Fated to Be Loved by Villains

A few months ago.

After the Crimson Night Incident had been settled and Faenol returned to Elfante for the first time.

-Come to think of it, you…

She was lazing around in her room when the Red Devil, who was floating around her, suddenly called out to her.

Before this, she had only met this punk inside the Image World, but even then they didn’t meet often. but now, the devil would occasionally come out as a Soul Spirit and floated around her like this.

It’s probably because of the Seal or whatever that’s rooted in Mr. Dowd’s body…

“What? Can you just finish your sentence?”

-You’ve never dated anyone, haven’t you? A complete virgin.

“…”

-…

“…”

-…

“…Why are you talking about that all of a sudden?”

Faenol finally asked, breaking the heavy silence that lasted for a while. The Red Devil, who was still floating around, then turned to look at her, as if asking, ‘Are you really don’t know?’.

-…Just because… Well, actually, no, something just crossed my mind…

“What is it?”

-You know, the first experience of anything is important…

“…”

-…

“…Stop beating around the bush. Just say it.”

Faenol said as such with a frown, the Red Devil replied with a nod.

-Do you…have some kind of twisted fetish?

“…”

-…

A deeper silence than before filled the room.

But this time, Faenol couldn’t say anything to the devil. Instead, she just buried her face in whatever it was that she had been hugging and kept her silent.

“…Why are you saying it that way?”

-If you don’t want to hear that kind of question, take the thing you’ve been burying your face in off your face first.

Instead of replying to the Red Devil, Faenol just buried her nose deeper into the thing: Dowd’s school uniform coat that he had only worn once.

Even if one were to ask him, he probably wouldn’t remember that he had worn it.

It went without saying that he’d probably be shocked if he knew that such a coat had fallen into someone’s hand through a certain route, and that someone was burying her nose while sniffing it on her bed.

-…Where did you buy that anyway?

“I bought it from Miss Eleanor.”

-…

“It was cheap, so I just bought it the moment I laid my eyes on it.”

The Red Devil quietly searched through her memory.

Since it was this woman who said the price was ‘cheap’, though the devil wasn’t sure, it must’ve been around the price of a huge mansion in the capital.

While yes, she had a lot of money due to her profession as an internal researcher in the Magic Tower and as an inquisitor for the Heretic Inquisition…

Spending that much for something like this was a little…

-Is it the norm for crazy bastards to attract crazy bitches…?

“…Why are you saying it that way again?”

-But…

The devil looked back on this woman’s life, Faenol Lipek’s life…

Considering that the punk had never touched a man’s hand, for her to pay a large sum of money to purchase a coat that a man had only worn once, and was now lying around in her bed, burying her nose in that coat, looking very happy while sniffing it, was a little…

Although the devil was called an ugly name, the Devil’s Fragment, she was practically one with her Vessel. In other words, she had no choice but to always stick with the woman and observe her.

That was why she couldn’t help but think about how such a rapid change happened.

Come to think about it…

Normally, if someone got stabbed by, cursed by, and shouted by another, they’d grow to hate that person, right? That’s the normal reaction, right?

But this woman…got excited by the thought instead…

She wasn’t like this at first, but as time went on… Her tendencies just got worse and worse…

“So what?”

-…

The fact that she can’t recognize the problem only made it worse…

“Miss Yuria also likes being on a leash and dragged around. Love comes in many forms, no?”

-Are you saying this in your right mind…?

“…At least he gives attention in that way, it’s better than nothing.”

-…

Faenol said that weakly.

But it was clear that her words were filled with desperation.

-You’re pretty, you know?

“And the others aren’t?”

-…

“I know that this isn’t a situation where I could afford to lose my confidence, but… My competitors are a little…strong…”

After hearing her words, the devil realized that she just couldn’t argue with her after hearing that.

In any case, now that she knew that she was acting that way because she was trying to get his attention, what could she say to her?

As the Red Devil was lost in thought, not knowing what to say, Faenol continued.

“There are many women around Mr. Dowd.”

-That’s…true…

“That’s why… Um… I need to approach him in a way that no one else can do…”

-…

Her words were filled with desperation.

But, the Red Devil still felt uneasy. Because…

…She said that, but it feels like she’s just doing all this to satisfy her own fetish…

The Red Devil frowned as she thought so.

Please…

-…Don’t get any worse than this…

Her words felt as if it was unnecessarily full of meanings…

And there was no way Faenol would remember that.

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“…U-Um…! T-This…!”

Beatrix’ face went pale as she started to stammer next to me.

The other person was that intimidating, so it was a completely normal reaction. Even my body stiffened due to the threatening atmosphere Faenol was exuding.

“Wait, Faenol. Let’s talk—”

I was about to finish my words when I saw Faenol’s eyes quickly widened as soon as I got up.

It was only then…

Did I realize that Beatrix and I were both almost naked.

“…Talk about what?”

“…”

“How both of you took off your clothes, clung to each other, hugging skin-to-skin? Are you going to tell me that it was all just a coincidence or what?”

“…”

Realizing that whatever I said to her wouldn’t work, I promptly shut my mouth.

Meanwhile, Beatrix’ face gradually turned paler and paler.

“Well, I know it isn’t your fault, Mr. Dowd.”

Then, Faenol said those words in a flat tone.

With a smile on her face.

And a voice that made shivers ran down my spine.

“It’s all because that woman had seduced you, right?”

Accompanying such words…

Flames soared up in the surroundings.

It wasn’t as powerful as the column of fire during the Crimson Night Incident, but those flames were hot enough to turn a single human to ashes.

“Which means, everything will be solved if I burn that woman and make her pay.”

“Hey, wait—!”

I tried to stop her, but it seemed that it was already too late. Seeing how her eyes had lost their focus, it was clear that words wouldn’t get through her.

“…Fuck!”

So, I pushed myself into the flame that was rushing towards Beatrix—who, at this point, had gone completely pale.

It was a desperate attempt to stop Faenol. Besides, I knew that the flames wouldn’t kill me.

With Desperation and Iron Man active, as long as I didn’t die instantly, it wouldn’t mat—

“…?”

But, the moment I thrusted myself into the flame, I realized a strange thing.

The Red Devil’s flame, the same flame that wouldn’t go out until the target was completely turned into ashes as long as she willed it, was split around me.

I could feel it touching my skin and burning, but for some reason… I couldn’t feel the intent to kill behind that flame.

Also, Desperation didn’t seem to be active, even though this was the kind of situation where it should be active.

“…??”

Although more questions kept popping up, since Faenol was still weaning a vicious face, I still had to move forward and try to take her down the best I could. She was still in the middle of demonization, that was a fact that I couldn’t just dismiss.

So, I marched forward with all my strength and slammed my body against her, as if tackling her.

With the sound of a sudden inhale, Faenol’s body fell on the snow-covered field. I didn’t stop as I held her body and pinned it down to the ground. I held her chest tightly with one hand and pressed it down, then I straightened my other arm to press down her neck gently.

Normally, I would never do something violent like that to the punks around me, but given the situation, I had no choice—

“…???”

But then…

I realized something even stranger.

It was just for a short moment, but I noticed ‘satisfaction’ pass across her eyes.

“…????”

It was as if she had been waiting for me to treat her violently like this.

After that…

I narrowed my eyes and glared at Faenol as she suddenly became ‘well-behaved’ the moment I violently pressed her down like that.

Her expression was strangely filled with satisfaction, her red face that I thought stemmed from anger was actually…

Seemed to come from sexual arousal more…

“…”

What…?

Hold on, wait a second…

There’s no way, right…?

“You…”

I called out to her in disbelief.

“Do you actually like being hit…?”

“…”

“Is that why you did all this? Because you wanted me to hit you violently like this?”

The reason she activated her demonization, came at us, and tried to hurt another person in front of me was…

To fulfill her fetish?

“…”

“…”

Faenol only wriggled her whole body for a while instead of answering.

“…N-No…”

“…”

“T-There should be no pervert in the world who likes being hit, y-you know…?”

“…”

The moment I heard her awkward tone of voice—as if she had been told to read a language book out loud in class…

I just lost my mind.

Why are there only these kinds of punks around me…?!