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Is a housewarming party… like this? (15) – unedited

The saint didn't speak easily, she hesitated for a long time. She seemed to be contemplating how to bring the matter out. But perhaps she had made up her mind, the saint finally opened her mouth.

“El, he is going to hurt you. Blinded by revenge, he tore out his own wings. So, Kayle, be careful. I don't want you to get hurt.”

Speaking of El… The heavenly deity El?! That El, one of the candidates for the male lead?!

Unlike Merson, who was calm, it was rather me who jumped out and stood up.

“What do you mean? He's going to get hurt, why!”

I was the one who asked, but the saint still had her gaze fixed on Merson. She doesn't even turn her head at all.

“It's all because of me. You know, El thinks too much of me. When he found out that Kayle killed my brother, he was very angry. But when I hugged Kayle, he became jealous again. That said, I really didn't know that El would rip his wings off! If I had known this was coming, I wouldn't have met either of you for a while. I would have been alone in my sorrow.”

Through the novel, I was well aware of how important the meaning of wings is to the heavenly deities. But he tore it up just to get revenge on Merson?

From the reader's point of view, it would be a very exciting love fight. But when my Merson was in danger right in front of my eyes, anxiety came across my throat. I could not be at ease with my worries.

“Then what should I do? Does the Demon King have to run so he won't get hurt?!”

“Kayle, come to the temple.”

Still, the saint was only answering my question to Merson. This situation made me feel bad enough, but it doesn't matter to me now. The first thing was to hear how Merson could not get hurt.

“There might be a way to go to the Demon King's castle. But if it's El, he might lead the heavenly deities' army and declare war. I'd rather you stay where I am, El wouldn't be able to do anything carelessly. So stay by my side, I will protect you.”

I still stood up and looked at Merson. Merson's eyes were also on me. I spoke only with my mouth to him.

'Say you'll go.'

In an instant, his expression twisted. I closed my eyes for a moment, and when I lifted my eyelids again, the wounded eyes were angry at me. I just looked at it, but my feet stumbled backwards, thinking that something was wrong.

Merson, ignoring the saint, stood tall and walked towards me. I also forgot the saint being there at that moment. I was obsessed only with Merson and nothing else in my eyes.

“Tell me again, Erina.”

“… What?”

“What you just said.”

The hard wall hit my back, and my heels had no place to retreat. Trapped between Merson's arm and body, I had to face the red eyes that pierced my heart.

My lips couldn't move. I remembered the last time I forcibly tried to send Merson to the Demon King's castle.

“I told Erina that I would be angry and sad if you tried to let me go one more time.”

I remember. Obviously Merson said that, and now I am trying to send Merson away again.

“I don't want to see you hurt.”

“Except for getting hurt, I will take care of it.”

Merson's low voice was unfamiliar. But he wasn't even afraid. Hearing words Merson had uttered, a sense of sadness came to me first. And anger jumped out of my head first. I'm not letting you go because I hate you!

“So you don't care about me?”

“Think about which one will hurt me more.”

“It's not like we will be separated forever.”

“Erina pushes me away too easily. Like someone who would easily leave.”

Merson came closer to me, who had nowhere to retreat. Merson's leather shoes dug in between my feet, which had been spaced apart. His arms bent against the wall, and he lowered his head so that our noses barely touched.

“Stop. Don't come anymore.”

I turned my face away from Merson. It was a small reaction, but I can feel Merson flinch.

'Somone who would easily leave.'

These words from Merson's mouth made me unable to lift my face.

Merson would run straight towards me without really knowing anything… At some point, I have to turn my back and make him go back.

In fact, there is no such thing as Merson, and knowing that this path is not real, I, the false stranger, should not create a situation where I become a stumbling block and cause damage.

“How much will it hurt me?”

There was a deep sadness in his growling voice. I tried not to hurt Merson, but Merson says that he is hurt because of me.

“If you get hurt, I will be unable to sleep because of the guilt. I will suffer through tears all night long. If you are going to get hurt and I can prepare for that difficult situation, why would I refuse!”

“Whether my eyes are gouged out or my guts burst, Erina doesn't have to feel guilty.”

“How can you say that? Even if you're crippled and can't even eat a spoonful of food, I can just whistle my way away?”

“Yes. Whether it's whistling or singing, sing it to your heart's content. I just need Erina to be safe.”

I felt stuffy inside as we exchanged words where we couldn't yield our opinions. We didn't know when the voice that had grown louder would get lower.

“Why aren't you listening to me? How can I whistle and sing when you get hurt because of me!”

“Why is it because of Erina?”

“Because I'm a bad woman worse than the Demon King I can't let you go!!”

I shouted so loud that it made my ears go numb. Tears flowed non-stop from my heightened emotions, and at the same time I felt pathetic about myself. I must have been the villain in Merson's life for holding Merson back, hiding the truth under the pretext that his memory hadn't returned.

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