A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted

“What?”

A bewildered voice was heard.

“You want to ask me how I know that you have a wound, right?” 

I took the initiative before the wary little villain could say anything else and I continued to sort the herbs while talking.

“You know, I noticed from the first time I saw you. You groaned every time you spoke.”

“…..”

“But you didn’t even smell like blood, so I thought it was a stomach ache, but when I saw you eating, it didn’t seem like that, so I thought it was an external injury and it might be a wound that had been around for a while.”

It took some time to change the herbs I had taken out into a somewhat usable medicine.

‘It’s just a matter of grinding and mixing.’

But the proportions are important.

Fortunately, perhaps because of the influence of her Grandmother, who was very interested in medicinal herbs, some of Evelyn’s memories were of dealing with medicinal herbs.

It’s almost like making an ointment for simple wounds so it was a piece of cake!

Even though I picked it up from the trash, the quality is better than I expected.

“Now, what are you doing? Come quickly.”

“You….”

Raven opened his mouth to say something, then frowned and closed his mouth. Then he looked at me and slowly approached.

Maybe he’s feeling a little relieved?

I’ll be glad if that’s the case.

With a smile, I said.

“Come on, take off your coat for a moment.”

“What?”

“Show me your back. You don’t lean on your back when you’re sitting on a chair. You’re hurt, right?”

Raven looked at me in amazement.

“….You have good observation skills.”

“Hehe, a little bit.”

When I made a proud face to relieve the awkward atmosphere, Raven spat out a breath hard to distinguish between a laugh or a sigh.

Then he came over and sat down in front of me.

“Hurry up.”

“……I can’t if you don’t take it off.”

“Okay, okay.”

I get it, twelve isn’t an age to get naked just everywhere. But I still persuaded and urged him.

In a fairly slow movement, Raven carefully raised his clothes so that only his back was exposed. While he held the raised clothes from the front I took a look at his back.

Raven’s back was miserable.

I couldn’t find anything else to say, so I began to mix the medicine without saying much.

First of all, I used the scraped potion materials to identify the poisonous grass from the bundles I organized. Memories of my grandmother had something like that.

I remembered it because I wanted to.

‘These are convenient memories.’

After achieving such minimum safety, only the clean parts of the materials that were already somewhat crushed were combined well.

The proportion was one to one.

‘How great it would be if I could use mana.’

It was also regrettable that mana was unfamiliar to me, because that’s how much the wounds were terrible.

Before long, there was enough medicine to heal Raven’s wounds. He had a complicated face while leaving his body to someone else but still said nothing.

The moment I was silently going to carefully apply the herbal juice to his wounds.

Crash!

The window was broken.

“Huh,” I took a deep breath, and something black covered my face.

“Wh-what?” (Eve)

It was Raven.

Hugging me, he asked.

“Are you hurt?”

“……Ah.”

I was stunned for a moment by the quick movement and the situation where I was in his arms.

Then Raven frowned and shouted.

“Can’t you hear me? Are you hurt?” 

“Oh no!”

He ground his teeth and looked out the window. In an instant, a piece of Evelyn’s memory came to mind.

“Ah. Wait a minute.”

I stopped Raven from running outside and said,

“I will deal with it. I think I know who it is.”

“What?”

Raven, who had been raising his vigilance to the fullest, had a contorted pale face.

But only for a while.

“They… are kids.”

He looked puzzled at my words.

“Hey! Monster! Are you sleeping?”

“You must have made fun of us earlier! Then you lock yourself in the house to do gods now what! Cursed wench!”

“Hm.”

I laughed awkwardly at the voices that were more vicious than before.

“What is that?”

“They don’t get along well with me, sometimes they come here and do that.”

Looking at my memories, it didn’t seem like it was the first time they’d done something like that.

Oh my god.

Did you even do this?

‘I can see why Evelyn always left the window open.’

How much does that window glass cost?!

I’m also quite strange myself, it was funny to worry about making a living in a situation where I was almost stoned.

After sighing, I stroked the slightly hardened Raven’s head.

“I’m more worried about you.”

The golden eyes that looked at me in surprise were trembling slightly.

Oh, after all, you were surprised too.

“Thank you for protecting me. Are you hurt?”

“….No.”

“Hmm, I don’t believe what you’re saying, let’s take a look.”

“It’s okay.”

I quietly looked at him, something seemed complicated in his eyes, so I just nodded.  He was always like that anyway.

“Then I will go out. I have to send them back.”

Raven nodded with a face that wanted to ask something, but I went out to face Sarah and Jack.

“You’re finally here, monster!”

Sarah stood in a strange pose and cried out to me.

“Jack, you throw one at her, too!”

“Yes……!”

A very tiny stone flew in. Jack faltered, but closed his eyes tightly and sprinkled some dirt on me. 

Actually, up to this point, I haven’t been that angry. I just thought, ‘I’ll have to say it in a harsh way, better to go out loud.’

However,

“You’ve come all the way here but you guys haven’t approached me yet, have you?”

I was angry the moment I realized it.

“Wh-What about it!”

“So I’m supposed to approach you? No, they said I’d be cursed.” 

The children roared and spit out venom, but did not come closer than a certain distance, and I knew that feeling of distance could hurt more than a stone.

‘Evelyn has always suffered such rejection.’

My memory of them has definitely returned since we met earlier. Those kids, Sarah and Jack, were rare childhood friends in this neighborhood with few children.

‘And they were the representatives who hated and bullied Evelyn.”

In fact, Evelyn had never been defeated by those kids, she would rather run toward them. Considering that they were talking like that, they approached me whenever they had time to pick a fight. 

‘Today, they’re probably saying something like that, hoping that I’ll get angry.’

What should I do? 

As soon as I stood still and watched them without moving, they seemed frightened.

They get scared very easily.

I narrowed my eyes, then picked up some of the stones they had thrown at my house. Then, as I glared at them and giggled, the two suddenly began to scream.

“Aww! What are you looking at!”

“Ghost! She must be seeing ghosts, Sarah!”

And,

“……”

Seeing the two of them running away in confusion, I laid down the stone in a vain mood.

Suddenly, I felt a gaze.

When I turned around, Raven was looking at me through the broken window and after a moment of silence, I said with a bashful smile.

“They’re gone!”

It had the same meaning as ‘I did well, right?’

Raven looked at me as if he was looking at a strangely pathetic person, then shook his head and disappeared inside.

Phew.