The Oracle of the Villainous Baby - Chapter 173

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Chapter 173
Could helping her yield any meaningful results?
Michael pondered this question.
Yet if he left things as they were, his younger sister might very well make a choice he couldn’t abide.
He despised that possibility. After all, how could he abandon her now?
When he’d first learned he’d found his lost sister, the joy had been indescribable. He couldn’t allow that to crumble away.
“Swear to me you won’t harm my sister.”
“I swear.”
Bunny raised one hand dismissively as she spoke.
Michael’s expression soured at her casual tone, though he said nothing further.
‘I hope this works out well.’
With that thought, Bunny followed Michael’s retreating figure down the corridor.
As she walked slowly forward, Bunny released a heavy sigh.
At last, they arrived at the Dark Room—a space so pitch-black it seemed to swallow light itself. Yet within it, she sensed a presence.
When knocking yielded no response, Michael finally forced the door open and ushered Bunny inside.
“If my sister seems unwilling to talk or behaves strangely, just come back out. Don’t touch anything.”
“Okay.”
Bunny hurried in and shut the door firmly behind her.
Though the room was pitch-black, darkness posed no obstacle to Bunny’s perception.
Once inside, I found the Young Lady huddled in the corner of the bed and approached her.
“Hello?”
“….”
No response came.
She must be dead to the world.
With a sullen expression, I crawled onto the bed and thrust my face close to hers before speaking again.
“Hey there~! Hellooo!”
“….”
Only then did the Young Lady’s shoulders twitch, and she slowly lifted her head. Even in the darkness, her blue eyes captured attention with an almost piercing intensity.
I tilted my head slowly. The pendant she gripped tightly in her hand emanated something faintly familiar.
“Who…?”
A deeply hollow voice emerged.
My expression brightened slightly as I finally spoke.
“Hi. I’m Bunny. What’s your name?”
“How did you get in here…?”
“I told Michael I’d help you. I owe him a favor, so I’m here to help. I need his assistance with something.”
“What…?”
At my blunt and shameless words, Arha Lobanov’s eyes widened in surprise.
I tilted my head and grinned before flopping down in front of her.
“I heard you just cry all day. You’ll die like this, you know.”
“…It’s not your concern. Leave. Tell your brother too—nothing will change.”
“I can’t. I need to owe Michael a debt.”
“That means don’t drag me into this. Leave!”
Arha raised her voice.
Of course, Bunny didn’t back down one bit. It wasn’t surprising—Arha’s cry held no menace whatsoever.
A girl who couldn’t even eat properly, reduced to nothing but skin and bones, couldn’t muster any force in her voice.
“Why do you want to die?”
“What would you understand even if I told you? There’s nothing you can do anyway.”
Arha muttered despondently, then slowly buried her face between her knees. Bunny, thinking the conversation was getting nowhere, tilted her head and began tapping her feet impatiently.
“But dying doesn’t solve anything.”
“Why not? There’s no meaning to living anyway. Sometimes dying is better than living.”
“That’s not true. Living would be better.”
“What would you know!”
Arha shouted loudly.
Bunny gazed at Arha silently, then shrugged her shoulders.
“But if you die, you can’t eat delicious food, can’t meet your family, can’t do fun things. If you’re alive, someday something joyful will definitely come.”
“There’s no certainty in that either. My life will be miserable. Forever. Because that person is gone….”
That person?
Bunny’s eyes widened.
That is… well, I’m not entirely sure. Arha’s story hasn’t been illuminated much. However, judging by the nuance, it seems she had someone she cared for. But she hasn’t told anyone about it, not even Michael.
Suddenly, something Luriel had said long ago came to mind.
“Is that the person you loved?”
At Bunny’s words, Arha froze, then slowly held her breath.
“How did you….”
“That is….”
Since she couldn’t say she’d heard about the future from Luriel beforehand, Bunny rolled her eyes around before clearing her throat and speaking carefully.
“Well, I’m an incredibly amazing Demon King, you see?”
“Demon King…?”
Arha’s eyes widened.
‘Oh no, was I not supposed to say Demon King?’
People are naturally afraid of the Demon King!
The plan for peaceful coexistence between Demon Clan and humans hadn’t even started yet. Bunny, realizing her mistake, could only roll her eyes helplessly.
The girl quickly raised both hands.
“But I’m not a bad Demon King. I’m a good Demon King who wants to be friendly with humans… My real father is human, and the father I live with is human too, and my grandfather, sister, and older brother are all human….”
Bunny began earnestly defending herself. After all, earning the other person’s favor was the mission of this story.
Bunny swallowed hard and rolled her eyes around.
“So I’m not going to eat you or torment you or anything like that….”
“If you’re the Demon King… then you’re the ruler of the Demon Clan, right?”
Arha suddenly grabbed both of Bunny’s forearms and thrust her face forward, asking urgently.
Bunny, who had been staring at that desperate-looking face, hesitated before slowly nodding.
“Yes.”
“Can you… can you revive dead Demon Clan Members too? I heard that when the Demon King is resurrected, the Demon Clan grows stronger. So would they become stronger? You became the Demon King, so why haven’t the dead Demon Clan Members been revived? I just… I…”
Arha’s face contorted.
“I… I wish Krual would come back to life.”
Krual?
Bunny opened her mouth again, her expression subtle and questioning.
“Who is that?”
“He was my lover. Or rather, he had been. Now he’s… dead.”
Arha slowly held out her pendant before her as she spoke. Only then did Bunny’s eyes widen as she finally grasped the identity of that familiar sensation emanating from the pendant.
“So there really is a Demon Clan Member inside this, isn’t there?”
“…!”
Arha’s eyes widened.
“…You can sense it?”
“Yes.”
“…He’s still here?”
“Yes. His soul still remains. Here.”
Bunny’s fingertip lightly touched Arha’s pendant.
Arha’s eyes twisted as though she might weep, and soon tears streamed down her face.
“If I revive this one, that would be enough?”
It seemed this wasn’t about revenge after all—if that was the case, Bunny could help.
“…Is it possible? No, wait. Is it possible? Can you revive him?”
Arha crawled forward on her knees and grasped Bunny’s hand.
“He saved me. Instead of killing me like the other Demon Clan Members, he protected me from those who tried to kill me. When we started living together, I was happy. It’s just… because I’m human and he’s a Demon Clan Member, we couldn’t be together for long…”
Her words continued slowly, laden with desperation.
Bunny listened to the Young Lady’s story and nodded slowly.
“Still, we lived in the same house, ate the same food, wore similar clothes. I was happy. I lost my older brother, but… as long as Krual was there. Even though he looked fierce, he wasn’t scary…”
The longing in her trembling voice stirred something melancholic even within Bunny.
“Then one day he said he’d go find food, and he suddenly never came back. No matter how long I waited, he didn’t return, so I searched the village over and over, and I barely found just the pendant… but I heard that some Young Priest had purified a Demon Clan Member…”
“…”
“The shock of that news must have made me lose my memory. I even lost the pendant…”
Arha buried her face in her palms and then roughly rubbed her head.
“Then my older brother came looking for me and I found the pendant again… but thinking back, that Young Priest I heard about back then… he really seemed to resemble my older brother…”
Arha’s face crumpled and she bowed her head.
“I can’t bring myself to hate him, or even resent him… but I can’t act as though nothing happened either…”

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