Chapter 24
Chapter 24
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 24
Chapter Title: Who's Talking About Me?
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Olivia One lunged at Olivia Two.
"What the hell? Is that even possible?"
Olivia One wasn't supposed to be able to interfere with Olivia Two, right? Olivia Two couldn't even perceive Olivia One...
"No, that's not right. She can see her."
Olivia Two was staring straight through Olivia One. No matter if Olivia One attacked her or not, her eyes locked precisely on Olivia One's.
A glimpse of Olivia Two's emotions shone in that venomous glare.
A will to never yield to Olivia One. Hostility.
"Y-you...!"
Confirming those emotions, Olivia One flew into a rage. She was furious at Olivia Two's sudden defiance.
"Block first, think later."
My questions didn't drag on. My body moved on instinct.
Olivia One thrust out her arm. I swung the kitchen knife toward her.
I didn't wrap it in aura.
Thud-!
Maybe that's why.
The knife bounced off. Looking closely, a translucent membrane shimmered around Olivia One's body. A barrier.
She'd cast a spell without me noticing.
"Olivia! What the hell are you doing?!"
"That bitch! That bitch started it with me first!"
Olivia One shrieked like a banshee. She glared at Olivia Two with bulging eyes. Pure murderous intent filled her gaze.
No matter how I looked at it, that wasn't the look of someone staring at herself.
"She's seeing Olivia Two as a completely separate person."
Startled by Olivia One's killing intent, Olivia Two burrowed even deeper into my arms. Like a mole diving underground.
That only provoked Olivia One further. Her eyes darted wildly.
"I told you not to! I told you not to cross the line!"
"...I didn't do anything."
Olivia One and Olivia Two traded words. They clearly recognized each other.
What was it the Olivias had claimed at first?
"Olivia Two can't see Olivia One, right?"
But that turned out to be a lie. Olivia Two was responding to Olivia One's words point by point.
"What the...?"
For some reason, little Olivia had been pretending not to see big Olivia.
"Enough. Both of you, stop it."
I mediated between Olivia One and Olivia Two. I only needed to restrain Olivia One. Olivia Two was clinging to me.
"Aaaah! Don't piss me off!"
Olivia One bellowed. I had no idea what her problem was.
"Olivia, what's wrong with you? You crazy bitch."
I'd known she was off her rocker since we first met, but not to this extent.
Good thing I'd sent Lisa upstairs. Otherwise, there would've been tears and chaos.
No matter how tough Lisa was, she couldn't withstand Olivia's genuine killing intent.
Even Olivia Two was barely holding on. Her trembling body betrayed her fear.
Olivia One didn't care about Olivia Two's state. She just screamed like a brat.
"Why? Because you're holding her!"
"...Me? You're throwing this fit because I'm holding her?"
There was no deep meaning to holding her. No lewd intent in hugging Olivia Two.
Though with her tiny size, it did feel like a mother sloth carrying her baby.
"You're making a scene with the kid over something that small?"
"That small? Something that small?"
Olivia One's face flushed red and purple. Her expression twisted like a demon had possessed her.
"Gasp..."
Even Denis, watching from the side, recoiled in shock. That face was terrifying.
"At this rate, she'll kill her."
I couldn't stop Olivia One. My strength didn't work on her. I couldn't protect Olivia Two.
I needed help.
Ting-a-ling-!
At that moment, the inn door opened. Charlotte and Nine were back from their errands.
"Olivia?"
Charlotte voiced her confusion at the ghostly Olivia One. Her eyes darted around, piecing together the situation.
Nine's gaze landed on me, then on Olivia Two in my arms.
She let out a snicker.
"So you finally got caught, Olivia. Honestly, I figured it wouldn't last long."
"I don't get it. Why are you jealous of Father showing affection to his younger self?"
They spoke casually, as if they'd known all along. It felt like they'd been in on it from the start.
To make the claim true—that Olivia Two couldn't perceive Olivia One.
"Why...?"
It didn't make sense to me. My brain couldn't keep up.
"Seems Olivia wanted to monopolize Father's affection."
Charlotte said that while dragging Olivia One outside. I heard the answer, but it still didn't click.
Charlotte dragged Olivia outside and roughly plopped her down in the cool breeze.
Maybe a slap across the cheek would snap her out of it.
With such trivial thoughts, Charlotte waited for Olivia to come to her senses.
"Olivia, snap out of it."
"...I'm fine. Don't treat me like a crazy bitch."
Olivia roughly shoved Charlotte's arm away. Charlotte didn't mind the prickly attitude.
This wasn't the first or second time.
She was used to it by now.
"You got found out. Looks like it's gonna be hard to pull off the picture you wanted. What's your plan?"
"......"
She'd wanted to monopolize Dyke. Exclude the No. 2s and keep it to the No. 1s only.
Charlotte and Nine were like sisters, so sharing was fine. No big deal.
"Even Denis..."
Olivia was endlessly rude to Dyke, but she couldn't treat Denis carelessly. She saw her almost as a mother.
Compared to Tina and Ban Phoenix, who abandoned their newborn for endless sex, Denis was closer to a mother than anyone for Olivia.
During her turbulent teenage years, Olivia had even wished Denis was her real mom. That's how special Denis was to her.
She had no intention of complaining about Denis getting intimate with Dyke. No daughter would try to split her father and mother.
And Olivia and the No. 1s desperately wanted Dyke to have a baby. They'd even started research to boost the odds.
It was the only way to save him.
Did Olivia even have the right to reject Denis? No.
But the No. 2s were different.
"Olivia, did you see little Olivia's eyes earlier? Have you always had eyes like that since you were a kid?"
Charlotte snickered.
"Looked like a mother cat protecting her own. A feral one."
"Shut up."
"I want to meet my younger self soon, too. Show Father what kind of kid I was..."
"Sigh..."
"Feeling better now?"
"I was fine from the start. Why keep treating me like a crazy bitch?"
Charlotte said nothing to Olivia's scowl.
Saying she was a crazy bitch because she was one would start another war. Silence was best.
"Our plan failed. Father knows now. What matters is from here on."
"...Yeah."
Olivia analyzed the failure.
Watching her deep in thought, Charlotte mused.
"Your mistake for overlooking that she was a crazy bitch even as a kid."
Not bending before a grand mage wasn't enough—she glared defiantly. Something no ordinary person could pull off.
Only Olivia could. Only a No. 2 with the same talent as a No. 1.
Olivia finished her analysis and opened her eyes.
"Think the best is to be honest with Dyke."
"You think?"
"I'll tell him myself. He'll soften up a bit."
There were the antics from yesterday and today. This could pass as a mishap.
If she framed it as jealousy toward herself and showed remorse, it could be packaged nicely.
"It's your turn tonight."
"Right."
"Gonna go all the way?"
"Not sure. Insertion in one night..."
They needed to ramp up gradually. So Father wouldn't feel repulsed.
Make him crave it desperately.
Charlotte gauged the pace and shook her head firmly.
"No matter how I think about it, tonight seems impossible."
"Yeah? Whatever. Hymen? Giving it up tonight?"
"Of course."
"Then we're good."
Gifting her virginity would force Dyke to listen to the No. 1s more.
"Father does look at you differently, Olivia."
"Right?"
"Yeah, even though it's only been a day since you really met, I can feel the emotions."
It worked perfectly on a Dyke who'd never tasted a virgin.
"Hehe, I can sense this weird desire in the way he eyes me. Like he's secretly looking forward to it."
Charlotte said that while wetting her lips. Hard to believe she was a knight, with that lewd tongue work.
Olivia recalled it—Charlotte burying her face in Dyke's ass, sucking him off all day with dogged determination—
"...It was kinda cute."
Dyke, pleading for just one look while sniffling, had been adorable.
"Ah..."
Her lower parts started soaking. Charlotte was the same.
Her flushed face suggested they were both picturing the same scene.
"Ahem!"
Olivia cleared her throat a couple times. She aired out the lewd atmosphere.
A sleazy vibe enveloped them, like third-rate villains plotting.
"...Her first period's still years away anyway. Ten years from now. She can't do shit till then."
"Before the kids grow up and pounce on Father, we devour hi—er, tame Father first?"
"Yeah, train Dyke into a pathetic dog who can't even get hard without us—er, mold his body to ours."
"Heheheh... That sounds like a great idea, Olivia."
Olivia and Charlotte locked eyes.
Charlotte thought Olivia was a crazy bitch, but to an outsider, Charlotte was just as crazy.
"Heh heh heh."
"Hehehe."