The Villain’s Sister Suffers Today

“Scary you said?”

I squinted at Gyerg’s comments that I couldn't let go of.

“What nonsense is that for Ollie? You want to be kicked out?”

Do you want to go back as soon as you get here?

Stopped by my heartfelt voice, Gyerg continued to stare alternately at me and Ollie.

Then he looked even more shocked than before.

“Crazy! Is that your baby?”

“Don't swear in front of Ollie. Do you want to die?”

Wait, is ‘do you want to die’ also a curse?

While agonizing, Gyerg closed and opened his eyes busily and muttered to himself.

“Wow. What is this……wow, that's why the Duke……. Wow.”

“What's wrong with your reaction?”

I don't know how many times he says ‘wow'.

He may be surprised, but this kind of response was unexpected.

What's so strange about a couple you haven't seen in six years having a child?

Gyerg stared at Ollie in silence for a moment, followed by a sneaky question to me.

“So how long has she been born? Six months?

“Are you kidding me?”

This half-demon hit his heads on the way.

Ollie stepped up first and corrected it.

“I'm five years old. My name is Ollie Widgreen.”

Ollie looked at Gyerg with bright eyes and said.

“Our Ollie.”

I was so proud of Ollie that I leaned down and hugged her and kissed her cheek.

Then I saw Gyerg again, who was shocked by himself.

“……five years old? So you've had a baby for five years?”

“What are you so surprised for after showing up after six years?”

“Six years? It's been six years since I came here?”

“Are you getting dementia?”

Maybe he’s not hitting his head, but it's just a problem inside his brain.

Gyerg sighed deeply at the look of my legitimate doubt and said.

“I really didn't know, I thought it's been about only a year.”

“Only?”

“Human beings and I have different lives. Of course, there's a difference in the number of years we feel.”

Gyerg still stared at Ollie with strange eyes.

Well, it might be surprising for him that I had a child this big in the meantime.

‘Indeed….’

I nodded, recalling how old Gyerg was with that face.

Then I stopped. This is because the girl standing silently near Gyerg caught my eye again.

“Gyerg, but this person………..”

Who is it?

She calls Gyerg as master and introduces herself as his disciple.

She was by no means an unordinary person.

Furthermore, judging from the fact that Gyerg talked comfortably about his life a while ago, she seems to know what race he is……..

“Oh, anyway that's why I'm here.”

Gyerg ploughed through the back of his head.

“Please convince her to give up.”

“Give up? What?”

“Me.”

“What?”

As soon as I frowned, Gyerg sighed.

“Make her give up to marry me.”

***

The woman's name is Verce.

Not from this Empire, she was 27 years old.

‘She looked still seventeen though.’

I thought she was a girl, but it wasn't. She was just incredibly young.

Thanks to this, the hatred toward Gyerg, which was in the corner of my mind, was lifted a little.

“Hmm, Verce?”

“Yes.”

Verce answered as if she had waited.

I took a close look at the opponent sitting across from me.

Rich pink hair flowing down on her shoulders.

Her beautiful sky-blue eyes look like a summer sky.

I was confused.

“Why would this kind of woman like Gyerg?”‘

Verce was a beauty. Aside from her unique eye-catching hair and eye colour, her features themselves were flawless.

This beautiful woman is chasing after Gyerg, asking him to marry her? And that has been happening for several months?

In fact, I think it's a hidden camera of these people, a half-demon and a person trying to prank me.

I was disturbed by the incredible reality and said, silently lifting the teacup.

“You said you want to marry Gyerg.”

“Yes, sincerely.”

“What do you like about Gyerg?”

It's conventional, but I can't help but ask this question.

Verce replied with a hint of shyness.

“Everything.”

“…….”

“I like his black hair and red eyes. I like his slightly dark skin and I like it when he messes up his hair if he’s got stuffy.”

“……..”

“Handsome looks, of course.”

“Cough.”

“Are you all right?”

I put down the teacup and lowered my head.

As Verce asked anxiously, I waved my hand as a sign of okay.

‘Is Gyerg handsome?'

I don't know. I've never thought about it.

In the first place, evaluating Gyerg's appearance was not an easy idea to do for me.

‘Handsome….'

Anyway, whatever my eyes evaluated Gyerg appearance, if he’s handsome in Verce's eyes, that’s mean he didn’t need evaluation from another.

I coughed in vain, controlled my surprise, and opened my mouth.

“Yeah, I know what you like about him. But, uh, you know, Gyerg isn't a person, right?”

Verce nodded.

“And even he looks like that, he's over a hundred years old.”

She's nodding again.

“And you still like him?”

“Yes.”

Verce answered in a hurry. As if someone would disqualify her to like Gyerg.

“Okay, I don't care what else. To me, Master is just Master, and I know Master better than anyone else, and I like him.”

“………”

“I love him. Really……….”

Verce had very determined eyes, followed by a dreamlike happy look.

I looked at Verce's face and asked.

“How did you end up liking him?”

I didn't originally plan to ask this.

If I listen to the reason why she likes him one by one, I can relate to the other person, and once I do, it's very hard to stop her from folding her heart.

But my mouth had already spoken freely.

Perhaps a welcome subject, Verce's face glowed.

It was pretty. Really.

“It was three years ago. At first, I entered as a disciple of a wizard named Mayke to learn magic……”

***

Gyerg was sitting on every corner of the backyard.

I don't know why he's doing that after trying to dissuade me from coming, but I said to Gyerg anyway.

“Just get married.”

Gyerg bounced from his seat.

“What? Are you crazy?”

“You're the one who's crazy.”

I held out my chest and folded my arms in astonishment.

“I heard it from Verce.”

“What–”

“You saved Verce's life seven times?”

Gyerg’s posture, who was trying to contend with me, was hardened.

“Are you kidding me, it’s Verce, who almost died seven times, but the one who’s saving her again was you! Don't you know that once you get out of a crisis, the feelings will sprout? You’re the one who’s giving her a chance to fall in love with you!”

“Hey, she could've died in front of my eyes, and you told me to let it go? Man, I didn't see you like that.….”

“Why in front of you?”

“What?”

“Why did Verce almost die in front of you, every time?”

I was confused while listening to Verce's story, but I was sure when I saw Gyerg's face.

“You've been wandering around Verce. Always.”

“…….”

“Am I wrong?”

“It's, you know, it could have killed her, so it's just a moral……….”

“If it really was, You'd tell Mayke. She’s her disciple so she can attach an escort to her side to take care of her.”

Verce began calling Gyerg, not Mayke, as her master after she owed her life three times.

She started chasing him to get married because she liked him after she owed him her life five times.

“Tell me the truth. You like Verce. Did you fall in love with her at first sight?”

“No”

“Don't say no, I won't believe it anyway.”

Gyerg looked at me with an absurd face and opened his mouth.

Either true or not, I went on with my arms crossed.

“You’re so like her so much that you can't take your eyes off her. So why are you pushing her away from marrying you? What's the reason?”

“Who loves her…….”

“Is it because of the age difference? Obviously, I think it's a little horrible to be with someone who’s over 80 years old.”

“Hey! It's a different race in the first place, but why is it horrible- no, no.”

Gyerg shook his head in a fit of rage.

Soon, a deep sigh flowed out as if the ground would sink.

“……Yes, you're all right.”

“…….”

“I like Verce. I've liked her since I first saw her.”

“Shameless.”

“What?”

Oh, thinking of Verce, who looks only 17 on the appearance, I don't know why I said that.

“It's nothing. Keep saying, so why refuse her proposal until now, when you like her that much?”

Inside, an assumption was built.

‘Is it really because of their life expectancy?’

I said 80-year-old age difference as a joke. But indeed, the point is that the life spans of the two are so different that such a difference could occur.

When one dies, the other must spend time alone, which will inevitably come close to coercion.

When I thought so, Gyerg continued.

“……Human, what do you think will be born when half-demon and humans give birth to children?”

“Half and half-demon?

“…….”

“Why, what is it?”

“……just born human. An ordinary human being with nothing mixed with the characteristics of a demon race.”

“Isn't that a good thing?”

I was wondering why he suddenly brought up such a story, but the following words continued.

“That's what it looks like for now. But the blood of the demon doesn't go away. Blood continued through generations.…….”

“…….”

“One day, it’ll make a mutation.”

“Mutations?”

Then inside my mind, a figure with one eye and three legs spontaneously showed.

Gyerg said as if he had seen into my head like that.

“The appearance will look fine. No, by human standards, they'll be more beautiful than anyone else.”

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