Taming The Villainesses

Episode 323.1



(EP-323.1) Three And Two Finally One #3

323 – Three And Two Finally One #3

Narmi was outside the restaurant, scuffing the ground lightly with her foot.

The sandals she had just bought was getting dirty, but she didn’t seem to care much.

It would be nice to just watch her for a while, but Mirna was waiting inside the shop and it felt like a luxury I couldn’t afford.

“Lady Narmi, let’s go back inside. If you catch a cold, your condition might worsen.”

At my words, Narmi looked up at my face.

“How’s my sister doing?”

“Lady Mirna?”

“She’s not in great shape either, is she? She seems to be trying to hide it. But can she hide that from me, someone who’s been with her all her life?”

So Narmi was already aware of Mirna’s poor condition.

Well, that made sense.

As she said, they’ve spent their entire lives together. Even when apart, they would naturally sense how the other was doing.

“She’s just looking down on me. Does she really think I wouldn’t notice? How can she not understand people so much?”

As if waiting for this moment, Narmi began venting her frustrations about her sister. It wasn’t easy to chime in, so I just stood there, listening silently. Her rant showed no signs of ending.

“She’s against everything I try to do. And then, she doesn’t even ask my opinion about the things she wants to do. She decides everything by herself, from the clothes she wears to the food she eats.”

She had a lot of complaints.

If someone gave me the chance to vent about Aira or Elga, I could easily talk for hours.

And there’s probably as much to say between Mirna and Narmi as the length of their lives. But I can’t keep listening like this.

Seizing the brief moment when Narmi paused to pick her next story, I decided to interject.

“So, what does Lady Narmi plan to do?”

“Me?”

“You know very well that if you keep staying apart, both of you will only get worse. You might regret this later.”

“Theo, you’re right. If we keep on like this, we might die.”

Die?

The thought of Narmi, someone I’ve grown close to, dying—it didn’t feel real. But recalling the moment when she coughed up blood, it wasn’t just an empty statement.

“But Theo, maybe… maybe dying like that is exactly what my sister and I have always dreamed of.”

“Dreaming of death? I don’t quite understand.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Think about it. One day, we’ll grow old or sick, slowly facing death. Two people sharing one body, meeting their end together. The one whose consciousness is in control would feel death approaching, but…”

“The other wouldn’t realize it.”

“I want to die as Narmi. My sister probably feels the same. I don’t want to meet my end as someone’s shadow.”

I could somewhat understand.

I wasn’t that different from Narmi and Mirna. If I die now, people would mourn the death of the half-elf Theo Gospel, or maybe they would clap their hands and say good riddance.

But deep inside, the one truly dying would be the human Lee Seong-eum. He would perish in solitude, unnoticed and unloved.

Of course, I didn’t care much about that.

I didn’t have the luxury to ponder on my death. But Narmi and Mirna, having grown up with the boundary between life and death constantly present, it wasn’t strange for them to develop their own philosophies and values.

Understanding where they were coming from, I spoke with genuine empathy.

“If there were a way to remain apart without either of your conditions worsening, what would Lady Narmi do?”

“Such a convenient method exists?”

Narmi reacted as though it was the first time she’d heard of this. It seemed Mirna hadn’t shared the truth with her younger sister.

Of course she wouldn’t. To say that they need to have a threesome—Mirna’s mind was too soft to say such things in a sober state.

Considering she’s still so modest that she blushes just holding my hand, the idea of engaging in something so indecent with her own sister? For Mirna, biting her tongue and passing out would probably feel like the easier option.

She had spent the whole day trying to find the timing to confess, but ultimately gave up and left it to me.

Of course, leaving it to me was undoubtedly the best choice Mirna had made recently.

Narmi asked again.

“A way to stay apart while staying healthy? Are you saying such a convenient solution exists?”

“It does. However, it’s not an ordinary method. It could be very difficult and challenging. It requires a lot of patience to endure the shame.”

First, I decided to scare her. I was testing Narmi’s reaction. I was checking how desperate she was for independence.

That’s when Narmi suddenly burst into laughter. Was there something funny in what I said? I’ve always considered myself a serious person, so humor wasn’t exactly my strong suit.

Seuk-.

Wiping away tears from laughing, Narmi finally spoke.

“Patience. Difficult and challenging. That’s an interesting story. Theo, you don’t know how much my sister and I have endured.”

“So, does that mean you’re ready? Once you hear what I have to say, you’ll never be able to go back to the way things were with your sister. You’ll need to be fully prepared for that.”

Everything would change.

Whether she realized it or not, Narmi replied confidently.

“Yes! I’m ready!”

“Well then—”

“Wait, no. Actually, I’m not ready yet!”

I see.

Narmi spent some time taking deep breaths or tapping her forehead with her fingers, as if trying to organize her thoughts. Was she doing some kind of self-hypnosis?

Finally, she spoke calmly.

“Alright. So, what kind of terrible thing am I going to have to go through?”

“Well, it’s a bit embarrassing to say it out loud here. Could you lend me your ear?”

“Hmm, okay!”


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