My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 21

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So I have to carry that? I have my pride as a villainess possessor.

“No way! You’re worse than a real demon!”

Who does he think used up all the holy water that was at the manor? I paid for it too, so shouldn’t he at least be a porter? It’s only ten bottles of holy water, how heavy could it possibly be that he’s throwing such a tantrum? This guy is really exceptionally dramatic.

“Jelly. Listen when I’m talking nicely.”

Only after I threatened him did Jelly tuck his tail and pick up the holy water. His steps were slow and he was acting like it was difficult, so I put all my energy into ignoring Jelly and came out of the Grand Temple. Since he’s a werewolf, he’ll probably track me by scent and follow along just fine.

As I was walking, I saw a man in a familiar Knights uniform across the street. A nun was walking alongside him.

“Sir Rafaela?”

“Uriel!”

When Uriel acknowledged him, his solemn expression melted away and the knight called Rafaela came running over. Hey, what about the nun behind you? Coming over alone? Look at that nun’s expression! She looks completely abandoned!

I totally relate. I used to do the same thing, standing behind when my extroverted friend would meet someone and chat every ten steps we took.

“And… Lady Rohanson?”

How does he know me too? Even in the romance fantasy world, extroverts’ information networks must be exceptional.

When I nodded to confirm, the extrovert—I mean, Rafaela—brightened even more and bowed in greeting. His actions were perfectly textbook knight-like, but his face was as excited as a puppy meeting someone on a walk, which was fascinating.

“I’m Rafaela from the Pararos Knights. We’ve met before—do you remember?”

No, not at all! We met before? Don’t tell me that was before I possessed this body?

“I was there when the fire happened before. And also when the Captain visited the Rohanson Estate last time, I went along too! Though the Captain stopped me, so I couldn’t go in to greet you.”

So we had a one-sided acquaintance. Well, if he had known the villainess Evangeline from before I possessed her, he wouldn’t be approaching so friendly—he’d be on guard instead.

Anyway, just from this brief conversation, I can see why Gabriel left Rafaela behind. His energy is too high and lively—it feels like he’s draining all my energy.

If he’s an energetic subordinate attached to the Male Lead, it must be that, right? The seasoning character who serves as the stoic, romantically hopeless Male Lead’s adjutant and gives advice for their romance!

The kind of character who sometimes picks up strange information and causes the Male Lead to mess up, getting cursed at in the comments. His character is definitely clear.

“I’m truly happy to finally greet you properly!”

Now I understand why Rafaela is acting like he’s about to wag his tail at me. Gabriel has fallen for me, not the female lead, right? So he’s trying to get on my good side. He’s diligent about his duties.

“I see.”

But sorry to say, I have no intention of dating a paper human from text! Rafaela, I’m sorry for making your reason for existence meaningless!

I answered briefly, thinking to cut off any favorable feelings, but Rafaela didn’t seem to care at all.

“You came because the Captain requested cooperation this time, right? Thank you! Oh, have you toured our Temple? It’s magnificent and wonderful! I was truly mesmerized when I first saw it too. Actually, I’m still sometimes amazed by it.”

Rafaela chattered on without a care. Is this guy fearless? Or does he not know Evangeline’s infamy because he’s been busy with knight duties? Since I possessed this body, except for Kanna, he’s the first person to treat me so casually.

Uriel, unable to watch Rafaela’s chatter any longer, intervened.

“Sir Rafaela, weren’t you supposed to be in the drawing room? Where are you headed?”

“Ah. The Captain told me to escort the nun.”

“Then how about hurrying instead of keeping the nun waiting?”

“Haha, I was just so happy to see her…”

Rafaela scratched his head sheepishly after being scolded. He said his farewells and I thought we’d finally go our separate ways, but Rafaela suddenly stopped.

“Right. Come to think of it, the nun originally worked at the Rohanson Estate—do you remember?”

“Sir Rafaela, that’s rude!”

Really? She worked at the Rohanson Estate? She does look familiar, but I can’t remember. I went closer to get a better look at her face, but the retired nun stepped backward. She was trembling and bowing her head deeply, looking like she was about to prostrate herself.

“You worked at the Rohanson Estate?”

“…Yes.”

Her voice was so quiet it seemed about to fade away. It was like someone was threatening to kill her if she didn’t answer, forcing her to speak reluctantly. I wondered why she was being so submissive, but it seemed she was scared of Evangeline because she had worked at the estate.

She probably quit working at the estate after being tormented by Evangeline. Anyway, I understood why she was acting scared after hearing she worked for the Count’s family. Even now, people from the Rohanson Estate tremble with fear whenever they see me.

“What’s your name?”

“You don’t remember my name?”

“I lost my memory.”

This is why I need to use the memory loss excuse. If I don’t claim memory loss and just pretend to be the original body’s owner, I’ll slip up in situations like this and my identity will be exposed.

“…Daisy.”

Right. A name I’ve never heard before. She really must have quit before I possessed this body.

“Did you quit because of me?”

It wasn’t something to broadcast loudly, so I whispered as quietly as possible. I barely moved my lips—it was almost ventriloquist level. Even Uriel and Rafaela nearby probably couldn’t hear well.

Daisy couldn’t answer. Since she couldn’t bring herself to say no, it was obvious. Look at that. How viciously must Evangeline have acted for her to be trembling like an aspen leaf?

“You must have been very scared.”

It wasn’t my fault, but seeing her trembling made me think I should apologize. Though apologizing would ultimately be for my own peace of mind.

Daisy wouldn’t know I possessed Evangeline’s body, and even if I lost my memory, she’d think I’m still the same person. Losing memory doesn’t erase sins.

But I really can’t just stay still. To escape being a villainess, I have to apologize whether it kills me or not.

My conscience hurts, but let’s ignore it. Come on, repeat after me—she’s just text! My life comes first!

“Are you still scared?”

Seems like it… She keeps her head down and won’t even try to look at me.

“Don’t be afraid. If you want, I’ll compensate you.”

“What…?”

“On the condition that you don’t spread stories about me.”

I’m a villainess, so if I sincerely apologize already, it would be character breaking—I should at least compensate with money. All Evangeline has is a bit of extra money. While I’m at it, let me ask her not to spread rumors.

But Daisy’s reaction was strange. She was already pale, but now she looked like she was about to die. No, don’t collapse! That would only add to Evangeline’s infamy! Why are you suddenly acting like this? Wait. Oh no, could it be?

“Did you tell someone?”

…Seems like it. No way, I thought randomly meeting a maid who was bullied by Evangeline in the past was Evangeline’s redemption event? It wasn’t? Don’t tell me it was something that would add fuel to the villainess rumors?

“Who did you tell?”

“Ugh…!”

“Who did you tell?”

No, Evangeline already had an overflowing bad reputation, but this is a Temple with priests and Knights all around. I’m already branded with the stigma of contributing to Donau’s death, and if the evil deeds from the past are revealed on top of that, how can I handle it? Villainess? No, this would be getting branded as a witch in serious cases.

I mean, it’s reaping what was sown, but why do I have to bear that karma!

“…Sir Gabriel knows.”

Phew. That’s a relief. At least that’s fortunate. Gabriel has fallen for me, so he won’t do anything harmful. If the priests who are enthusiastic about Donau’s painting had heard, I would have become a traitor in an instant.

Or not? What if Gabriel’s feelings cooled after hearing what Evangeline did and he turns against me? Gabriel is the Male Lead, so there’s nothing I could do about it.

Ah, I don’t know. I’ll think about it when the time comes. I’m going to see Gabriel now, so I can judge then. I’m absolutely not running away from reality. Yeah, yeah.

As I was imagining an ominous future, Jelly appeared slowly from behind. Just how much did he dawdle to only show up now? He even hated carrying the holy water so much, but now he was holding it lightly with one hand. Like a waiter serving, with just his fingertips! See! It’s not even heavy!

“Huh? You…”

Jelly looked at Daisy with displeasure. Huh? What? How do you two know each other?

Daisy turned even paler than when she looked at me. What did this guy do to be more scared than when looking at me?

“I, I should get going.”

As Daisy tried to leave while looking down, I reflexively grabbed her wrist.

“Ugh…!”

Sorry! I must have grabbed too hard because I put too much strength into it. I changed from holding her wrist to holding her hand.

I thought her hand would be cold, but it was unexpectedly warm. Daisy fidgeted with the hand I was holding, but she didn’t push me away.

“If you have any wish you want from me, come find me. I’ll grant it.”

Of course, the victim’s resentment won’t be resolved by something like this. It was ultimately just self-satisfaction and a cover-up to break away from the villainess route.

When I let go of her hand, Daisy touched her own hand and hid it behind her back.

“Sister! I’ll escort you!”

“It’s fine! The carriage stop is right in front, isn’t it?”

“Well, that’s true, but…”

Daisy refused Rafaela’s offer with distaste. Since the carriage stop wasn’t far, Rafaela seemed to accept it and watched helplessly as Daisy ran away.

“She’s gone.”

“Indeed. Oh, did you two have a good talk? I was keeping my ears tightly shut to protect your privacy.”

“I’m not sure. She didn’t seem to want to talk with me. Actually, I don’t even remember who she is.”

“What? Ah. Well, if someone asked me to identify the servants in my house, I wouldn’t know either.”

Rafaela brazenly played it off with good humor. But you know, he’s definitely smiling good-naturedly, so why does he look so suspicious?

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