My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 41

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Besides, now Kanna knows too. Let’s put Pudding aside for now. Ah, if I had known it would be this kind of story, I would have sent Kanna away beforehand so she couldn’t hear it!

This won’t do. I need to get used to it a bit before Gabriel performs an exorcism on me. I need to build up some immunity.

“Kanna. What do you think? Do you feel betrayed?”

“It’s not really important to me.”

Kanna calmly expressed her opinion. What? Not important? Even though I’m a possessor?

“The one who saved me wasn’t someone else, but you, Miss.”

That’s true… If it were the original Evangeline, she wouldn’t have saved Kanna but would have been the one who ordered her kidnapping.

“What about you? Are you planning to pretend you don’t know about Miss’s help?”

Kanna passed the baton to Daisy. No, that was just payment. But neither Daisy nor I could refute Kanna’s forcefulness.

Our Kanna is too good at gaslighting? Is gaslighting a basic skill needed to survive as a female lead in today’s dark romance novels?

“The Evangeline Rohanson you knew is already dead.”

No, Kanna… She might be sleeping inside me, you know? Looking at how I woke up at the funeral, she’s probably dead, but that’s too harsh. And you can’t just easily shake off a dead person from your heart like that.

“…I know that too.”

But Daisy seemed to have already been won over by Kanna’s eloquence.

But isn’t the most troubled person right now me? Why are you two more distressed than I am?

The carriage fell into silence. The fact that we still had far to go to reach the Rohanson Estate was too painful. Jelly, come save me.

***

Jelly returned to the manor first, leaving Evangeline behind. When a person suddenly appeared from empty air, Mary, who was startled with her mouth agape, fearlessly ran over and jumped around near Jelly.

“Wow, wow! You suddenly appeared with a flash! Did you do the same thing as before?”

She had made a fuss when he teleported her earlier, and it seemed amazing to see again. When Jelly waved his hands dismissively, Yulma and Ranon showed wariness and hid Mary behind them. At least the older children have discernment, which is fortunate. Hena, who was watching this scene, wondered why Jelly had brought back a strange man instead of her sister and Evangeline, and asked.

“What about Kanna and Miss?”

“They’re coming back normally by carriage.”

It seemed like she had something to discuss with Daisy. She’ll enter the manor too, right? She doesn’t show it, but she seems to secretly like it here. Jelly became a bit excited. If Daisy came in, wouldn’t Kanna become a little less arrogant?

“Then why did you bring this person?”

“Would I bring him on my own? Your Miss seemed to want to take him in? She even said she’d feed him since he said he was hungry.”

“Ah…”

After hearing Jelly’s explanation, Hena nodded as if she understood. Just like how she took in Hena and Kanna, Miss was surprisingly willing to accept additional mouths to feed.

“Food?”

At that moment, Melek, who had been acting dazed as if he’d lost his mind, reacted to the word “food” that came up during Jelly’s explanation. Saliva was dripping from his mouth and his eyes were half-rolled from suffering from hunger.

If he was this starved, he would have lost all reason and pounced on the prey right in front of him, but he was remarkably holding back. Jelly struck the back of Melek’s head, telling him to come to his senses.

“Melek must be hungry. That’s why you should eat the bread I gave you!”

When Mary tried to get close to Melek, Hena diverted the child’s attention.

“Miss will take care of this person’s meal later. Mary, aren’t you hungry?”

“I’m hungry…”

“Then let’s wait for Miss to arrive while eating some snacks.”

Perceptive Hena disappeared with the children. Looking at this, she’s really different from her sister. Kanna, under Evangeline’s protection, treats Jelly like a pet dog without knowing fear, but Hena acts with proper awareness of the situation.

Right. This is the proper treatment I should have been receiving. Jelly, who was feeling satisfied, soon turned his head.

“Are you coming to your senses now? Can you hold on a bit?”

“Probably.”

What do you mean probably? Looking at how you don’t even have the energy to heal a wound inflicted by a mere child, you look like you’ll starve to death soon. The one who stabbed you was also dying of guilt seeing you suffer.

“Do you know who I am?”

“Jelly?”

Jelly was certain from the response. Jelly, not Andras.

“You’re not that bastard Melek.”

Melek smiled faintly.

“I’m in a parasitic state.”

The manor people were saying Evangeline came back to life, moving a corpse, but the real one was here. This guy wasn’t the real Melek but another being parasitizing dead Melek.

Did Miss take him in because that point was similar?

“So that’s why there was such a stench, because you’re possessing a dead shell. And you lack nutrients to recover your body. You’ve never eaten a human soul, have you?”

“Yeah.”

This one really was about to die. It seemed like he had been surviving on the nutrients in Melek’s body until now, but was gradually reaching his limit.

“Looking at how you can’t recover, it’s serious. Hah… really.”

He’s being stubborn about not eating humans, so how do I feed him until he’s full?

I don’t know. The great Miss Evangeline must have a way for everything. She’s not someone who lies, so there must be some solution. She wouldn’t pour holy water into his mouth to heal him, would she? Jelly’s tongue went numb as a terrible memory suddenly came to mind.

“Why don’t you eat humans?”

“Because I was originally human?”

So the original Melek died to a human-origin being and even had his body stolen? Serves him right. I wanted to follow him to hell and mock him.

“How long has it been?”

“About 20 years?”

Puhaha, 20 years he says. Jelly burst into laughter. Only Melek, who didn’t understand why Jelly suddenly burst out laughing, stood there blankly. After acting so arrogant while tormenting children and receiving offerings, he really got done in by a real child. I should tell Plauros about this later too.

Jelly quite liked this new Melek.

“How did you kill him?”

“I was in the same orphanage as Merai and died locked in the basement. When I came to my senses, I had become this body. So I’m sorry, but I don’t remember how I took over Melek’s body.”

When Melek was still human, the boy was one of the children the demon was playing with at the time. When the director locked the basement door to avoid the temple’s inspection, the boy was alone and alive in that basement.

Trapped in the basement, the boy grew thinner day by day, struggling with hunger until he died. And when he woke up again, the boy was very hungry.

Melek happened to appear before him. Probably like how he occasionally appeared in the basement to torment and play with children, he had come for the same purpose that day. Melek was puzzled by the underground scene that was different from usual, and there he discovered the only soul that was writhing and beating.

At that moment, ‘hunger’ devoured Melek. Several days later, when ‘Melek’ came to his senses, he had already become Melek’s body.

His voice, face, everything was the same. However, even after becoming Melek’s body, the boy was always tormented by hunger.

And 20 years later, Melek encountered his childhood friend. Merai, who had become the director, summoned ‘Melek’.

After roughly hearing the story, Jelly scolded Melek.

“You should have just eaten her instead. Not the kids, but that director. She’s getting the death penalty anyway? Being used as daily bread would be more economical than just dying, wouldn’t it?”

If it were me, even if I burst from being too full, I would have eaten her out of resentment. This is why human-origin beings are weak-hearted.

Still, since we’ve come to serve the same person, it would be nice if we comrades got along well. Jelly decided to be as sociable as possible.

“What’s your name?”

“Melek.”

“Not that, your original name. I hate that bastard Melek, so I don’t want to call you that.”

“My original name? Well…”

***

“A name?”

You want me to give you a name? Me?

I had barely endured the silence and gotten out of the carriage, but now Jelly was the problem.

I was going to treat his wounds first, but Jelly said there was something more urgent and asked me to give his friend a name. But he has a perfectly good name called Melek, so why?

“I want a name like Jelly’s.”

Your taste is quite cute. Since Jelly extremely hates his own name, there’s fun in calling him that, but since Jelly’s friend is asking me to make one up, I somehow didn’t want to do it.

But if I don’t give him one, that would be discrimination, right? He has his own name anyway, so let’s just think of it as giving him a nickname.

What should I call him?

I initially thought Pudding was just a cat, and I named Jelly that way due to some vengeful psychology and being enchanted by soft pink jelly. This one seems like a proper adult man, but… if he likes names like Jelly’s…

This won’t do. The only dessert name I can think of right now is meringue. Meringue and Melek. The pronunciation is similar too, so let’s just go with this.

“Meringue.”

I’m absolutely not trying to be sarcastic. Jelly’s friend… no, Melek… no, Meringue seemed to like this kind of thing, so I wondered if I should have thought about it a bit more. But dessert names are all pretty much the same anyway.

“But why are you asking me to make up a name when you have the name Melek?”

“Actually, I’m not Melek.”

Then what are you?

“I’m just borrowing this body…”

Borrowing it? Wait. Are you also a possessor?

Melek knows the title and knows about Evangeline, so he must know the entire original work, right?

I’ll have to ask Melek about everything I’m curious about.

“Could you tell me what you know about the Rohanson Estate?”

“Huh? Yes… First of all, the building is quite elegant. The garden is spacious and looks good for walks, the surroundings are quiet, and the staff maintain silence, so it seems like a nice place to stay.”

Wait.

It feels like we’re not communicating properly? I asked him to explain about the original work, so why is he suddenly giving me his impressions of the estate? A chilling sensation passed through me.

Something’s suspicious. Should I test him once?

“You said you died and came back to life. So where did you originally live?”

“Ah. Didn’t I mention it? I’m from the same Ainoa Orphanage as Merai.”

What?

I asked indirectly and got an answer that exceeded my imagination.

“Merai, you mean that headmaster?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

Why is it the same world setting?

Something felt suspicious. No matter how common possession is in the romance fantasy genre, usually there’s only one possessor per work. Of course, there are cases with two. Either someone possessed into a possession story, or originally antagonistic people possess together and create a revenge drama.

And I made a huge mistake. People who read novels think of book possession first when they hear possession, but if you think about it logically… ghost possession is more famous, isn’t it?

Melek must be a ghost.

I suddenly wanted to run away. Even though I’m fine with thriller genres, I’m particularly weak when it comes to horror movies with ghosts.

“What about the original body’s owner?”

“Ah. I heard Jelly seems to have died.”

“Does Jelly know that you possessed him too?”

“Yes. Jelly says I’m better than the original Melek anyway.”

Melek nodded. At least that’s a relief. I was worrying about how to tell a friend that a ghost had possessed him. But if he’s saying things like that, they probably weren’t that close to begin with. Maybe they were just acquaintances who knew each other’s names because they were both beastmen.

And Melek briefly told me his story.

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