The Villainous Me Turned the Losers into Blackened Bosses-Chapter 286 - Winter of the Beastkin Maid (1)

Time passed by another two days.

What Will didn’t expect was...

During this week and two days, he indeed didn’t encounter Treya coming to find him, but he also didn’t encounter Shuna coming to find him.

Nor did he see Leah, who might have been released from her mother.

It was as if they had quietly entered winter, quietly watched a heavy snow slowly fall, and quietly waited for the land before them to be covered in white.

Will had a hard time describing his current “stagnant” experience.

It seemed that ever since he was born here, he had always been busy, so resting for over a week like this was a first.

But faced with the falling snow and the other girls whose whereabouts were unknown, as well as his complete lack of information sources...

He didn’t seem to have any other choice either.

But living here wasn’t bad either. He could enjoy a cup of Eir’s hot black tea every day, read the few remaining books, and write down his thoughts and notes.

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Because his “nearsightedness” in his left eye had been cured in a strange way, he could only find a single-lens eyeglass frame in the house with chipped paint, and put his old prescription lens into it.

Although he felt very uncomfortable and thought it might fall off at any time, he decided to wear it for now.

And...

He could snuggle with Eir’s warm tail to sleep!

And so, a day passed leisurely...

...

Until one day, he pulled open the curtains and saw the sunlight and clear sky outside.

Although the land was still covered in white, at least the blizzard had stopped.

“Young Master, it’s sunny!”

Eir yawned, rubbing her eyes as she combed her hair in front of the mirror.

“Yes. Why don’t we go out and take a look? Hmm... we need to replenish supplies. Not just firewood, but food is also running low. There’s also a place I want to visit.”

Eir’s hand, which was beside her hair, stopped moving.

In Will’s left eye, that strange pink aura appeared again around her.

“...Eir can... do without Young Master...”

Clearly, she seemed to fear “losing” him again. She feared that once he left this place, he would no longer need her.

Will could see it.

Her pathological need was very easy to “guess.” The foolish little maid never thought to “hide” anything, expressing all her feelings on her face.

But her blatant desire for Will’s love and affection was like a sweet trap, luring him to “respond.”

“Of course, together. I need you with me.”

“...Huh?”

“I can’t carry both firewood and food by myself. And I’m easily recognized. It’s better if you handle the shopping.”

“...Mhmm?”

Eir tilted her head, not expecting Will to give this response at all.

Will reached out, brushing past her hand that was toying with her hair, preparing to pat her head.

“So, it’s fine. Let’s go.”

However, as he touched Eir’s hair...

He noticed something different from before.

For example...

“Eir, your hair... has it grown longer than before?”

In Will’s impression, Eir always had shoulder-length hair, but because her hair was curly, it gave her a cute, round-headed look.

But now...

Although not quite “hair flowing down to her waist,” her hair had grown to about the middle of her back.

It gave her a mature, wifely look.

“This... this...”

She nervously glanced at the mirror, measuring her hair with her hand.

“It has grown a lot.”

“Did you used to have short hair because you trimmed it regularly?”

“Mhmm. But this time, it grew faster than I thought...” Eir placed her hands on her chest, her ears twitching, her face slightly red. Will could tell she was embarrassed. “Probably... probably because for someone like me, during... during breeding season, growth speeds up... a lot...”

She stuttered through the explanation.

She had secretly read books about the physical condition of beastkins to find these reasons.

Saying this out loud was... was so embarrassing!

“Oh~! I see.”

“If Young Master doesn’t like it, I can go to a barbershop today to cut it short... Of course, I can do it myself, but I’m afraid it won’t turn out well—”

Without waiting for Eir to finish, Will’s fingers slid down her lengthened hair.

“I like it. Keep it this way.”

Eir pouted.

“Young Master hasn’t changed at all, always saying things like ‘well done, keep it up.’ Acting like a know-it-all teacher!”

“No, this time it’s because I like it.”

“...! L-Let’s not talk about this now... Let’s go to the nearby town for a walk...”

...

“Phew... the snow is so thick.”

He and Eir went out. First, they had to pass through the small garden Eir had been tending.

Stepping on the thick snow, Will, like a child seeing snow for the first time, happily walked forward, leaving footprints one by one.

The snow was soft.

“Young Master, be careful not to slip.”

“It’s fine, look—”

Will spread his arms, confidently leaning back.

He just wanted to demonstrate that the snow was thick enough for him to fall without getting hurt.

“Young Master!”

But...

The clumsy, innocent, and straightforward Eir didn’t give him that chance. The moment he leaned back, she supported his back, firmly catching him in her arms.

“Okay, Eir protected Young Master from getting hurt.”

“I... I wanted to show you that... the snow is thick, I won’t get hurt if I fall...”

“Oh, I-I’m sorry, then... I’ll let go now!”

“Wait—!”

Thump.

Unlike his controlled lean, Will wasn’t prepared this time. When Eir let go, he fell into the snow.

“Young Master? Are you alright? Really... no problem?”

Eir’s face leaned over, looking at him worriedly, ready to pull him up at any moment.

“I’m not hurt, just a little scared.”

Will scratched his head and sat up.

“Young Master, there’s snow on your head too.”

Eir reached out, but Will hit her forehead with a snowball he had held in his right hand.

“Ouch!?”

“Ha, didn’t expect that, did you?”

“Young Master—! Eir will get you back!”

“Alright, the last time we had a snowball fight... was four years ago, and you did lose then.”

“That’s because you’re Young Master, and Eir let you win! Otherwise, with my ice magic skills, how could I lose?”

“Then come on...”

Will didn’t expect.

After all these years, he would have the chance to have a snowball fight with his maid in his old home again.

And then...

Go with her to the nearest town to buy supplies for winter.

Walk through the fresh streets after the snow.

Finally...

Stop in front of the most memorable place for him...

A tombstone engraved with the number “37,” now somewhat blurred. The once tall tombstone from his childhood now didn’t even reach their knees.

The tomb of the pet he couldn’t save no matter how hard he tried.