assistirfilmes Chapter 93
Chapter 93
TN: Thank James Baily for the chapter. I’m really just doing a 3 person rotation now.
“Arte, wake up. Arte.”
“Zzz... Zzz...”
“...Arte? Arte?”
I heard someone’s voice. A voice that wanted to wake me up.
I’m so sleepy I could die, and you’re waking me up?
Annoyed, I tossed and turned, and the voice disappeared, making me feel good.
The hard but warm and comforting pillow brought me a sense of stability.
Smiling with satisfaction, I fumbled around, looking for the pillow I was hugging, but my hands grasped nothing.
...Strange. It should definitely be nearby.
“What if she wakes?! At times like this, you should quietly stroke her hair!”
“...But my legs are starting to hurt.”
“Can’t you even do that much for your beloved?!”
“Love or whatnot, it’s been four hours already.”
“Shh. She’ll wake up.”
When I was startled that the pillow that should exist didn’t, the voices entered my ears again.
The moment I was about to toss and turn again in protest, I paused, questioning the content of the conversation.
...Legs?
Huh. Come to think of it, did I have such a hard pillow at home?
I don’t think I did?
“...Thankfully, she didn’t. Let her sleep a bit more, Siwoo. She looks tired.”
“I know, I know. I just wanted to ask a bit about yesterday’s events.”
“That can wait. Let’s let her sleep more for now. She must have been really exhausted.”
Hearing Amelia’s words to let me sleep more, Dorothy and Siwoo agreed.
But it was already too late.
My sleepiness had fled long ago.
Honestly, I wanted to sleep more, but I couldn’t fall asleep.
...Why am I sleeping amidst these three in the first place?
Unable to understand the situation, I tried to think about what happened before I fell asleep.
Hmm, let’s see.
I couldn’t fall asleep, so I stayed up all night.
I had no choice but to force myself awake and leave for the academy.
I remember Lyla and Lee Ha-Yul looking at me strangely as I staggered.
...And then? What happened next?
Arriving at the academy, I discovered Siwoo and Amelia having a conversation.
The moment I saw Siwoo, I think I had a thought.
The reason I couldn’t sleep was because I lacked warmth.
And when I was in Siwoo’s arms yesterday, it was definitely warm.
I’m sure I had that thought, and then...
I could feel my face slowly heating up.
I remembered everything. Why I’m sleeping here. What I had done.
I, I, I must be crazy...?!
What I’m resting my head on now... they definitely said it was a leg.
It’s not Amelia or Dorothy’s leg. Those two couldn’t possibly be this hard.
Then there’s only one person left.
The person who complained his legs hurt. Only that person.
“She’s really out.”
“She said she stayed up all night. Of course she’ll sleep well.”
“Is that so? Still, I’m glad. Arte seems alright otherwise.”
It seemed no one noticed I was awake.
Even the teachers had difficulty judging if I was asleep or awake.
It’s really convenient at times like this.
They consider me a friend, justify my actions, and believe in me.
The only one who can’t believe in such people is me alone.
I was just consoling myself, saying everyone except Siwoo is merely a puppet.
“The key to helping Arte is you, Siwoo.”
“...Me?”
“Yes. It can only be you. The only one Arte considers human.”
So that was exposed too.
I thought she was just an ordinary sub-heroine with no definite character like Amelia.
“‘ A mere puppet attacked a human.’ That’s what Arte said. In other words, Arte sees everyone in the world as puppets. Except for you.”
“...”
“I don’t know the reason she came to think that way. I don’t know the boundary between humans and puppets she speaks of either.”
“Me neither. I haven’t figured that out.”
“If you want to stop her from committing more sins, you’ll have to make her see other people as humans. It’ll be hard though.”
“That way, she’ll hesitate to hurt people.”
Saying that, Dorothy stroked my hair.
“...You have a good eye.”
“Because I have a caster-type ability. Shouldn’t I have at least this much insight?”
“Ah, that. Wasn’t it just like a spell or something?”
“It is a spell. I’m just putting on airs a bit... Still, didn’t I seem a bit like a witch?”
“Yes, Miss Witch.”
“Hehe.”
They were thinking of me.
Dorothy and Amelia. They were having a conversation about me, considering me a friend.
I know. Of course I know.
I’ve never had friends who cared for me this much, even before I was kidnapped into this world.
Amazingly, I have so many people who care for me in this short time.
...But I couldn’t believe it.
Because I never know when they might betray me.
What if the Author changes the settings for those two?
If she introduces a new evil force for the development of the novel and adds a setting that Dorothy was actually a spy for the organization?
Even this conversation right now would become a lie.
Dorothy’s concerns for me would turn into acting to deceive us.
That’s why I can’t believe it. That’s why I close my heart.
I suppress the emotions rushing to break through the tightly closed bolt.
There’s only one person I can trust.
The only person I can believe in.
Only Siwoo, who the Author’s changes don’t affect.
Amelia and Dorothy are friends. But for how long?
The Author changes the settings on a whim.
She even changed the basic setting of the world.
She changed a world with an ordinary academy into a world where gates opened 500 years ago.
I don’t know when Amelia and Dorothy’s settings might change on a whim too.
I suppressed all the emotions knocking on the door, trying to break through the bolt.
As I thought, there’s only one being I can trust.
Just Siwoo.
Pretending to sleep talk, I snuggled a bit into Siwoo’s embrace.
It was definitely the warmest and hardest pillow.
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Author’s Notes
I feel like my writing is better than usual these days.
I feel motivated again.
The answer is romance.