I'll Make It a Bad Ending Like a Villain

Filina looked at Henry with a puzzled expression.

He was still red, biting his bottom lip. Sometimes I looked at her with resentment as she spoke to me casually.

The look on his face looked a little pitiful, and Filina said no more, but she couldn’t get rid of her dumbfounded expression.

Wasn’t that a surprise? Who cares about whom now…….

She could have rushed to kill Henry right now. Still, it wasn’t a strange picture at all.

His neck still bore the marks of Philina’s attempt to kill him.

Henry’s fingernails had dug into his skin as he squeezed into his neck, leaving a scar.

She really couldn’t understand him.

How can I like someone who tried to kill me?

How cranky I have been…….

No, was it possible that Henry liked someone in the first place?

In the original story, he tries to use Cecilia to destroy his family, but the narrative is not added, such as that he regrets it because he realizes his feelings for her in hindsight, or that he is terribly in love with Cecilia.

But now Henry is blushing at him. What kind of nonsense is this?

Filina let out a small sigh and opened her mouth.

“Lord Argeni.”

He had only called her name, but Henry looked at Philina with a shaking shoulder.

His face was so slender that it looked neat to look at me with a gaping face.

Philina pursed her lips dryly.

“Remember what I told Lord Argeny the other day?”

“Which…….”

He asked, frowning, and Philina blurted out in a cold voice.

“You said you didn’t like Lord Argeny.”

Henry’s face hardened at her words.

He was talking about special training at the military academy and the day when the cadets were made to eat the fruit of hallucinations.

Philina continued, looking indifferent.

“I didn’t say it at the time, I did it as a joke.”

“…….”

“I really hate Lord Argeni. In fact, it’s unpleasant to see the two of them facing each other like this.”

Henry’s eyes contorted slightly at her words, as if he had been hurt.

Seeing him, Filina smiled lightly.

“Sir Argeny said I didn’t like it. But I don’t know why he suddenly changed his mind, but…”

She paused, and looked at Henry. He seemed to want to make excuses for what he had said before.

But she knew it too.

That the naughty sentences he had made were also spit out by mischief.

But that wasn’t the point.

Philina said in a dumb voice.

“I hope Sir Argeni doesn’t like me.”

That way, I can hate myself with peace of mind.

That he cared about himself was not calculated.

Henry had to be as indifferent to me as he was meant to be.

Then I can kill him when the worst of the worst comes without any guilt.

The consumption of emotions is harmful.

Henry’s emotions only disturbed me. I didn’t want to feel even the slightest sympathy for him.

So that he could hate Henry with all his heart, he could only hope that he would hate me even more.

Henry lowered the hand that had covered his face and said with an expressionless face.

“Having heard Sir Debussy say, I know this one thing for sure.”

“…….”

“I don’t know if I like it, at least I can’t hate Sir Debussy.”

Philina asked with a dumbfounded look at his words.

“Why?”

Then Henry drew a small smile over his beautiful features.

“No matter how much Sir Debussy says to me, I don’t hate the time we have with him now.”

“…… So how can you not like the time you spend with me?”

Henry looked at Philina with a puzzled look at her question. Then he raised his mouth softly and said in a low voice:

“Lend me some time tomorrow and I’ll let you know.”

“Yes?”

“I know you got a ticket to go out based on the points for each team.”

At Henry’s words, she furrowed her eyebrows and said with a dumbfounded face:

“I don’t like it. Why should I use a ticket to go out because of Lord Argeny?”

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“Then I’ll split my outing tickets. I understand that it is possible to delegate to others anyway. Time may be a little pressed, but……”

“No, that’s why I’m asking why I have to go out with Sir Argeni.”

At Philina’s words, he closed his mouth and looked down at her silently. It was a face that chose an answer.

Henry’s gaze dropped downwards, and he replied hesitantly.

“I just want to spend some time with Debussy.”

His purple iris rose up again, facing Filina.

“Perhaps, if you spend time with me, Sir Debussy’s dislike of me will diminish even the slightest.”

Henry’s expression looked like that of a child craving affection, and Filina was embarrassed.

It was overly frank.

So I didn’t know what to say.

I don’t know what to say no……. I didn’t like the fact that I had to hesitate to say no in the first place because of Henry’s business.

“By the way, you can’t refuse, Lord Debussy.”

Then, suddenly, Henry smiled gracefully and said: It was as if he knew that Philina was rolling his head to refuse.

Eventually, he came up with a reason why she couldn’t refuse.

“You haven’t forgotten that you made a hunting bet with me on vacation.”

At Henry’s relaxed voice, Philina said with a look of chagrin.

“Are you really going to make a wish for something like this? Rather ask me for money. I don’t have any time to give to Lord Argeni!”

“I have a lot of money. But I think Sir Debussy would be in trouble for me to say anything else……. I’ve been thinking about it a lot. First of all, I think it’s important to get a little closer.”

No, what the hell was he going to say…?

Philina glanced at him in bewilderment, but Henry just stared at her with an expressionless face.

The atmosphere seemed to be a bit chilly. When he smiles, his pretty face quickly breaks down, but his calm expression makes his reality more solid.

Then Lawrence, who was walking at the end of the hallway, called out to Philina.

“Sir Debussy.”

As she turned around, Lawrence, who had glanced at Henry in front of him, spoke to Philina.

“The Chancellor wants to see you for a moment. It’s a room at the end of the corridor.”

Nodding at his words, Philina let out a small sigh of relief and stepped away.

Henry stared intently at her back, then walked back into the chapel.

Lawrence, who was left alone, looked at the two of them alternately, with a puzzled expression.

Lawrence knocked on the room where he had spoken, and the chief priest greeted Filina and walked out.

“Welcome.”

Masha was sitting on the couch, sipping a cup of tea. Philina bowed her head and gave her a brief greeting.

“I see you, Mr. Minister. I’ve been appointed a formal knight at this time……”

But Philina interrupted him, and Masha replied sullenly.

“I’ve been introduced. I already know the name.”

At her words, Filina looked embarrassed. Then Masha grinned and pointed with her chin to the seat in front of me.

“Come and sit down, Sir Debussy.”

Filina looked at her awkwardly and then walked cautiously.

Masha picked up the kettle that had been set on the table and poured it into her teacup.

In front of Philina, she set down her teacup. The clinking of glasses flowed through the silence.

“Did you expect me to call?”

Masha asked, smiling softly, and Filina replied calmly.

“Yes, a little bit.”

I thought there must be a reason why I had the ceremony at the ordination ceremony.

So I wasn’t surprised when Lawrence told me to go here.

“Then you know why you called it?”

Masha looked at Filina and smiled.

His face looked at me with a relaxed expression and a deep interest in it.

Filina stared intently into her face without saying a word.

A powerful divine force was felt.

When there were a lot of people, I didn’t notice the various energies mixed together, but when I was in a space where there were only two of us, I felt it.

It wasn’t a divine force flowing from himself.

It was an aura coming from Masha right in front of me.

As much as she felt it, she must know her strength.

“That’s amazing.”

Masha tilted her head to look at Filina and smirked.

“I’ve never seen anyone who controls the divine power at will.”

“Yes?”

At her words, Filina retorted, frowning. Then Masha opened her lips once more with a fresh smile.

“What did you do earlier? Can’t you show it again in front of me?”

“…… What the hell are you talking about?”

Philina frowned, and Masha wiped away her smile and asked in surprise.

“You don’t know?”

As she continued to miss the subject, Filina looked at Masha in frustration. She asked in an embarrassed voice.

“You know you have divine powers, right?”

Filina hesitated for a moment, then nodded her head cautiously.

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Masha, who was looking at her, also followed Filina and nodded together, and then opened her mouth with a puzzled face.

“So, do you know that you controlled the Divine Force Force earlier?”

“Regulating the divine power?”

“…… You did it, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t do anything.”

Filina blurted out in a dumbfounded voice.

Then Masha leaned back deeply on the sofa and stared at her with a strange expression.

“You really didn’t know?”

At Masha’s words, Filina took a moment to reflect on her memory.

When I first saw her, it seemed to me that she was referring to the time when the ordination ceremony was just beginning.

As I prayed, I suddenly opened my eyes, and when I saw him looking at me, I turned my head and there was Masha.

He seemed to be saying that he had done something.

But Filina did nothing. Perhaps because I couldn’t concentrate properly during prayer time, I made eye contact with Masha.