[You will become the God of Regression. You will observe the same time above your world, just as you do now.]
“There’s nothing remarkable about that.”

She refused.
The gods raged at her defiance, but they could not touch her. The essence of her soul rivaled that of divinity itself. Beneath human skin lay something far greater—a being capable of standing as their equal in battle. Should she strike back, word would spread throughout the entire divine realm: a god defeated by a mortal. A humiliation beyond measure. The gods chose to turn away rather than fight.
As she stood alone in the assembly, one god approached her—a deity wearing human form with the eyes of a reptile.

[Ando Hwa. I agree with your words. Observation is not so noble. So I wish to make you a proposal.]
“….”
[Would you like to live as an entirely different person in my world? There are children with predetermined short lifespans. Among them, I will prepare a body for you to inhabit. We gods follow the principle of non-interference, but if you accept my proposal, I can make that exception. I too wish to witness something new.]
“…What do I gain from this proposal?”
[A blank slate.]

The god spoke.

[A life where you know nothing.]

And so Ando Hwa became Kin.

***

「Johan had been a nobleman, yet lived without distinction. He built a cottage in the mountains and made his living selling hunted game. He had one daughter, precious as treasure. At three years old, a wolf had taken her, yet by some miracle, he recovered her. Now she was nine years old.」
He had one daughter who was precious as a treasure. When she was three years old, a wolf took her away, but he miraculously got her back. Before long, his daughter had turned nine years old.

Only the faintest curiosity—perhaps something would change if I escaped this monotonous world.
Yet it proved far more enjoyable than I anticipated.
But surprisingly, it was fun.

“…Wasting my life?”
“That’s right, you little thing. From now on, Father will feed you plenty of delicious meat. How could a hunter’s daughter grow up not knowing the taste of game!”
“But Father, you’re not a hunter—you’re a nobleman.”
“Ahem, well. Just let that one pass.”」
“Ahem, well. Never mind, just let it go.”

A world I don’t know, people I don’t know.

“Why! Why won’t you do anything!”
“Are you exhausted? Even if we save them, they’ll just die again. Please, stop spouting nonsense and go. At this rate, everyone will truly perish…!”
“Are you exhausted? You think even if we save them, they’ll just die again? Please, stop talking nonsense and go. At this rate, we’re all really going to die…!”

Even I could scarcely believe it, yet living as Kin was a joy. Profoundly so.
Even I couldn’t believe it, but living as Kin was so much fun.

“I won, didn’t I? As promised, Father will prepare dinner tonight.”
“Ha ha… You grow more shameless with each passing day.”

….

Kin was a genius with the blade.
Johan was certain she would reach the rank of Sword Master.
But her gender had eclipsed that brilliant talent.
How much better it would have been if she possessed magical aptitude instead. In the Empire’s law, women could not become Knights.

Translucent windows unfolded ceaselessly before Raina Hart’s eyes—now seeing through Kin’s perspective.
Like a summary of an epic novel, the visions progressed chronologically through the crucial moments, then advanced. Sometimes the surrounding landscape shifted as it had during her first sparring match with Johan, and sometimes Raina moved directly in Kin’s form.

‘This isn’t reality. I’ve entered inside Zikhard and I’m witnessing my own past.’

Raina’s memories gradually resurfaced amid the rapidly passing text and the situations where I moved. Even the memories of Ando Hwa that had been blocked from surfacing.

‘Now I understand. What the Dragon touched within Zikhard.’

【Betuzhenia’s Garden】.
Everything aligned. The novel I had believed to be the original work was, in fact, a record of the era when I had lived as Kin in this world.

Had the god I met at the Assembly sealed that record inside Zikhard? My memories regarding that had not yet returned.

“Why? Am I inside 【Betuzhenia’s Garden】?”

The Dragon’s words came back to me.

“I am certain that I am a being of a world beyond letters. How certain are you of your own memories?”

I had never once doubted it.
That my memories of reading Betuzhenia’s Garden and seeing the comments might be fabricated.

“Go forth and see the wider world!
Following her father’s words, Kin disguised herself as a man and entered the Imperial Palace Knights as an apprentice knight.
The first thing she heard upon arriving at the Imperial Palace was talk of the Fourth Prince.

This time, the surrounding landscape had shifted.
Raina Hart began moving in Kin’s fourteen-year-old form. It was a familiar space—the Imperial Palace of the Betuzhenia Empire.
Kin, with her short red hair, wore an apprentice knight’s uniform. After training, an apprentice knight walking back to the barracks with her whispered something.

“Hey, Kin. Did you hear? One of the Imperial Princes is a complete idiot.”
“An idiot?”
“He can’t do his job properly, and even the Emperor abandoned him.”
“Really?”
“That’s what they say. Completely useless… Hey, Kin. Your face looks scary….”

Thwack. Thwack.
Raina Hart punished the one who had committed the crime of insulting the Imperial Family, then turned away. From a few experiences, she had learned that minor incidents like the punishment she had just administered didn’t require her to act according to her memories.

「Upon hearing the rumor that the prince was an idiot, Kin became intrigued.」

….

I admit it. I became intrigued.

“I’m the idiot.”

Reproaching my former self wouldn’t change the past. Raina Hart decided to accept her memories. She couldn’t even stop her feet from moving of their own accord.
After wandering for some time, my body came to a halt in a place I knew all too well.
The back garden of the Separate Palace, overgrown with moss.

….

Kevenriak Heteroven, thirteen years old, stood there, gazing at me.

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