Chapter 63: NPD??

Everyone closed their mouths at my words.

Phonia avoided my eyes, and Sophie’s eyes widened as if to say, ’What the fuck is this guy saying?’

Even Siri, who was eavesdropping while pretending to clean, reacted with a gasp.

"... Gilmon, aren’t you mistaken?"

It was Sophie who broke the silence.

Frowning as if she was genuinely upset.

She crossed her legs and folded her arms.

"No, honestly, it’s disgusting."

The hospital room froze again at her blunt words.

Phonia put her hand on Sophie’s shoulder to stop her, but she was pushed away.

Siri hurriedly swept the floor and went out of the hospital room.

"If you’re so full of yourself, you may have a disease called Narcissistic Personality Disorder. I know Gilmon is popular with women, but don’t you think your delusions are too much? Like I said last time, Phonia is not your maid!"

"I’ve never ever thought of Phonia as a maid."

"You must have always thought that way. That’s why you can say such absurd and disgusting things like now, right? Women are pretending to be friendly with Phonia to get close to Gilmon? Oh please, it’s so absurd that I can’t even laugh. If that were the case, wouldn’t Sierra have brought up Gilmon’s name by now? It’s been almost a week, and she hasn’t mentioned you once!"

Sophie’s words confused me.

First of all, the fact that the two of them had been in contact with Sierra for a week.

I was pathetic for not knowing that.

Sophie’s attitude of calling Sierra by her first name was also suspicious.

She’s already that close to Sierra?

It’s not strange that Sierra’s eloquence would win her over.

"That’s... She’ll definitely bring up my name when she has the chance. Sierra is a cautious person."

I tried to refute the fact that Sierra didn’t mention me, but it feels pathetic to myself.

I clearly know that my words are true, but if you only listen to those words without the memories of the previous playthrough, there’s no more disgusting narcissist than me.

In fact, Sophie’s expression was more contemptuous than I had ever seen before.

Bzzzt.

[The heroine’s affection has decreased.]

Sophie’s affection dropped by almost 7.

It’s not a problem that her affection is dropping, but it still hurt.

I’m really hated by the people I want to be loved by.

"Gilmon, is this really the time to look at your phone? Look at me and talk properly. Say it again! Is Phonia a maid!"

Sophie was angry and snatched the phone from my hand.

"Sophie, you might not believe it, but it’s because of the System."

I explained the affection System.

In fact, I had often talked about it with Sophie at the dining table.

Phonia didn’t seem to fully understand, but she accepted it well enough.

From the beginning, she also came back with some of the memories from the previous playthrough.

On the other hand, Sophie thought it was a strange role-playing game.

She regarded her sister’s habit of calling me Messiah as part of that role-playing game.

It must be a difficult joke for her, who is a full-fledged member of society.

In fact, after hearing my story, she handed me back my phone and said.

"... You’re not in your right mind. Gilmon. You must have hurt your head."

Her eyes went to my head.

"Let’s go, Phonia. It seems like Gilmon needs to rest."

This time, Phonia obediently followed her words.

"Messiah... I’ll come again next time."

"..."

I couldn’t answer her small voice.

Before closing the door, Sophie said.

"... If you’re so curious about Sierra’s feelings, why don’t you ask her directly? I’ll tell her to come visit you. A woman can’t hide her feelings. Phonia and I both have that much sense. You’ll be able to tell her feelings by how Sierra reacts to you."

The door closed.

I knew everything was going according to Sierra’s plan, but I couldn’t stop it.

In the end, she was trying to come here with a legitimate reason.

Didn’t she predict this conversation as well?

It was still daytime, and sunlight poured in from the raised blinds.

I buried my head in the pillow and pondered.

Whatever Sierra’s plan is, there’s no need to take the bait.

It’s not strange, and isn’t it a thank you to raise my grades?

Sierra’s feelings for me haven’t changed.

Sierra, you just be Phonia’s tutor.

I’ll never meet you.

I feel like I overreacted to the heroine’s actions because of Aisha incident.

After calmly organizing my thoughts, it didn’t feel like a big deal.

I sent an apology message to Sophie.

I sent one to Phonia too.

[Gilmon Salazar: So what are you learning?]

I waited for a reply and thought.

I guess it’s subjects like geography, history, or math?

Phonia isn’t a combat student either.

Bzzzt.

A reply came from Phonia.

[Phonia Hazelnut: The Theory of Mind, Body, and Virginity!]

......

I fucking knew it!

***

"Is it a little difficult to understand? Shall we take a break for a moment?"

Sierra took Phonia to the balcony overlooking the indoor garden.

Not-so-high mountains surrounded the area, and well-manicured vegetation was visible.

In the small, bluish pond, carp were swimming.

"Would you like some tea?"

Sierra took Phonia to a tea room.

It was a neat place with tatami mats.

A tea set was placed on the low table, and there was also a flower arrangement.

Only the sound of water dripping little by little from the bamboo tube was heard from time to time.

"To be a great wife, you must have restraint and courtesy. Dignity comes from there."

Sierra said while pouring tea.

It was a calm conversation, but she noticed.

Phonia’s complexion was brighter than usual.

There was no doubt that she liked this place.

Even though she had a disability and was uneducated.

Her nature was calm, so she seemed to like this place quite a bit.

So, whatever her ulterior motives, Sierra had come to like her quite a bit.

Especially the fact that Phonia followed her plans well like a docile puppy.

But... the plan has not started yet...