I Became the Villain of a Romance Fantasy

43 – Interlude

dark.

The darkness that continued from the end of the abyss was pulling my body towards the bottomless pit.

Even if I turn my head here and there to find the light to drive away the darkness, the only thing that shines in this dark space is myself.

The stars that always floated in the sky were nowhere to be seen where they had disappeared, and the moon that lit up the dark night sky also did not exist here.

Unable to come up with a way to properly resist the darkness, I had to be quietly dragged into the hole.

But strangely, I was able to find unexpected things in this place where I thought there would be nothing.

The stars and moons, which had been invisible no matter how long ago, had lost their light and were embedded in the outer wall of the hole, drawing an invisible celestial map.

The stars that turned to dust when I touched them, and the memories that flowed into me at the same time, I was able to recognize what was here and now.

it was in the past

To be precise, they were the times that disappeared as I returned, and they were things that would exist only in my memory forever. Realizing this, I begin to grasp the identity of this darkness that is pulling me now.

Looking down once more, what was there was no longer an endless abyss.

[■■■■■■. ■■■■■?]

[■■. ■■■■■!]

It was so crushed that I couldn’t understand it with my eyes and ears. Although the time zones were jumbled together, those were unmistakably his own memories.

However, unlike the things on the wall here and now, it was a collection of memories that could be called painful moments for me.

yes. This darkness holding me back was pulling me back into my memories before returning.

I think I can now understand why, whenever memories of the past appeared in my dreams, they showed me only scenes devoid of any happiness. The divinity of this goddamn foreign press continued to haunt him despite the death of its owner.

If it was as before, there was no way I could feel what was happening in my unconscious like this, but now, for some reason, I was clearly maintaining my consciousness even in the realm of my unconscious. So I moved my body around to get out of the darkness.

It is true that I found the motive for my present life from the regrets of the past, but that did not mean that I would go into a torture chamber that only showed me despair.

I don’t know if it was unconscious, but now that I am conscious, there must be a way to resist somehow.

However, no matter how quickly I turned my head, I couldn’t think of that method.

If this mysterious phenomenon was simply caused by the power of foreign media, there would be no need to worry about it in the first place. It was something I just had to press down with force and wake up from the dream.

I looked at the body that was the only one that did not lose its light in this space that only existed in darkness. Even when I grabbed the darkness with my hand emanating pure white light and tried to open it, the darkness that was holding me was still there.

Wrong. nothing works

The divine power of the foreign media only let go of the protests that had already been pulled tight. So, unless I throw it away, there is no way to overcome this darkness.

“ah.”

A short sigh escaped his mouth.

Come to think of it, isn’t this the first time this has happened? There was simply a hidden understory to what I thought was a nightmare, but nothing changed.

wait, just a moment the night isn’t that long If you calmly look back on the past and wait for the dream to wake up, time will pass quickly.

“Damian…”

The moment I try to surrender myself to the darkness with thoughts close to resignation, all of a sudden, the times I had with him today run through my head. The last time I saw him before closing my eyes, I could still see him playing pranks on me.

Starting with that, as I recalled the times I had spent with him one by one after returning, I felt a warm feeling in my left hand for some reason.

But this was not an illusion.

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My left hand, which had only been able to emit light white light, was surrounded by a bright golden light like sunlight.

The light drove out the darkness and began to grow in size. Soon, the world made of darkness collapses due to the light that has grown to completely cover my surroundings.

As I felt the world filled with longing for the past crumble, I knew that I would soon wake up from this dream. So, I surrendered myself to the stream of consciousness rising to the surface again.

***

“Uh, uh…”

When I woke up, the first thing I felt was the soft touch of the bed, not the strange floating feeling of falling into the darkness that I had felt throughout my dream.

The scene of the familiar room reflected in the eyes and the clear and clean sense, unlike in a dream that was like being trapped in fog, let us know that this place was real.

Somehow I got out of the nightmare, but I had no desire to experience it again. My head was filled with the thought that I should come up with a solution for this when I fully wake up.

As I looked at the wish paper I had put in the drawer for a while and tried to calm my grunting heart, I could feel the warmth coming from my left hand.

“Why are your hands still hot… Damian?”

I woke up from the dream, but when I turned my head to the warmth that still lingered on my hand, I saw him sleeping soundly while holding my hand.

I almost screamed in the middle of the night at his sudden appearance, but I was able to swallow the scream that was about to come out of my mouth by moving my empty right hand to cover my mouth.

Stop thinking for a moment and take a deep breath to calm your beating heart and head. The head, which slowly regained its coolness, brought out memories from before falling asleep.

I remember holding his hand in the carriage before going to sleep, but I didn’t know that I would not let go of his hand until I reached the bedroom.

But most of all, when I pictured him smiling mischievously at me for not letting go of my hand, my face became hot.

I carefully tried to pull out the hand that was holding him, but it was impossible to shake off his hand, which was clenched tightly as if not to let go.

can’t do it

Even if I want to let go, he won’t let go, so I can only hold his hand like this for a little while longer.

Looking at the hand holding his hand, it was only then that the warmth and light I felt in my dream began to explain.

It may not have been his intention, but it was his strength that brought me out of the nightmare.

Belatedly thinking that the warm warmth and pleasant light I felt in my dream belonged to him, my heart that had been gloomy from the dream just now began to clear up as if the sun had risen.

I held his hand like that, smiled pleasantly, and looked at his face as he quietly closed his eyes.

Even though he was in an uncomfortable posture, he was smiling lightly with a face like a calm lake without frowning. But even though he may look so peaceful now, when I think about when he wakes up after a while, I can imagine him twisting his body around and feeling stiff.

Is it because my heart is starting to relax? When I see him sleeping, I suddenly start to think of all sorts of things.

Wouldn’t it be right to wake him up right now? I thought, but on the other hand, I couldn’t make a decision easily because I thought it was an opportunity to do things that I couldn’t do to him.

After a long thought, I came up with an answer that could be called a compromise that mixed the opinions of both sides.

By doing just a little bit and waking him up.

It seems like the fact that there is no exact time limit is the result of having already been defeated by desire, but what is it?

When I made up my mind, I pulled his cheek without hesitation as if I had been waiting. Even though he didn’t have the same giddy reaction as before, he felt good nonetheless.

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Maybe because of his personality, he pulled my cheek like I am now while I was sleeping.

Just thinking about it makes one cheek tingle for no reason. I stretched his cheeks once more and looked at my next target, his hair.

Unlike my pure white hair, the dark black shiny hair, which was in complete contrast, looked soft enough to make me want to stroke it.

Anyway, it’s just the two of us here right now.

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Moreover, since he was asleep, no one could say anything about my actions.

“hehehehe…”

Every time you move your hand, soft hair tickles between your knuckles. I liked that feeling, so I touched his head without realizing the time was passing. Unlike dreams, which always showed only sadness and regret, happiness in reality was so easily caught in my hands.

That fact made me forget about the dream any more.

His hair is becoming like a magpie’s house at some point by my hand. But even so, my hand didn’t know how to stop. Deliberately messing it up and then tidying it up, it reminded me of a game played by street children, but it was fun.

Come to think of it, the previous time I burst into tears in his arms, I think he stroked my hair like this… Now that I’m trying to think of it, I can’t quite remember what it felt like.

Then there is nothing you can do

I lifted one of his empty hands and gently placed it on top of my head.

“Is this… how did it feel? No, relax a little more…”

Then he moved his arm slowly to recreate the feeling as much as possible.

The drooping arm didn’t have any strength, so it looked very awkward, but the feeling of his fingers running through my hair was the same, so I was very satisfied and felt a touch that wasn’t his.

However, at some point, a strange feeling of discomfort began to be felt in his hands.

There was still no strength in his arm in my hand, but the more I moved it, unlike the first time I moved my forearm, a subtle change that I couldn’t describe.

It wasn’t bad, but rather, it felt kinder and more delicate than before, when it was crude.

At first, I just thought I’d gotten better at moving his arms, but when I got the feeling that my hands were moving on their own without much effort, I couldn’t move his hands comfortably anymore.

After a while, he seemed to have no more desire to hide it, and even though I let go of his hand, he still gently stroked my hair.

I slowly lowered my head and looked down at his face.

Sure enough, in the place where my gaze reached, the golden eyes that seemed to contain the sun’s light were clearly shining even in the dark.