My Fated to Be Loved by Villains - Chapter 290
290. Perversion
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This is a story from a few months ago.
The story of when the Red Night incident was resolved and Feynol returned to Elfante for the first time.
-If you think about it, you know.
Painol was lying in his room, rolling around, when a red devil floated around and asked that question.
Before, this was a guy you only occasionally saw in the imaginary world, but now he sometimes pops out like a ghost and wanders around.
Perhaps it’s a phenomenon that occurs because the seal that has taken root in Mr. Dowd’s body has become a little stronger.
“What? “What are you trying to say-“
-Are you a virgin among virgins who has never been in a relationship?
“…”
-…
“…”
-…
“…Why are you suddenly saying that?”
When Fei Nor asked a question after breaking through the heavy silence that had been left for a long time, the red devil floating near her looked back at her with a look that asked if she did not know that.
-…I just had that kind of thought.
“What are you thinking?”
-I think that the first experience is important in anything.
“…”
-…
“…Don’t turn around and just say it.”
When Feinol said this while carving a well on his forehead, the Red Devil quietly nodded and said.
-Isn’t your castle wall a little distorted?
“…”
-…
A much more serious silence than before spread around.
However, this time, Feinol didn’t have anything to say either, so he just silently hugged her and buried her face again.
“…Why are you talking like that?”
-If you don’t want to hear it, why don’t you take off that thing you’re putting on your face?
Instead of answering, Feynol quietly buried his nose again in the Elfante uniform coat that Daoud had once worn.
She probably doesn’t even remember if she’s ever worn something like this.
If something like that were to flow through some route and someone was stuck in the bed and sniffing, wouldn’t their eyes become dark?
-…Where did you buy that?
“I bought it from Mr. Elnor.”
-…
“I sold it quickly not long after.”
The Red Devil quietly searched through his memories.
The price that the woman is saying is ‘not much’, I don’t know, but it would be enough to buy a large mansion in the imperial capital.
Of course, neither the researcher within the Magic Tower nor the interrogator at the Heresy Inquisition were jobs that paid very little, so there would be no financial shortage.
Anyway, this is a bit…
-Is it normal for crazy people to be attracted to crazy people?
“…Why are you saying that again?”
-No, but…
If we look back on the life of a woman named Feinol Laifek.
A guy who has never touched a man is now spending a lot of money to buy a coat that was once worn by a man. He’s rolling around on the bed, sniffing, sticking his nose in there with an expression of happiness in the world.
Although it is called the ugly name of the devil’s sculpture, it is like a body that is always attached to the bowl and cannot help but be observed from the side.
There is no choice but to consider how such a rapid change occurred.
If you think about it now.
If you get stabbed by a man, get cursed at, or hear him get angry, it’s normal for him to dislike it.
Rather, I have a tendency to get excited every time I hear something like that.
I don’t think it was neat at first, but as time goes by, I feel like my tastes become more extreme.
“What’s wrong with that?”
-…
What’s worse is that you don’t even know what the problem is.
“Yuria also likes to be led around by her leash. “Isn’t there many different forms of love?”
-Are you saying this in your right mind…?
“…Why is there so much interest?”
-…
Though the words fell out in a hushed voice.
Undoubtedly, it was full of earnestness.
-You are a beauty.
“Aren’t other people beautiful?”
-…
“I know it’s not a situation where I can feel confident, but the competitors are a bit… competitive.”
If you say it this way, it’s difficult to say anything to his face.
He said he wanted to receive attention in that way, but what on earth should he say?
As the Red Devil was completely at a loss for words, Feinol’s words fell out again.
“It’s not like there are one or two women around Mr. Dowd.”
-That’s… Right.
“Then, shouldn’t we approach it in a way that other people can’t?”
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Though these words are full of earnestness.
If you have any concerns.
‘…I have the feeling that he is doing this to satisfy his own tastes from the beginning.’
The Red Devil frowned as she remembered that thought.
So, please.
-…I hope it doesn’t get too bad.
Painol remembers.
There is a feeling that it was a story that contained unnecessary meaningful resonance.
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“…Uh, no, this is-“
I can hear Beatrix stammering something next to me with a pale face.
This is probably an unavoidable reaction since the other person’s momentum is not normal. I feel like the poison spreading around Feinol right now is enough to make my body stiffen just by encountering it.
“Wait a minute, Feinol. Let’s talk for a moment-“
I was about to continue talking like that, but as soon as I stood up, I noticed that Feinol’s eyes widened significantly.
And only then.
Now I realize that Beatrix and I are almost naked at the same time.
“…What are you talking about?”
“…”
“How did you happen to take off your clothes, stick together like that, and accidentally rub your skin against each other so closely?”
“…”
She realized that no matter what she said, it wouldn’t work, so she kept her mouth shut.
You can also see that Beatrix’s face, standing behind her, is becoming more and more white.
“Mr. Dowd is not at fault.”
Then, Feinol said that sentence in a calm voice.
With a smile.
The voice somehow gives me goosebumps.
“Is it all because that woman seduced me?”
With those words.
Flames soared all around.
It is not as powerful as the pillar of fire that came up during the Red Night Incident, but it still has enough firepower to burn at least one person.
“Then, if we burn that woman and make her pay, won’t the whole problem be solved?”
“Hey, wait a minute…!”
I tried to stop him by saying that, but it seems it was already too late. His eyes are so open that he doesn’t look like he can understand people’s words.
“…Damn it!”
With that sound, he pushes his body through the rushing flames towards Beatrix, who has now gone beyond the pale blue one and turned completely white.
It is an urgent struggle to somehow stop Feinol. I’m probably doing this because I’m confident that if I jump in, I won’t die.
There are desperate situations, and there are iron men. It doesn’t matter as long as you don’t die…
“…?”
And as soon as he jumps into the flames, he realizes something is strange.
If I put my mind to it, the red devil’s flames, which will not go out until the target is completely reduced to ashes, split around me.
It definitely burns when it touches the skin, but for some reason, it doesn’t have any killing power… I should say that I don’t feel it at all.
In the first place, in a situation like this, there is not even a hint of a desperate situation that would inevitably occur.
“…??”
We move forward even though we have doubts. Anyway, it’s true that this guy’s appearance is still ugly. You will have to suppress it somehow and put it down. He even went so far as to demonize him and rush in, so I guess I’ll have to do this.
Then, I suppress him with all my might and hit him like a body check.
With the sound of Feinol’s breath rushing into his body, his body fell down on the snow-covered field. I grabbed the guy’s body and pressed it down to the floor. He grabs his chest with one hand and presses it down, raises one of his arms and presses down on his neck.
It’s violence that I would never normally commit against people around me, but given the situation, I can’t help it-
“…???”
And.
I realize something even more strange.
Although it was a very fleeting moment, I captured the ‘satisfaction’ that passed through his eyes.
“…????”
It was as if he was waiting for me to pounce on him and do something drastic.
And then.
As soon as I hit him harshly like that, he glares with narrowed eyes at Feinol, who has become ‘calm’ as if he were lying.
It’s strange, his face is full of satisfaction. My face is bright red, but there’s something about it…
It is a blush that seems to be closely related to s*xual excitement.
“…”
No.
You know. Wait a moment.
I don’t think so.
“You are there.”
I said those words with an expression of disbelief.
“Do you like getting hit?”
“…”
“Did you force yourself to do such a drastic thing because you wanted to be beaten so violently by me?”
The reason why you turn into a demon and rush at me and try to harm others in front of me.
To fulfill your s*xual fantasy?
“…”
“…”
For a long time, Feynol just wriggled his whole body instead of answering.
“…Is that possible?”
“…”
“How can there be three perverted people in the world who like to get hit?”
“…”
As soon as I heard an awkward voice that seemed to be reading a Korean language book coming back.
My mind also flew to a distant place.
Why are there only guys like this around me…?