The Villainess Comes Back in Time to Find the One Who Truly Loved Her One Week Before Dying

"... ha. Nothing's changed, you."

She said so without even trying to hide the nuance of "pity..." while holding her abdomen down and looking down at me coldly on the ground.

An absolute zero degree gaze that pierces the person released from that fierce eye... I guess this guy can kill people with just his gaze if he wants to.

... Chelsea, I often say that my face is a villain face, but this is what a real villain face means. I'd love to show Chelsea this face of hers.

"... hey... ha... kuha..."

I can't breathe well. My eyes tickle. I feel nauseous. Severe pain is running in my abdomen where I was put in a knee kick. She has relentlessly put in a full knee kick in a way that avoids my slaughter and also uses the force I was advancing. And that was a clean hit on the abdomen, naturally.

She keeps talking, staring down at me with a heartfelt disappointment.

"Hey, why do you think you can't win once?

"... ha... ha..."

I don't know. And I can't talk yet.

"I'm born from the same person and I'm learning swordsmanship from the same person. Besides, you're a man, so whatever you used to be, now you have your share in pure physical abilities."

……

My breathing is finally calming down.

"And yet we can't win once, nor fight each other"

……

Does this guy want to break my heart completely? I know that's not what you're saying, but it's always too dos... My sister hasn't changed a thing.

My sister, who became a knight and went to Tokyo, returned home for the first time in six months. And when you come back, you take me out to practice, sister. For the first time in six months, the sister-brother arrangement was no different than it was six months ago and ended with the "usual result" of his brother being unilaterally bogged down.

"I'll tell you what, it's not about talent or the difference in experience."

"... yes, is it?

I can finally talk.

"Of course you do. There's no big difference in talent between me and you. I just want you to think so."

"... then what? That I'm not trying hard enough?

"That's different, too. My arm itself is a lot up. All right, good luck, town."

Sitting right next to me falling down, feeling like a little fool. Okay, okay. I'm going to head over. Sister. I'm completely irresistible.

"I think it's mental, for a reason"

"... mental?

"Yes. You haven't thought about pity like," You can't beat your sister "or" I'm gonna borrow your chest "before you fight?

……

"Drawing stars. And when he gets prevented from attacking a few times, he says," I knew it wouldn't work... "and despairs on his own, and when he gets hit back and he's about to break his guard a little, he says," I knew it wouldn't work today... "and gives up on his own and launches a self-destructive attack"

It doesn't even make any noise.

"... I don't know what else to do because of my personality. But if you can't fix that, the knight better never have one. 'Cause one of these days you're going to die in battle."

I'm not aiming for a knight anything... but to this point I'm just as annoyed when they unequivocally say, "You'll never get a knight if you stay right now".

"But maybe an adventurer or something. Your very hectic personality will surely be the only quest you'll ever take to succeed. Don't you think you can make some hard money?

"... hiccup."

"What is it? I'm worried about my brother's future."

"No, the way you say it..."

"Why do I have to tell you the way I care about you? After all these years, you can't beat me once. To the point where you can't even fight each other?

That line is the second one today. Time to cry, me. I'm gonna cry.

"... seriously, if you can't fix it from the ground up, I think the opposite is fine as it is now, you are"

……

"Halfway through healing, I'm saying it's better to stay where you are if you're going to have the weird courage to die wild somewhere."

……

"... if you only compete with someone you can definitely win, you won't lose and die. That's not how knights work.... so don't go for a knight, just a battle you can definitely win." You might not win, "or" bad minutes, "you run away."

I'm not convinced, but I also don't know what my sister wants to say. Maybe it's also true that you're worried about my future.

"That's just the way you live, I'm sure. And that's nothing, it's not a bad thing."

"... right"

"... If you don't and you want to fix the heckle from the ground up, you can come to me. I'll work you back out. Of course I'll take the money."

"... you're taking money!

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It's been a week since I witnessed Chelsea and Prince Kyle on the roof of the old school building.... I was running for booze. As soon as I finished work, I headed to the mall for booze, the day I didn't have a job was day to day for booze, and anyway, every day for booze soaking. I'm still in the tavern by myself, naturally.

I remember my sister's dream I had a long time ago last night. If my sister saw me now, would she give me that heartfelt disappointment again? Maybe he'll comfort you even though he makes a fool of himself by saying, "That's not just about right for you, heck.... No. Impossible.

(I think I should stop working on this and even go see my sister...)

I'll think about that with Bo. Probably if I went to see him, he'd be matched up to bump me on the day I met him again.

... but even such a sister is extremely sweet compared to her mother. Around what seems natural, maybe my mother is out of standard after all.

I haven't had a decent conversation with Chelsea in the past week. She noticed right away that something was wrong with me, and she talked to herself worried so much, she told me so many times, but it wasn't something I could talk to her about, and most importantly, I couldn't see her face properly.

So how many times have you told her, "Is something wrong? Even if she asks," Don't worry about it because I'm just a little tired or stressed out, "she answers every time, soaking up a shopping mall liquor store every day to get away from her.

Eileen also spoke to me a few times and invited me to join her for a drink if I wanted to, but I'm sorry, but now I said leave me alone and I refused.

... sucks, me. Step on the goodwill of the two of you...

I know by the head. He said he still didn't know if Chelsea accepted Prince Kyle's proposal. Rather, considering what Chelsea has said and done so far, he says he's more likely to have said no.

But are you sure that's all right? If that were the case, she would have missed her chance to be the Prince's Lady because of my halfway future commitments with Chelsea. I may have gotten in a bad position by buying the prince's anger.

Chelsea could have been queen, as my first impression was, than Prince Kyle could have been king.

... No, you're not. I'm sure I'm just scared. That Chelsea's heart is changed by the appearance of someone she deserves far more than herself.

Actually, I was wondering if Chelsea had accepted the proposal that day already, or if she was still putting the answer on hold now and was going to try to decide that she hadn't made a promise to me from now on.

And jealous. I'm definitely jealous of Prince Kyle. I am jealous that Chelsea deserves everything he has by the time everything is perfect, and I resent him for having such a romantic affair with Chelsea.

I can't believe a grown man is so ugly jealous of a boy nearly ten years younger than himself... it sucks, me after all.

No more, in my mind, from a childish thing called "You're not about to get your hands on my woman, you fucking kid" to "I don't know if you're a prince, but he's a wizard. With this sword I got from Chelsea, I can take that guy's life as long as I'm ready to die, too," I can't stop my irrational resentment of Prince Kyle until I'm on a self-inflicted level.

Thinking in Chelsea's shoes, you can say as much as you want: "I told her I liked her so many times I put off the conclusion until school graduation, you're a bad heck of a bitch," and "I shouldn't because I try to imitate it". And you're absolutely right.

... No, my thoughts are really going in a negative direction. Even though I haven't decided to be shaken yet.

... Let's drink after all. I can tell myself I'm pretty drunk already, but let's still drink. It's a holiday tomorrow, and we won't go back to our room tonight and have a drink all night. Let's drink and forget about it.

"Neighbors OK"

……

No, you have other seats available, why did you sit next to people... before I replied?

"Sorry! Lemonade crumbs!

"Yes!

"... Mr. Westwood?

"... you've said many times that Rebecca would be fine"

Yet she gave a pranky grin.

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Mr. Westwood was out to dinner in the mall with a friend after class and apparently he stumbled upon me walking into the liquor store alone looking lonely.

She was also concerned that something was wrong with me lately, so she wanted to talk to me a little bit if I still seemed to be in the tavern after dinner.

And when I came to the tavern where I went in after dinner with a friend, he said that I was still there and the seat next door was empty, so he sat down without question and spoke to me. I don't know... you like sitting next door without asking questions. That's what you did on the bench in the old school building, right?

"... So, what's up, Doctor"

"... what do you say?

"... are you going to blur? We've been talking about this among girls for the past week. Dr. Beckford, have you broken your heart? And? Did you have a fight with her maid? Or something."

"... I've said over and over again that's not how you relate to Eileen"

"What, so it's a hit that you broke your heart?

... Wow what a woman looks like. Broken hearts don't have to be far away... I wonder if I've been giving a negative aura all that time in class. I was going to do my job right for once.

"No, it's not like that..."

"... it might be a little easier if I told someone, right? Don't drink all the alcohol by yourself every day."

"... how did you know you drank it every day"

"I knew you drank every day!? No, Doctor."

... Directed interrogation! This guy's tough.

... here we go. It could be a little easier if you did tell someone. Having thought about it, I told her everything I had done while putting in a lot of dizziness. I mean, stupid.

"I mean, the teacher has a girlfriend who's less than a friend and less than a lover."

"... but it's not her yet"

"... let's simply call her there. Isn't it a hassle to say" she's a candidate "or something?

"... Yes"

"So, he said a man with far better conditions has approached the girlfriend than the teacher"

"Yes..."

Drink up the booze in front of you.

"I've had too much to drink already! Take a break!"

"... Yes"

Fifteen-year-old, and a big adult pissed off by his own students.

"Already... I'll go on.... Instead of asking her, the teacher, who happened to know about it, couldn't even have a proper conversation with her, and she was stuffy and soaked for a week."

"... like that"

……

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"... Doctor was actually a very hectic person"

... right? I knew you'd think so.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Don't be such a jerk.... but unexpected. I don't think he's the same person as that god of war swordmaster on the tour."

"... this is the vegetable. disillusioned?"

"No, not at all. Rather the best, that gap. I've been desperate to contain my rising maternal instincts since earlier."

Oh, really...

"... this is a woman's idea, well, it's normal to think about it"

……

"Maybe you don't have to worry about her, because I choose to be a teacher."

"... what makes you think that?"

"I don't know what an amazing condition man is that I've approached..."

This is so awesome. To be specific, isn't this the first or second place in this country?

"Because few people are nicer than teachers. If she can make a normal decision, she usually chooses a teacher."

what?... what is that super overrated.

"... and if, you know, the teacher's girlfriend is the kind of person who can't even make such a normal decision"

……

"... I thank her for her stupid choice and get the teacher thing! So don't worry, if you're shaken, you'll get such a beautiful girl ♪ Shouldn't you rather go and be actively shaken?

"... no, no, you're not going to get your hands on the students at school"

... Someone I'm calling "her" on this occasion right now, a student at school though.

"Really? I don't think you need to worry about that.... And yet, oh, I'm more heartbroken.... No, I don't know yet, I'm not giving up. Please, may the teacher's girlfriend be blind to superficial conditions...!

"Here."

"... oh, yeah. Doctor, I've been curious to hear about your teacher."

"What is it?"

"Doctor, many times you said you wouldn't match her."

"... you said it"

"That's wrong. Even if there are many women who don't match the teacher, there are few women who the teacher doesn't match, so I think you can rest assured there."

You have a high reputation for me and you.

"... look, you'd be a little better if you told someone, wouldn't you?

"... Yes. Thanks to you."

"Hehe, I'm glad I could help!

"... thanks"

"Doctor."

"Yes."

"... just in case your teacher's girlfriend doesn't choose a teacher... I mean it"

"... ok"

I don't even know what I found out, but I just had to answer that for now. And I talked to her, and it's also true that I'm feeling better. I have to thank you.

... Yeah, I figured I'd stop drinking all night and go home to my room.

... Ugh, I drank too much, I'm freaking out.

Speaking of which, I rarely get drunk and Lu Rhythm stops turning or gets weird tense, so I don't realize I'm drunk around, but I actually can't walk decently because I've been given a sense of equilibrium by alcohol for so long, you're the type to be.

It's a nasty way to get drunk while I'm...

... I wonder if I can get to my room.