Chapter 12 – 12. Ghost

Tea was brewed with tea leaves received from the villagers, and served in front of the witch sitting at the table bluntly.

The witch gazed at the tea cup for a moment, and then she carefully lifted the cup and sipped her contents.

“…… Not good.”
“Ahaha, sorry. I only have this…….”

She wanted to tell her to just eat whatever she was given, but she was afraid that she might get hurt if she said that to the witch.

My teacher is pretty, has a big heart, and has a good personality, so he accepted a guy like me, but it would be too optimistic to believe that all witches would be like that.

I looked at her cautiously, and I opened her mouth and asked her.

“Well, witch, why did you come…….”
“Why did I come here?”
“Ah, yes. You must have come to see Master. Ahaha….”

Seeing her needlessly hypersensitive, I felt her shoulders shrink. It was an exciting tone before, but for some reason, the atmosphere started to stagnate as soon as I left the room.

A cold stare that felt like it was chilling was pierced toward me. At the sight of him appearing to shoot magic at any moment, I lowered my head and looked at the ground.

‘Sibaal…… Why are you looking at me like that…….’

I couldn’t figure out why I was suddenly in a bad mood. If I tried to guess with her lack of brain, I could interpret what I said to her as something unpleasant for her.

I was able to understand the reason for her displeasure from her comment that she found my masturbation interesting, and from her teacher’s attitude, who regarded me as her pet rather than a person.

Hey, even if you’re like me, I’d feel weird if a monkey stopped jerking off and suddenly pulled out. If you’re sensitive, she could be offended.

While watching for a long time, she opened her mouth first.

“What about Evangeline? Where did she go?”
“Well, Master left for a while because his familiar foal was sick. You should be back soon.”
“Huh, right? Still growing? The wolf?”
“Yes, yes, yes…….”

She flaunted her friendship with her master in a tone as if she knew Fenrir. And every time she asserts her friendship with her master like that, she feels her heart shrink.

If you are close to Master, you will be able to say many things without hesitation. For example, the story of sending out the disciples you have taken in and seeking new ones…….

“Yes, you-“
“Yep.”
“What is your name?”
“John, this is John.”
“My name is Margaret, John.”

After asking my name, Margaret licked her lips and looked at me. It looked like a snake finding its prey.

“Will you do mine?”
“…… Yes?”
“I asked if you would like to do mine.”

She paused for a moment as she listened to her. This is because she did not understand what she was saying with the sensibilities of a modern person living in the 21st century.

However, she soon realized. This witch wants to have her own. But she couldn’t believe that she needed herself.

Often, women want to have the same or better things just because their friends have them. In some cases, there were women who stole the item.

The girl in front of her must be like that too. It must have been. She wouldn’t be attracted to the guy she was flirting with just a moment ago and make her his apprentice.

“…… That, over there, so-“
“Why no answer?”
“No, that’s— uh, you have to ask Master about that……”
“Did I ask you? And isn’t that master called absent right now?”

It was a theory. But I couldn’t say that I would follow her at will. He was living a satisfying enough life even now, but he didn’t want to risk following her for no reason.

But I was afraid to refuse. It was because he could not predict how the witch in front of him would react after he refused.

What if she, in rage after refusing, shoots magic at herself? He dies no matter of whether the master who killed my student without permission is angry with her, I will die right away.

When I intuit death, my mouth does not come off easily. My hand trembled, and the trembling hand knocked over the teacup and overturned it.

“Aw-!”

The hardened, trembling body was finally released. I looked at her as I brushed off the hot tea flowing down my thighs.

Facing her, who looks at me with interest, I carefully bend down.

“…… Sorry.”
“—What is it?”
“I don’t think I can keep up.”
“Am I missing something? I think she’s better than Evangeline.”

Margaret said that and showed off her body. The purple hair that was braided to one side was as beautiful as a wisteria flower, and the face and body exposed underneath it were as wonderful as Master’s.

But…… Not inferior also meant not surpassing in the end.

“Yes. To be honest, I am worse than Master.”
“…… Am I serious?”
“I am serious. Her face, body, and Master are more beautiful.”

After hearing my words, Margaret lowered her head and began to tremble. Everyone seemed angry. Seeing that, I was prepared to die.

But, I have to say something. My teacher is prettier than you and has bigger breasts-

Thinking that I’m going to die anyway, I have nothing to hold back more and more. Ah, if I knew I was going to die like this, I would have just cut it when I had a daughter earlier— I heard people regret it before they die, but what am I regretting about this…….

“…… You.”
“Now, kill me.”
“…… Kill? What are you talking about? Why am I killing you?”

Margaret tilted her head as if she was talking nonsense. Uh, maybe? Can you buy Looking at her with such expectation, she couldn’t control her trembling mouth and smiled.

“I will take you.”

Those words came as a warning to me that I would suffer worse than death. No, if you die, you die. A bit of torture…….

I wonder if I should beg you for making a mistake even now. Burst out

“100 million!?”
“John! It’s okay!?”

When I staggered from the explosion and fell to the floor, Master appeared through the exploded door.

Seeing that majestic appearance, I shed tears.

Lived

“Master—! This man tried to kill me!”
“What? When did I……!”
“…… John.”

Master hurriedly entered the house, even exploding the door, looked around the house, looked at me strangely, and asked:

“Who the hell were you talking to?”
“…… Yes?”
“I ran in a hurry because they were yelling at me to kill it…….”

Watching the embarrassed teacher, it was me who felt rather embarrassed. I asked, pointing at Margaret with a trembling hand.

“Ho, by any chance – are you a ghost?”
“…… It can’t be.”

Margaret looked at me with a puzzled expression. However, I fainted from the shock of seeing a ghost.

* * *

Watching Yohan collapse, Evangeline hurriedly ran to help him. However, faster than that, John’s body suddenly stopped in the air.

An unnatural appearance, as if someone was supporting her. Watching that, Evangeline realized that John was talking to someone.

“…… Ritz? Are you there?”

Bow-.

Margaret nodded Johan’s head and answered. Seeing Yohan’s head nod, Evangeline said to her with the same feeling.

“I think you should talk to me separately after taking Yohan to his room.”

Bow-.

Taking Yohan, who nodded again, to her room, Evangeline brought parchment and a quill filled with magical powers from her workshop.

The quill came to mind, as if someone had held it, and began to write on the parchment.

[Who is he?]
“My disciple, John.”
[I’m not asking that.]
“…… I know, how can he see you?”

Whoa, Evangeline sighed lightly and looked at Margaret, who was sitting in front of her, though she couldn’t see it.

Actually, I didn’t want anyone to find out. A human who is immune to the witch’s curse? If other witches knew about it, wouldn’t it be a precious existence that would make their mouths drool?

Among them, there will be witches who want to dissect John to uncover the secret. In that case, she had to fight numerous witches who were targeting John. In the process, the possibility of John getting hurt was high.

“Can you promise me? I’m not going anywhere to talk.”
[I’ll promise.]
“I can’t believe words alone.”

Evangeline said that and brought a drug she had been keeping in her workshop. Evangeline, who had placed a can of turuk on the table, pushed it in and spoke.

“It’s a drug made from my saliva. It has my magic in it.”
[What?]
“Eat this. Then I will tell you.”
[Aren’t you going to die?]
“Don’t worry. I will not kill you unless you first tell others about John’s secret.”

Margaret stared at the solution Evangeline held out. A magic potion said to be made from witch saliva. What might be the effect Eating it was almost suicidal.

However, Margaret began to gulp down the potion without hesitation. She had already lived for a long time and had no obsession with life.

Only the obsession with the hope he met in hundreds of years that might break his curse remained.

Evangeline, who saw her gulping down the magic potion, smiled and told her about John’s true identity.

“John…… It’s a guess, but I’m not from this world.”
[What does that mean?]
“So- he’s from a world where the laws of our world don’t work.”

Of course, up until now, I had only guessed that she was, too, and it was something I hadn’t actually confirmed.

But today. After confirming that she could see Margaret with her own two eyes, Evangeline was convinced that Johann was impervious to curses.

[Give it to me.]
“No, I can’t give it to you. Whoa, do you know what Yohan said when he saw me? Master said she was the prettiest in the world. Could that mean you love me? After hundreds of years, I finally met someone who loved me.”

Looking at Evangeline who suddenly started salting, Margaret felt an inexplicable jealousy.

So, without realizing it, she started telling lies.

[They say I’m prettier?]

For a few moments, Margaret felt a chill so intense that her whole body she shivered.

As she slowly lifted her head, her expressionless Evangeline was staring at her with her eyes without the light of her eyes. He was glaring at her with surprising precision, even though he obviously couldn’t see himself in her eyes.

“Lie.”
“Don’t lie.”
“John, my John can’t be like that.”
“If Master said you were the best, I can’t praise you, the only one I met today.”
“John can’t lie, so you’re lying?”
“Are you trying to separate me and John?”

“You kill me?”

[It was a joke.]

“Ah— what! Ahaha, while I couldn’t even see Ritsu, the jokes increased a lot.”

Margaret looked at her quietly, feeling cold sweat running down her spine. She might have lost her life if she hadn’t brought up the word joking just now.

To think that a great witch the size of Evangeline is so obsessed with at least one human…… I couldn’t believe it even after seeing it with my own two eyes.

‘…… But.’

Looking at Evangeline, who had quickly returned to normal, Margaret thought it might be possible. As soon as she knew that John was impervious to the curse, she didn’t want to touch him.

And—not just her, but all the witches who saw him.

You will cling to him who will save you.