Villainesses in Romance Fantasy Become Obsessed

49. Do you know a genius who has become a stuffed animal? (2)

49. Do you know a genius who has become a stuffed animal? (2)

“Bring it. Right now. Before stuffing you.”

Nadia muttered lowly in a menacing tone.

Bring the owner of the smell that has dotted his picture right in front of you right now.

‘But… That’s something I can’t do.’

The woman is already hiding inside Charlotte, so I can’t bring her back.

When her personality changes, even her scent surrounding Charlotte changes.

Because the human Charlotte hates perfume.

I can’t bring the ‘master of the smell’ Nadia says.

Even if it’s the Scarecrow Princess who can’t remember anything.

I bit my lip in helplessness.

“Sorry, Nadia. No matter what you say, I can’t bring you.”

“That means. I want you to be stuffed. Can I interpret that?”

A serious look.

Koo-wook-

Nadia pressed her hands hard against my shoulders.

“Give up on living. You said you would choose the path to become my work? That’s not the you I know.”

“… I don’t know who I’m mistaken for. I’m originally like this And, I told you the truth.”

I can’t bring it.

I mixed a drop of lies into my words.

“That person is no longer at the academy. He’s far away and I can’t bring him back. I don’t even know where he went.”

“… Doesn’t exist?”

“Yes, no. And one more thing… I don’t know if you believe me… “

I didn’t do anything with her.

Sweat on the sofa isn’t what you thought it was.

At that, Nadia nodded her head as if to say, ‘Let’s talk about it.’

She looked like she was half way over.

“I was walking down the street. A woman who wasn’t the one who entered the academy suddenly had a fever and collapsed on her floor. So, she had to take her to your art room, give her antipyretics, and treat her until the fever went down. Isn’t it natural to save lives?”

“Of course not.”

“…That’s true of you. I’ll take it for granted.”

Anyway.

Nadia asked, naturally questioning my answer.

“What about the health room?”

“It was late in the evening and it was closed. It was too far away.”

“A member of the council?”

“I need to get out of the academy grounds. That’s taking too long. The girl’s situation wasn’t that great.”

A look of doubt.

Nadia frowned and glared at me.

Unlike before, whether this story is true or false.

Looks like it’s for identification purposes.

‘If I had told a perfect lie, my conscience might have pierced my expression.’

Nadia knows the shape of my face very well, so I can tell her lying face to some extent.

But.

If you don’t lie, what if you intentionally hide important information?

“… Look at the expression It doesn’t seem like a lie.”

She’s Nadia who knows a lot about my features.

She can safely cheat for now.

With lies she might get caught someday.

However.

Even if they tricked Nadia, this situation was not fundamentally resolved.

“Damian.”

“Huh?”

Nadia pressed my shoulders harder, and she brought her face closer to mine.

My gaze contained only Nadia’s emerald eyes.

“You said she left the academy. What she said must be true, right?”

“Everything, of course, is true.”

Although she lives inside Charlotte, she doesn’t exist at the academy at this moment.

At that, Nadia stared into my eyes and replied.

“Still, that woman and you fearlessly desecrated my space. How important space is to an artist. You may not know, but this art room is a very important place to me. It’s a place to do assignments and get good grades. However.”

A flash-

Nadia shouted, glaring at me to death.

“You. You i love she dirty the place With a woman whose name, face, and smell I don’t know. My important space. You ruined it.”

One thing is clear.

Nadia is very upset right now.

However, she has to hold back her anger to the fullest.

‘Even though you can turn me into a taxidermy in one second… If you’re noticing… ‘

Judging by the personality of a woman named Nadia.

It is safe to say that she is demonstrating great endurance.

‘It’s extreme, but it’s patient. It’s a great development.’

I hid my joy in my heart.

And then, to cool off Nadia’s anger, I put Nadia’s hands on my shoulders.

She rolled her eyes as low as she could, as if apologetic.

“Sorry. It was urgent, so I thought wrong. I will make sure this never happens next time.”

“I wish I hadn’t done this in the first place. No apology. I have something else I want.”

Nadia refused to accept her apology, she shook my hand and released her pressure.

She went to the desk in the studio and held up a piece of paper there.

She said, “She called the woman to this place to make her carpet out of her skin. I’ll bear with you this time, Damian.”

Instead of that.

“Not every other day, but every day. Help me with my creative activities. Clean my painting room from her soil, and stay by my side while I paint.”

Nadia handed her a piece of paper, trying to temper her anger as best she could.

An art contest held at the Academy.

It looks like a contest where various works of art are submitted.

‘I have to stop by the art studio every day… ‘

Cumbersome and risky.

If she gets caught by villains like Bluebell and Glass, her risk soars.

Nevertheless, I have no choice but to do it.

Why?

“If you decline my offer. Will stuff you Just like the moment I liked. I will have you alive.”

Because I don’t have a choice.

Now the absolute best is Nadia.

‘… I can’t.’

Wouldn’t it have been a problem from the time Charlotte was brought to this art studio in the first place?

Nadia is an artist, so her senses are more sensitive than others.

It can be seen as my fault for not understanding her personality.

“… OK, I’ll do it. Not once every two days, but every day. Until you finish the contest. Can I come to the art room?”

“Yes, if you do that, I will forgive what happened this time. Because I am as generous as you are.”

Fishik-

Nadia laughed to herself at her own words.

“If it was someone else, I’d have to give her one arm. Do you know what that means?”

“Well… I don’t know.”

“That means I care for you that much. So be careful. Lest I kill you.”

If you keep causing accidents, I will kill you.

Nadia’s words sounded like threats to her ears.

Nadia waved her hand to see if her business was over, she said to me.

“Let’s go now. I’m not in the mood to draw today. I want to rest because there is a stain on my painting.”

By such a sudden order to celebrate guests.

I came out as if I had been kicked out of Nadia’s art studio.

However the situation was sorted out…

‘It feels like I’m closer to Nadia’s hand.’

As time goes by.

She feels like walking into the palm of her hand.

Towards a future where nothing but destruction can be seen.

I feel like I’m walking into it with my own feet.

“… As a result, Charlotte was protected, so it doesn’t matter. Nadia might not have been very interested in Charlotte in the first place…. Let’s just go back and study.”

Because it’s better to keep your reputation as a genius.

There is still hope.

Time.

An episode where the villains are properly filmed by the crown prince.

If you avoid that, all the villains will survive and the empire will flow peacefully.

‘If you point the arrow at me and put a leash on the wicked women somehow.’

I believed so strongly, I left Nadia’s art studio and headed for her dormitory.

Today, for some reason, my steps were heavier.

***

Stuffed.

Nadia thinks painting is also a kind of taxidermy.

This is because painting also reproduces a certain moment and makes you stay in that moment.

So.

Nadia likes to draw.

She believes that she owns the moment completely.

“Today’s Damian. The flustered expression was fun.”

It is not the day to paint.

I said that and kicked Damian out.

Nadia was sitting in front of her canvas and painting her picture.

The smile on her face conveyed satisfaction.

“You hide your fears, but I see them all. I must have made Damian that way. I must have manipulated Damian’s emotions.”

To Damian, I am.

It must be said that he is an important person enough to make his expression change.

Nadia painted her canvas with her smile flowing from her sense of joy.

She stuffs that moment through her paintings, and at the same time she wants to own it.

“Paintings are not alive. However, Damien is alive in this painting. You are with me for this moment. Even so, the real thing is much better.”

I want to own every moment of Damian.

I want to see all of Damian alone.

So that no one else can ever access it.

Isn’t that the true meaning of possession?

Nadia believes that there is a method called ‘stuffed’ at the end, she believed.

“I hate change, Damian. I like it best when you remain Darmian. I want you to clean up as an attendant next to me, always stay by my side, and think of me. Just like old times.”

Nadia placed her hand on the canvas that wasn’t even dry.

The paint smeared and the picture was messed up.

The difference between painting and taxidermy.

“If it is stuffed… I might be able to touch you The form will remain.”

Nadia expressed her regret and wiped the paint off her hands.

Then, she sat down on the sofa looking exhausted.

The moment she sits on the sofa, she can see all the portraits of Damien hanging on the wall at a glance.

Even that art studio is a painting for Nadia.

However, there was only one thing that bothered Nadia.

“… I need to clear the dots.”

A dot taken by another woman.

Expressing her displeasure at that embarrassment, Nadia moved on to her actions.

Although there are ways to get rid of the sofa.

The method she chose was to ‘cover up’ her smell.

If there are dots on the finished work, just cover them with paint.

Nadia sat on the sofa for a long time looking at Damien’s painting.

Her hands are facing down.

It was to cover up the smell of another woman.

“Ugh… Damien’s scent. It would have been better. However, soon my art room will be covered with the smell of Damian. If Damien sweats on the couch. It will be covered soon.”

How will Nadia make Damian her own during that time?

She had a good time thinking, thinking, thinking.

Nadia was already thinking that her Damian was in her own hands anyway.

“Ugh… Damian… Come on quickly… Be mine… I’m waiting for you… “

All I had to do was enjoy this moment happily.

I firmly believed that time was on my side anyway.

Without recognizing the fact that it was a false belief.

From the standpoint of knowing the future, time was absolutely on Damian’s side.