I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 81

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Since Lilliana had fallen asleep while resting, Regina decided to stay the night at Emilia’s house.

 

Leopold, who didn’t want to be separated from Regina, also subtly ended up staying.

 

“She must have been startled by being in a dark place and had a seizure. She was saying strange things… I’ll explain that to you later.”

 

Emilia examined Lilliana’s blood test results alone in the night after all the guests had fallen asleep.

 

‘This is strange. Lilliana has low sensitivity to divine power.’

 

Because her divine power sensitivity was low, there were no significant changes in her body even when Emilia, her sister, poured divine power into her.

 

For such a child to recognize the demon inside Francois doesn’t make sense.

 

Only a saint with sensitive divine power would be able to detect it at once.

 

「…As you know, big sister doesn’t know much about this kind of thing. Brother would probably know something, so please tell me if there’s anything that concerns you.」

 

After writing a letter to her brother Andrea asking about the suspicious parts, it became dawn.

 

Emilia was stretching when she checked the neighboring house.

 

Francois’ house was brightly lit despite it being dawn.

 

‘How worrying. I can’t ignore it when he’s like that.’

 

It was just a few days ago that he pulled that strange stunt saying he wanted to become closer.

 

Since that day, she had decided to keep her distance for a while, but the situation had turned out like this.

 

‘Maybe I’m an idiot. Sigh.’

 

Emilia sighed and quietly headed to the neighboring house.

 

Although the entire house was sealed, thanks to an exception made recently, at least Emilia could come and go even at dawn.

 

Francois was crouched on the living room sofa with all the lights in the house turned on.

 

“Who would know that the handsome and perfect Mage Tower lord lives like this at home. Have you calmed down a bit?”

 

When Emilia plopped down next to Francois, he asked.

 

“Why did you come?”

 

“I came because I thought you’d be like this.”

 

“…I didn’t want Lilliana to find out.”

 

A complex emotion that couldn’t be explained in a few words appeared on Francois’ face.

 

“Yeah. I think I would feel the same way.”

 

“You don’t understand how I feel.”

 

“Actually, I don’t really want to know either.”

 

Although she spoke bluntly, Emilia quietly reached out and stroked his broad back.

 

Francois, who was moved by the unexpected comfort, quickly turned his face to the side to hide his expression.

 

“Don’t you find me horrible? I’m living with a demon growing in my head.”

 

“Of course it’s horrible, how could it not be? But what can we do? It’s already done, and you must have had your reasons for making that choice. What matters is what you do from now on.”

 

Emilia noticed that Francois’ earlobes had turned red. Was he crying? No way.

 

While she was flustered, Francois confessed.

 

“I wasn’t the one who made the contract. The contractor was my mother.”

 

“You’re saying your mother made a contract involving her child?”

 

“Yes. She sold my soul in exchange for granting me strong magical abilities.”

 

“A contract was made even though it wasn’t the person themselves… Don’t tell me…”

 

“That’s right. The contract was made while I was in the womb. My mother thought that if she gave birth to a strong mage, father would return.”

 

Emilia sighed silently. When her heavy chest still wasn’t relieved, she finally frowned.

 

The powerless tone didn’t suit Francois.

 

Annoyingly, a confident and self-centered attitude suited Francois Cassel best.

 

“I think there’s a reason you and I met.”

 

“If there’s a reason, it would be someone’s profound love.”

 

Francois was thinking of someone else, but Emilia interpreted it as referring to God and simply nodded.

 

Francois swallowed his secret and quietly leaned his face against her shoulder.

 

He was worried she might push him away, but unexpectedly, Emilia didn’t reject him.

 

“I don’t want to become this close to you, but this is trouble, real trouble.”

 

When Emilia grumbled playfully, Francois let out a small laugh.

 

Their shoulder heights didn’t match so he had to bend his body, but it wasn’t uncomfortable.

 

His heart was fluttering in a way that didn’t suit him, and he was even conscious of his own breathing.

 

The body temperature touching his face was warm, and the affection directed at him was sweet.

 

‘Whether it’s pity or comfort, I don’t care.’

 

Francois wanted to be with Emilia.

 

Right now, he was nothing more than a boy who had fallen in first love.

 

So he was happy to the point of his chest aching sweetly because of the presence beside him.

 

* * *

 

I fell asleep before even eating dinner yesterday, so my eyes snapped open before the morning sun rose.

 

‘Was that a behind-the-scenes of the original story?’

 

I was playing well when suddenly my fate as a mere supporting character came to mind.

 

‘It was scary…’

 

It was so vivid as if I had experienced it directly that I was quite startled.

 

When I recall the scene of me falling into water and turning to ash, my heart still pounds.

 

I was so scared that I wriggled over to Edgar who was sleeping in the next bed.

 

“Edgar. Thank you.”

 

In the original story, Edgar became bait himself to save me.

 

From the beginning, taking me away meant confronting the Mage Tower lord head-on, so I can’t even imagine how much courage that took.

 

Of course, the Edgar from the original story and my friend Edgar are different people. But still…

 

“Lilliana?”

 

When I burrowed into the blanket, Edgar woke up.

 

Edgar rubbed his eyes with his hair all messy like a bird’s nest.

 

“Are you okay?”

 

“Mm-hmm. I’m okay now.”

 

“I don’t think so.”

 

Usually he gets annoyed over trivial matters, but he’s always kind at crucial moments.

 

That’s something Edgar has in common with the original.

 

Edgar reached out and pulled on my cheek.

 

“You’re not okay at all. Did the Mage Tower lord say something mean to you?”

 

“No. It’s because I discovered a secret of the world.”

 

“A secret?”

 

I confirmed there were no signs of anyone beyond the guest room, then whispered to Edgar.

 

“The Demon King wants to devour me.”

 

“There’s no such thing as a Demon King.”

 

“No, there is. Edgar, this world needs a hero. Without a hero, it will be destroyed.”

 

Edgar scratched his head and tilted it.

 

He seemed to think I was still drowsy from sleep.

 

“It’s true. The Demon King is sleeping inside Coachman Francois. I know because…”

 

I was about to talk about the original story when I was at a loss for words.

 

Who would believe me if I said this world was inside a novel?

 

When I hesitated to answer, Edgar let out a short sigh.

 

Then he ruffled my hair with his hand that was slightly bigger than mine.

 

“Then let’s become heroes and defeat the Demon King.”

 

“You’ll help me?”

 

“You’re only good at drawing and can’t even run properly. So what choice do I have?”

 

“I can run well!”

 

“Don’t lie and go back to sleep.”

 

Having said that, Edgar fell asleep again in an instant.

 

I felt very reassured that Edgar said he would become my hero.

 

In the original story, Edgar was my hero too.

 

I lay down next to Edgar and pondered for a while before closing my eyes.

 

* * *

 

Move forward. In the darkest hour just before dawn, the demon awakened from within Francois’s tiny hole.

 

The demon felt the seal surrounding the entire house.

 

The seal created by the genius mage’s powerful magic was far too solid for the barely coiled demon to break.

 

The demon sighed. Its host Francois was receiving tremendous grace after meeting the Holy Maiden of all people.

 

Under the Holy Maiden’s protection, perhaps because he had learned to feel true love, the demon’s influence diminished day by day.

 

– At this rate, there’s no way.

 

Devouring Francois’s mind and taking over his body would happen eventually.

 

But it would require enduring a very long time to achieve that.

 

– In the meantime, that brat can’t be allowed to fully grow.

 

The demon remembered. That clumsy yet intense power that had opposed it.

 

If she had handled her power just a little more skillfully, the demon would have been cast back to hell from the ship.

 

So Lilliana Berchio must be crushed before she could fully mature.

 

– Francois Cassel can’t be used right now…

 

How many of those offered as sacrifices remained?

 

The demon counted the useless souls and meaningless bodies that had fallen under its hand.

 

Among them were some quite interesting ones.

 

Kekeke. Kekekeke.

 

The demon laughed cruelly and mockingly at Francois and Emilia from within his head.

 

Francois frowned in his sleep, hearing the faint echoing laughter.

 

– I’ll need to prepare a descent ritual through the dark mages.

 

Francois Cassel wasn’t the only human offered to it.

 

After all, the self residing within Francois Cassel was merely a very small fragment.

 

The fragment could be planted in any body offered as sacrifice at any time.

 

– Yes. This time…

 

Last time it failed because of Andrea Berchio, but this time it wouldn’t miss the opportunity.

 

After all, Andrea Berchio was as good as powerless now. So there was nothing for the demon to fear.

 

The demon is cunning.

 

It lends tiny powers and devours even the last life remaining in souls, toying with everything.

 

Thus it mocks love and ruins lives, leading everything to death.

 

The condition needed for that was Lilliana Berchio’s death.

 

The demon began devising another plan.

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