BJ Villainess

I covered my mouth in shock. Otherwise, I felt like my mouth would be groaning at this man who stabbed me unexpectedly.

I believed naturally that Ozworld and the system would completely absorb me into <God’s Play> with transcendent power, just like Damian in the dungeon. However, Ilya discovered I was an illegal soul who had entered this world without a passport. It was like a serious error.

Although I was very surprised, I calmed down as much as I could, took a breath, and came to my senses. Ilya acted like a bystander as if it had nothing to do with him, whether he knew my identity or not. That gave me the courage to say the first words to resolve the situation.

“How did you know?”

“What?”

“My identity.”

“I never said I knew your identity. I just know that you’re not Theresa.”

Ilya answered as if he had guessed the conversation would be long and put the book in his hand down next to him.

“If you want to know the exact information, assume the scope and ask. That way, I can give a proper answer too.”

I felt infinitely smaller as I faced those extremely rational, even heartless, eyes.

While I desperately thought of how to ask questions, Ilya neither urged nor bore me. He just quietly waited for my question. Thanks to this, I was able to ask questions calmly without my voice shaking or stuttering.

“Last time at the library, Professor saw me coming out of a virtual space connected to the private reading room. Where do you think that space is?”

Ilya answered. “The term ‘virtual space’ is incorrect. It’s a beach that exists in this world.” 

It meant that he had already checked.

The beach was created for the Easter egg, but we didn’t include such a setting. It seemed like the system created a connection arbitrarily.

The fact that beach exists wasn’t important information, so I moved on to the next question. “Then when did you know that Theresa’s soul changed to mine?”

“I felt something strange from the beginning. What made me certain was the day you returned from the Delve Dungeon with the imperial wizards. From then on, I could clearly feel your soul and unique scent.”

Ding!

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[There are several peculiarities, such as death in the Delve Dungeon, the fact that your soul went to Pantheon, and the system error. There is a possibility that errors may have been mixed in during that time.]

I also had the same thought as the constellations when I heard the word Delve Dungeon.

There are too many things to take issue with. If it were a game, we would have taken some kind of countermeasure, such as going back to the checkpoint before the error. Still, now it was a cold reality where spilled water couldn’t be picked up again. So, a different method of debugging was needed.

“If you knew I wasn’t Theresa, why didn’t you raise an issue until now?”

“It’s not a problem. Should I make it a problem?”

It was a distraught answer.

“Well, you don’t even know what’s inside this body, and it could be a strange entity, right?

“I don’t know. In my eyes, you don’t seem particularly strange. It seems like things are finally back where they should be, and the world is starting to move.”

Is he saying something has changed significantly since I possessed Theresa? Of course, the scenario has changed a bit. Even so, the big picture hasn’t changed, so what kind of change has he noticed?

As I was making a puzzled expression, Ilya continued his explanation. “This world was like a clock where the gears were aligned properly, but the needles didn’t turn. But from the moment you appeared, the clock hands started moving.”

Ding!

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[I think he has a vague sense of the fact that Theresa is the developer.]

Even during my short time at the Pantheon, dark clouds suddenly formed over the world, and it rained. Monsters also increased rapidly and became strangely more vicious, even attacking the capital and attacking humans. This means that it has become an optimal environment for destroying the human world.

I tried my best not to let him know that I was agitated. “That’s a strange thing to say. I’m just a human.”

“I know that. However, you’re a human being with a unique soul that is strangely in sync with Theresa’s body. Even though no being can do that.”

As his words continued, the tension increased. I decided to ask outright. “What do you think of me, Professor?”

Ilya, who had never hesitated to answer my barrage of questions, closed his lips for the first time. That made me even more nervous.

What on earth are you taking the time to answer? How are you going to name me?

My anxiety grew uncontrollably. Although I believed that I was keeping my expression well, it was at this time that I myself felt that a look of earnest pleading was creeping in.

Ilya parted his lips at a slow pace. “I think you’re just a student.”

He did?

“But it may be a little different.”

I asked back impatiently. “How is it different?”

Then, surprisingly, Ilya, who looked like a cyborg who hadn’t learned human emotions, narrowed his eyebrows and made a clear expression. It was the kind of face where one’s brows naturally furrowed when faced with a difficult problem.

“I don’t know.”

What a frustrating answer due to the dramatic facial expression change.

Ding!

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