I Became a Framed Villain

83 – Yes, it’s me

– Squeaky…!

“Ugh.”

Before he could even fathom the trauma, the knife Rumia was holding grazed his cheek.

“…Tsk.”

Thanks to that, the trauma of tilting your head back, turning your body once and landing backwards.

– Serung…!

However, the moment the world turned upside down for a while returns to normal, Rumia’s knife flies into his face.

– Chaeng…!!!

This time, it was a trauma that could not be avoided, but fortunately, the protection system of the mask started to operate slightly belatedly.

– Poof, poof…!

However, at Trauma, who began to stagger from the shock, Rumia’s expression, which at first glance gave goosebumps, was attacked.

– Kyurrr…!

Just before the vicious attacks pierced Trauma’s neck and legs, the tentacles of Kyureukgi trembled for a moment and wrapped around his body in an instant.

“…Huh?”

As her own attacks are blocked by the bundle of tentacles summoned by Kyureuk, Rumia, who had been wearing an eerie smile that was incomparable to her so far, tilted her head with an interesting expression on her face.

“Are you already fused to that extent?”

– Kyureuk!

“It’s amazing, this.”

Then, as the tentacles from Kyureuk started to fly from all sides, Rumia lowered her body with her red eyes quietly shining.

– Creepy…!

In the next moment, the area around her sparkled, and the flying tentacles literally turned into ground meat and fell to the ground.

– Kyurrr…

Then, Kyureuk bitten the tentacles that stretched out and looked at the trauma with his head down sullenly.

“…Was he hiding those fighting abilities?”

“The hero always hides his power.”

Traumi, who was looking at Rumia, who was still covered in slime, asked her a question in a low voice, and she smiled coldly and opened her mouth.

“…Isn’t that a cliché?”

And the next moment.

– Parbat…!

In the blink of an eye, Rumia leaps in front of Trauma and extends a knife to his throat.

“…Mmm.”

The trauma that frowned on her frowned and whipped the cloak, blocking her vision, but her red eyes quietly shined through the cloak, which quickly turned into a bulky atmosphere.

– He’s standing…

That’s how it started, the one-sided violation.

“Ughhh…”

When attacking, it moves gracefully like ballet, and when avoiding an attack, it moves rhythmically like doing yoga.

“…I’ve always been curious.”

Rumia, who has been coveting Trauma’s blood as if dancing with the moonlight on a cold night, starts asking questions to Trauma, who is staggering with an eerie smile.

“Can a person who was born with absolute evil become a good person with help and education from those around him?”

“…….?”

“You were the answer to that question.”

At the same time, her cold knife ends up at Trauma’s throat.

“It was good at first. The question I was most curious about in my life was answered.”

“………”

“But as time passed, new questions came to my mind.”

In a situation where even the slightest movement of the knife to her side could cause her fatal wounds, the trauma that stopped her movement begins to stare at her.

“In that situation, if you get rid of all the relationships around you that made you good.”

“………”

“Will you go back to absolute evil, or will you try to maintain the engraved line nonetheless?”

“…Why was I curious about that?”

Trauma, who was quietly listening to the story, asked a question in a cold voice, and Rumia, who was holding a knife to his throat, answered with a bright smile.

“Yes, I like it.”

“………..”

“Use common sense. Why would you care about someone you don’t even like?”

Her eyes were completely tasteless.

“No one bothers to pay attention to the marginalized outsider who has at least one in the class. Because there is no room for them to like them.”

“………”

“But I fell in love with you like that. The eyes that I want to swallow while rolling in your mouth, the cute appearance that is childish despite all the fatigue in this world, and the tragic life story…”

It is quite different from the image of Rumia that has been engraved in Trauma’s mind until now, and it is pure madness.

“It was just my taste.”

“…Is that so?”

“It’s bullsh*t.”

Rumia, who hid her mad eyes in an instant and muttered in a shy voice, instantly gave her hand strength.

– Puff…!

Before long, the mask’s protection system couldn’t even react, and with unbelievable speed, she cuts the traumatized cheek and points the knife at his neck again.

“I was upset.”

In that state, she gently licked the blood that flowed down his cheek, and suddenly puffed out her cheek and whispered.

“I was the one who turned you from an absolute evil into a good person behind the scenes, and you were happy with other people.”

“…I would have liked you if you had told me the truth.”

The trauma of the woman who opened her mouth as she looked at her expressionlessly.

“Lies.”

However, the very next moment, Rumia, who had a straight face, started looking at him with creepy eyes.

“Forgetting me.”

“…What?”

“To the subject I said was my first love.”

The eyes of the trauma, which had been sweating a little in the chilly atmosphere, began to shake, even to the point that even he, who had gone through all of the prenatal battles, had goosebumps all over his body.

“What kind of grain is that?”

“You said that with your mouth. You said you would wait, forever.”

“…No.”

Soon, he started looking down at Lumia with disbelief.

“It can’t be.”

“………”

“You, you can’t be her…”

Trauma’s voice starts to tremble more than ever.

“It was a short relationship when I was young, but I never forgot it.”

“A face too?”

The trauma of being speechless at the words of Rumia, who had started denying it before long, but still had a creepy smile on her face.

“…That’s it.”

It was a very short meeting, but it brought about a great opportunity in his life as much as Justia.

The girl who first planted the ‘dream of a hero’ in herself.

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Now I don’t know what I’m doing, or even if I’m alive.

That’s why it can’t be taken away by Rumia, the last line of resistance that protected Trauma’s spirit.

“That’s…”

“Yes.”

A few months ago, in an interview at Grand Prison Karma, the identity of the last hope that puzzled Rumia even for a short time.

“…That’s me.”

With the whisper of the creepy girl in front of you, it is revealed dramatically.

“I designed your life.”

“………”

“I am the one who created your personality, Kang Ha-neul.”

Trauma’s whole body trembles like an aspen tree.

“To you, I am everything.”

“……………..”

“Then why are you flirting with other b*tches?”

To him, Rumia now began to tilt her head, even with the knife she was aiming at her neck.

“It’s different from what you said in the burning laboratory that day, Mr. Haneul.”

As she unmasks her trauma with a bright smile, the face hidden within her is revealed.

“…Isn’t it?”

A transparent liquid was flowing from the eyes of the river sky, which had turned pale.

“Wow.”

She looked at it with a curious expression, then quietly stole it with her finger and licked it with her tongue.

“It’s amazing how you cry.”

While quietly savoring the taste, she murmurs as she moves one step further to the river sky.

“Is this a tearful reunion?”

“………..”

“Anyway, since we met again, I want to know a little more about you.”

Her eyes were narrow like crescent moons.

“Ah…”

“Let’s go together.”

In that state, her voice penetrated Kang Ha-neul’s ears.

“I know a good place.”

“…………..”

“It’s just the two of us for the rest of our lives.”

Kang Ha-neul, still shedding tears, was silent.

“I want to study you there.”

“…….”

“If I’m a little rough, will you forgive me?”

Rumia caressed his cheek and whispered in a low voice.

“…Ughhh.”

It was at that moment that a more sinister smile than ever escaped from her lips.

– Jjeok…

The boat in the river sky, which had been quiet, suddenly rocked, and someone jumped out of her mouth.

– Paji weave…

The next moment, Lumia’s knife flashed and created dozens of sparks.

– Whirik…

“Huh.”

Before long, Rumia, who turned her body wide with a graceful movement and stepped back behind her footsteps, smiled at the being who attacked her with her life intact.

“…Somehow, they said it was strange.”

Dyce was glaring at Rumia, emitting a killing force he had never seen before.

“You were a different person until now.”

“Hey, I’m really curious.”

Meanwhile, Rumia slowly tilted her head to the side as she looked at the dice.

“…What’s with that ridiculous outfit, Era?”

Then, as her Lumia asked, she smiled brightly, and Dysga gnashed his teeth and started glaring at her.

“…What?”

It was at that moment that Kang Ha-neul’s spirit, which had been cut off for a while, returned.

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Meanwhile, at that time.

“…….”

As Rumia said, Himari hid in her pile of ruins.

“What is all this…”

She was putting on a blank expression at the completely incomprehensible conversation and situation that was unfolding in front of her eyes.

“…What are you talking about?”

But when she saw her pupils shaking quietly, it didn’t seem like it would be long before she realized that something was seriously wrong with the current situation.