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"Hmmm..Mother." The small girl's voice opened her eyes. His eyes looked around with suspicion.

Oh, where am I?

I stood up and surveyed the place I was. Everywhere you look, you see many people, whether children, teenagers, adults, or the elderly. Each person wore torn clothes. When they turned to look in front of them, they saw a number of people who appeared to be inspecting them, all wearing full uniforms.

I found myself in…

prison!

Oh my god! Since when was I in prison?!

While she was confused in her heart Then the voice of an old woman called out in a hoarse voice.

“Kid, would you like some water?”

She turned to look at the old woman. It turned out that this old woman was wearing torn clothes and her hair was disheveled, but overall she looked pitiful. I replied in a humble tone.

“Thank you for your kindness, Grandma. But I'm not hungry yet. Grandma, please keep it and drink it.”

"Is that good? Grandma, you see I haven't eaten anything yet."

"It's okay, Grandma..but can I ask you something?"

"Yes, please ask. If Grandma can answer."

I decided to ask Grandma about something that had bothered me for a long time. Grandma heard the question and was shocked.

“So…where is this?”

For a long time there was no answer. I called Grandma again.

“Grandma?”

The old woman looked at her incomprehensibly. Does this little girl have no idea where she has been taken?

“Where could it be? This is Kazan.” At the end of my answer, I looked at my grandmother's face and blinked. The old woman saw this and couldn't help but sigh.

“A place where wrongdoers or prisoners gather. Regardless of whether the person is innocent but has not committed any crime. Or the people who have committed crimes are all here.” The old woman said in a trembling voice. As for me, I listen and think after my grandmother.

Kassan, why does it look familiar like I've seen it before in a book?

I thought for a moment. Grandma slowly got up and led me.

“Then Grandma will take you for a walk and look around.”

Then I followed Grandma and explored the place for a while.

“How are you? Do you understand yet?” Grandma asked me, tired after taking me on a tour for so long. I accepted and sat and hugged my knee near Grandma and wept in my heart.

crass! Am I really out of this world?

While Grandma told stories about this place and walked around At that time, his eyes caught sight of a person. The black-haired youth in the cell slightly next to me gave me a complete understanding of this place!

Louis

A pitiful young man who was left in this prison since childhood because of his eyes.

Silver eyes that were empty and lifeless. Pityful black eyes

The villain in some fantasy romance novel or something, I can't remember.

It felt like he would be mistaken for the cursed child even though he just inherited the genes from his mother! But because the hair color was pitch black, which was different from the people in the family who expected it to have been inherited from Grandpa. But it only added to his fear. Causing everyone to distance themselves out of fear.

So stupid, Mom!

What is the point of judging just the outside and thinking that he is this or that?

She thought and became upset when she thought of the logic of this world.

If the outside is beautiful The inside is beautiful as well.

With ghosts!

I want to slap the face of the person who thought of this logic!

When he got out of this boring prison He held a grudge against everyone who had done wrong to him and went on to exact revenge on each one of them fiercely. which creates a lot of chaos in this world

Plus he falls in love with the heroine of the story. It's a pity that she already has a lover.

which is the hero

Then he did everything in his power to get her. But in the end, he was killed by the hero's skills. As for the heroine, she stood and watched them kill each other chillingly.

I feel sorry for you, Mom.

I feel sorry for him for loving someone like the heroine. But I only got this introduction as a supporting character.

You say that you only talk about other people, but you still don't talk about yourself.

Well..that's it. Who am I?

Stunning

The sound of water drops hitting each other gently. I turned that way and poked my head out to look at my reflection.

The face is slender and beautiful. Bright amber eyes Light pink hair that looked like pearls flowing…

cute!!!!

Wait, is this really us? Oh, thank you God for giving me such a face!

I smile brightly, helping the atmosphere around me brighten up a lot.

tight!

The guard opened the door. But that wouldn't shock me if the person behind the guard was the black-haired, silver-eyed boy, the villain of the story!!!

“Come on! Go in. You changed rooms again. Don't create any more chaos."

The guard said, pushing him into the same prison room I was in.

Hey, why is that bad guy in the same prison as me!! Just now, didn't you see him in a prison next to him!?

I hugged him silently, but his gaze didn't blink.

And what happened just now? Changed rooms again? Created chaos? What else is this guy doing?

As he stepped into the room, the atmosphere in the room became strangely awkward. There were four people in this room, each on opposite sides of the room. This room is very wide. He turned around, but there was nowhere else to go but in the middle. So he was forced to sit in the center of the prominent room, slightly away from everyone else.

He was right next to me. It allowed me to examine him more closely.

Cheddo~ No matter what angle you look at, you're handsome.

I laughed a little in my heart, which didn't fit with the current atmosphere.

I turned to look at the other four people. No one said a word as if they didn't know each other. Including Grandma, just now she was silent, not daring to say anything.

I turned to look at the villain that was spewing murderous steam all around me.

Father Koon, would you please stop spewing poison~

I could only make up my mind because I didn't dare approach him anyway.

tight

Now it's time for the guards to bring food. The food is the same every day: soup and omelet. But the villain's food was empty, with no side dishes.

I'm speechless like this. Does he always have to eat less than half a plate of plain rice?

Hmm, hmm, hmm.

Each of them ate hungry because they could only eat one meal a day. As for the villain, he ate it little by little.

Sigh, seeing this, who wouldn't feel weak? I can't help it.

I slowly bounced towards him so as not to startle him. However, he turned and looked at him suspiciously but remained silent. When he was close enough, I looked at him worriedly.

“Do you want my omelet? I don't like to eat.”

He looked at me suspiciously.

“I saw you only got a little rice so I wanted to give it to you. If you don't mind.” I handed him my clean plate without any contaminants. Seeing him still still So I opened my mouth and told him sincerely.

“But you must be my friend!” I gave him a beautiful smile. He stopped and looked at me without batting an eye. But in the end, he was still as silent as ever. I couldn't stand it, so I set the plate for him and moved to sit in the same place.