The Oracle of the Villainous Baby - Chapter 160

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Chapter 160
Shalone pressed her forehead, feeling a dull throb in her head. She never imagined she would have to face this so directly.
‘Wanting to be happy? What on earth is that supposed to mean…’
Uncertain of what or how much had been overheard, she let out an exasperated laugh despite herself.
Shalone quickly glanced at Hila’s expression.
Hila simply stared at Bunny without a word.
Just as she was about to quickly grab the child’s hand to pull her away before any reaction came—
“Happy…?”
Hila’s lips parted.
“Mother, she doesn’t understand anything. I’m sorry. Let me calm her down…”
Shalone, her face drained of color, grabbed Bunny’s hand and pulled.
Bunny blinked and turned to look at Shalone.
Seeing the child’s face full of displeasure, Shalone hesitated and whispered for her to be quiet.
“You want to be happy?”
“Yes.”
Instead of backing away, Bunny patted Shalone’s back and then withdrew her hand completely. Shalone trembled at Bunny’s dismissal of her concern.
“Hey, won’t you listen to your sister even once?”
“Huh? I always listen to what you say…?”
Shalone grabbed the back of Bunny’s neck. Once that child made up her mind about something, there was no reasoning with her.
Shalone sighed softly and frowned.
Bunny didn’t know. She didn’t understand how terrifying the Witch—her mother—could be when angered.
“I never thought I’d hear such words from you. Wanting to be happy…”
“Why should only Shalone be happy? Why can’t I be happy too? We could all be happy together…”
Bunny blinked and tilted her head.
Bunny met Hila’s emotionless gaze calmly. Truthfully, even Hila hadn’t expected Bunny to come forward so boldly and ask like this.
“Why do you hate me?”
In the story Hila knew, Bunny was always a girl with her lips sealed shut, radiating a dark aura.
A tragic character who could only watch someone else’s happiness from afar, who envied it, who desired that emotion, and who ultimately returned to the Demon Realm broken and ruined.
That was Bunny…
No—the Demon King, Bernadette.
But what of now?
Not a trace of darkness could be found in Bunny. The child was bright, fearless, and confident.
If such a crisis had befallen the Bernadette in the game, she would have already isolated herself in her room, jealous and weeping, wallowing in self-pity, or nurturing resentment. She would never have come forward like this to face it directly and seek resolution.
‘…Why has everything become so twisted?’
She let out a hollow laugh.
‘What in the world is that damned Demon Clan Member doing?’
She knew the child possessed a Notebook created from the ‘soul of a Demon Clan Member.’ Belial had told her as much. She understood that it had shown the child the future and transformed the villain ‘Bernadette.’
You need only craft a story where your assigned child becomes happy! A true happy ending! The moment your child achieves happiness and the story reaches its happy ending, you will be granted another chance.
However, do not assume you are the only one participating in this game. There are many who desire a new chance, and they will all dedicate their lives to their child’s happiness.
The price for reclaiming a life you have abandoned is steep indeed.
The words I saw when I first fell into this world were still lodged firmly in my mind.
I wanted to go back.
That single desire had sustained Hila all this time.
So it didn’t matter if the villain had grown up differently than expected—nothing would change now. What I had to do was abundantly clear: only one thing.
“You can never be happy.”
“Why not?”
“Because you’re a villainess, a villain, and you’re destined to be miserable. If you become happy, everyone around you will suffer. Including Shalone.”
“Nothing is destined.”
Bunny blinked and tilted her head quizzically.
In Bunny’s view, nothing in this world was predetermined.
Shalone’s Mother had said Bunny would become a villain, but Bunny never did. She became an incredibly happy and adorable adult instead.
“But I became happy? Father and Shalone said they’re incredibly happy because I’m here.”
“What?! When did I ever say that?”
Shalone stared at Bunny with her mouth agape, watching her brazenly fabricate facts without shame.
Without even looking at Shalone, Bunny began counting on her fingers, reciting the names of everyone who had ever cared for her, one by one.
From servants to Grandfather, Allen, Kiriel, and Kalbad.
“So…”
At Bunny’s composed attitude, veins bulged across Hila’s forehead.
“That’s the problem. You’re ruining everything right now. Our Shalone should have been in your place, but you’ve destroyed it all…”
“So…”
Bunny cut off Hila’s words with a soft sigh.
“Everything you said was destined has changed. I didn’t become a villain, and Shalone came to love me so much.”
Shalone looked on with an incredulous expression, but Bunny merely shrugged.
“So…”
Everyone could become happy.
That was what I was about to say.
“That’s the problem.”
At Hila’s sinister words, Bunny froze. The malice radiating from her was so thick it made my nose sting.
“That’s the problem. The ending doesn’t resolve. If you become happy, Shalone becomes miserable. That’s how it’s destined to be. And you keep interfering with that destined problem. If only you didn’t exist… No, if only that Luriel or whoever didn’t exist…”
“…”
Hila’s mind churned.
She wanted to make Bunny go berserk. To make her go berserk “according to the original story” and be completely abandoned by everyone—that was her goal.
From the start, Bunny should have gone berserk at that banquet. She should have exposed herself before everyone, been despised, and abandoned.
But the child hadn’t, and so Hila had been forced to expose Bunny’s identity herself.
Yet despite everything, Bunny still walked through this Dormitory Mansion with a perfectly composed face, confident and unashamed!
“Yes… Because of you, people will become unhappy.”
“No.”
“No? There are already people who’ve become unhappy because of you. Shalone, me. And… that woman who raised you, Luriel or whatever her name is.”
At Hila’s words, Bunny’s face darkened immediately.
“We can all just become happy together.”
If both Bunny and Shalone were to find happiness, then they should both become happy simultaneously. Yet I couldn’t fathom why Hila refused to listen to anything and insisted on rejecting the idea.
Bunny’s expression grew sullen as she glanced sideways at Shalone.
Shalone sat with her lips pressed firmly shut, her face etched with fear.
‘I need to step forward.’
It was the moment Bunny steeled herself.
“That future doesn’t exist.”
“…What?”
“That ending doesn’t exist. I’ve tried everything, and that route never existed. That ending doesn’t exist anywhere.”
Tried everything…?
Bunny’s eyes widened in astonishment.
“What do you mean you’ve tried…?”
Her words made no sense.
What did she mean by routes? What was this talk of endings that don’t exist?
When Bunny found no words to respond and remained silent with her lips sealed, Hila’s face twisted further as she spoke.
“You! You’re the villainess! Shalone is the protagonist. Why are you trying to change a story that’s already been decided!”
“….”
Bunny stood frozen as Hila’s voice rose in what seemed like a loss of reason.
When Bunny looked toward Shalone, she too stared back at Hila with a bewildered expression—frightened and startled.
Bunny’s gaze shifted between the two of them before fixing back on Hila, her lips pressed shut.
“Ah, that’s right. They said that woman Luriel died because of you in the first place.”
At Hila’s words, Bunny’s face hardened like stone.

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