How many days has it been?

I can't count, nor do I want to.

Summer must have arrived, after all, the blanket has been changed.

I'm still being stubborn, ignoring my master, and my master has not gotten angry and indulges me like this, letting me lie on the bed as I please, while she sits quietly at the desk reading.

I don't know why I've become so sensitive, even when Linsi Daisy calls me, I ignore her.

After that day, my master didn't do anything to overstep the boundary with me.

I feel extremely uncomfortable.

Starting to doubt life.

So my master was just playing with my emotions, making me obedient and foolishly trusting her unconditionally.

So, has it all just been my wishful thinking?

No wonder she wouldn't let me see her body, no wonder she didn't say anything to me.

I curl up in the blanket and once again wash my face with tears, until the air turns cold, I know I've been crying until nightfall.

From waking up to sleeping, from dawn to night.

Anyway, I don't need to eat, even if my stomach is hungry, I won't die, and I don't need to go to the bathroom anyway.

That's the uniqueness of my body.

My master finally leaves the desk, takes a bath, and sits next to me to go to sleep. I hold the blanket and make room for her to hide in the corner, turning my back to her.

After a long time, I didn't hear my master lying down. I curiously turn over but get caught by my master.

She presses my body, and I don't want to struggle.

"Still mad?"

Ignoring, ignoring, ignoring.

I'm just ignoring you.

My master bursts out laughing, and I forgot that she can read minds.

"Hmm."

I break free from my master's hand and turn my body to face away from her again.

"Ahh... Do you know why I didn't tell you about my plan with Heath Relia?"

I don't know, and I don't want to listen.

"I was worried you would intervene."

My master lies down beside me and forcefully pulls me into her arms.

"You like me too much, I can feel it. I'm afraid you would think too much for me, make decisions without authorization, and ruin everything to protect me."

I would never do that.

"Really? Aren't you angry now?"

"Well..."

That's because my master doesn't trust me.

"I still don't know what you're thinking, do I? Knowing that I only have a year left, you would be anxious, maybe even desperate. In that situation, what could you do? Assassinate Heath Relia? I'm really afraid that you would ruin my plan, so I waited until Heath Relia successfully rebelled to tell you."

My master leans close to my ear and speaks anxiously.

"So, does my master really like me?"

"Mm."

"No."

"Like."

After holding back my emotions for so long, I turn over and hold my master's embrace, crying uncontrollably.

I have always assumed in my heart that my master likes me, I have said countless times that I like her the most, but my master has never said she likes me, not even once, even if it's fake, saying it would make me happy.

But why, my master?

"Why did my master only say it now?"

Whether it's true or not doesn't matter anymore.

What I can feel is the joy of being acknowledged by my master.

Although my heart still hurts, this beautiful time will eventually come to an end.

My master lowers her head and kisses my mouth.

I have once again become the treasure in her hands, I have once again become her music fountain.

I understand.

Even if my master really likes me, I am not more important than the whole country.

If given another chance, I think my master would still choose to deceive me and sacrifice herself for the peace between humans and demons.

The questioning before the anger echoes in my mind.

"Why did my master start the war?"

"For the world's peace."

"Why did my master choose reconciliation?"

"For the world's peace."

"It's completely unnecessary. After we unite the world, we can just trample humans under our feet, right?"

"One day, humans will rebel."

"But you said there was a way to counter it, didn't you?"

"I lied to you."

"Then why not just kill all humans?"

"Millions of humans cannot be killed, and humans are also treasures of the world. We shouldn't blame all humans. The reconciliation between the demonic race and humans can promote the development of the world. Diversity can make the world more colorful and vibrant."

I finally understood everything my master did.

Why my master didn't get married, because the Feliz surname was destined to disappear in her generation.

So my master didn't have any feelings for love, because she didn't want any descendants. That's why she agreed to my confession.

What Heath Relia said about me accompanying my master was not about her leaving my master, but about my master leaving her.

The books I wrote were not lent to Heath Relia to read. They were my master's farewell letter, with instructions for the final establishment of a new country.

Choosing one person... not two people to bear the sins of the world, so that the world can accuse them.

Choosing peace in this way, ending war with war.

My master and I will be remembered by the world, engraved on the monument of history, but only as a lasting infamy.

I finally realized that nothing matters anymore.

Being a historical sinner doesn't matter.

I just hope to spend the happiest moments of my past and present lives with my master, even though I know it will be the shortest time.

I still hold my master tightly.

Overflowing emotions pour out like a flood. I hold onto my master's neck, still wetting her long skirt. I wipe away tears, sobbing. When my abilities were locked by my master, my heart also became fragile.

"Master, please don't lie to me anymore, okay?"

"I won't."

It's true.

Tears streak down my cheeks, and a smile blooms with joy.

After all, we don't have much time left, and my master won't have another chance to deceive me.