Becoming the Guide of the Mysophobic Villain? Absolutely Not! - Chapter 26
“…Yes.”
“But you feel like it’s not true?”
“It’s not. It was completely different. Truly… awful.”
In the original work, Claude had something like a severe guiding allergy. Not only was guiding impossible, but attempting it would cause a pain similar to being pricked with needles in the touched area.
Even though he had reluctantly received guiding out of curiosity, the result was likely unbearable pain.
It was natural for him to be angry.
Of course, facing the blackguard who threatened to kill me, I had no reason to feel guilt.
“…That can’t be. You must’ve mistook Oscar since you said you recognized him only from the back…”
“Have you kissed Lord Oscar?”
GAAAASP!
Once again, the sound of people around us holding their breath could be heard.
Oh, right. It might sound weird to other people, so I have to be careful.
I lowered my voice and asked,
“So, uh, did you really kiss Lord Oscar— uhpp…!”
“Shut up…”
Claude covered my mouth with his gloved hand and growled. Well, even if it’s a once-in-a-lifetime chance to meet his Guide, it’s highly unlikely to kiss while being in one’s right mind.
I struggled to shake off Claude’s hand and asked,
“You haven’t, right?”
“…There was no need to.”
“Good grief, you didn’t! So why are you here to blame me again? You could have found your Guide, and if you couldn’t do the kissing part, how do you expect to find them?”
Feeling irritated, I raised my voice even more. Claude’s face turned practically purple, and he seemed unable to find a proper response.
The supreme antagonist was defeated by logic! It felt strangely satisfying.
Designating the person he detested as ‘his Guide’ was indeed a wise decision.
“Why don’t you try kissing just like you did back then! If that doesn’t work, tear me apart or grind me into pieces, do both, whatever! I’ll arrange for my last supper before I die!”
“… ”
“So, allow me to have my last supper now before I die! Come back to me later!”
Claude wore an expression that seemed to say, “What’s wrong with this person?” as he looked down at me.
Regardless, since I had clearly designated Oscar as his Guide, I considered my responsibility fulfilled. I couldn’t be dragged around by Claude any longer.
I left Claude behind and ran happily toward the cafeteria.
However, Claude was persistent. After a few days, he shamelessly appeared again.
“Why, why! Why are you here again? Do you have nothing to do? Are you bored?!”
As I whimpered with frustration, Claude immediately glared at me. Naturally, I surrendered.
“So, what I mean is… You must be busy, so why do you keep wasting your precious time searching for someone as insignificant as me?”
No, I explicitly told him not to come until after he kissed Oscar.
Could it be that he really did it?
“Perhaps…”
“…”
“…Did you?”
Claude tightly shut his eyes.
“You didn’t, huh?”
“…There’s no way it could be Oscar.”
Of course. It would be absurd for the final villain, Claude, to kiss someone while he was in his right mind.
I sighed a sigh of relief internally, making sure not to show any signs externally.
“Goodness. Lord Claude, you just want to deny it. How can you be so sure when you were in a hallucinatory state, not knowing the face or voice of your Guide? After all, I, who at least saw that person’s back, know better than Lord Claude, right?”
“…”
“Why? Is it because Lord Oscar is a man? Or maybe because he’s your friend?”
Though the angered Claude’s face turned red with frustration, he couldn’t refute my flawless logic.
After a long pause, he muttered.
“…Anyway, it’s not Oscar.”
“Um, then, you’ll have to live without a Guide from now on. I mean, it’s not like I can kiss someone on your behalf, Lord Claude.”
“…It seems like you’re having some delusions.”
Stepping forward abruptly, Claude closed the distance between us in a single stride, making me flinch at the sudden closeness.
“I’m not asking for anything from you.”
“Well, then…”
“If your misconception leads you to think I’m playing around, I came here to warn you that your tiny brain might get smashed.”
Claude’s red eyes glowed with intensity.
…I should tone it down. Perhaps I complained too much about not being able to kiss.
I closed my mouth like a clam.
