My Possession Became a Ghost Story - Chapter 84
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Only after being toyed with and utterly defeated by Astaroth could Plauros come to his senses.
He wanted to be helpful to Lady Evangeline rather than be a burden to her. Unable to properly handle even Astaroth, there was no way he could be of help to Lady Evangeline. So first, he needed to kill that bothersome Astaroth. Right now he wasn’t even a proper opponent, so he needed to devour and fill his belly.
Plauros had asked for permission in advance before Evangeline was taken away.
“May I hunt until Lady Evangeline returns?”
“Yes. You must be quite hungry, so feel free to eat as much as you want.”
Evangeline added a condition to that.
“But you must choose your prey well. Hunt the weak and sick ones first.”
What she meant by weak and sick ones was obvious. Plauros was completely absorbed in the languid and gentle voice calling him ‘Pudding,’ but his immersion was broken by the interference of troublemakers.
Dozens of hands stretched out from all directions. Each hand desperately wanted to touch Plauros. They dislocated their shoulders to get even a little closer, crawling on the ground with their teeth if necessary to approach Plauros.
The boy, beautiful enough to be called an angelic manifestation, grimaced and crushed the outstretched hands with his boot. But instead of screams, cheers erupted from the dozens of bundles of hands. They had finished preparing to be sacrificed as prey, unable to think properly.
Andras, who had returned from visiting Evangeline, clicked his tongue at the dizzying scene. This prey was a domestic violence perpetrator, and that other prey next to him was a rapist. This one was a madman who enjoyed eating human flesh despite not even being a demon. They were all so disgusting that he wondered how they had been gathered – every single one was nauseating. Seeing them all clustered together was as revolting as looking at a basket full of maggots. These were exactly the kind of weak and sick ones that Evangeline had permitted him to eat.
“Pudding. Did you bring all this because you’re going to eat it? Are you in your right mind?”
As soon as he got permission from Evangeline to devour what society called trash, he didn’t expect this picky eater to try consuming such low-grade things. He must have been quite hurt in his pride after what Astaroth did to him.
“Is it because you got beaten by Astaroth? But he’s your natural enemy, so it can’t be helped.”
“Shut up. I went to help Lady Evangeline, but I came back without being able to do anything.”
“Well, if I had been there, our master wouldn’t have fallen for Astaroth’s cheap tricks.”
Plauros kicked a ball toward Andras as if venting his anger. Only after Andras caught the ball did he realize it was a human head. How can Pudding throw a pedophile’s head at his friend? What a nasty kid.
Andras gingerly picked up only the hair as if touching something dirty and gently set the head down beside him. While Andras was disgusted even by the smell, Plauros ate it all up readily. And with an expression like an evil spirit that didn’t match his gentle face, he declared angrily:
“Next time I see Astaroth, I’ll tear him apart and kill him.”
“Go ahead. I’ll cheer you on.”
Rather than eating such things, he’d be better off picking and eating cherry blossom petals from the Rohanson Viscount’s estate, but his pride probably wouldn’t allow that.
“Eat quickly. After you finish eating, come run errands with me.”
Jelly turned his back so he couldn’t see the maggots while dissolving and eating cherry blossom petals. Even his existing appetite seemed to disappear.
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Around the time Kinder Toten was returning to the Viscount’s mansion, Diess, the late Viscount’s brother who was confined in a room, was pacing in circles. He bit his nails with his teeth, worrying, regretting, and raging dozens of times.
“Damn, damn, damn. Something’s wrong. Why is he alive? He should definitely be dead.”
Even reviewing the situation didn’t change anything. When it seemed like his nephew had finally died, he suggested they go see Rider. The maid suspiciously refused to open the door at all, so he brought an axe and broke down the door. When Diess looked inside the door, he saw the maid who had been frightened and was holding his nephew.
Actually, even until then, Diess wasn’t certain of Rider’s death. He realized Rider was dead because of the Butler’s reaction.
Following Diess, the Butler peered through the gap in the door. Diess had never seen a person so filled with joy. The light seeping out from inside the door illuminated only the Butler’s face. His eyes sparkled and the corners of his mouth were strangely raised. ‘Ah, finally.’ The Butler let out an exclamation mixed with cheers. Seeing the Butler’s reaction, Diess realized his nephew was dead.
“Hey! Isn’t anyone out there! Confining a noble, are you in your right mind? As soon as I get out of here, I won’t let any of you off!”
Diess pounded on the door violently while shouting.
“I’m the rightful heir, you know. Do you think you’ll get scraps by clinging to my sister-in-law? If you let me out of here, I’ll give you 3 gold right away! Just open the door!”
Of course, all Diess currently had were 4 silver coins. There was no way he’d give gold coins, but the uneducated fools were quickly fooled by Diess’s lies. He heard whispering sounds from beyond the door crack.
“Quietly, please be quiet. Please.”
The sound of the lock being undone was heard. The servant opened the door while sweating profusely. And he extended his hand with an expectant gaze. Instead of handing money to the servant, Diess grabbed his neck.
“Where is Rider.”
“Kek, kuk, if you give me the gold coins, I’ll tell you.”
“No. You tell me first.”
Diess didn’t care if the servant died from strangulation. The servant clawed at Diess’s arm with his nails, then thinking he might die at this rate, revealed where Rider was.
“Ma, Madam’s room.”
“Really? Thank you.”
Diess smiled contentedly and threw one silver coin to the servant. Even this was generous by Diess’s standards.
Diess immediately went to find Kinder’s room as the servant had told him. The room with the best sunlight in the Toten Estate was Rider’s, and Kinder’s room was right across from it, so it wasn’t difficult to find.
The servants of the Toten Viscount Family were bewildered and held their breath when they saw the young master they had confined walking through the corridors. All they could do was cower in fear and count the time until Madam returned. A few servants who tried to stop Diess, remembering the special treatment Weder had received before, were instead overpowered and knocked down. After that, no one tried to stop Diess.
Diess easily reached Kinder’s room. The door wasn’t even locked, perhaps thinking he would be confined. Diess opened the door and entered the room. The impudent maid named Weder closed her book and jumped up.
“How are you here…”
Diess grabbed and lifted his nephew’s arm as he sat slumped in the rocking chair. Weder rushed at him, but the size difference was too great for her to restrain him.
“Look at this. Look at this! I wasn’t wrong!”
Rider’s body was unusually light, as if some weight had been drained from it. See, he really is dead! Once he confirmed the truth, his reason returned. The moment he felt chills and coldness in his hands, Diess was creeped out by holding a corpse and threw Rider down. The child who collapsed on the bed looked just like a discarded doll.
“Young master!”
Weder screamed shrilly and called for Rider.
Instead of covering her noisy mouth, Diess actually encouraged the screaming. Yes, call louder! Everyone in the Viscount’s household should realize that his nephew was dead and prepare to serve Diess as the next Viscount.
“Huh?”
However, contrary to Diess’s wishes, the first to hear the call was Melek, who had temporarily left Rider’s body and was playing in the stables.
Since he couldn’t go sightseeing at the stables with Rider’s body, he had temporarily left it, but it seemed something had happened in the meantime. Melek hurriedly re-entered Rider’s body.
“What do you mean young master! Stop playing with dolls using a dead corpse!”
“Uncle, what’s wrong?”
As soon as Melek sat up from the bed, he met eyes with Diess who had been yelling at him. It seemed like Lady Kinder had confined him, but how did he escape and come here? And besides… he must have seen it, right? Melek greeted him naturally, but it couldn’t possibly work.
“Wh, what is this… He was definitely in a dead state…!”
Seeing the corpse suddenly start to have color return, eyes blinking, breathing, showing expressions, and even speaking, Diess was so confused he wondered if he was dreaming now.
He tried slapping his own cheek once, and his cheek stung painfully. It wasn’t a dream. Then did the corpse really come back to life?
“Ah… I shouldn’t be discovered this early.”
Melek stamped his feet as if troubled. Perhaps because it was Rider’s body, his actions were particularly cute and charming.
“If it were other people it might be different, but I hate laying hands on humans.”
“Oh my. Such a gentle kid. Should I do it for you?”
Then suddenly a voice that shouldn’t be heard was heard.
“Jelly!”
“Yeah, Meringue.”
Melek’s eyes sparkled as he welcomed Jelly, then started to read the situation. He was happy to see Jelly, but the timing was exquisite. Jelly, whose thoughts were obvious, patted Melek’s head and first handed him a bottle full of cherry blossoms.
“It’s an errand from our master. With that, you should be able to eat your fill for about 3 days.”
“What about Lady Evangeline?”
“Didn’t you hear? Ah, Kinder Toten hasn’t arrived yet. Things got complicated… Our master is currently in prison for a while.”
“What?”
“It would be convenient to kill them all, but I wonder why our master is staying put.”
Melek felt like he could understand that feeling.
“Because she doesn’t want to harm them.”
“What?”
He couldn’t dare guess Lady Evangeline’s thoughts, but at least Melek felt that way. He was scared he might unknowingly devour the orphans at Merai Orphanage, so he deliberately stayed bound in restraint spheres. In reality, he could throw off such hollow chains and blindfold anytime, yet he didn’t. Even after coming to the Rohanson Estate, he continued wearing the blindfold to avoid eating the estate’s people.
Of course, there was also the fact that Pudding’s eyes were creepy. The house had eyes attached to it and the walls looked like skinned muscle, so he could never get used to it. Moreover, the texture was squishy, so he was scared to stay inside the house and ended up living in the stables, unintentionally becoming attached to the horses. Now Melek couldn’t touch not only human meat but animal meat either.
Now he could manage without the blindfold because he had substitute food.
“Isn’t Lady Evangeline the same? Since she’s such a kind person.”
“That’s right. She’s so kind it’s a problem. Because of that, she can’t even eat her fill! Pudding probably got beaten more easily because of that too.”
Meow.
A cat that suddenly appeared scratched Jelly’s face.
“Ah, Pudding.”
“Melek, the new body suits you well.”
“…Thank you.”
Did he mean childlike? It wasn’t a welcome compliment for someone in the position of stealing another’s body, but since it was still a compliment, Melek awkwardly gave his thanks.
Melek found Pudding very difficult to deal with. Jelly was at least the same inside and out and looked favorably upon Melek, making him easy to deal with, but Pudding was completely different.
Pudding was a pretender. He only acted cute and charming in front of Lady Evangeline! Behind her back, he didn’t hesitate to mistreat Jelly and Melek. For Pudding, there were exactly three ranks of people, no, living beings.
Evangeline, the things Evangeline liked, and the rest of the trash. Melek was precariously positioned between the second category.
Meanwhile, Jelly had restrained Diess’s body. It was a life that could be easily ended with a simple twist of the neck bones if he moved even a finger. Diess seemed to feel instinctive terror, even wetting himself.
“P… please spare me. No. Spare me, please… spare me.”
With his throat constricted and feeling like his breath would soon give out, Diess begged for mercy from his unknown captor. Though Diess wept and pleaded so pathetically that it was shameful to watch, Jelly and Pudding showed little interest. The well-fed cat even yawned as if bored.
Only Melek was worried that Diess might actually die. Stamping his feet anxiously and wondering what to do, Melek hesitantly opened his mouth toward Pudding and Jelly.
“Um… couldn’t you spare him?”
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