I Became a Villain's Hero [Complete]

Chapter 83: Birthday Date (6)

"Who are you meeting?"

Until just moments ago, Song Soo-yeon radiated a tender atmosphere, but now, she turned icy cold.

Lying down, she propped herself up to give me a frosty look.

...Well, I somewhat expected this.

I knew she would be hurt.

Perhaps because we were each other's first friends.

Though unspoken, there was an implicit rule that we should spend special days together.

She likely felt the same way.

It was natural for her to feel let down.

But this time, I had no choice.

I couldn't be with her.

Date or whatever...

I had to hear the name of the control-type villain from Solace.

If, by any chance, the villain's name turned out to be 'Luna'... well, I'd rather not think beyond that.

In any case, it was an occasion she couldn't join.

"I'm sorry, Soo-yeon."

"Did I ask for an apology? Who did you make plans with?"

Soo-yeon's emotions flared up.

I stood up as well, facing her, responding to those blazing eyes.

There was no point in hiding it.

She probably had her suspicions already.

"...Bom."

"........."

Soo-yeon's eyelids trembled, her face gradually reddened.

Irregular, ragged breaths escaped her lips intermittently.

She moistened her lips as if searching for words, her gaze wandering aimlessly.

"...Ha."

She was too taken aback to say anything.

I felt sorry.

There was no reason to be, but I was.

We weren't bound by any promise, but that didn't mean we should exclude each other without discussion.

Perhaps we were closer than friends but not close like lovers.

Trying to calm her breathing, Soo-yeon suddenly inhaled sharply and confronted me.

"You didn't say anything to me...! But you made plans with Bom?"

"..."

I couldn't explain the reason.

How could I tell her that I suspected her?

To someone who was hurt enough to consider jumping off a rooftop.

To my first friend.

All I felt was regret.

My lack of trust had led to this.

If she had nothing to do with the control-type villain, then I was just giving her an unpleasant experience.

Being each other's first friends, and yet, I was pushing her away.

I blurted out what I could.

"...I might not be available that day, but maybe the next-"

"-It only means something if we meet on the birthday!"