Chapter 32 – Episode 32. Talent (3)
‘Haha, this lady has gone completely mad?’
‘I must have taken a lot of medicine. Of course, the one without reason is more convenient and good for us to roll and eat.’
‘I don’t know who it is, but I have to thank the nobleman who sprayed medicine at the academy. Thanks to that, humans like us can taste the nobles’ cunts, right? Haha!’
How many men’s belongings passed through the hole where she had already lost her virginity.
How many pleasures had she enjoyed before her ideas were blown away by the chastity that should have remained in her mind?
‘Uh, uhhh, ki, I feel good… Please, bully me more…!’
No, rather, she might be happier this way.
Because this allows her to forget everything.
‘Make it so messy that you erase everything in your head~♥’
Because she is able to forget everything about her that made her suffer, be it family or friends, guilt or regret.
‘If you don’t have enough medicine, you can fill it up with your body. Speaking of academy students, they are mostly children from wealthy families, so the demand is high, so the money will be covered in no time.’
The man who guided her next to her said something, but it was okay.
In that gaze, even the childish gaze was no longer frightening, but rather disgusting.
‘What’s more, if you take medicine, you can be freed from everything. Aren’t there many worries, too?’
I just thought to myself.
That child…
What made Madoka like that?
What is talent, and what is the relationship with people?
She thought she wanted to run away from him more than once or twice, so she could fully understand why Madoka had become the way she was.
‘I’m sorry, Madoka.’
She has only one difference between her and her own.
‘I’m sorry for not understanding you.’
Do you have talent or not?
Is it given a chance to get attention from the public instead of leading the individual?
‘Yumi~’
She fell miserably because she was not blessed with that opportunity, and she recognized herself and started to call her name.
The voice she longed to hear ever since that day.
There was no longer any hatred or guilt toward oneself.
‘Come here. You too…’
But why?
Clearly there is goodwill toward him, but Ymir couldn’t bear to hold her hand and be with her.
‘Let’s feel good together~♥’
The moment when you were drenched in nostalgia and grabbed the hand of pleasure packaged with good intentions.
She realized that she must have been dragged into the depths of the abyss, and that she would be so terribly broken that she would no longer be able to get out.
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‘What happened after that?’
The moment she spent searching for her memories ended and her closed eyes slowly opened.
Sitting on a chair in the bedroom of her mansion, Yumir’s eyes slowly began to look at the sunny sky outside her window.
She realized that in a world that had already been disappointed, she had nothing more to look forward to.
‘I exposed her condition. Very individual.’
After that, the Imperial Family’s investigative team, which received his report, began investigating the situation.
It is said that the cause of the mishaps that occurred at the prestigious academy began with some teachers favoring students and spreading information to strand annoying students.
At first, it only targeted a small number of students, but the scale grew so much that it spread out of control…
The academy figured it out belatedly, but tried to hide it because it would damage prestige, and in the end, the investigation team ended up arresting only the teachers involved in the situation at the time.
A bittersweet ending if bittersweet.
However, as long as those who think their rice bowl is the most precious have gained power, in a way it can be said to be a natural procedure.
‘And after that, the dean, that goddamn old bastard, called me. He’ll look after you, so I told you to follow him.’
From that day on, perhaps noticing that he wanted to rise to a high position, he tried to devise a plan to use his letter of recommendation as bait to make himself do as he pleased.
As proof of their trust, they even demand their bodies…
At the time, I thought it was just bullshit driven by sexual desire, but now I can’t tell with what kind of confidence he said that.
‘After that, even without a letter of recommendation, he entered the Mage Tower and became the Archmage, his face was really nice to see.’
In the first place, he was called the greatest genius of all time at the academy, and he was the one who was about to graduate early.
After that day, after being overcome with evil and achieving results that would shock even the mages in the palace, is it possible that he bowed his head to the dean of the academy?
‘Yeah, it was very exciting at the time…’
Thinking of that time, Yumir burst into laughter, and then he lowered his head and looked down at his hand.
Since that day, the hand that has held the pen without missing a day, but why is this moment so empty?
‘Yes, Madoka is not coming back.’
There was nothing to be ashamed of now.
Because if she doesn’t want to see herself, she’s good enough with that.
What she should care about is that even after she’s gone, those things are still going on somewhere.
‘Yeah, that’s… What happened then is not Madoka’s fault.’
None of that was Madoka’s choice.
She tried, and there were just a bunch of people more talented than her.
It is natural for people to fall behind in an unfair world, but people in the world do not recognize that fact and want everyone to become the best.
That is why even the average score is regarded as a failure, and they are in a hurry to ridicule and encourage the losers.
I have no doubt that such sadism will also serve as an opportunity to release potential…
‘By the way, running is something that requires good legs, right?’
Even the legs to run are whipped to the point of being broken, but how can those who want to advance despite this, turn away from the sweet bait thrown in front of them?
Even those who can prevent it are only focused on their own interests, and lose understanding of them, so those who are weeded out have no choice but to remain weeded out in the end.
‘At any time, the old kids are the problem. If you’ve eaten enough, you should know how to leave it to the young people who will follow.’
In the end, it’s the superiors’ problem…
I thought that way when I was immature, but now it has changed a lot.
‘… No, I’m not in a position to say that.’
So, didn’t he himself think that the cause was somehow good?
His tendency to keep away from people because he was afraid of them changed to hatred towards people from that day on, and even though that day was the trigger, he could never say that he was doing anything for a greater cause.
Ugly in any way.
It’s just to see if it’s possible for them to change the world they couldn’t.
‘Well, I don’t know how it will change if the results are revealed.’
It will work if it does, or it won’t.
Even if it changes, there is a possibility that it will change for the worse, but wouldn’t that be more exciting? I often thought about doing it.
It was to the point where he thought that not turning to the Demon King’s army was his last conscience born as a human.
‘To elect such an idiot as a member of the hero’s party, it seems like the academy and the royal family are the same as the academy and the royal family.’
It took a while for Yumir, who burst out laughing with a mixture of self-deprecation, to recall the feel of the bottle in his hand.
“Ugh.”
The moment the man lying on the bed groaned, Ymir hid the hand holding the bottle behind his back and prepared to face him.
Yes, the time has finally come, thinking.
“Are you out of your mind?”
Ymir speaks bluntly without revealing his true feelings as much as possible.
Faced with her dull expression, Dave began to stare at her, correcting her dazed mind.
“… Mr. Ymir?”
“Yeah, my memory seems to be fine.”
It’s a relief, Ymir thought and smiled and put his arm on the back of the chair.
– Rocking.
Two lumps of fat moving at the moment.
All of a sudden, he was wearing thin clothes, and his chest was open, making him look quite manly.
“… He, did you take care of me while I was unconscious?”
Dave looked away as if it was uncomfortable to look at and asked. Ymir, who found it cute, replied with a smile.
“No, I came here doing what I had to do before. I came here waiting for you to wake up after that was all over.”
“Are you waiting for me?”
“Yeah~ I can tease you that way. I heard about it, but I heard that the guild is quite talkative, and that the porter who entered the newly discovered dungeon came back from the dead.”
“… Ahaha.”
Dave scratching the back of his head. It must have meant that there was no face, but the reaction to let it go like that was very annoying to Ymir.
“You’re going to split up and fuck what you did well.”
“Ahhh! It hurts, it hurts!!”
“Then, pinch me because it hurts, or stroke me when I said I did well?”
Ymir threatens Dave by pulling Dave’s ears with telekinesis. The anger now is not expressed as a joke.
“I don’t care where you go searching or not, because I can’t stand being the reason? If you want to die, just die alone. Why are you putting me in there?”
“I’m sorry. Sorry!!”
“From now on, if you try to weave me for a reason for you to search, I know you will die by my hand. Okay?”
-Ack!
Ymir released his magic and let go of his ears.
That was the end of the resentment he had. It was because the gratitude I felt towards him was more than enough to resolve everything with this trivial anger.
“… How did your research go?”
Yeah, I’m asking too.
If it’s this guy’s personality, he’ll care more about other people’s circumstances than his own body.
“I finished it all while you slept.”
“I, really?”
“Then do I look like someone to scold?”
He didn’t get the title of Archmage at this age for nothing.
Of course, even that is in a precarious state because it has not been able to produce results, but if you present what you have in this hand to the academic world, maintaining the title of Archmage for the rest of your life will not be a dream.
“Now take it.”
And Ymir is the monumental first user of the result, a state in which I decided to choose the one in front of me.
After a while, Dave looked at the glass bottle in her hand and asked with a blank expression.
“What is this?”
“A potion that temporarily creates a circle when drunk.”
“… Yes?”
“Do you know what a circle is?”
“Ah yes. Qualities necessary for a wizard to be truly recognized, right?”
“Yes, if you drink it, it will be possible to create a circle, albeit temporarily.”
Yumir crossed her arms and spoke lightly.
Her Dave looked at her, blinked her eyes, and looked down again at her water bottle in her hand.
“That means, uh…”
As if she couldn’t believe that the product, which was just a potion with a whitish color, had the effect she said.
“Are you saying that ordinary people can also become wizards?”
But it’s not a lie.
A sweet dazzle that drove the untalented to ruin.
At this moment, by my own hands, finally being transformed into the truth and preparing to be revealed to the world.
