The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For So

I had no idea what to say anymore.

She looked as if the world is about to end, but I still couldn’t agree with her.

“Perhaps. Yeah, I got it. Garbage like me has nothing to live for in the first place, but how could I ask Master to have a child with me, forgetting that I am already so grateful for Master letting me live like this? No matter how much the garbage improves, it’ll remain garbage.” [Bridgette]

“No, you don’t have to say it like that?” [Kaisar]

“Then—” [Bridgette]

“I mean, no children, okay?” [Kaisar]

“… N-no way?” [Bridgette]

Huh? Why does it feel like déjà vu?

I feel like I have experienced a similar, or rather, the exact same scene, but is it my imagination?

“I know, I know. I’ll get around to it! But not now, and not until I can sort out my feelings. I won’t have a baby until I have at least sorted out my feelings (I didn’t say I would have one!).”

“Y-yay! I love you, Master!”

I don’t know why.

Why is it that when I see Bridgette’s smile, I feel like I’m cheating on her feelings and doing it hurts my heart?

Perhaps, I can’t imagine myself sorting out my feelings, but it doesn’t mean I’m lying to her.

I’ve no intention of deceiving her.

Yeah and actually, people are the creatures who can change their minds… *Shudder*

“The I’ll let all the slaves know what did you just said!”

“Bridgette!!”

“Yes, Master?”

“Hear me out, okay? I want you to keep this between us, a promise? Absolutely no one should know about this, okay?”

“A secret between, fufu. Yes, I understand!”

Have I ever been so anxious after hearing such unreliable ‘I understand’ in your life? I think not.

Why does my anxiety level increase proportionally to the strength of the reply?

Ahh, my stomach is already churning.

I held my stomach as Bridgette lead me to the door of the hall we are going to visit.

Sarah and Melissa were waiting at the hall door, and they opened it when I arrived.

” “We wish you a very happy birthday, Our Dear Master!” ”

Just as I was about to step inside, they were there waiting for me, all the slaves congratulated me on my birthday.

The slaves must have practiced their voices in unison.

I could hear it in their cheerful overlapping voices, which stirred something deep within me.

Then I remembered.

That it was my birthday today.

“All the girls have been asking me about Master’s birthday. Thinking it’d be a surprise, everyone casually asked me about it, but it was so obvious that we decided to celebrate it together.”