I Have No Intention Of Training The Male Leads - Chapter 14 Part 9

14. If You Want to Use… (9)

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“I only hit one person’s cheek. Oh, or maybe… should I count hitting their cheeks as slapping them too?”

“Ha……. I told you to calm down, but you ended up on the path of crime……”

“What the hell?”

“If you say ‘slapped them’, it means you’ve done other things too. Senior, what on earth have you been doing?”

“Like I said……. I hit their cheeks a few times, tied them up, and maybe acted a little cute with them.”

“Assault and r*pe? Isn’t this a serious crime?”

“No, do you just blurt out everything without filtering? I just gave them a few hits to scare them a bit. And some of it was consensual, you know? That’s not r*pe.”

“Enough talk……”

The other side sighed in frustration at Eve’s bold claim. Eve tilted her teacup. William also took a sip of his coffee, now lukewarm, and maintained a moment of silence.

William, after swallowing his coffee, looked at Eve from head to toe with a sharp gaze, unlike before, and after a while, finally set down his cup and opened his mouth.

“……I think I might know why those men suddenly went crazy over you.”

“What?”

“Even when I didn’t know you were my senior, something felt strange.”

“Explain it specifically. What did it feel like?”

“Well……. Even from a distance, my eyes were drawn to you, and if we were in the same space, your presence was particularly prominent. If we were close, something unknowingly felt tense but also seemed to soften. I felt comforted and wanted to keep you by my side. Perhaps it’s because of this strange feeling that I became interested. Could this be the effect of a blessing or some skill?”

“What’s that? It makes me feel bad.”

“You asked for a specific explanation. And now you’re upset when I give it?”

William pouted and grumbled, showing a face of utter disbelief. “What the hell?” he snapped back, but Eve was still deep in thought.

If his guess was correct, and this was a skill effect and one of the abilities of ?incarnations?, then she could somewhat understand why Callisto, who had shown disgust and fled, had come to her and said, “I couldn’t forget.” Edward’s excessive obsession might not have only been because Eve showed different behavior patterns with each repetition of time.

The attitude of Castel, who entrusted his body to me while drunk and vulnerable, and Alberic, who kept clinging to Eve, who was relentlessly playing with him, as if thirsting for affection, could also be somewhat explained.

‘What am I, some kind of delicacy? My presence stands out wherever I am, and the scent tempts one to desire me.’

Eve’s expression of a headache was momentary. She rested her chin on her hand and thought hard about something before opening her mouth.

“Anyway, I have something to do… you, you’ll have to help me.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s use a few discreet people under you. Alberic is Edward’s man, so it’s a bit tricky for me to move secretly on my own.”

“I can cover up an assault, but I can’t cover up the assassination of a noble or royalty.”

“Crazy, it’s not that, okay? I need to find something, so look for it instead.”

“……If that’s all it is.”

“Okay. That’s settled, but first, go back to speaking like before. It’s a bit disgusting when you keep saying ‘sister, sister’ with William’s face, hey.”

“……!”

William’s face distorted as soon as he heard Eve’s serious words. Although he used to call her “sister” affectionately, his expression darkened with betrayal at Eve’s sudden, relentless change of attitude when their appearances changed.

“Do you even know how many years separate our physical ages? It’s seven, seven. You’re a total old man.”

“What? An old man?”

“Of course, William is as handsome as can be, but no matter how good-looking you are, being called ‘sister’ is only appropriate by someone younger. This isn’t some kind of play, and I’m not pleased to be called ‘sister’ by someone almost thirty.”

“Isn’t that too much? Are you saying that you rejuvenated?”

“Oh dear, Your Highness. Lower your voice.”

“Your Highness is really rude and irritating.”

“What, this brat?”

William managed to stop Eve just in time as she pretended to pick up the teapot and throw it. Their bickering was so noisy that the person in charge at the hideout, who was far away doing his job, glanced sideways at the two’s unreserved appearance.

After talking for quite some time, the two made a promise to meet again soon and parted ways.

Inside the returning carriage, Eve’s expression was gloomily cast down. She organized her thoughts quietly, her eyes darkly reflective.

‘Sure. It’s disgustingly childish, but let’s say, granting a hundred concessions, that I am a divine messenger. Leaving aside logical consistency and rational reasons, let’s assume I was brought to Eve’s world because I’m some saint or something. That game was what, a beta test or something like that? Then why on earth did Sunho get dragged here too? Don’t tell me he’s a game player too?’

Eve could not quite grasp the intentions of the one who brought her to this world. She was not the only one who had worn the skin of another. Although meeting a colleague whom she thought was dead was, in some ways, a joyful event, she couldn’t shake the uncomfortable thought that she might have somehow disturbed the rest of a treasured team member.

Leaning deeply into the backrest and tilting her head back, Eve exhaled a long breath, unable to hide her complex expression. Even if she were to follow the original route, could she meet a god? This world was no longer simply a world within a game. The landmarks she had believed were perfect seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, even after Eve left, William couldn’t leave his spot and kept staring at the seat where Eve had been sitting. The close escorts who had come to accompany the man, and the aide-de-camp as well, did not dare to speak to the man lost in thought, and they looked at each other, taking cues.

The man who accepted the name “William,” Yoo Sunho, thought of that woman who was attractively fierce.

Evelyn, Eve… and the woman who was previously named Ju-yeong.

That person, who seemed to float around without taking root anywhere, always looked into the far distance, longing for something unknown even to herself.

The woman in Yoo Sunho’s memory was kind-hearted. She was responsible and tended to shy away from things that were young and weak. Although somewhat irritable, fickle, and even violent at times, being called names like crazy dog, she cared for those within her domain gently and attentively.

The kind-hearted woman cherished everyone who came into her embrace. All those who tasted her love became addicted, hoping to be her only person. Sunho was one of them.

But the man soon realized that while Ju-yeong cherished everyone, not all of them were important to her. No one was important to Ju-yeong. It would be a pity if they drifted away, but that would be all.

A woman so kind-hearted as to bring tears, and so cruel as to be unfeeling. He always wanted to cry when he saw her innocent eyes.

Yoo Sunho wanted to be the only important person to her. An irreplaceable, unique existence. Everyone struggled for that position.

Even after his breath was cut off, the man who continued to fight for that place throughout his life thought that this was no different from a second chance that came after death.

Perhaps there could be pain so sweet as to be terrible. If this was God’s will. This time, it won’t happen. Never.

But the unfulfilled vow shattered like a porcelain, scattered, and disappeared. The man suddenly drew a cool smile at the corner of his mouth.

“Let’s go.”

After some time, the man who had gathered his thoughts stood up and led the attendants. There were things he had to do now that he was sure.

“I must send for my older brother after all.”

“Yes?”

“You called her a b*tch, didn’t you?”

“……Yes?”

William, who dared to add quietly, handed over a brown leather glove, then commanded in a soft voice, looking at Cedric, who wore a puzzled expression.

“Make an appointment with the eldest son.”

“Officially, you mean?”

“Are you joking?”

“Ah, ahh. Yes. I understand.”

William replied, lowering his voice coolly with a smile, to which Cedric quickly nodded. Before long, a group of people emerged from the building like shadows.