The Villain in the Side Story Wants to Live

Just Help

I’ve given up on drawing a line with Serena.

Returning a favor with malice is something only a real villain would do.

That didn’t mean I gave up my escape, or even my life.

‘Because I don’t have to take on bad roles.’

There is someone out there who is aiming for Serena’s life.

If he kills Serena, she’ll get her freedom without getting my hands dirty.

Of course, that could be a promise without a promise, but he’s bold enough to poison Serena’s food, so will he give up easily?

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Maybe he’ll keep trying to kill Serena.

If Serena died like that, she might be a bit sad.

──That’s why it was a pity that I couldn’t give Serena’s end with my own hands.

There was absolutely no other meaning.

“Why are you standing there?”

She turned her head in the direction she came from when she heard the voice and saw Serena standing there with her hands full of documents.

“Her body seems to be fully recovered now, so I’m trying to move around.”

When I came to my senses, I found myself kicking out of my seat without even realizing it.

The reason… Never said it

“No need to overdo it.”

“No, I’m really better.”

“Does that mean you can be handcuffed and shackled?”

She hesitated a little, but finally shook her head.

She didn’t want to trick her into taking advantage of her convenience, at least by lying that she wasn’t well.

Above all, I am not a villain.

“……You don’t have to overdo it. Really.”

The person in question said it was fine, but Serena urgently stopped.

Anyone who sees her will know that she feels sorry for herself.

“That’s because it’s okay.”

“Joe, be careful.”

Even though it’s her proof, Serena put the document she was holding on her desk.

“How are you?”

“……I see.”

Her face blushed slightly as she nodded her head shyly.

It looks like he’s taken aback because he didn’t expect me to act like this.

…… If not, are you mad at me for doing something I didn’t ask you to do?

Her blue eyes staring at me with her lips pursed let me know that this is not an ordinary occurrence.

Did I do something wrong?

Come to think of it, it seemed that her hands slightly touched while holding it.

Was that so unpleasant?

“Thank you for moving the documents…”

A voice that gets smaller the further you go.

However, the word ‘thank you’ clearly passed by my ears.

…… Wait, thank you?

It was an unbelievable word that came out of Serena’s mouth.

“What did you just say?”

“……I’m busy today, so I’ll have to start working right away.”

When I asked again, wondering if I had heard it wrong, Serena openly ignored it.

She sat down at her desk without giving me a glance even though I was staring at her, and went through the documents she brought one by one.

Seeing her concentration with a nonchalant expression on her face, she even started talking to me again.

‘But they don’t fill the sentence?’

After saying it with her own mouth, she is diligently rummaging through her documents.

Did I forget because I was busy?

There’s nothing wrong with me, but what is this feeling of deliberately avoiding conversation?

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Maybe it’s just a mood?

Because there’s no reason Serena can’t run into me.

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Sharak Sharak.

Serena turns over the papers with an expressionless face.

She was concentrating on her work without looking away for a moment.

Looks very busy. She also looked tired at the same time.

You’ve been nursing me all these days.

Even though she watched me from the side, I remembered that she took care of the paperwork in her spare time.

I probably didn’t get much rest.

The proof was that the dark circles under Serena’s eyes had become thicker than last time.

“It’s a bit embarrassing…”

In the meantime, as if something had happened, Serena wrinkled her brow and looked away from the papers.

Hmmm.

She put her hand to her mouth and cleared her throat, then turned her head towards me.

“Are you hungry?”

“Huh? Me?”

“Yes. It’s mealtime soon.”

I thought it stopped because things weren’t going well, but was it because of me?

I’m a bit sorry.

“It’s okay because you’re not hungry, are you busy?”

“It just piled up over the course of a few days.”

She rubbed her temples and spat out softly.

“Ah, it’s absolutely not because of you. This was delayed because of my personal matter.”

As if she was about to take a break, she quietly closed her eyes and added gibberish.

As expected, work piled up taking care of me.

I’m really sorry.

“Can I help you?”

I spit it out without realizing it.

“You?”

She asked in a voice more surprised than suspicious.

“I’ll help if I can.”

“Wait, I didn’t delay work because of you.”

“I know.”

“Then why…”

Why?

Are you sorry and thank you for taking care of me?

Or do you feel sorry for the way you work without resting?

“Now that I’m better, you’re going to torture me again, right? Honestly, you’re busy and I don’t want to be tortured either, so why don’t you make me work instead?”

To be honest, I don’t know why I want to help.

But it would be easier for her to accept my help if I said this.

“That’s right, that makes sense.”

Serena shook her head a couple of times and stood up.

“Instead, if you don’t do it right, I will punish you.”

That’s an unexpected answer.

Seeing that he spoke with a small smile on his lips, it seemed that these were not empty words.

“Now, come here.”

Serena stood up from her seat and pointed to her own chair.

I wondered if it was okay for me to sit down, but I couldn’t overcome the eyebrows telling me to sit down quickly.

“Read this first.”

Serena stood behind me and handed me a thick wad of papers.

A completely new character system.

However, there was no problem in reading the article, as if it was the privilege of the possessor.

‘Is this an event plan?’

I haven’t read all of the details yet, but looking at the scale or the number of circles drawn in the budget, I could feel that it was a big event.

If you think about the perspective of the novel’s abduction, it’s probably a victory festival held in commemoration of defeating the demon king.

“Ah…”

I was about to read the main points when I heard something like a sigh from behind me.

Turning her head, she saw Serena waving her hand in the air, her mouth pursed.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you read this?”

When her eyes met mine, she asked in a timid voice.

Why the hell are you doing that… Aha.

You were taken aback when you realized that you proudly showed the demon king’s servants that the demon king was holding a festival to commemorate his defeat.

I also felt like I was worried that I might commit suicide after hearing this shocking fact.

“Actually, I couldn’t understand people’s writing because I couldn’t read them.”

I’m trying to hide it because I’m worried, but I need a little help.

“Is that so? It’s understandable since the language of demons is different from that of humans.”

“Yes, the only thing I can know is the number.”

Seeing her let out a sigh of her relief, I thought she did a good job faking it.

“I want you to write a budget plan.”

“Budget?”

“That’s right, even you, who can only recognize numbers, should be able to do it.”

Preparing the budget. I felt that I could do it because I had a history of rolling as an administrative officer in my previous life.

At that time, I did everything from planning and data research to miscellaneous things like finance.

“Can you do it?”

“Anything like this is possible.”

I was treated like a dog in my previous life, so I can’t even do this.

“You can mark it at the top where you handle the goods as much as the amount written in the order document.”

In the place indicated as the order document, there was a tower of documents as tall as me.

“Are there too many?”

“I guess so?”

“I don’t need help…”

“There’s nothing you can’t do, right?”

If I didn’t help, Serena would have to do everything in the end.

At least I wouldn’t do that to the person who saved my life.

“Is that so?”

“It’s instead of torture anyway, so use it as you please.”

“Thank you… Thank you.”

Serena muttered as she tugged at her hair to cover both her cheeks.

The trembling of her shoulders seemed to reveal that she wasn’t used to uttering these words either.

“Why are you staring at me?”

Both of Serena’s cheeks, visible through the cracks in her hair, were flushed red.

For some reason, she had a momentary desire to ask, but she didn’t because Serena opened her mouth first.

“……You will need to know a few characters to write a budget, so I will teach you.”

Turning her head as if to shake off her thoughts, Serena grabbed her quill.

She wrote ‘Penny’, ‘Shilling’ and ‘Guinea’ in order on her blank sheet of paper.

The words were a representative unit of currency that appeared in the novel.

“It gets complicated when you go into details, but there is no big problem if you know this.”

After reproducing her writing method, she handed over her quill as if to write it down herself.

I fiddled with her quill a few times and scribbled down her words.

“Not bad, but not easy to spot.”

Did it have a weird writing effect on purpose?

She seemed to genuinely assume that I didn’t know human writing.

“If you don’t write properly, there may be problems, so I’ll help you a little bit.”

Serena suddenly places her hand on the back of her hand.

“Why, why?”

Sudden contact.

Her

When I looked at her with a puzzled mind, I asked back as if something had stabbed her.

“Me, I don’t think you can write the letters properly… I’m just trying to help!”

After explaining the reason for not asking, she stared at me as if she was looking at something.