Chapter 282 – #43. Counselor (3)
Melissa’s troubles had been going on longer than expected.
“Something was strange from the moment I woke up that day.”
I felt like there was an unspeakable change in my body. Said Melissa slowly.
“What specifically was it that was strange?”
“At first, I often thought that something was missing. It was nothing. It was just passable.”
“Are your symptoms getting worse?”
“Yes. It started to affect my daily life. How do I explain this feeling? Should I say that I am still hungry no matter how much I eat?”
An unknown sense of her emptiness tormented her like hunger.
The man stopped talking to her for a moment, thought about it, and then opened her mouth again.
“It is hunger.”
“That’s right, it was like I became a hungry ghost.”
Does she know the term hungry ghost hell?
Living in a world full of thirst and hunger is a pain enough to be described as ‘hell’.
“Isn’t it absurd that you’re going crazy because of the emptiness of feeling like you’ve lost something? My pride was hurt. I didn’t want to admit that I was just shaken by this nonsense.”
It took me a long time to admit I was sick.
A strange change that occurred while leading a daily life.
Melissa moistened her eyes, saying that if she had known the cause, she wouldn’t have been unfair.
“I thought it was shaking for a moment, and it would disappear if I came to my senses.”
Unfortunately, the symptoms did not go away.
Rather, it got worse as time went on.
From simple feelings to delusion, he started to do it.
The irony is that her mind was so clear, except for moments when she was distracted by a delusion.
“So I thought about it the other way around. Maybe I really forgot something, and that’s why I’m suffering like this.”
“I don’t think it was a good move.”
“… That’s interesting. Are you sure it’s different because you’re an expert? That’s right, it wasn’t a very good choice.”
Melissa listened to the counselor and nodded her head obediently.
“Since then, the symptoms have gotten worse many times over.”
Headaches kept me from sleeping, and the sensations that had simply given me emptiness created delusions.
The delusion that the emptiness of not knowing where it comes from is due to the loss of someone.
The unknown certainty that you can be freed from pain only when you meet that person.
“If it doesn’t make you uncomfortable, may I ask what kind of delusion it is?”
“…”
I do not open my mouth willingly
But Melissa moved her unwilling lips.
“It’s just a delusion that people who don’t exist exist.”
“What kind of person is that person to Melissa?”
“I don’t have one, but is that important?”
Melissa was uncomfortable with anyone knowing that she was that person.
If she hadn’t been a counselor, she would never have said that out of her mouth.
“He asked Melissa because he thought knowing what the man was like would help him in a conversation. It’s okay if you don’t say anything if you’re uncomfortable.”
The counselor took a step back when Melissa looked uncomfortable.
She seemed unwilling to give her a burden.
The counselor’s attitude lightened Melissa’s heavy heart a little.
“… It’s kind of important.”
“Are you positive or negative?”
A counselor who did not want to touch her heart was approaching cautiously.
‘Is this why he’s an expert?’
At first, I tried not to talk about him at all, but I couldn’t help but say it because he was so careful and thorough about wanting information.
“I’ve never thought of it that way, so it’s difficult to answer right away.”
“It’s good to have a clear definition of who you are.”
“Are you someone who doesn’t exist?”
“Mr. Melissa is a person who exists.”
“…”
“You don’t have to try to deny or affirm too much. Think lightly. The person who hurts Melissa must be a negative person, right?”
I didn’t think her counselor would take for granted the affirmation of a character that only existed in her.
“… I do not know. The more I think about that person, the more I get a severe headache. So I tried not to think about it as much as possible.”
It didn’t feel bad to think that someone other than myself was affirming the existence of ‘that person’.
“I’ll give it a try since you’re telling me to think about it.”
‘That person’ who suddenly makes me think strangely was actually a very special existence to Melissa.
There was no need to think again.
His relationship with Melissa is already defined.
It’s just that she didn’t want to acknowledge the relationship.
That’s right, in delusion, that person…
‘My master… Because it is.’
Positive or negative
How could such a being be negative!
The answer was as if it had already been decided.
Melissa answered the counselor who waited for her to organize her thoughts.
“He is a very positive person to me.”
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This is a disaster.
Wriggling wriggling-!
Melissa’s answer makes her feel the doll wriggling in her pocket.
You must be silently cheering in your pocket because you won the bet.
If that’s the case, the words have no choice but to come out.
‘No~!!!’
Shouldn’t it be negative?
It’s because of him that he got mental illness!!
Why the hell?
I couldn’t understand Melissa’s thoughts.
“That person is what makes you sick. Why are you positive?”
“I don’t want to elaborate on that. Just know that I am a very positive person.”
“…”
In my mind, I want to be specific.
How can that person be positive rather than negative?
Are you affirming the person who caused the mental illness?
‘There will be a problem because of this!!’
The promise I made with Bianca comes to mind again.
When the results came out, they agreed to surrender without saying a word.
‘This is really unexpected.’
Now it’s me, not Melissa, who’s going crazy.
“I understand for now. Being positive…”
“Today I am here. My head hurts and I don’t think I can do it anymore.”
Melissa ended the consultation in a timely manner.
I too was confused by the unexpected result, so I got up from my seat as she wished.
“Are you coming again tomorrow?”
“… Yes. I think so.”
“I won’t be here tomorrow because I have a schedule. Come back in three days.”
“Weren’t you on vacation?”
“I was going to rest for about a month, but I can’t rest as planned. There are things I must check.”
Melissa had a frown on her face as if the headaches were getting worse from the side effects of her item.
After leaving the villa, I was able to meet Bianca, who was waiting proudly in front of the door.
When I got into her car, Bianca smiled and said hello.
“Welcome, Master.”
“Under… Did you know?”
“What?”
“Don’t pretend you don’t know.”
I wonder if Bianca was predicting the outcome, just like I thought she would win the bet.
Bianca, who had educated Melissa herself, would have guessed enough.
“Hehe, it was a bet. Aren’t you going to say you won’t do it now?”
“Isn’t it a bit too much to beat the owner?”
“Please treat the slave with pity. I have to eat and live!”
“You didn’t just win this time.”
I have the upper hand in relationships, but Bianca has always beaten me.
For when I commanded her, she would make sure to eat her share of the situation.
Still, she couldn’t say anything because she strictly followed her orders.
‘It’s really comfortable, but…’
I think the owner is too petty.
I can’t even get angry here.
Even if she distanced herself from her, it would be only her loss.
“It’s a bet, so there’s nothing you can do about it. The condition was to restore Melissa’s memories, right?”
“There is no need to bring her memories back. It’s okay to brainwash me again in that state now.”
“You want me to brainwash you again?”
“Yes, you can do the education again. Even if I can get my memories back, I still have to go through training again. A lot of time will pass and it will fade away.”
There seems to be no way to really let Melissa go now.
If her situation was unavoidable, I, who became her Melissa owner, needed to protect her.
At the time, she couldn’t protect her because she didn’t know the situation, but doesn’t she know that it’s dangerous to have Melissa next to her Bianca now?
“Wasn’t our bet to bring back Melissa’s memories? You never gave me permission to re-educate Melissa.”
“… That makes sense.”
Even if you get her memories back, things will get better if you don’t keep Melissa by Bianca’s side.
Wasn’t it Bianca who made Melissa that way in the first place?
To Melissa, Bianca was a nuisance.
“Master wants Melissa to forget about the day. She’s not going to force herself to do something her master doesn’t like. I’m giving up my memory, so can you take a step back too? Making Melissa the perfect maid will be of great help to the master.”
Not bringing back Melissa’s memories is certainly an enticing proposition.
However, if Bianca takes this opportunity to further harass Melissa, it will not be worth having her memories erased.
You will have similar, perhaps even more horrific memories.
“Melissa would also like to become a perfect maid and serve her master.”
“It’s Bianca and her body merged together. Does she still want to do that to Melissa?”
“Ah… You made a sharp point. In fact, she won’t be able to teach as firmly as she used to. I could have done it if I was Sylvia, but my other half is Bianca. Still, I’m a skilled teaching assistant, so even if I can’t do it in a short period of time, I’ll be able to with some time. The method has to be very different.”
Bianca licks her lips in regret.
Excited about giving maid training to her younger brother.
What kind of monstrous hobby is this?
“Anyway, please choose. I will do as the master decides.”
Will it bring back Melissa’s memories, or will she become her master through brainwashing and have her educated again?
“How about re-brainwashing and no education?”
“Whoa, whoa, if I have a goal, I have to achieve it.”
“…”
That obviously means that if I do as I please, I will secretly kidnap Melissa and educate her.
“Then let’s do this.”
It was time to stop Bianca from running rampant and to reach a compromise that both could understand.
“It’s fine if you educate Melissa. Instead, education is done only in front of me unconditionally.”
“Eh? Education in front of the owner? Do you really want that?”
“Uh.”
If he runs out of control, I’m the only one who can stop him.
“I didn’t expect you to want to see me educating…”
“What are you going to do? If you say you don’t like this, I’ll just order it my way. Break all the promises I made to you and never touch Melissa. Then you know you have no choice but to follow, right?”
“… Of course I know. In the first place, I had no intention of going against my master’s wishes.”
He has made a lot of trouble so far, but laughs innocently as if he is not guilty.
Bianca’s looks made her even that laugh sexy, but she didn’t quite flip her sexuality switch like my girls do.
Bianca must have noticed that I wasn’t swayed by temptation either! She did and she regretted it.
“I’m leaving!”
“Okay.”
Booooong!
A car that emits a cool exhaust sound starts running on the road.
I thought it would be better for Melissa not to get entangled with me, so I let her go…
Now that Melissa has come to her master on her own feet, her turning away will no longer be for her.
It was because, if it had been a coercive choice by Sylvia the other day, now it was a choice that contained Melissa’s will to some extent.
I don’t know if I should say that Bianca, who made it affect her even though she has no memories, is great, or Melissa, who resisted her item’s effect, is amazing.
‘I’m sure the two sisters are giving me headaches as a pair.’
It was time to think about what to do with Melissa, who would become a maid again.
