Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

 

“Don’t be a coward, Nina.”

 

At Ram’s voice ringing in her ears, Evnia quickly turned around.

 

For a moment she thought Ram had appeared, but there were still only her and Seven alone in the room.

 

Seven hadn’t even heard anything, apparently, as he was still focused solely on searching for artifacts without even glancing this way.

 

Flustered, Evnia looked around before hurriedly turning back to the mirror.

 

And sure enough, her eyes met Ram’s.

 

“I’m going to look only at you. That’s what marriage is.”

 

Ram spoke stubbornly as if being defiant, looking directly at Evnia.

 

No, the person he faced in the mirror was probably someone else, but at least that’s how it felt to Evnia.

 

Evnia, who had been staring at Ram in a daze, soon realized that his appearance was quite different from now.

 

His hair was cut short, almost like a buzz cut, and his face was much more youthful.

 

Most of all, he who usually showed a playful and relaxed attitude in everything had his shoulders stiffly tensed with nervousness.

 

Ram, who had been anxiously biting his lips, pulled up his shirt.

 

Only then did Evnia realize that he had been sitting on the edge of a bed.

 

This was because the mirror changed its angle to begin scanning his body suggestively.

 

Evnia couldn’t even think to cover her eyes and watched the entire scene unfold.

 

While it was true that she was momentarily captivated by the sensual silhouette created by his well-built muscles, her gaze ultimately lingered on the scars scattered across his body.

 

They were, so to speak, traces of being trampled by life.

 

Traces that made one dare to imagine how much pain he must have endured throughout his life.

 

Ram carefully extended his hand toward her and said.

 

“Nina, come here.”

 

Evnia unconsciously reached out toward the man in the mirror.

 

She did this without even properly recognizing what name he had just uttered.

 

The moment Evnia’s fingertips touched the mirror, the entire display cabinet collapsed toward her.

 

Evnia couldn’t even think to protect herself and just stared blankly at the scene.

 

Then she suddenly realized that she had been making a foolish mistake from the beginning.

 

Why had she thought Ram was talking to her?

 

He had been looking for his real wife from the start.

 

“Hey, Evnia! Over there…!”

 

Seven, who had sensed the commotion, called out to Evnia with a voice filled with horror.

 

At the same time, Evnia fell to the floor as a pile of items poured down on top of her.

 

“Aaaaaaaah!”

 

Seven screamed and rushed frantically toward Evnia.

 

This seemed to be the first time she had seen him scream so frantically.

 

Evnia wanted to reassure him that she was fine, but with the shelf pressing against her stomach, words didn’t come out easily.

 

She even felt a damp sensation across her chest, as if some kind of liquid had spilled.

 

Evnia weakly waved her hand that was sticking out and said.

 

“Lord Seven… Please move this…”

 

“Aaaaaaaah!”

 

Seven screamed again and hurriedly lifted the display cabinet upright.

 

It was a simple structure with just a few shelves attached to posts, so it wasn’t heavy enough to worry about serious injury, but he was acting as if she had faced a life-threatening crisis.

 

Evnia began to suspect that Seven was worried about the spilled items rather than her.

 

But fortunately, that didn’t seem to be the case, judging by the moved expression he showed as soon as he confirmed her safety.

 

“Ah, thank you. Thank you, Lord Giyermo…!”

 

Seven, who had suddenly sat down on the floor, grabbed her left hand tightly and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

 

Judging by the target of his gratitude, Seven seemed to think that the wedding ring he had received from Giyermo had protected her.

 

Evnia spoke as if to calm him down.

 

“Lord Seven, I’m fine.”

 

“Aren’t you dizzy? Short of breath? Are you really okay?!”

 

Seven asked while taking off his outer garment to wipe the moisture from her body.

 

Perhaps what he had been worried about wasn’t the weight of the furniture after all.

 

After checking Evnia’s complexion, Seven immediately picked up a medicine bottle that had fallen on the floor and began smelling it.

 

Seeing his serious expression, anxiety began to sprout in Evnia’s heart as well.

 

Evnia asked in an uneasy voice.

 

“…What is that?”

 

“It’s a stimulant for Blessed Ones. Something you drink when you run out of energy while fighting, like coffee…”

 

“Then it’s not very dangerous, is it?”

 

“It’s poison to ordinary people… No, it has a stimulating effect because it’s poison in the first place…”

 

Evnia pulled at her collar and sniffed.

 

Though there was a sharp scent, her body still showed no particular reaction.

 

It didn’t seem like she had been injured anywhere to begin with, let alone protected by the ring as Seven thought.

 

The areas hit by the fallen items were tingling, but that was far from problems caused by poison.

 

‘Or do more dangerous wounds heal faster?’

 

She didn’t know what kind of harmony this was, but she was certain of one fact: her body was perfectly fine right now.

 

As Evnia was apologizing to Seven for startling him, she suddenly remembered what had caused this incident.

 

The cause of the problem was lying closer than expected.

 

Evnia, who had sat up, picked up the mirror that had been lying face down at her feet and asked.

 

“Lord Seven, what is this mirror?”

 

“Mirror?”

 

Seven, who had been leaning his head back as if exhausted, suddenly straightened up.

 

As if it was an item in his memory too, Seven slightly frowned as soon as he saw the mirror Evnia held out.

 

“Did you fall because you were startled by seeing this?”

 

“Yes, this mirror showed me something, um… rather strange. It’s not just an ordinary mirror, is it?”

 

Unable to reveal Ram’s suggestive bedroom situation, Evnia chose the most euphemistic expression possible.

 

Fortunately, no question about what she had seen came back.

 

Seven rubbed his stiff neck and said.

 

“That’s understandable. That’s real.”

 

“Pardon?”

 

“What you saw isn’t a delusion or anything, it’s something that will really happen. That’s a mirror that shows the future. You can’t use it twice, only once per person, and you can’t specify the timing either.”

 

Seven finished his explanation quickly and concisely.

 

But Evnia struggled to properly understand even those simple words.

 

Evnia asked back in a bewildered voice.

 

“It doesn’t show the past?”

 

“Why do you think it’s the past?”

 

“Just, someone looked… younger.”

 

“Did he receive the same curse as me?”

 

Could that really be the case?

 

Evnia quietly retraced her memories in her head.

 

But she hadn’t judged age based solely on Ram’s appearance in the first place.

 

The man in the mirror had definitely called out the name of someone who was dead.

 

No matter how much he missed his wife, surely he wouldn’t have performed a one-man show alone in bed.

 

There was a possibility that the mirror had shown him reuniting with his sister, but this wasn’t a very convincing assumption either.

 

That was because from his shy attitude and innocent emotions, Evnia had felt as if she were facing someone her own age.

 

So really, it was as if they were looking at each other from the same eye level…

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