A Worthy Villainess

26. Wordage

Cosmos Altarf is my bo---

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After telling me he will drive, Cosmos grabs my car's key from my hand and does as he says. With him on the driver's seat and me on co-pilot seat, I then reveal more information about his role, which I have previously kept secret.

Cosmos listens and feels dissatisfied.

"Date is a date. Boyfriend is a boyfriend. Bodyguard is a bodyguard," Cosmos whines as he pouts at me, "Why did you change the B for a boyfriend to a bodyguaaaard?"

"Drive carefully," I warn while giving him a look, pushing his head to face the front. Ignoring his interpretation of B, I explain my reason, "I trust your self-defence skills, which is why I willingly place my safety in your hands," as my Bodyguard

Shouldn't Cosmos consider I am being magnanimous enough to ask him to be my date for this Christmas party night? Regardless of the role I assign for him. In my estimation, a lot of company's guests would recognise him as my partner because I debut with him, after all.

As for whether he is my real partner... That's none of their concern.

Cosmos keeps changing his expressions; as if he can't decide to keep smiling as my date or to pout as my bodyguard. Though, Cosmos does assure me that he will protect me. Naturally.

"I can kill too," Cosmos says in passing while still focusing on the road, as a joke or not, I am uncertain

However, I still give a dismissive reply, "Killing is too easy," scoffing, I continue, "Try keeping the other party alive under a certain arrangement is more satisfying," when I notice him glancing at me, I give a short example, "Living hell,"

Cosmos falls silent as he contemplates my words seriously.

I look outside through the window, recalling the Events that should have happened to Venus Myrtle, someone who was born as a Heroine. Things don't happen as dictated by the plot anymore. We are living as we wish now, just like how I once lived in a world carelessly without knowing if that world I once lived was also part of a world which supposedly only existed as a fiction or not.

In many worlds, dated from centuries in the past, there is always a belief of reincarnation. Mostly through religion or superstition.

Will the day I tell someone about my reincarnation comes? Probably not. It is not something I wish to address. There is no need for me to be too attached to that sentiment either; because I am now Mercury Caduceus, a person of this world.

Cosmos parks my car at the Hotel's parking lot and steps out first, to open my door for me. It is only because Cosmos tells me to wait beforehand that I am still staying inside the car. Otherwise, I would have stepped out by myself already.

My hair is left hanging loosely on my shoulders while Cosmos decorates my crown with star-shaped colourful glitters. Cosmos assures me I can wash the glitters away whilst washing my hair later. Why spread glitters on my head?

"I just thought you would look good with it. And I am right," Cosmos offers a tender smile, "Spread out hair, natural end curls, glitters on the crown. It looks like you have a halo on your head. Don't you feel you are lovely, Princess?"

"What Princess?" I give Cosmos a suspicious look, "Did you get this idea from Miss Uranus Umbriel?"

Cosmos laughs, finding my wariness very humorous.

Ending his laughter, Cosmos then offers his elbow to me. I do not hesitate to slip my hand on his arm, ready to go find my Dad. As we walk, I step closer to talk to Cosmos over the noises of other people inside the Hotel venue, "Something just occurred to me. It's a bit late to ask, but is it really okay that you aren't back home with your family?"