Valius' sharp gaze made me sweatdrop on the spot. "...What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"So you recommended that cafe because you wanted to meet that demon?!" He snapped, making my guts shrink.
"Well... Not entirely, but-"
"But what? Do you know that your actions are dangerous? This isn't a game, and he's a demon! Don't you care about your life?!"
I pouted, feeling annoyed. But my guts were small when facing my angry brother, so I didn't dare to snap back.
Well, I know that he was angry for my good. But still...
"I went there because I wanted to taste the cake made by Alastor. Besides, he's not a bad person." Hearing my words, he snorted angrily.
"Yeah, he's not a bad person, but a demon."
"Ugh, brother! I'm serious! He even helped me make a potion to cure my illness without asking for anything in return!" My statement made him speechless for a moment.
After remembering something, which I guessed was my illness that he had forgotten, he looked at me in horror.
"Without asking for anything in return..? Wait- he can cure your illness? No, wait- are you sure he didn't trick you? How could he know the cure for your illness? I and the others even had a hard time finding out what your disease was." He looked at me with eyes filled with confusion and a glimmer of hope.
I smiled proudly. "Let your little sister, who has followed Alastor's life for the past 2 years of my short life, explain it to you, brother."
"You literally call yourself a maniac, you otaku."
That insult made me snort. "Shut up and listen carefully. According to the story in the game, Alastor is indeed a demon. But his nature takes after his mother, who is an angel with a bit of demon blood. Believe it or not, although a bit mischievous and thick-faced, he is a peace-loving person." I shrugged my shoulders indifferently.
"Well, as you know, he wants to stay away from the demon territory, which is his home, because the demons are at war with several races. Humans are included. More specifically, the holy people and those related to the temple." I took a deep breath, trying to calm my irritation. "Hmph! Just thinking about it makes me upset."
"What does this have to do with the holy people?"
I shifted my position to sit face to face with Valius, then put on a serious expression.
"Just so you know, the core of the problem lies with them! They are a bunch of scumbags who act like they are holy and righteous, which is a lie. Those scum make an aromatherapy that is safe for humans but deadly for demons. This aromatherapy is spread among humans and eventually attracts the attention of the curious demons."
Valius looked at me in confusion. "Wait, this has nothing to do with my questions."
I grabbed a pillow and threw it at Valius' head, then glared at him sharply. "Yes, I know! Just listen till the end! Don't interrupt my story! You're so impatient."
He frowned, inevitably adjusting the pillow on his lap, then relaxed his back so that his head rested on the pillow, then listened carefully.
Hmph! Good!
"The point is! Because of that, Alastor's mother fell ill, and coincidentally her illness was the same as mine. In the game, her mother dies right after Alastor finds the cure. But I don't know for sure if she's dead or not, because some things are different here from the story in the game." I looked at Valius suspiciously. "It could be the butterfly effect because you reincarnated as Vasilius."
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Transmigrated as the terminally ill villainess
FantasyI could say this is one cliché story. A college girl died and transmigrated into an otome game she once played. Unfortunately she becomes the villainess, and even worse she has an illness. • I acknowledge that there might be some grammar mistakes i...