You’ve Got The Wrong House, Villain Chapter 9

You've Got The Wrong House, Villain Chapter 9

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“Co here and sit down. Would you like so coffee? I was about to have a a cup.”(Yuri)

“Yes, I’d love to.”(Anne-Marie)

As the two girls sat opposite each other, the gazes of the people around couldn’t help but be fixed on them. However, both Yuri and Anne-Marie were used to having people’s eyes on them, so they continued what they were doing without paying it the slightest attention.

“Oh, and here you go. This is what you asked for this morning.”

The paper bag that Anne-Marie handed over, contained dicines from the clinic. Yuri didn’t think what she had at ho was enough so when she t Anne-Marie on her way to work today, she asked Anne-Marie for this. Anne-Marie didn’t ask any questions; she might have believed it when Yuri said she was just preparing the dicines in case of an ergency.

“Thank you. I was going to co get it myself when I got off work today. The cost…”

“You don’t have to pay . You give coffee every ti. And you also give Hestia candy whenever you see her.”

Anne-Marie smiled sweetly and shook her head. Because she firmly refused, in the end, Yuri didn’t pay anything. In exchange, Yuri was especially careful when she made Anne-Marie’s coffee.

After Anne-Marie took a sip of her coffee, her pale-green eyes went wide, and Yuri was satisfied.

* * *

“Ms. Yuri, you can stop here for today.”

Ti flew by and at so point, it had reached the coffeehouse’s closing ti.

“Then, see you tomorrow.”

Yuri said her goodbye and left the store. But as she drew nearer to her house, her steps slowed down. She didn’t want to go ho for so reason. Even if that man’s eyes were opened or closed, she felt like she would be annoyed either ways.

As expected, should she have just left him outside?

If only she had known that handling this would be so troubleso. Perhaps the sub-villain would grit his teeth at this, but Yuri truly regretted it a little. anwhile, the distance to her house was gradually narrowing.

Click.

“…”

Consequently, the house she finally arrived at was quiet.

Yuri walked towards the sofa in the living room. And she approached, the man lying on it beca even clearer. His blonde hair was loosely scattered on the cushion, like sweet flowing honey.

His lowered eyelashes were longer than she thought, and they were also the sa shade of gold as his hair. The stiff but delicate lines of his face were half-lit by the light, and his appearance was so flawless it made you wonder whether this was what the mythical Psyche saw, when he first laid his eyes on Eros.

Furthermore, perhaps because the light was focused on him while the surroundings were dark, or perhaps because his face appeared sickly, he was oozing a sort of decadent charm. If it was another woman standing here right now, she might have felt her heart race for a mont. But to Yuri, this man was just the sub-villain who ca to the wrong house.

She opened the man’s clothes and checked his body again. There were bandages all over his body with blood seeping through them. Yesterday, she had realized that not only his chest, but his neck was injured too, so she treated there as well. The man had still not woke up yet. Considering how badly he was hurt, it was only natural.

Honestly, Yuri thought he might die. She had put in so effort yesterday so it would be a bit of a pity, but the life or death of Lakis Avalon wasn’t really important to her. When she ca back today, her thought was: if he lived, he lived, if he died, he died. To her, either way was simply out of her control.

But here he was, surviving and breathing. Unlike in the novel, the heroine wasn’t here to take ticulous care of him and help him with all of her power. At this point, you could say he had the lifeforce of a cockroach.

Yuri heaved a long sigh and loosened her hair which she kept tied up during work. Then she looked through the paper bag that Anne-Marie had given her earlier in the day.

…Since he was alive, she could only do what she could again.

It seed that when she kicked him into the flowerbed yesterday evening, his wounds had opened even more. As Yuri moved her hands, she wondered why she was doing this type of work on the sub-villain when she wasn’t even cut out for it. Then just when her fingertips touched the man’s body…

“Gasp…!”

That very mont, the man took in a huge breath and his eyes flashed open.[1] At the sa ti, a firm grip caught Yuri’s hand. The man’s torso raised as his dense muscles tensed up. His movent was hasty and rough like soone suddenly waking up from a nightmare.

It didn’t seem like he had been awake all this ti but was hiding it. It was more like his consciousness was awakened the mont soone’s hand touched his body.

His bright gold hair softly fell in front of his eyes. Because the man had abruptly gotten up, his scattered breaths and Yuri’s shallow breaths mixed together in one spot.

It should be very painful due to his wound opening, but the man didn’t seem to feel any of that. No, it was more like he hadn’t the ti or chance to realize it.

Their eyes t almost an inch away from each other. His flaming blue eyes flickered violently, if it would swallow up everything in its sight. Yuri saw the venom, burning fiercely in his eyes. It would seem Lakis Avalon was not yet fully awake, but still trapped in a nightmare.

“Lie down.”

A low voice flowed from the red lips that had been firmly shut so far. Even in this situation, her voice was strangely calm and serene, making one feel odd. Her placid red eyes were no different from her voice.

“Lie down, and go back to sleep.”

The calm, monotonous voice sounded like a lullaby in a way. In reality, it wasn’t like a singing voice at all.

“At least, there’s no one here to threaten you right now.”

After saying that, she lifted her hand and slowly pushed his shoulders down, as she did so, his rock-like body was slowly pushed back. Finally, the embers of emotions raging in his unfocused blue eyes began to die out. Even the hand that was clutching Yuri’s hand lost strength and ca loose. After abruptly charging at her like a wild beast, Lakis Avalon quietly fell asleep, like he had fainted again.

A pair of indifferent red eyes quietly took in his appearance. Her hand which had been in his grip so monts ago, hurt like it had been crushed. Even as Yuri inwardly cursed him out as an ignorant brute, she laid him down on the sofa properly.

“…!”

But the very next mont, she saw sothing that made her turn as stiff as a rock.

“This fucking—”

Yuri eventually swore aloud. She held her forehead as she looked at the bandages which were now soaked in blood again.

‘The wound…opened again. Gah, this goddamn sub-villain…’

Once again, Yuri seriously considered just letting him die for real this ti, but she eventually endured it and engraved this matter in her heart.

A thin thread extended from her fingertips again. It was another long night.

* * *

When the man woke up again, it was dawn, the next day. By this ti, Yuri was standing by the window, watching the rising sun beside the half-rolled-up curtains.

Then she noticed a change in the breathing behind her. And when she turned out, she found the man lying on the couch with his eyes opened.

“You’re awake.”

The blinding sun outside the window sprinkled generous rays of sunlight on his fra. It was perhaps thanks to this, that Lakis Avalon’s expression looked sowhat dazzling as he looked at her.

His half-narrowed, rigid blue eyes took in Yuri’s standing figure by the window, without the slightest movent. For so reason, it felt like the airflow in the room had changed subtly.

After seeing the man, who holding his breath as if ti had stopped, Yuri turned her gaze back to the window.

‘Is the sunlight too strong for soone who just woke up?’

Swoosh.

A fair hand stretched out and pulled down the curtain, blocking off the sunlight coming from the window. Thankfully, the light that lit up the house stayed on overnight, so it didn’t fall into complete darkness.

“How do you feel?”

Only

The sa tranquil voice from the previous night filled the room. Yuri moved away from the window and walked a little closer to Lakis. But she stopped a reasonable distance away. Although he was currently severely injured, he was a man who was the king of the underworld until just recently. There was no harm in simply being careful.

“Your wound might open up, so don’t get up suddenly like you did last night.”

Because of how quiet her voice was, it sounded like an advice, but it was actually a warning. If Lakis were to move carelessly again and his wound opened, she didn’t plan on treating him again.

‘You want to do that laborious work a third ti? I won’t. I can’t.’

Fortunately, it seed he understood what she was saying and didn’t get up carelessly like he did yesterday. But for an instant when their eyes t, confusion flashed through his eyes.

Translator’s Corner:

[1] 꽤액!- this sfx was here but I don’t know what it stands for, so I omitted it. The romanization is [kkwaeaeg!] Prolly has to do with him grabbing her hand.

*How do you write the sfx for soone taking in a huge gulp of air? Other than ‘gasp’