Chapter 27
“I’m sorry. What’s your identity?”
Now that I think about it, I haven’t heard their name yet.
As soon as the door slammed shut, I sharped my voice and questioned them.
“What? Is the hostess mode already over?”
“Answer me. Who the hell are you?”
“By the fact that you still can’t recognize me… Is it amnesia?”
“······.”
My mouth was tightly shut.
If someone knew Julia, they would quickly realize that something was off with my condition.
After all, I was a completely different persona.
“Or maybe I’m possessed or something.”
“······.”
“In either case, it seems the holy maiden I knew is already dead.”
They gently grasped my hair and brought it to their face, sniffing it.
In that moment, a strange smile spreading across their mouth was utterly disgusting.
I don’t know anything about them, but they seem to know everything about me.
It was the worst situation.
“Get your hands off my hair.”
“You’ve become cuter than before.”
“What are you talking about…?”
Cuter? Hell no.
I’m a guy on the inside.
I suddenly wondered if they could treat me the same knowing that.
“Well, the soundproofing here is pretty bad.”
“If you whisper, it won’t be heard in the next room.”
“I have no intention of speaking quietly.”
They snapped their fingers.
Remarkably, the sounds from the surrounding rooms stopped.
It was as if time had stopped, and the surroundings fell silent in an instant.
“Why are you so surprised? It’s just a basic barrier.”
“Huh? I wasn’t surprised.”
“You. You have no knowledge of magic, do you?”
“No, I actually know a lot about magic.”
“Yes, yes. I’m sure you do.”
“······.”
This is bad.
My inexperience was all on display.
I was advertising myself as a complete idiot, perfect for being used.
They walked past my tremoring self and plopped down on the bed, taking off their shoes.
“Did I ask what my identity is?”
“······.”
“My name is Leopard. You can shorten it to Leo.”
“I’ll have no reason to call you that.”
“How chilly. But doesn’t this name remind you of anything?”
“What?”
They stared at my face and grinned.
It seems like the name Leopard is quite famous.
There was no special disappointment in revealing that I was an idiot who didn’t know anything.
“Really, you don’t know? Ah, your memories must have disappeared to the level of a newborn. Leopard is the name of the hero.”
“Ah, right. The hero’s name…”
So it was the name of the hero.
The one who defeated the Demon King long ago and brought peace to the world…
But as I observed Leopard’s reaction, they couldn’t hold back their laughter.
What’s this now?
They had a talent for making people uneasy.
“Nice move. Coming to a bar with the hero’s name and causing trouble.”
“Don’t you really still get it, Julia?”
“What now?”
“It’s me. It’s me, the hero Leo.”
“Uh…?”
“Ahahaha! Holding back laughter was hard! Do you get it now?”
They suddenly tumbled on the bed and began laughing uncontrollably.
In the midst of it all, I could only stand there, unable to fully grasp the situation, my mind blank.
The hero Leo.
No, the hero Leopard.
Is this guy actually the hero himself?
“That doesn’t make sense. The hero definitely died 50 years ago…”
“I told you it’s me. My age is now… about 68, I think? No, 69? Considering my pension isn’t coming, I’ve got to be under 70.”
“······”
That face is in their late sixties?
I knew that long-lived species like elves existed in this world, but I never imagined someone with such a perfect human appearance could be that old.
Is the hero’s blessing preventing aging…?
But why is a hero barging into a bar and acting like a fool? Shouldn’t this guy be stripped of his hero title?
“A useless sword still exists in peaceful times.”
Out of annoyance, I carelessly mumbled this.
I was surprised by my own words.
There was no point in rubbing him the wrong way.
But having already let it slip, I felt I needed to finish what I’d said.
“What everyone does in front of you is act nice, but behind your back, they’re probably all thinking the same thing. It’s quite bothersome. If you had gloriously perished defeating the Demon King in the hero’s war, how much cooler and more appealing you would be. But instead, you, with a long life, are living disgracefully like a fool. What’s this? Huh? Didn’t you say you were supported by the Dragania family? They probably see you as nothing more than a capable mercenary. Or maybe. A ticking time bomb they can’t predict. Yes, I bet they think that.”
“······.”
Before I knew it, Leopard’s face had lost its playful smile and settled into a cold expression.
Regretting it at this point was already too late.
I had let out all the feelings I was holding in, almost to the point of relief.
When the readers of this story see the hero after the ending, what thoughts will they have?
If this story had been published as an epilogue, I’m sure comments like “If it were going to turn out like this, why not just kill the protagonist off in the ending?” would have surfaced.
“Certainly, you’ve become cuter, but sharp edges have appeared, haven’t they? What you just said hurt a little.”
“If it hurts, that’s good.”
“That’s why I like it. To think I’d already considered you mine once, and you came back sharp all on your own.”
A sly smile spread across their mouth.
It was a smile that carried none of the charm from before, where a parasite would flirt with a girl; it was a grotesque smile that showed no desire to hide their true intentions.
What a lunatic.
A perverted type who thinks it’s fun to clear a game and then voluntarily ramp up the difficulty just to play through it again.
“What? You already considered me yours?”
What did I just hear?
I needed to confirm something.
“You. What kind of relationship did we have?”
“Do you want to know?”
“No, not particularly.”
“You want to know. Just be honest, and then I’ll tell you.”
“······I want to know.”
I slightly lowered my pride.
Still, I didn’t say to crawl between my legs…
“Well, was it too easy? I’ll tell you if you crawl between my legs-”
“Hey!”
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll tell you.”
They grinned with a smile that made my stomach churn, looking like they had regained all their confidence.
“You were my woman in the past, Julia.”
“I was your woman?”
“You’re pretending not to understand. You were my girlfriend.”
“Ugh. You’re telling me I dated an old man like you? No way.”
I felt nauseous.
It’s like dating a 68-year-old man like Jang Deok-sam from Korea.
What could a holy maiden possibly want to do with a wrinkle like him?
It was ridiculous.
It had to be.
“I see you still can’t believe it. How about I remind you? How you whispered your love to me every night…?”
“Shut up. I don’t want to hear your old-man pornography.”
“Old man? That stings a little.”
“I wouldn’t be surprised if you got hurt, ugh?!”
Leopard’s hand slipped behind my waist and pulled me in with that strong grip.
With that unexpected tug, I fell forward.
Thanks to that, I ended up pinning that despicable guy to the bed, hovering over him.
I was startled and tried to stand up, but couldn’t move because of the hand gripping my waist.
My fingers wriggled as I glared at him—the best resistance I could muster.
“Really. It hurts me so much to see how devoted you used to be turn into this. So I’m trying to restore your memories a bit. What do you say?”
It hurts you?
What nonsense.
They weren’t hiding the fact that their face was flushed and that they looked like a randy dog.
“I don’t need memories. I don’t want to remember a guy like you.”
“Your opinion doesn’t matter.”
“······?!”
At that moment, my body twisted.
In an instant, I found myself pinned beneath them.
With my wrists held firmly, their knee slipped between my legs, leaving me with no way to escape.
All I could do was wiggle my fingers and glare at them, the maximum resistance I could muster.
“Maybe you’ll remember if we share some love?”
“That’s impossible!”
“If we don’t try, there’s no way to know. Should we do it just like before? Let’s see if you make the same moans this time.”
“······!”
Warm breath brushed against my neck.
If this continues, I would be violated.
I wouldn’t be able to resist and turn into a moaning machine.
Suddenly, memories of myself gasping on the floor came to mind, and horror surged, accompanied by a deep-seated disgust for myself.
If I didn’t want to be violated again, I had to come up with a plan.
Think calmly.
No, a little quicker.
What were their weaknesses?
I flinched slightly at the thought of them being nothing more than a mercenary thug who should’ve died in the ending. But that was all.
Bringing that up would transition me from being gently violated to being mercilessly assaulted.
What about other weaknesses?
“There are none. This is maddening.”
Before I knew it, they began licking my collarbone and started to fumble with my skirt.
There’s none.
I had countless weaknesses that they could exploit, but they had none.
But one gamble did come to mind.
I wasn’t sure, though.
But this was now the only method I had left.
“Tia will come up soon…”
“······.”
As I murmured this while pretending to whimper, their movements halted.
They hadn’t mentioned Tia in a strangely long time.
When meeting a lover after a long time, it would be normal to be curious about their daughter.
Yet, they were avoiding anything that could lead to talk of Tia.
“Damn it.”
“······.”
The gamble worked.
They scrunched their face up as if they had just heard something disgusting.
Then they rose up and turned their back to me.
If they were worried about Tia interrupting, locking the door and soundproofing would solve the problem.
Just hearing about Tia makes their irritation spike.
I don’t know why, but at least that much was certain.
“I’ll come back later. Take care.”
“······.”
Without sparing me a glance, they began putting on their shoes.
They had such a pitiful back, as if they were complaining about something.
After a while of fiddling with their shoelaces, they stood up and waved a hand dismissively.
As a result, the noises from beyond the wall resumed.
“And don’t think about running away. I have ways to find you.”
“······.”
The door slammed shut, and the footsteps gradually faded away.
I couldn’t breathe for a moment in relief.
I’m glad I didn’t get violated again…