I DO WHATEVER I WANT!
THE EPISIDE 9

'A, what's-'

The middle-aged woman stepped on the pencil that was in front of her.

"You, did you write in secret when I forbade you? Am I a joke on you."

The middle-aged woman's words were becoming clearer.

"Auntie, I'm not going to write anymore, so please, don't hit me."

The voice of the little boy in which his voice trembled as he was frightened sounded.

But the boy's request was ignored and he was beaten with rattan until his feet bled.

'What's going on? Is this Villian's memory?'

Villian could only think when he saw such a sight.

It was a very ordinary sight for him.

And little Villian was beaten up just because she wrote something on paper.

'So, I can't write unless Villian doesn't want to write because of her childhood trauma. Villian, this body doesn't belong to you anymore. Give me the ability to write it.'

Villian could only mutter to himself inwardly and though little Villian's eyes were frightened, Villian felt that she was glancing at the middle-aged woman with a cold gaze.

'I guess I don't like it. Villian, I'm not as good as you are I told you I'd live for 2 years and do whatever I want. Aunty, this is not the time for whether Villian is angry or not and I don't care about how she feels. But someone like aunty, made me want to dispel such a character as quickly as possible. This is the story I wrote auntie, ready to take a punch in the back of your head.'

At a glance after thinking like that, Villian with very warm eyes looked at him. And he gave a smile to Villian with empty eyes.

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"Well!"

Villian opened his eyes and he was inside the tent. From the small crack, Villian could see the dark sky.

He also smelled the salty smell of the sea.

'It's night?'

He got up and saw that there was paper and pencil on the table. He holds a pencil and he can write easily.

He prepared a letter for his father and brother, then walked out of his tent.

He wondered why there were no stars in this world and only moons.

Villian felt a cool night breeze about it.

"Villian, you're awake."

Zillo, standing guard by the beach, looked at Villian in shock.

"Yes, sorry to bother."

Zillo shook his head.

"Eugine says you may be fainting due to excessive shock. Did you think of anything terrible."

'Like your death.'

Zillo couldn't say the end.

"Aah.... I tried to write. My aunt always beat me up just because I wrote something."

Zillo's eyes turned cold and the aura of curse on him seemed to grow stronger.

"Are you okay?"

Villian nodded at Zillo's question.

"I only have 2 years. I'll reply to everything when I get back, so I'll just have fun and not want to think about anything else."

2 year. That word made Zillo clutch his sword even tighter.

"I told you I'd find an antidote. Don't say that to me."

'Yes, yes.'

Villian just nodded his head in his laziness.

He leaves Zillo and goes to say hello to Gerlic, who paints a beautiful, unfinished view of the night sea.

"That's so beautiful."

Villian opened the trial.

"No, it's not over yet, young lady."

Gerlic stopped his hand from painting and smiled towards Villian.

"Young lady, are you okay. You just fainted."

Villian only nodded at Gerlic's concerned face.

"Can I buy this piece? That's so beautiful."

Gerlic rounded his eyes and smiled gently.

"No, young lady, I'd rather if you take the one you like tampa give apapon."

Villian looked at Gerlic in disbelief.

"So, what if I sponsor you? I can choose all the paintings I want and you won't be short on funds. How's it?"

Gerlic looked towards his rudimentary painting and smiled gently.

'At least, I want the young lady to have something that reminds her of me.'

His views contain 1000 meanings. He nodded and Villian left with a satisfied face at Gerlic's response.

He walked again and saw Lucard sitting at the end of the cliff.

"Lucard?"

Villian was confused as to what to say.

Lucard looked towards Villian with red eyes and his tears came out very heavily.

"Miss, please, please don't die."

Villian sat beside him and gently stroked Lucard's head.

"Lucard, you're a necromancer. You're supposed to be the most knowledgeable, about life and death more than readyapon."

Lucard couldn't reply to what Villian had just said.

That's right, he as a necromancer, knows more about life and death than the manapon race.

"Any encounter, there must be a farewell. So is death. Every life has death. My death is inevitable how pound it is."

Lucard doesn't want to understand that. He didn't want someone who looked like what his mother always said, to just say it. He doesn't want to lose anymore.

"Lucard, I'm not a good person for you to follow to risk your life. You're still a kid shouldn't be determined that way."

Not a good man. It made Lucard swallow the rebuttal he wanted to throw at Villian.

"I brought you because you were useful, nothing more. There's no other feeling between you and me."

Lucard rolled his eyes hearing that.

"I don't want to have a relationship until I don't want to die and die in regret. It's worse than dying."

The word stabbed Lucard.

'Lucard, there are some beings, who when he knows he's going to die, he doesn't want to have a strong relationship so he dies with remorse.

Remember, the person who says it, is the one who gets hurt the most when he says it.'

This time, Lucard nodded his head resignedly after recalling what his mother had ordered.

'Good, at least 1 less than those who tried to cure me.'

Villian breathed a sigh of relief. But in Lucard's ear, Villian sighed sadly.

Splash, splash.

The sound of the waves approaching the Cliff echoed filled the silence.

The moonlight made Villian slightly glare and arrived, a creature with a fish tail and a human head appearing right in front of them.

"Mermaid?"

Villian was confused while Lucard was directly standing in front of Villian.

The creatures in front of Villian are as beautiful as the artwork that comes out into the real world.

'The mermaids were creatures born with more greed than the apapon race.'

Villian recalled Eugine's words and quickly forgot about it.

When else he could meet that beautiful mermaid.

He doesn't even matter if he's fed on this beautiful creature.

"You, are you okay?"

The mermaid looked at Villian in confusion.

"Did kene mean I'm okay or not with humans?"

The mermaid's voice was very beautiful melting Villian's hearing.

The mermaid removed her tail and it became a very smooth and pretty leg. He stood up well and looked at Lucard.

"The dark aura that other dark creatures can feel, necromancer. Why do necromancers protect humans?"

The mermaid's face was getting confused.

"No, I'm not gonna let you touch Miss."

A bone sword of small size for Lucard's age appeared in his hand.

The two of them stared at each other which produced a feeling of electric spark in the air.

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Serialize..............