CH 03
I let go of the hand, which had been wriggling at the sound of a person.
Because the fear of the death penalty was still clear, my body hardened when I saw blonde hair.
‘Come to think of it, the male lead was also the same age as me.’
Of course, there’s no way Peter will be alone in Eillian’s mansion, but if I’m 5 years old, he’d be young too.
There was nothing wrong with being wary.
By the way, why are there so many people imprisoned in the prison?
“Who you are. What your name is. Your eye color.”
Hurrilyㅡ
I used a low crawling position to keep the proper distance, and I heard a sigh of absurdity in the dark.
“…Black.”
“What?”
“My eye color is black… Nevermind. Just don’t come here.”
“Are you imprisoned too?”
When he answered black, my black hair, which had been sticking out, subsided.
Because the male lead’s eyes were yellow.
Hmmm.
First of all, he’s not Peter.
Anyhow, we’re the same age. And we’re in the same prison.
It was obvious that Viscount Shrek had been using him as a slave and imprisoned him for ‘discipline’.
‘The slave trade would be illegal in the Rolls Empire.’
In my last life, I was going to die anyway, so I wasn’t interested in what was going on in the world.
“Has Viscount Shrek been using you as a slave?”
“…”
“I’m also imprisoned like that.”
Yet the boy didn’t answer.
“…Cough.”
As I waited patiently, I soon heard a slightly heavy breathing in the darkness.
“Hm.”
A faint groan soon came out of the darkness, perhaps it was a big blow for him to have managed to move to answer.
If you’re in a prison, your body naturally weakens because you don’t receive sunlight and nutrients.
The boy looked much weaker than me, who was relatively fresh.
“Are you sick?”
There was no answer either.
“Sawry for keep touching you.”
I can’t keep talking to a sick person.
He’s not even the male lead. He doesn’t seem like a profitable existence.
However, since I’m not in a situation where I can realistically help, showing sympathy could also be violence from the other person’s point of view.
Well.
Great. Let’s go back.
It was when I made a decision and turned my body to the opposite side by adjusting the direction with my elbow.
Grumbleㅡ
Thunder suddenly screamed from the other side.
“Are you hungry?”
“…”
The boy in the dark seemed to be shy, so he completely ignored my words.
‘Is it because he’s starving? If that’s the case, I can help.’
Fortunately, I usually have kleptomania.
Isn’t it an essential skill for the role of ‘the villain’s daughter’?
Even in my previous life, stealing bread from the kitchen of Eillian’s house was my pleasure, so I had some bread in my emergency pocket.
‘Of course, my nose is three feet tall, but…’
But unlike me, that kid couldn’t eat at all.
If someone collapsed and died in this solitary room, it would be that boy, not me.
“Here.”
‘I can’t believe I’m doing a good deed. I feel like a heroine.’
Feeling proud, I took the bread out of my emergency pocket and handed it into the dark.
For a while, our arms shook in the air and bumped into each other.
His fingers, gently brushed against my wrist, stuttered and took the bread from the palm of my hand.
“…What is this.”
“Chowcowlate bread.”
There was a gulp in silence.
“You’re lucky, you know. There aren’t many chowcowlate breads that don’t go bad.”
“Nevermind. I can’t pay you back.”
As soon as the favor was rejected, the chocolate bread flew straight to my face.
‘Aww. He must have lived a dark past.’
“…”
If I just went out according to my personality, I would have nodded my head, but Mom was behind me.
And I didn’t want that boy to die in this situation.
Having already realized the fear of death once, I had to feed him bread for myself.
“…I have a chowcowlate allergy. You don’t need it, so I’m throwing it away.”
“Then throw it away.”
As I didn’t give up, his weak voice growled low.
He seemed alert from the moment I said I’d give him something.
Phew.
In the end, taking a deep breath, I stretched out my arms in the air and grabbed the boy’s wrist.
“!”
Then, I dropped the chocolate bread on the palm of his other hand, which was shocked, while he stretched out his hand.
“I threw it away.”
“…”
“Now the chowcowlate bread doesn’t have any owner. Pick it up and eat it. Hmph.”
Receive it when I give it to you nicely.
As I tried to look around the room again with my tongue clenched—
“…Don’t tell me to pay it back later.”
After a brief silence, a sign of a person was heard picking up bread.
‘Ugh. He doesn’t even say thank you.’
Still, I raised the corners of my lips slightly at the fact that he ate the bread, and crept back to Mom’s arms.
“Can you tell me your name?”
It was the time when I was curled up on the cloth that wrapped around Mom for a while.
A question came from afar.
Realizing that there was one more living person, I felt a little warmth in the cold prison.
“Billishia.”
“Billishia.”
When I told him my name, a beautiful voice which wasn’t going through puberty, followed me.
As if he wanted to remember my name.
“What about you?”
I turned with a wriggling posture and sat down.
Even if it looked unlucky, it was better than being alone for now.
“Sian.”
Phew.
He really isn’t the male lead, Peter.
“…Were you crying because your friend is sick?”
Thanks to the color of his eyes and his name, I was relieved inside. My ears perked up at Sian’s unique way of asking questions without any front and back.
I didn’t know what the intention of him asking that question was, so after being silent for a while, further explanations continued.
“You looked a little sad in the beginning.”
‘Ah, come to think of it, I cried a lot when I was dragged into the prison.’
It was then that embarrassment and sadness came at the same time.
Sian, who was in the dark, seemed to hear my cry and expected that a friend who was a slave in the circumstances was sick.
I didn’t really want to talk about that, but still.
If I met Cassis in the future, I would live as Princess Billishia.
That way, there he would have no one to talk to.
After a moment’s hesitation, I opened my mouth.
“It’s Mom.”
“Is she still in pain?”
“No.”
I couldn’t speak directly about the next words.
“She will probably sleep forever.”
Even though it was an expected result, it was far more painful than dying on the death row.
But when I spit it out of my mouth, I felt a little relieved.
“Don’t say you’re sorry or anything like that. I’m going to throw away my life and start a new one.”
I deliberately explained it as if it wasn’t a big deal in order to make Sian confused.
Saying that Mom died wasn’t for Sian, but for me.
“The chocolate bread is delicious.”
Fortunately, Sian had a good eye.
He changed the subject right away as he realized I didn’t like the dark atmosphere.
“Rwight? You have only one slice of bread for now, so eat it sparingly.”
“…I ate it all.”
“Why did you eat it all at once? You should eat it little by little!”
He only lives one day.
“…I can last a few days even if I don’t eat normally. Don’t worry.”
He was elated with confidence
“Rweally? Well, because you know your body best.”
Time passed after the conversation was over.
As I was hungry, I took the bread out of my emergency bag.
Munch, munchㅡ
In the quiet stillness.
As a stimulating sound that stimulated the salivary glands resounded, Sian, who had been quiet, spoke again.
“A bite…”
“No. way.”
Slurp, there’s no soup either.
“It’s not that, just what kind of bread…”
“Cre. am. bread.”
“Would it taste…”
“It’sh. yu. mmy.”
“From what I heard, the size of the bread is quite…”
“It’sh. shmall.”
Sian, who couldn’t break through my iron wall like a castle, kept his mouth shut.
It was a satisfying meal with a companion.
***
“…Hoamm, Sian?”
I yawned as I had fallen asleep before I woke up.
The prison was in darkness without a single ray of light, so I couldn’t tell if it was day or night.
“Sian? Are you upset?”
I didn’t even give him bread before going to sleep.
Was it because of it that he went sulky and didn’t talk?
“…You’re a narrow-minded child!”
I deliberately played a prank on Sian, but the exceptionally cold prison was uncomfortably quiet.
“Hmm. Actually, I have leftover bread, so I was going to give it to you…”
I lost.
A secret weapon. What should I do?
“…”
I looked around like a meerkat in anticipation of Sian’s answer, but there was no answer.
After that, I didn’t feel any movement at all.
“Sian?”
Maybe he ran away from the prison?
There wasn’t a single hole in it when I went around.
“Sian? If you’re really upset and didn’t say anything, talk to me first… ”
Boom!
Then a powerful explosion struck my right ear.
“Vivian, Vivian. Wake up. You can’t die. Vivian.”
My body, which was only five years old, was swept away like dust and crashed into a wall.
“Cough…”
An unusually powerful split.
When something hit my stomach, my lungs suddenly tightened and then inflated abnormally.
As the pain took over my body, I crouched like a slug.
‘I didn’t hear anyone coming. What the hell kind of person.’
But Vivian was there.
‘I have to take care of Mom.’
After coughing, I struggled to get up with my chubby palms.
“?”
Flutterㅡ
Dust trapped in the light was dancing in the air.
Suddenly, the prison had opened, and a ray of light that hadn’t been seen for several days leaked through the crack in the door.
Where my gaze reached, a man was on his knees, holding Mom and crying.
“…Vivian, wake up.”
“…”
“Please, please. Vivian.”
That man was desperately trying to hug Mom like an uneasy child.
But Mom’s droopy hand fell between his arms.
“…”
There was silence for a moment.
He stared at Mom’s hand, which had fallen under the floor for a while.
“Who is it.”
“…”
“Who killed Vivian?”
He looked at Vivian while muttering, so at first I didn’t know if the question was directed at me.
First of all, I felt very sick.
That’s why I was holding my breath and crying, but for a moment, a sharp blade overwhelmed the inside of the cell, and I suffocated.
Sorrowfully.
‘…Is it Dad?’
Time seemed to have stopped.
As I was raising my upper body to get up, I stumbled and fell to my knees.
When I lifted my head, his cold, sunken amethyst eyes met my eyes, and my body froze.
Cassis was the same as in my previous life.
That black hair, as if it was pulled out of the night sky.
The eyes of a predator that glow in the dark.
From the beautiful features and strong physique that seemed to have been sculpted by God, even his tremendous aura.
“I asked who killed Vivian.”
My terrible 99th Dad.
It was the moment when the main villain was born.
