I Am Troubled That My Fiance Is a Villain

"You're sick and tired of this, aren't you? You don't like me, do you?

"That's not true."

"I was asleep when you were being attacked. I can't forgive myself if you forgive me."

"I don't like it..."

Somebody help me.

First time Bern kneels down at me sitting in a chair begging for forgiveness, it's weak enough.

Because of her kneeling, her usually overlooked grey eyes are now anxiously shaking as she sifts to her upper head.

I think I've said this before, I'm particularly vulnerable to his soggy face. Mostly, I'm not even a millimeter mad at him, so I rather even feel bad about this one. I'm not the bad guy, I'm the Aloise guy.

To be honest, I was even a little surprised because I never thought Bern would be like this, always blurry and affordable.

Bern, whom I stopped crying and heard the circumstances from Clarissa, was already in terrible shape.

I thought I'd cry. Clarissa cried a little, by the way. And Ionias was fleeing somewhere far away.

But that's right, he immediately suppressed, and Bern first conveyed his gratitude to Clarissa and promised that no harm would be done to her house. Because we have to settle with Aloys.

After that, let me sit in a chair that was nearby, and forgive me if I knelt down, largely. It depends on the attack starting.

"Don't hate me..."

Put your forehead on my gripping hand. Bern tells me to squeeze it out like that.

How many times has this dialogue taken place?

Somehow, I'm as smart as ever, but do you say these places are childish? It's like a scolded child.

I wonder what... I'm glad they don't want me to hate them, but I'm also a little sad that they don't seem to have any credibility.

Besides, what will happen to this guy if I really do something about it? Maybe I should live a little more, too, with a sense of crisis.

In the meantime, I decided to concentrate on speaking in the kindest possible voice on Bern's round big back, which now has a lukewarm atmosphere.

"You're an idiot. It's not like you don't like it. In fact, Clarissa helped me, and I was able to escape because of the moves Bern taught me."

In fact, that groin kicking move was direct from Bern. Then there are a few more introductions, such as giving momentum to a thumb protruding at the opponent's temples, or a coma when you punch him in the jaw, or a bunch of vicious and outrageous moves that protrude your index finger in the eye, the so-called eyeball crush.

I could only show off one this time, but I just hope the day doesn't come to use other moves.

"So don't blame yourself so much.... If I get attacked again, then it's time for Bern to protect me, isn't it?

Bern replied, holding his hand strongly, of course.

"If you die, there's no point in living..."

Don't exaggerate like that...

Or I guess I shouldn't say it now.

I didn't see his face, but the seriousness of his voice made me feel a little horrible.

I'm sure Bern is upset, too.

"Well, stay with me properly,"

"... I promise. He said he'd protect you."

I thought it was an angry thing to say, but Bern seemed to finally convince me.

I was wondering what I would do if he told me to take responsibility and get hungry or something, but apparently there was a good subsidence in him. Good. Well, I don't have a stomach in this world.

Bern stood up in an out-of-the-box solid motion and gently approached his face when he paid for the dirt on his knees.

Fluffy softness hits the forehead and leaves.

"Promise me. Yes, I am. I'm sorry, but I'm going to finish things off a bit. But I'll be right back. Until then, stay with the Madams."

"Oh, yeah"

With his kissed forehead in his hand and a perfect makeover laugh at me for responding like a sneer, Bern thanked Madam Dormitor. And as it was, it accompanied Ionias and left the room to flow.

Heh, it's over. End of story...

Oh, wait, the end of the story? What's the end of it!? I mean, my forehead kissed me... leave that alone!

Clarissa, whose presence had been forgotten by Bern, was quiet but with a frightening face. Madame has prepared a drink for me. What a voice.

Would it still be hot milk if I said a drink in the middle of the night? I like a lot of sugar, but such high calories in the middle of the night... no, no! Hot milk doesn't matter now either!

Oh, Akan. Akan.

Why the Kansai Valve? It's going to piss me off from somewhere, but it's definitely Akan.

The frozen eyes Bern showed for a moment were brutal and murderous when hurting someone. Sadly I have also seen Bern floating in my eyes over and over again that it was pointed at me. So I probably knew better than a normal girl.

Maybe I think too much. However, Bern may kill the man as he is. That's what my investigation says.

But I might not even kill anything at all.

So? Do we even have to kill him?

There's no way.

I can't let him do that for me.

"Wait!

I hurriedly opened the door to kick it open and went out into the hallway, but there were no two of them already.

Where did you go?

That man should be captured and somewhere. And Bern and Ionias should have headed there.

It won't be a security room for now because it's hard to imagine Bern doing it peacefully and afterwards.

Speaking of which, there was a case in the game scenario where Lila would be attacked in much the same circumstances as me. Whose route was it... But yes, it's Johan!

Johann had something surprisingly Yandere like and should have been using the student council room to interrogate a man. The Student Council Office is like a kind of extraterritorial jurisdiction, so I asked His Royal Highness, who is also the student chairman, to cooperate.

I mean, as Bern interrogates that man, speaking of his extraterritorial powers -.

"Lizia!?

Then Clarissa's hurried voice chases me out into the hallway.

"Sorry! I, I have to go to Bern!

I rush through the hallway of the purposeful dorm, which is lit up when I say it's midnight because of the noise tonight.

"... oh, I am! I'm a knight! To do that sexual evil... ugh!

There's light leaking out the back student club door, and I did it! Oh, my God! Sexual Evil means me! What a joy. In the meantime, the cry of the inferior man unnaturally interrupted,

Baaaaaan!

and the dull sound of something hitting something hard ensued.

"Hii..."

The hand that was accompanied by an attempt to open the door solidified reflexively, leaking a scream in fine detail.

Yes, what the hell is that noise...

"Watch your mouth."

I think I heard something so doth sound like Bern...

There can't be anything convenient about mishearing... That was definitely Bern's voice. I heard it when I did it in front of the girls' dorm with Aloys.

Ugh... Though I came out brave, I'm getting so scared. Are you okay? I don't know if they'll piss me off.

Now I'm scared because of the name Back Student Union. What the hell, back there? I wasn't going to tell you until now, but Kitchen Two! Damn it!

This feels a little bit like getting in a shitty office by yourself, doesn't it? No, I'm inside. I'm my own fiancée...

... Yea! Keep it up! Women are brave!!

Burn and I opened the door and I entered the Chamber of Terror.

Briefly, Bern was grabbing a man's hair and there was a bright red column between the desk and the man's face.

"Good evening ~"

Who thought it was a good evening. It's okay, because I thought so too.

The man could only say that he was in pain, and he could see an unnatural black cavity in his palate and the blood flowing from his teeth sloppily.

Uh, those red pillars are nosebleeds... right? And your front teeth, they're broken, aren't they?

Was it one foot too late...

No, that's not true! Because it's coming!

In the meantime, I need to say something, something. Words that the unturning head led desperately out of his mouth without even having to ponder.

I don't think violence is a good idea.

Somehow I slipped into the room twitching, posing like when I often jumped off and stopped someone trying to commit suicide in a drama or something.

"Why..."

When Bern let go of his hand from the man's head in a grumpy manner, a few strays of hair were scattered across his nosebleed desk.

The man is tied to his chair with both legs and arms, respectively, and still groans in pain with no movement at all.

It seems that Ionias, who was holding back in the corner of the room, was in such a hurry that he felt sorry for the ugly people to hide them.

I want you to apologize first.

At this time, I was quite stuffed.

Evening ~ What a joke you'll be able to guess at the time you bravely opened the door. Plus, it still remains the pose of someone who stops a suicide sticking one hand forward, and should have caught up without a time lag, but it's an unexpected violence-development in the room, and it looks like it hurts my nose and teeth and everything, and it looks so painful!

Bern or something, it's like the end of the world already, pale enough to really look at and feel sorry for me.

Ionias is also trying to hide a violent scene with his own body in Ionias.

So I don't think there's anything strange about running a little weird.

"Wow, we are going to be a couple, because even interrogation is a joint task!!

No, I knew you didn't know what that meant.

And it's Bern. Why are you blushing? [M]