Becoming a Villain from the Bishop of Sin

"Hmm...Could it be possible that I'm going to cry? To be honest, I also thought about whether I should cry, but it doesn't make sense?"

So what if you are not needed by others?

Anyway, no one will understand, even if they understand, they will not help, and even if they help, they will not be effective.

After sorting out the status quo, you can find that it is better to be alone, and you can't rely on anyone.

Rather than being disappointed with expectations, it's easier not to expect them from the beginning.

Don't expect, don't trust, so... isn't it invincible?

With his own persistence, he doesn't care about other people's attitudes, and he doesn't intend to act according to what Emnesia said, and even retorts questioningly:

"Crying, what else can I do besides making people laugh?"

"—If someone laughs at you, I will never spare those guys lightly!" The girl with confused thoughts and a heavy heart suppressed her trembling voice.

"Thank you, but there's no need, and...don't worry about it, I almost forgot to tell you something." Looking at the seriousness of the girl, Luo Mo said as if he couldn't stand it:

"To tell you the truth, I'm actually a liar with a rotten personality. You don't have to feel sorry for what happened to me. Moreover, in your diary, everything about me yesterday was actually just made up by me."

"Ugh....?"

Emnesia was stunned by the sudden truth, and even doubted her own ears for the first time tonight.

But Luo Mo didn't intend to explain, and just opened the closet habitually... After realizing that the inside was too small, he turned to get into the bed and said without looking back: "Go to sleep quickly, I'm almost the same If you are sleepy, you can just listen to these not-so-good things, and forget about them after you sleep."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and prepared to sleep, regardless of the girl's expression outside.

....................

The room returned to calm again, however... I don't know how long it has passed.

Just when Luo Mo was about to fall asleep, he noticed that the girl who had been stunned for a while because of the shocking truth outside seemed to have also got under the bed.

"...What about apologizing?" The gentle but sad voice floated to his ears from behind accurately, but he seemed a little impatient:

"Don't treat me like a child. Besides children, who will apologize for doing something wrong these days?"

"If you do something wrong, you should apologize, and you are not as good as a child... A child will at least cry when he is sad."

"But most children don't cry if they are alone, it's just because children want to be cared for and seek more comfort." Luo Mo closed his eyes and retorted casually without turning his head:

"And crying is basically equivalent to acquiescing to one's weakness or showing weakness. Because of this, if they grow up and understand the truth, they will basically not cry when they become strong."

"...You're the only one who makes a lot of nonsense, but even grown-ups can cry."

"That's just because things have reached the upper limit they can bear."

"...your upper limit?"

"That's a good question, but I don't know either."

"Liar."

"I don't have to lie to you."

"Did you forget that you said that you were a liar?"

Emnesia's words made him speechless for a moment.

He planned to resist with silence, but the girl behind him stretched out her hand in front of him, and just hugged him from behind.

"I remember that I seemed to say that yesterday's diary was written by me casually, right?"

"...Then this is your apology."

Then, as if she was afraid that he would run away, the girl tightened her arms a lot, and whispered in his ear in a softer voice: "Even if you apologize, I won't let you go."

"...In that case, I don't apologize anymore."

"That's good..."

"...Don't you keep a diary?"

"You're sure to change anyway, right?"

"...cough, I don't deny it, but I'm a little worried when you say that. Did you hide the notebook somewhere?"

"How come, sad and sad memories, of course it's better to forget them quickly. I have always lived like this, so I can be so carefree. I don't want to cry tomorrow, after all... then you will also Not feeling well?"

Desperately suppressed crying, Emnesia, who was holding him, tried hard to hold back her sadness, and made her usual cheerful voice as much as possible.

"...you are so stupid, you are obviously cheated by me, why do you still think about my affairs?"

"It's not a lie, it's just your wicked joke. Even if I don't have the memory, I can feel that you must be very important to me...otherwise, I wouldn't believe that kind of content."

"...who knows, maybe you are too stupid?"

"It's just stupid, so I trust my instincts."

"whatever....."

Seeing that there was no way to make sense, Luo Mo also gave up on what to say, sighed and closed his eyes while feeling the warmth from the girl behind him.

And Emnesia was also silent, didn't say anything, just hugged him quietly until she couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep.

...Although there were some accidents during the process, after the night of confession, everything was as if nothing had happened the next day.

"You are....?"

Emnesia looked at him blankly.

All the emotions of yesterday, such as sadness, desolation, pain, etc., disappeared with the sleep.

Chapter 26 You have to be responsible to me·Daughter mode activated

Luo Mo, who had woken up early and was very worried about Emnesia's sudden recovery, felt relieved when he saw her familiar state.

At first, he was still a little worried that Emnesia's memory would recover, but now it seems that it is just unfounded worry.

"What's wrong? Why keep staring at me??"

Emnicia, who woke up with an empty head and didn't even know her own name, became a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, subconsciously stepped back and wanted to get up.

Then.....

Boom!He hit his head on the bottom of the bed.

"—Woo?!" The pain caused her to cover her head with her hands, leaning down again, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Luo Mo directly dragged the bed with one hand, lifted it up and looked at the girl holding her head, and couldn't help shaking her head in a funny way: "You child, why are you so careless?"

"I, why did I sleep under the bed?" She looked up tearfully, and looked at him nervously, the more she thought about it, the more flustered she became: "And...why is it with you? Are you …”

"To be honest, you slept with me last night."

"Huh? I...I fell asleep...you?" The sudden truth made her dumbfounded.

"Yeah, obviously I refused desperately and wanted you to go out, but you kept pushing me in..."

"—How is it possible! I just..."

"Don't try to renege on it! The whole village can attest to the fact that you are still trying to mess with me at night! Now everyone knows about it! I am such a good cucumber boy , How will you marry a wife and have children in the future?! I don't care! You have to be responsible to me!"

"?????"

When I woke up, my head was empty. I don’t know what’s going on now. I don’t know why I hugged a man. Amnesia was accused by him with a face full of grief and indignation. My head was full of question marks, and I was completely dumbfounded. .

"What's the matter? You, don't you! Are you really unwilling to take responsibility? You...you were very gentle when you slept with me last night, and you made countless promises to me, but now...you Women are like this! When you lift your skirt, you will turn your face and deny anyone! I'm dead!"

Luo Mo, who casually pushed the bed against the wall and stood up, covered his face with his hands trying not to laugh, but he looked like he was about to cry, and his voice was visibly trembling.

This also made Emnesia panic immediately, stood up regardless of the pain in her head, and comforted in a hurry:

"Don't cry! I'm in charge! Can't I be in charge?"

"...So reluctant! I really...have entrusted you to someone else! I gave all...all of my innocence to the irresponsible..."

"—No, no! I am very willing, willing!"

"....Is it really?"

Luo Mo stopped his disguise for a while, and observed the girl in front of him through his fingers.

"Really! So, so stop crying, okay?" She tried her best to squeeze out a smile, and patted Luo Mo's head with jerky movements.

"Well, listen to you."

"....thanks?"

Almost as soon as Luo Mo accepted it, she heaved a sigh of relief and tilted her head uncertainly to thank her.

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After the brief farce ended, Emnesia read her diary as usual under the guidance of Luo Mo.

Of course, there was no record of yesterday's, and Luo Mo changed it back the day before yesterday, so she couldn't figure out what happened.

"...Ugh~ What the hell did I do yesterday?"

Emnesia sat cross-legged on the ground, trying to think hard, but her eyes quickly turned to the villagers who were still working outside the window. To be precise, she wanted to go out and ask.

But Luo Mo grabbed her hand, which made her instinctively stop and look back in confusion, waiting for his answer.

"You probably don't know that this village has the custom of hunting newcomers. I advise you not to leave this room blindly, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable. After all, we consummated our house last night and became newcomers."

"Hunting newcomers?"

"The meaning of the newlyweds."

"...do you take me for a fool?" Even Emnesia couldn't help looking at him suspiciously: "How could there be such a strange custom? If there is, how did they So many people survived? Can they all be resurrected?"

"Not to mention, most of them have really been resurrected."

"You're talking nonsense again..."

"Am I talking nonsense, if you ask, you will know? Come on, open the window and ask."

With that said, he opened the window and made a gesture of invitation.

Amnesia opened the window dubiously, and looked down at the villager who was skinning the big fox—the mother of the huntress Miria.

The woman noticed the sound of the window opening on the second floor, and immediately stopped what she was doing, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and looked at it with a warm smile: