I Reincarnated as a Noble Girl Villainess But Why Did It Turn Out This Way? (WN)

With Kamil's shoulder-sheltered vision, I don't even know what's going on.

The sound of a baton and a rambling door closing - and an unclear hung laugh from the other side that pinched the door.

Camille seemed to have jumped into the next room.

He was thrown abruptly over the sleeping table and fell off his face in a duvet.

When I instantly stuck my arm up and raised my face, it was where Camille was stacking all the furniture there in front of the door. The mirror stand, chairs, costume boxes, chests that were right next to me - I had no choice but to watch them pile up in no time.

Apparently it was Camille's finger that was screwed into her mouth earlier. Does that mean don't bite your tongue?

From around Camille's flank, blood blows out every time he moves the furniture. But when I try to move, I get a sharp gaze from Kamil all the time telling me to stay there, and my body gets stiff.

The door is knocked while you are doing so. It was a force addition and subtraction similar to a small knock.

I can hear the creepy laughter and that nasty noise called katakata from beyond.

The door was knocked again. Now it sounds just a little louder than earlier.

Are you playing, that forest baboon (Avigiliana)? Its ugliness in trying to hunt down its prey and spiritually stifle was unpleasantly felt human plain.

Eventually, when the camel drifts off, he sits back with his back in the furniture stacked in a powerless motion.

He caught sight of me trying to rush over again. Tremors running up from the bottom of my stomach all over my body make me completely powerless.

"Ka, Kamil......"

A pitifully trembling voice overflowed from the back of my throat. I don't know what to tell him now.

It was my fault, no matter what I thought, that I fell into a forest baboon (Avigiliana) that manipulated people's voices.

From Kamil's flank, there is endless blood, and the red twitches on the stone floor. It appeared to have damaged the inner core, and the dark liquid was also dripping from the edge of Kamil's mouth.

I couldn't even move one finger. He was blunt as his brain was paralyzed and refused to behave other than staring at Kamil.

Even though Camille didn't try to kill me, alone or with a stuffed room of corpses. My distrust led to this situation.

With that injury already, we're just waiting for death. If you have a large hole in your lateral abdomen and even your gut is damaged, there is no cure.

I have a fever from the back of my throat and it hurts.

My vision seeps in, and from my eyeballs, there is zero raw and warm water on my own to transmit my cheeks.

Camille smiled calmly. It hurt so much that I thought I'd been gripped in the heart.

"... Fine. I had no choice."

Kamil mouths her words in a weak voice. I was terrified when I would throw up blood, and my body trembled. No, he gradually perceived that he was already trembling badly.

"You couldn't believe me, could you? That's all I had to do as long as I was hiding something."

The sound of knocking on the door gradually gets louder even while Kamil continues to say pompous. I felt so annoyed that it wasn't any more. I wanted to hear Kamil's words without being disturbed by the sound.

"Even the son of the merchant I killed Tsari's family, you know that."

I couldn't even snort, I forgot to even breathe and listened to him.

"I'm sorry... my father killed your family."

So at least I was hoping I could protect you a little instead.

Because you were a really little kid. [M]

The voice of Kamil, which gradually interrupts, solicits so much enthusiasm that it wants to scream out.

Do you want to cry, or do you want to cling to Kamil and beg forgiveness, all your emotions were swirling violently in me with regret.

But it also eventually shriveled quietly so that the air could pull out. There was nowhere to hit swollen emotions.

That's all I asked. As much as I thought of this, I thought it would have been better if Kamil had put me in my hands.

"─ No, it's not, Kamil..."

I was shaking my neck sideways loosely if I noticed. I couldn't help but take Kamil's feelings straight - I couldn't forgive myself for what happened.

I can see my shoulders quietly falling off to too much bad. The clenched hands were strong enough for the nails to feed into the palms.

"... Tsar, Li?

To Kamil raising her confused voice, thinking at least, she presses and kills the tremor, looks up, and meets her eyes.

"It was myself who killed my family. Kamil's father was executed dressed in wet clothes.... really, I'm sorry"

Even as Camille glanced, she looked straight at it to burn it in her eyes. My body is tense. I can't breathe.

What will they say?

After I said it, I regretted this, too.

I wonder how you could have told Kamil about this betrayal with death as his present. Isn't it just self-satisfaction to expose this guilt?

Self-loathing so much that I want to decide my own breasts crawls around inside me.

Camille slowly took one breath as she meditated quietly on her eyes.

"---... Oh, my God, it was."

And his voice remained calm and humble.

─ ─ Then Camille couldn't open her eyes.

I stepped out of my trembling toe. I got off the sleeping table and stopped by to crawl to Kamil's side.

"Kamil......?

Terrible touch on the bloody wet cheeks with the already dry blood fat creeping fingertips. It feels amazingly cold and my shoulders jump unwittingly small.

"... don't move, don't... no choice, hey... Tsari, ha"

Looking badly billionaire, Kamil said so like exhale.

His hand was cursorily lifted and he held my head to his right shoulder. I was anxious if I could keep my weight and left my support hand but I honestly followed it.

Now heard right from there, the sound of forest baboons (Avigillana) knocking on the doors was spaced apart from each other to become large and strong.

But somehow I don't feel scared about it.

More than that, Camille's body touching over the cloth seemed extra horrible as it gradually lost temperature.

Slightly deflect your head from your shoulders and lower it to the left chest area of Kamil.

I heard a slow, weak heart sound so hard that I could cry.

Still alive.

He didn't even care about the sound of knocking on the faster door, he was just listening to that little sound that weakened him a little bit.

─ ─ Eventually, I couldn't hear it either, and the hand that was holding my head down fell to the floor as it drifted.

It wasn't long before an ugly scream struck from the outside that separated the door.

People's rage echoes indiscriminately on the hallway walls. In it, I felt like there was an Elgnard voice.