Becoming the Terminally-Ill Villain Who Torments His Disciples - Chapter 47.2
He wanted to be loved.
And now, the child who resembled him so frighteningly was gently tending to the wounds he had never been able to speak of.
“…I’m a fool.”
Cielo muttered, then slowly sat up and nestled himself into Oscar’s open arms.
He was no longer alone.
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He had a dream.
Every night, the twins would appear in his dreams and torment the real “Cielo.”
Was it because he had met Pielago? Or because Pielago had shattered the dam holding back sealed memories before leaving?
The “Cielo” who was bullied day after day would curl up and cry beneath the bed every night.
There was never anyone who reached out a hand to that Cielo.
And every time the nightmare left him struggling, Ryan and Oscar stayed by his side.
Because he always had nightmares when sleeping alone, they had decided to sleep together—sometimes all three, or taking turns one by one.
One day, the bed in Cielo’s room had even been replaced with an absurdly massive one.
“That? I changed it. It was way too small for three grown men to sleep in.”
Oscar, who had once been met with wariness, was now someone Ryan tried to draw even closer to, having noticed the change in him.
Perhaps this was what “not waiting anymore” truly meant.
In the past, Cielo would have come up with all sorts of excuses, afraid of Ryan coming near.
He might have insisted on sleeping alone even though he struggled to sleep by himself, pushing the two of them away.
But Cielo had decided he wouldn’t run anymore.
He still didn’t know whether what he was doing now was the right answer.
If he thought about it too deeply, he’d probably start hesitating again, thinking, ‘No, this can’t be right…’
But now, he had chosen not to hesitate.
Both of them had kept reaching out to him, no matter how many times he rejected them.
Even when it left them hurt and heartbroken, they still wanted to stay by his side.
So Cielo chose to be brave too.
“Even if I die someday,
I want to be able to smile without regret at the end.
If I can love everything I have, then I’ll be able to keep moving forward too.”
“To do that… I have to face them.”
He didn’t know exactly what the Esteban twins had wanted from “Cielo.”
But whatever it was, their behavior had been wrong, and he had to prove that Cielo was not a villain—but a victim.
Only then…
Only then can the Cielo who so closely resembled ‘Lee Eun-woo’ finally find happiness too, he thought vaguely.
“To do that, I’ll have to leave the imperial palace for a bit…”
Cielo narrowed his eyes as he propped up his chin.
Ever since he met Pielago, Ryan and Oscar had been even more overprotective of him.
“And there are still beasts roaming around outside, so…”
There was no way they’d accept him saying he’d be gone for just a little while.
“Now that I think about it, didn’t the Fixer Guild say they could arrange a fast carriage last time…?”
Cielo recalled the request he had made to the Fixer Guild.
When he left the capital, he had asked them to block his information and prepare a quick getaway carriage.
“Maybe I should go ask them…”
They might be strongly against him leaving the capital, but a short trip to the plaza might not raise suspicion.
Having reached a conclusion, Cielo went to the wardrobe to grab his coat—when the door opened with a creak.
It was Ryan.
“Are you planning to meet Styx?”
“…Huh?”
“Trying to run away?”
Ryan was smiling brightly, but for some reason, his expression felt menacing.
It was the look of someone who clearly knew more than just what Cielo had mumbled to himself.
Still smiling, Ryan said in a chilling voice,
“While pretending to accept both of us, where exactly were you planning to run off to?”
“I wasn’t trying to run, I just…”
“Just what? You asked the Fixer Guild for a fast carriage. I’m curious—why do you need it now?”
Behind Ryan’s cheerful smile, Cielo could almost see the face of a demon.
…Gulp.
Ryan watched Cielo swallow dryly and said,
“Shall we have a little talk, Cielo?”
The corners of Cielo’s lips trembled ever so slightly.
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