Chapter 652 – Tuesday, Week 8 (11)
Idrienne’s class ended too quickly compared to usual. To borrow Illien’s expression, Idrien, who was beaten like a dog, fell into a state of unconsciousness and could not wake up even if he shook his body.
Even after ‘tapping the cervix to force it to wake up’, which can be said to be a special drug for fainting females, Marey had no choice but to wash lightly and leave the laboratory in a dissatisfied state.
It might be accurate to say that he ran away because it was an environment where he couldn’t concentrate on studying or other things due to the smell of semen, which was so thick that he didn’t want to escape even if the ventilation was turned on. She brushed her hair that hadn’t been properly curled and casually walked her way to her gym, where she would be.
She is a bento boxed woman who can eat comfortably. Erden’s words came to mind. Marei couldn’t agree with her words, but she crouched under her hard body, and every time she begged her forgiveness for no reason, she felt Marei addicted to the feeling of something filling him up.
Her married woman, who said she would never love herself, she fell in love with herself and kissed her thickly before she knew it. The way she used to get angry even when the story of her husband was brought up, she seemed to hate it whenever I made her compare it to her husband before I knew it, but she confessed all the facts.
The way she purred and raised her claws without even being threatened when he followed her recklessly, and the way she sneaked up and looked at her if she was indifferently next to her was like a cat. Marey thinks of the two twin dogs that she keeps at home, and her married woman suddenly thinks that she wants to raise them as her own cat.
‘No no… Because Lee Ha-woon is a married woman…’
He says that he is being educated (?) By Ravella and his pets every night, and by his master, the saintess, and his homeroom teacher every week, but he still has a long way to go before his morals and docile personality are corrected. I brushed off the thought of wanting to grow.
“Marey.”
At the sound of her voice calling for herself, Mare de Parwen flinched and looked around as if she had committed a great sin. She is a vampire girl with blonde hair holding a book tightly. She said Merande was calling herself.
“Being here at this time… Therefore… Did you run away?”
What? Marey wanted to ask, but Merande spoke faster.
“It was Professor Illien’s class, right? She’s pretty and kind, but wasn’t the class fun?”
“Ah, today was Professor Idrien’s class. Because of the progress problem, I switched time with Professor Illien.”
Even though it was Edrien’s turn at dawn the previous day, he rushed like a wild animal and intercepted her order (?), So she changed her class time in return, but Marei skillfully excused herself.
“Class hours have changed… Oh, she said she’s taking private lessons… If it’s Idrien… I had to run away.”
Merande nodded her head in understanding. She only wondered what her Edrien was to her. Hearing her voice, seeing her face turn white and running away made her feel as if she were seeing a mouse in front of a cat.
“I didn’t run away… She has nothing more to learn…”
“In Idrienne’s class? Really? Oh, come to think of it… Icher said that Marey is very smart.”
Marey opened her eyes wide in surprise at the words of Prof. Itcher that came out of Merende’s mouth.
“Are you acquainted with Professor Itcher?”
“Yeah, I also stayed and ate at my house. Come to me sometimes Come and eat a lot of sweets. Because her sister always asks where are you starving? Every time I do that, I lower her head and push her plate out for more.”
He was just wondering if the person Merande was talking about was the Professor Ycher de Valenta he knew.
“That… Is it true that Professor Icher de Valentine is talking about black magic?”
“Huh? Yes, right, right Itcher looks scary, but it’s nonsense.”
Marey couldn’t trust Merande’s words. No, she was right about not being able to trust people’s eyes. She used to make incomprehensible evaluations of Idrien, whom she kept as a cute and lovable pet, such as that she was afraid of her personality, that she had a bad personality, and that when she was with her, she felt pressured to the point where she couldn’t breathe.
“Then Marey didn’t run away.”
Merendet let out a short sigh as if disappointed. Marey’s eyes narrowed as she stared blankly at her floor.
“…Mrende, wasn’t it class time?”
“Ahaha… Maybe so… ?”
He seemed to understand why Lee Ha-woon was chasing after Merande.
“Are you okay to attend?”
“Because it’s the exam period… Just do well on the test!”
Merende raised her head with a confident face, although she did not know what kind of confidence springs up. Her red eyes were glowing with life for the first time in a long time.
“I heard from Lee Ha-woon, last year’s grades…”
“Oh… That, that’s what I was talking about too… I didn’t study at the time… You can do it now!”
“Studying for the exam, haven’t you started yet?”
“Bur, the only ones already preparing are Unnie and Marey… ! Everyone tends to rush back to Jeonju… Well, then, even if you do a little, you will get a decent grade…”
Merende said so as if to make an excuse. She asked Lee Ha-woon to take good care of her, but should she scold Merende? But if you think about it, she’s Merande, she’s older than herself. She looks like her younger sister, given her small stature and lack of energy…
“What are you thinking about?”
“Mrende is an older sister, but she is not like an older sister… ?”
“Too bad.”
Merande pursed her lips and kicked her little pebble off the floor. Contrary to her light movements, the way she moved so high and far away made Marei realize that she was a vampire.
As if they had promised, Marey and Merende walked down the street. Although there were occasional glimpses of students without classes, compared to lunch time or dismissal time, the expression “Quiet” Was appropriate. Strangely, with no direction or destination, I kept walking.
As if possessed by something, or as if Merande was waiting for her to say something. Marais glanced at Merende walking beside her, but she was slightly embarrassed by her broad smile, and she spoke her words, which she hadn’t finished last year.
“Regarding Lee Ha-woon’s revenge… How can I do it?”
Merande stopped her steps. Her red eyes were more calm than ever. She didn’t tremble with anxiety or know where to direct her attention. She was just looking at herself.
“I told you last time. Mare de Parwen. I will trust you.”
Merande drew in a long breath and exhaled very slowly. She looked as if she crouched down like a beast about to take a great leap. These words, this content. She remembered hearing it somewhere.
“That means I believe even if you hurt me, even if you ruin everything, Marais de Parwen.”
Merande was looking at herself with her strong eyes, which she would never have guessed were normal. Philia came to mind. She said this to herself too. I believe. She said she was prepared to be hurt and believed. She wasn’t sure if the girl standing in front of her was the same person as Merande.
“I also believe in Merende.”
Merande let out a small laugh of hers.
“Ah, I’m such an idiot. What a big decision I made. You don’t know how much risk I took and talked about it.”
Well, that’s a good thing. Merende erased her smile by telling an incomprehensible story.
“It is still only a plan. Because there is so much to do. There are so many things that haven’t been decided yet. Should I get up now, or should I keep crouching down pretending not to know anything? Because I couldn’t decide.”
Merande said that with a very different face than usual. She has cold eyes that cannot be found as emotions. A strong atmosphere that naturally weighed down the surroundings, it seemed that someone would come to mind. Marey blankly looked at Merande. Obviously this…
“It’s a joke.”
Merande smiled as if the face she had just shown her was a lie. It was just that she couldn’t help but laugh. She seemed to have reached Merende, although it was for a moment, really only for a moment.
“But I will do something to get revenge on Lee Ha-woon.”
“…Is that someone named Leon? Or is he a beastman?”
Merende stared blankly at Marey without saying anything.
“I haven’t decided yet.”
“…Who is Merende?”
Merande only smiled lightly at Marey’s question.
“Very, very… That’s the exact question.”
She let out a long sigh. It was like an expression of relief.
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard of such a story other than her sister. Are you looking at me properly? Or, did I reveal it because I believed in you?”
Merende like she doesn’t know what to say. No, she nodded her head in the empty air as she muttered like a child expecting something to be said to make her happy.
“There are only two paths for me.”
Marey took a step backwards involuntarily at Merande’s sudden approach. The distance that breath can reach, red eyes. Those eyes that were very clear, kind, and trembling with fear were those of Merende she knew.
“The bottom… The road to that calm and peaceful end where no one hurts, no one gets hurt.”
Marey blankly looked at Merande. Her red eyes grew wilder and darker, and those eyes, resembling a predator endlessly preying on something, were her eyes that she did not know.
“The road that eats everything, hurts everyone, and where no one can reach, there is a crown of thorns.”
Marey looked at Merande. She tried to understand her. But she knew only a fraction of what she knew. She has a relationship with a Romanian aristocrat, Lee Ha-un, and has one older sister. That was all.
“No matter which way you go… I want to be the strength of Merande.”
Perhaps surprised by Marey’s answer, Merande blinked without saying a word. Then she let out a small laugh of her own.
“Yes, believe me. No, because I decided to believe it. Even if you betray me, I won’t be angry. Don’t hate ‘Cause I’ve decided to trust you So, please… Don’t hurt me.”
I felt like I had heard this from someone. Feeling a strange prickly sensation, Marei gently hugged Merende, who was gently leaning on her shoulder.
“I don’t know where I’m going, but I have to get my revenge. Because that’s all I can do for Lee Ha-woon.”
Merande muttered so in her suppressed voice. Marey didn’t know what to say to comfort her. She couldn’t help but put more strength into her hand that held her slender shoulder, not knowing if it would ease her mind at all.
