Before the novel’s ending, I possessed a supporting character. Now, I am the younger sister of a villainess soon to die, two months until the execution. While visiting my elder sister, I often visited the rest of the villains.“Didn’t you get better?”“… What?”In the prison I often visited to see my sister, the novel’s villains started looking at me.“I’m asking if this wasn’t acting. Answer me, Margaret Eilish.”The man’s words were beyond my expectations in such a dangerously intimate atmosphere.I looked at the man from afar.Get a hold of yourself, Margaret.Nothing good will come out of revealing my illness in front of the guard.I whispered back with a little confusion, pretending to know nothing.“… Tell me what you mean. I’ll listen to you calmly.”
