How to Survive as a Villain in a Novel

69 – Hyunjin Yoon (3)

All cases have ended.

At this point, you naturally become curious.

Where is the protagonist of all this?

It is time to meet the main character of this scenario.

“I have work left to do.”

After mumbling that, she turned her body towards the east side of the library.

A building that at least has some form.

After passing through the concrete fragments scattered here and there, I opened the steel side door.

Giggles.

The door did not open, perhaps because the frame of the building was distorted.

Well, at first glance, it is only natural that the huge statue of a god went on a rampage here.

Thanks to this, you don’t have to worry about how to enter the building.

I was able to easily enter the building by climbing up the exterior wall to the collapsed second floor ceiling.

The inside of the library I looked into was more miserable than I thought.

Books and chairs turned over here and there. There was stagnant water all over the floor, as if a sprinkler had exploded somewhere. Above all, the books spilling over the collapsed bookshelf evoke a mysterious feeling.

A trace of the end of one scenario.

In this novel, the scenery that was described simply as ‘the surroundings were devastated’ unfolds so coldly inside.

We arrived at the central staircase using the empty ceiling as a compass.

A huge chunk of concrete was blocking the way down to the first floor.

“Okay.”

The malice obtained thanks to Dicke’s scales gives me enough strength.

I squeezed my body into the narrow gap.

[ 1St floor ]

[Reading Room 3 800 (Literature Books)]

I passed the shaking classification table and entered the reading room. Poetry, essays, and various novels. Little by little, the spilled signs begin to take on a pastel tone.

By the time everyone realized that these books were children’s books.

A wooden castle wall unfolded before my eyes.

Of course, this is only a metaphor.

The fallen bookshelves overlap like a small wooden castle wall.

Like a castle wall made of pillows that everyone has dreamed of at least once as a child.

Squeak

I pushed one of the bookshelf with force, and the girl I was looking for was sitting inside it.

I might have been embarrassed, but she was looking up at me with a blank, unfocused face.

“……”

Is that her embarrassed look?

“I’m going in.”

I barged into Yoon Hyun-jin’s small castle without permission.

* * *

“Boys and girls should not be this close together in closed spaces at school.”

A small castle filled with the smell of trees and books.

I was glad to follow the school rules that Hyunjin Yoon exclaims as a habit today. It was even better to hear the exhausted voice. Even in this situation, I wanted to tackle him and ask if he was following the school rules, but I just laughed.

“This place is more cozy than I thought.”

“Lee Han, you really don’t even listen to me.”

“I’m a bit of a delinquent too. “Is it possible to listen to what the leader of the leader said?”

“You are truly the villain of villains.”

Suddenly, Yoon Hyun-jin, who is feeling exhausted, feels like it would be a good idea to make fun of him.

“Is this something someone who destroyed the library and everything would say?”

“That’s true too.”

Yoon Hyun-jin hugs her knee without much expression.

I glanced at her appearance.

The condition is not good in many ways.

Her brown hair is covered in gray cement dust. Her white flesh is showing through her torn black stockings, as if she had been caught by a falling bookshelf. Her blouse, which was always neat, was now loose here and there.

More than anything, there were a few red lines added to her left wrist.

Hyunjin Yoon opened her mouth, hiding her wrist.

“Why did you come? I could have just let it collapse along with the library. “Isn’t it better for a villain to not have a leading manager like me?”

“Well. “From my perspective, you’re not that much of a threat.”

When she shrugs her shoulders, Hyunjin Yoon laughs fishily.

It must be a self-mocking laugh.

Then she asks again as if talking to herself.

“How did you find it?”

Wordlessly, I looked down at the bookmark she was holding in one of her hands.

Bookmarks with a rustic design that can be easily found at any store.

However, a small cheering message will be engraved there.

An item that I secretly gave to her one day.

She knew that when she was having a hard time, she would visit a nearby library and absently turn the pages.

I am a reader who has read this novel several times.

And suddenly, a question arises.

This is something I was curious about after reading this damn novel several times.

The question is why Yoon Hyun-jin became the villain in this scenario.

That question was answered by the sight of Hyunjin Yoon holding that insignificant bookmark so preciously.

At this point, you can guess why Hyunjin Yoon became the final boss of the scenario.

Why did Hyunjin Yoon have to explode like this?

According to the official setting, she is an incredibly kind being.

No, it would be more appropriate to say that he is disciplined rather than good. She is a leading manager who strictly follows the rules and enforces those rules on others. That is Yoon Hyun-jin’s identity.

Such a being suddenly takes charge of the villain of a scenario, and the main villain at that. Why on earth am I reading a novel? This thought occurred to me several times.

I just thought that the conclusion I came to was a device to show that ‘secondary awakenings done incorrectly are so dangerous.’

But after experiencing it myself, I realized it.

What a hard fight Yoon Hyun-jin has had.

Firstly, it is harassment.

Rampant harassment from leading managers moving around.

It’s not just the students’ atmosphere that makes them feel like they’re being ostracized.

After listening to Seo Ha-eun’s story, it was said that there was even direct harassment from the student council president and a group of saints.

But. This is only superficial pain.

Yoon Hyun-jin’s true problem exists deeper and in the more distant past.

「There are many healed wounds on Hyunjin Yoon’s wrists. When she was young she was cut, and she is prone to self-harm.”

In the novel, a sentence is explained casually in passing.

That sentence unkindly gave me a clue to understanding Hyunjin Yoon.

‘Why did she, who was so infinitely kind and known for her rules, slit her own wrists like that?’

In order to resolve the question, we need to synthesize the fragmentary information about Hyunjin Yoon.

Parents who deserve to be called ‘heroes’ by everyone.

Parents who work really hard, are kind, and are respected.

That’s why the parents didn’t even have time to take care of Yoon Hyun-jin.

They may have been heroes to others, but they may not have been heroes to their daughters.

A child left alone at home.

If you picture the scene from the perspective of Hyunjin Yoon, who was clearly a little smarter and more mature than the other children, you will immediately understand her.

Even though the child is at an age when he needs attention and love, he puts up with it because his parents are great.

There is no way to express the inner self that is gradually falling apart.

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Parents are obviously doing good things, and expressing such things is extremely selfish and mean.

Even though I am not a psychiatrist, I know that what a child needs more than anything else is parental attention and love.

Yoon Hyun-jin did not receive it.

And she wasn’t even bad enough to express it out loud.

She was blocked by the wall of ‘goodness’ and endlessly belittled herself for wanting her love and attention.

That would be the case.

At some point she slit her wrists.

It is both self-harm and expression.

I can’t give my insides to others, so I take action to show that pain by carving it into my body.

Wounds must have piled up one by one on that beautiful, white, and thin wrist.

And maybe a solution to this problem.

I know who I am as a villain.

Yoon Hyun-jin should have been a little worse.

She should have rebelled against her parents instead of slitting her own wrists. She should have dyed her hair instead of memorizing the rules.

He was just too kind-hearted to do that. That’s Yoon Hyun-jin’s tragedy.

“……”

And I definitely have a share in this tragedy.

Her in her childhood. Even though I could have reached her if I wanted to, I cowardly only gave her her bookmark.

Even after entering the academy. During practical training and after-party at the entrance ceremony. Her looming desire kept her away.

Because I was afraid that I would be caught by the ‘eyes of God’ and incur a penalty. Because I was afraid that the future of novels as I knew them would suddenly change.

“……”

In any case, my very existence had an impact on the story.

He provoked the student council president and a group of saints, and they harassed Hyunjin Yoon for no reason.

That’s how the scenario was brought forward.

Yoon Hyun-jin exploded like this.

And now, absurdly, I feel this way.

Maybe it’s fortunate. Because Yoon Hyun-jin exploded so quickly. Words broke out, because this was the secondary awakening that occurred when Yoon Hyun-jin’s God’s Eye was stimulated.

No matter what happened to her, Hyunjin Yoon survived normally, and she was not blown away or anyone died.

Looking at Yoon Hyun-jin like that.

She leaned on her lap and turned her head towards me.

“I expected it without realizing it. If I always live this kindly life, maybe someone will recognize me. When that time comes, won’t I be happy too? “Wouldn’t you tell me that it’s okay to be like this?”

“I’ve seen too many stories of persecution and punishment.”

“So to speak, something like that.”

Yoon Hyunjin smiled with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

“The ending of a book like this is always like that. “If I sacrifice and live a good life, there will be a happy ending.”

She looked infinitely sad as she turned page after page of the storybook at her feet.

As of today, Yoon Hyun-jin’s God’s Eye has been broken.

She no longer has to pretend to be her villain.

However, it is not appropriate for me to suddenly comfort Yoon Hyun-jin or act like that.

When I’m not a villain, I’m still just a reader who liked this book.

So, the actions I can do, or rather, what I want to do, are decided. All she had to do was give her a word, something she had been wanting to do for a long time.

I sat quietly next to Yoon Hyunjin.

And she grabbed her wrist.

“…?”

Self-harm is endlessly common.

This is her own rebellion and resistance for her survival.

I have read her dozens of times.

This is all I can say.

“It’s pretty. Wrist.”

And just wrapping a small handkerchief around her wrist.

I felt the warmth of my rough wrist. The warmth of the living Yoon Hyun-jin, not the heroine in a novel. I stroked the warmth a few times and returned it to her lap.

Would that have been a small consolation?

Yoon Hyun-jin’s eyes, which always seemed half-dead, become moist. She then hid her face with her knees as if she didn’t want to be seen like that.

Bookshelves stacked up one after another as if to protect us.

Sunlight shines through that small gap.

Luckily, the sunlight warms the shaking back of Yoon Hyun-jin, not me, the villain.

One scenario ended like this.