Villainesses in Romance Fantasy Become Obsessed

75. Do anything to get what you want (5)

75. To get what you want, do anything (5)

“Get me pregnant. Then you might not get engaged.”

“… “

I’m embarrassed.

What is Bluebell talking about?

It feels like I was hit in the head with a hammer.

“If you love each other and get pregnant. That’s not a sin right?”

As if there was nothing wrong with Bluebell, she spoke naturally like water flowing.

“Just, if you impregnate me, it’s over. If we have a child, you can’t be engaged to the painter. According to the law of the Empire, if you have a fiancé while you are not married, you are supposed to marry the one with children?”

Only once.

“You and me. Get me pregnant It’s simple. Then, even if you get engaged to a painter, you don’t even need to get married. How is it? Isn’t that a good way?”

A good way?

It could be a good way.

Because I am engaged to Nadia, and it is possible to break the engagement.

But.

“Bluebell.”

“Uh.”

“… If so, let’s assume you did what you said. So, you mean I have to commit an affair in the presence of my fiancé and get engaged to you.”

“Right. What’s wrong?”

“No, even if there are many problems, there are too many.”

Tak-

I slapped my forehead at the morality of Bluebell, who thought this situation was okay.

In response, Blue Bell tilted her head and expressed her doubts.

“What is the problem? You don’t want to get engaged, so I’m going to get you pregnant.”

“It’s an affair! You’re breaking trust in the presence of your fiancé and doing it!”

“What is that about?”

“… What?”

Bluebell replied as if what was the matter really.

“You just have to love each other. What does that matter?”

“Definitely important-“

“People’s eyes? I don’t care about that. It’s just the two of us being happy. Is not it?”

Worrying about the eyes of others the most.

You speak well.

If you curse at me, your mentality will be broken and you will moan.

I shook my head and answered with a sigh.

“Haa- not at all. Also, where did you learn to ask for a pregnancy?”

“It came out of my head? You hate learning.”

“Genius, very simple.”

“Don’t be sarcastic. Do you want to die? I thought about it and told you, but I have a lot of complaints!”

Pak-!

Bluebell broke my shin again as usual.

Now, it seems like I kick it every time I’m bored.

I’m dying of pain.

“… That there is something to be said. Is that all?”

“Uh, so are you going to do it or not?”

“What.”

“Are you going to get me pregnant or not?”

Of course.

“I won’t.”

“Why, f*ck! What’s the problem again? Breaking off your engagement to her because I’m pregnant? Are you thinking of marrying him? Well, now that I think about it, has he become much better than me?”

“No, that’s not it. Even if you break off your engagement to Nadia. I have to get engaged to you again anyway.”

“Yes. Are you saying you don’t like being engaged to me?”

Chill-

Bluebell frowned.

If I make a mistake, I think I’ll pull out a knife and kill myself at any moment.

I came to my senses and explained softly.

“That’s not it. It’s because my head is too complicated to think about that now.”

Because if you marry one, the other villains will run rampant.

Even if you get engaged, it’s the same.

‘Even if Bluebell is pregnant. Nadia won’t sit still.’

For the sake of Bluebell and the child.

It was prudent to assume that carrying out the plan would require a large group of people.

Bluebell didn’t know what the other villains looked like.

“Let’s talk about that later. Back when something really big happened. Got it?”

“… I thought about it at best. It’s annoying. Just do it yourself! You know how to die, you die! Know how to live and live! You trash bastard!”

Looking at the flow, I think I’m going to get kicked in the shin again.

I pulled my leg back.

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“Chi, how can you avoid it?”

The confused Bluebell grinned for nothing.

I cleared my throat once to change the subject.

“Keuheum, by the way. How is your preparation for the exam going?”

“I’m doing it roughly. I can’t get first place anyway because of you. Second place also has that glasses holder. I wouldn’t do that.”

“I won’t do it unless I get first place. What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to lose without trying.”

A smart move to protect your self-respect.

I decided to respect Bluebell’s wishes.

If my ego gets low like last time, I’ll turn the house into a mess and go into confinement.

I patted Bluebell on the head and ran towards her rooftop door.

The time was delayed because of meaningless conversation.

“Hey! Why are you hitting my head!”

“I go first.”

“Chi, if you get caught, you die!”

Bluebell’s voice is a little bit alive.

I ran towards her classroom to avoid getting caught by her.

For now, it felt as if her troubles had been forgotten in her head.

***

Nadia’s wheelchair-bound academy life.

Is it because Nadia’s body improved as the days passed?

“Now she can move her arms.”

“Oh.”

“I can draw.”

“Hey.”

Nadia loosened the bandage on her arm and moved her hand freely.

Fortunately, looking at her appearance, her aftereffects did not seem to remain.

She looked at me and exclaimed to see if she felt good after she had her bandages removed.

“Damian. Let’s go.”

“Where.”

“To the art room. It’s been a while since I wanted to draw.”

“Let’s go to her art store,” Nadia said, excitedly like a child.

When he wants to do what he likes, he looks innocent.

But when you show possessiveness…

‘Let’s not think about it.’

That hasn’t happened yet.

What do you think about?

I gently responded to Nadia’s childlike smile and pulled her wheelchair.

My leg hasn’t healed yet, so I had to help to some extent.

“Let’s open the door and go in carefully, Nadia.”

“Okay, thank you. Damian. After all, you are capable.”

What did you do with the opened door?

Nadia seemed to be making reasons for me to be around one by one.

After sending Nadia into her art room, I checked her hallway and closed the door.

Bang-!

“I haven’t been here in a while either.”

“Yeah, long time no see. So i think it’s good your scent is strong It feels mature.”

“… “

What is that?

Nadia took a deep breath, not paying attention to my reaction.

Because he is an artist, he seems to have a perverted side.

I decided to ‘understand’ her behavior to some extent.

We don’t recognize it as a problem like before.

‘To cure the wicked woman- no, to cure it. Because I have to change first.’

Slowly.

But be quick so as not to be late.

I decided to approach them with a different mindset.

That moment.

“Damian, take me to the front of the canvas.”

“Yes, in front of that empty canvas?”

“No, next to it.”

“Okay.”

With my help, Nadia stopped her wheelchair in front of the canvas.

Then he gestured at me and ordered.

“Bring me some paint. There are new paints on the shelf over there. Bring me blue and white.”

Has the picture already been completed in Nadia’s head?

She ordered me to bring the tools without hesitation, and she started filling in the blanks on the canvas in an instant with the tools.

However, I wonder if there was a blockage in the middle.

She started staring at the canvas for a moment.

I looked sideways at Nadia and asked.

“Is something wrong?”

“Yes, a little. I have a problem with the idea. The picture doesn’t come to her head.”

Hmm.

That’s a bit problematic.

I asked a question carefully out of etiquette.

“Is there anything I can do to help?”

And.

I shouldn’t have asked that polite question.

Has Nadia been waiting for those words?

Staring at her unbandaged hands, as if awakening her senses, she rubbed her hands in the air.

“Not bad.”

“… What?”

“Hand. I can finally get my hands on her.”

I felt.

The feeling that the air suddenly becomes chilly.

Nadia must have noticed that I felt it too, so she turned her head and looked at me with her cold eyes.

“Damian.”

“Yes, uh uh.”

“Take me to the couch.”

Right now.

“… Okay.”

I moved her wheelchair at Nadia’s end and took her to her couch.

Upon arriving there, Nadia snapped her finger and ordered.

“Sit me on her sofa. And, sit down too.”

“… “

“Answer.”

I’m going to choke to death.

For no reason, the blue bell she saw earlier comes to mind.

I nodded her head and carried her to her couch as Nadia said.

And.

Push-

I sat lightly next to Nadia.

Then Nadia looked up at me and muttered.

“I told you I had a problem with the idea.”

“… Uh, you said you couldn’t get a picture in your head.”

“I remember it well. Therefore. Take it off quickly.”

“… What? What now-“

Nadia answered in a serious tone without any shame.

“Take it off. Your clothes. The picture doesn’t come to my head. Stuck in your heart Proof of oath. Therefore. I want to see it with my own eyes I want to touch it with my hand So take it off quickly.”

Coercive orders.

A serious and cold expression.

If I don’t take off my top, Nadia will definitely try to take it off by force.

This is an art room.

There’s nowhere to ask for help, and it’s a well-soundproofed art studio.

Is this what s*xual violence stems from authority?

Following the dating violence, Nadia was doing all the bad.

“… Okay.”

I am a relative weakling.

After answering indifferently, he took off his jacket to reveal the token of his heart.

Nadia paused her gaze for a moment, then put her mark in her eyes. She

She put her hand on the token and closed her eyes.

“My heart races. I have proof. I wanted to see and touch it myself. That you are mine I wanted to put it in my eyes.”

“… I see I understand.”

“hahahaha, Damien. I’ve said it before. I want to have all of you alive.”

“… It was.”

Took-

Nadia leaned her face against me.

She put her ear to my heart and tokens and whispered like a lingering sound.

“Because I hear this heartbeat. I get it right now I’ve got you, Damian.”

“… ”

“Finally, I feel like all the empty spaces in my heart are filled. Damian. Thanks to you Without you, I would always be empty. I’m glad you exist in the world.”

Nadia closed her eyes, she lay still on my body and enjoyed the sound of my heart.

But.

That’s for a while.

“… So, I can never take you away. I am you I have no intention of losing it to anyone else. I will not forgive you for leaving me.”

Sleep-

Nadia raised her body and made eye contact with me.

There were two words written in her eyes: obsession.

I could feel her countless hands holding me down in her eyes.

“If you leave me. I know i will die And, if there is a woman who left with you. I will kill and die I need you to be complete Because we are nothing more than a painting.”

“… I can see that.”

“So, don’t think about leaving me. Always stay by my side, okay, Damien? You are mine.”

Nadia wanted to stuff me into a painting and get me in her hands.

And, I guess she’s still asking these questions to make sure she’s got me on her hands.

I nodded at Nadia’s words.

“I’ll try.”

Nadia frowned at my answer.

Is it because I want to hear my heartbeat more?

In my arms again, I began to focus on the token.

But, does she really know?

The more you obsess over me.

The fact that you are moving away from the action that gets the real me.

The fact that what was forcibly acquired is only suppressed by force.

‘Nadia doesn’t know how to express love. She will never know.’

Me too.

I patted Nadia’s hair with a self-deprecating laugh.

‘Who said he would fix whom? After several failed attempts, I finally realized… ‘

The exam is coming soon, and the festival is held at the academy.

It was only then that I decided to admit it.

The fact that my way so far has been wrong.

‘Because I was no different from Nadia.’

It’s already too late to turn back.

I was determined to take responsibility.

At any cost.

I gently stroked Nadia’s hair as she held me.

I had to promise that.