My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone - Chapter 16

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Chapter 16
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“You’re eating the herbal medicine well despite how bitter it must be. From now on, you mustn’t leave any of it behind—you need to finish every drop.”
Lucy Adis nodded vigorously.
Perhaps it was the hope I’d kindled, but Lucy had become incomparably more cheerful than when I’d first met her.
“Th-thank you. I don’t know how I could ever repay such kindness….”
She worked her stiff lips earnestly, struggling to form each word.
The sight was so endearing that I found myself smiling without thinking. I stroked Lucy’s violet, wispy hair as I spoke.
“That frightening one over there has already repaid the debt on your behalf. So you needn’t worry yourself about it.”
“…Frightening? Are you speaking of me?”
“Oh my, you were listening?”
Kalen, who had been sitting behind them, furrowed his brow sharply.
He was now certain that Kanna Adis possessed a dual personality. Her demeanor, tone, and even her voice changed entirely depending on whether she was addressing him or Lucy.
After leaving the room together, Kalen ventured a subtle protest.
“You seem to have two very different sides to you.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“I’m saying there’s a stark difference in how you treat Lucy and how you treat me.”
“Of course there is. Lucy is adorable.”
“Am I some sort of hideous monster, then?”
“Well, something like that.”
Kalen was left speechless. A hideous monster? Me?
In that moment, he found himself touching his own face without thinking.
He’d grown weary of hearing how handsome he was, yet now she called him a monster…
Where exactly was the flaw?
‘No. Is there really cause for this?’
Kalen clenched his fists tightly.
He was no fool. He remembered the past with perfect clarity. And so it was only natural that Kanna Adis would treat him as a monster.
Had he not treated her with malice in their childhood?
‘That’s right. Back then, I truly despised Sister.’
Black. The color everyone pointed at, calling it the color of demons.
Kanna Adis possessed that color.
Because the entire world cast stones at her, even a young boy like him had simply followed suit.
But now he was neither young nor foolish enough to be swayed by superstitions that black hair and black eyes were omens of misfortune.
As he matured, Kalen came to understand.
Sister was no demon. She was neither infected by the Black Mist nor a follower of the Black Apostles who revered it.
She was merely an unfortunate person born with black hair.
His younger self had committed a grave wrong. Kalen had long since known this. It was his mistake when he was just a child.
So….
“Sister. Would you….”
care to have a meal together?
The words nearly escaped, but I clamped my teeth shut.
I must be losing my mind. Did I really just ask Kanna Adis to dine with me first?
Yet Kanna seemed to have already grasped what I wanted to say. She stared at me intently, then let out a soft laugh.
“You don’t need to do that just because of Lucy.”
“Pardon?”
“You hate me anyway.”
In that instant, my mouth went dry. Kanna’s words struck me like a blow to the back of my head.
“Besides, I have no intention of staying here long. Once my business is finished and resolved, I’ll leave.”
“…You’re leaving?”
I couldn’t understand why my voice came out hoarse and strained.
“What do you mean? Didn’t you return here after leaving Valentino?”
“That’s right. I’ll get divorced no matter what it takes. Once the divorce is finalized, I’ll leave this place and live alone.”
This time, I was utterly speechless.
“Just bear with it until then. After that, you’ll never have to see me again.”
With those words, Kanna Adis swept past me.
Her black hair flowed like water across my chest. In that moment, I reached out without thinking, then jerked back as if struck by lightning.
‘Have I gone mad?’
Why did I try to hold back my sister as she left?
I quickly turned away. To clear my muddled thoughts, I headed to the Training Grounds and began swinging my sword.
The blade that usually felt like an extension of my own limbs felt unusually heavy today.
‘Why can’t I stop thinking about my sister?’
Could it be guilt from childhood?
That seemed plausible. How cruelly had I treated Kanna Adis in the past?
I’d deliberately knock my hat out the window just to mock her obedience, then command her like a dog: “Pick it up for me, Sister.”
And Kanna would laugh softly and retrieve it.
Each time, my resentment only grew. If only she had raged at me or scolded me instead, perhaps I might have respected her.
But she never did.
Like a fool, she never spoke a harsh word and simply did as I asked. So I despised her. I humiliated her. Thoroughly.
And now I want to treat her well? Rewrite the past?
Isn’t that the greatest deception of all?
‘I’m insane.’
Only after I was drenched in sweat did I lower my sword. The sky was already painted in deep crimson.
“Young Master Adis!”
Just then, a Servant came rushing toward me in a panic.
“What is it?”
“Miss Lucy Adis…!”
My expression brightened. Had Lucy recovered completely already?
“Miss Lucy Adis has collapsed!”
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After parting with Kalen, I was leisurely enjoying some rest.
I sipped my tea while reading through the diary Ju-hwa had kept during her time in this body.
【It seems Kanna Adis was ostracized within her family. They all called me filth.】
【It wasn’t just my family who despised Kanna Adis. Everyone did. All of them. I was being shunned by the entire world.】
【Kanna Adis’s life was so miserable. And now it’s become my life.】
【No one liked me. Everyone hated me.】
“….”
I turned the page, and with each flip, my heart grew heavier.
The diary contained almost no pleasant memories—save for the occasional flutter of excitement about Silvien Valentino, it was filled entirely with records of suffering.
By contrast, since I had entered Ju-hwa’s body, everything had been wonderful.
How happy I had been among an egalitarian society and a warm family?
But Ju-hwa was not.
‘Ju-hwa lived my life, after all.’
The life of Kanna Adis. The life of filth.
Had I continued living in such an environment, I would never have changed as I have now. It was that terrible of an existence.
Yet Ju-hwa had been cast into that same environment at merely seventeen years old—during adolescence, when one’s sense of self hasn’t yet solidified, in a world where everyone showed hostility, and all alone.
‘I shouldn’t have blamed Ju-hwa.’
I had been thinking about this all wrong.
Ju-hwa had lived submissively in my body for twelve years because I had lived that way before her.
And that was neither Ju-hwa’s fault nor mine. It was.
‘The fault of all those who oppressed me.’
Ju-hwa and I were merely victims.
The blame must be directed at the perpetrators.
I snapped the diary shut. Reading it had only intensified my contempt for the people in this house.
‘I want to leave soon.’
With that thought, I leaned back against the sofa. I sighed and opened a botanical guide to the Eastern Continent.
Recently, whenever I had spare time, I had been devouring every botanical and medicinal herb guide of the Eastern Continent.
Then.
“Miss Kanna Adis.”
The door burst open without so much as a knock.
The Maid strode in briskly, grabbed my arm, and forcibly pulled me to my feet—as if she were dragging away a fugitive.
“What? Why are you doing this?”
“Miss Lucy Adis is in critical condition.”
My eyes widened. Lucy Adis in critical condition? What was she suddenly talking about?
“The Madam has ordered you to be brought to her.”
Brought, not dragged—though it seemed the Maid had received the latter instruction. I roughly shook off her arm.
“I’ll walk on my own. Let go.”
I hurried down the corridor.
But Lucy Adis in critical condition? Just this morning, she was improving even after her second treatment.
Besides, facial paralysis was never a life-threatening condition to begin with.
“Sister, you came?”
Lucy’s room was already filled with family members.
“What should we do? Lucy’s condition is so terrible, Sister.”
Isabel wore a pitiful expression, though it was utterly repugnant.
“What on earth did you do to Lucy to make her like this? Oh, poor Lucy….”
Chloe dabbed her eyes with a handkerchief in the same manner, and….
Kalen.
He sat beside Lucy with his shoulders slumped, and from his unturned back emanated a suffocating despair and seething rage.
“Kalen, move aside. Let me examine Lucy’s condition….”
Slap! As I reached out my hand, Kalen shoved it away. Brutally.
“Do not touch her.”
A suppressed voice leaked out—the tone of one forcibly restraining their fury.
“It was a mistake to entrust Lucy’s treatment to you.”

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