I Kidnapped the Hero’s Women

The mystery surrounding Yuria’s maximum output ability has been solved. The condition for this output is none other than me. Yuria’s maximum output only occurs when she heals me.

‘But why me?’

However, this doesn’t provide a clear answer. Why me? Out of all the people, why is it only when she heals me that her output reaches its peak? I couldn’t figure it out at all.

“When you heal me, that’s when the maximum output occurs... Do you have any guesses as to why?”

“Ah... Well, I’m not sure... Thank you so much for your cooperation today! I’ll head back to the dorm now!”

“What? Didn’t you say you were staying at the mansion today?”

“I just remembered something urgent! I need to go now! No need to come out to see me off! I’ll grab a carriage myself!”

“...”

Yuria hastily packed her things and, almost as if fleeing from the office, rushed out.

She had been keeping her head down the whole time, so I couldn’t see her clearly, but as she left the room, I caught a glimpse of her face through her hair. It was completely red.

What’s going on with her?

Yuria dashed across the yard and out the main gate. I watched her retreating figure, then called for Sylvia.

“Sylvia.”

“You called, master? Enjoying having a young girl choke you, are we?”

“...Were you watching?”

“Yes. I’m your bodyguard, after all.”

“I wasn’t enjoying it. I had no choice but to sacrifice myself for Yuria’s ability development.”

“Yeah, sure, that’s what you say.”

“...”

Sylvia gave me a contemptuous look and sighed, as if she found me pathetic. This girl...?

Has she lost all sense of respect? I struggled to hold back my urge to deduct her pay.

“So, why did you call me?”

“I wanted to ask about Yuria’s abilities.”

“If it’s about that, you can look at this. It’s all the data on Yuria’s abilities we’ve gathered through experiments. I’m not fully familiar with all of it yet, so if you have questions, I’ll need to refer to this. It’s better if you read it yourself.”

I took the thin stack of documents from Sylvia.

This must be the data Yuria’s abilities, managed by Vermont Security. It should be useful for reference.

I sat down and began reading the documents carefully. Since it wasn’t too long, it didn’t take me long to finish.

However, there was one fact I clearly discovered:

• The output of her ability varies depending on the emotional state of the person she is healing.
• When healing someone with negative emotions, the output is at its lowest.
• The more positive the emotions, the higher the output.

“Haah...”

[The Evil God, ‘Kali,’ is excited, saying that it looks like our healer is in love with you!]

This means that Yuria no longer hates me. Not only that, she might even have positive feelings—like affection.

What’s more, the maximum output, which hadn’t been achieved with anyone else, was achieved only with me as the target. This means Yuria has no one else who feels the same way about her as I do, right?

Thinking this, my shoulders relaxed, and a smile spread across my face.

“Ha... Is this okay... What if, at this rate, I end up overshadowing ‘the dark man’ and she starts liking me more? What do I do then? I’m worried.”

Suddenly, a very realistic worry struck me.

What if, because my likeability for Aslan Vermont had increased too much, my affection for ‘the dark man’ started to fade? If that happens, even if I eventually reveal that I’m ‘the dark man,’ her reaction might be lukewarm.

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

I’ve kept my true identity hidden just for that moment. If, after I finally admit I’m ‘the dark man,’ she just says, ‘Oh, I see. So what?’... that would be a disaster.

“Ha. I guess that time I stormed the Vatican was a little too cool, huh? I’ll have to try and look a little less impressive from now on. I shouldn’t be too cool.”

[The Evil God, ‘Kali,’ insists that it’s not that big of a deal and demands you stop making a fuss.]

Being too popular with the kids is a problem too, huh? I’ll have to be careful over the next three years to ensure Aslan Vermont’s affection doesn’t surpass ‘the dark man’s.’ That’ll be difficult, so I sighed deeply, even though I couldn’t help but grin.

“Hmm...?”

While flipping through the data, I came across a chart comparing the output when healing different subjects.

The output was lowest with the thugs I had to deal with at work. For staff members with whom I only had a casual acquaintance, the output was average. The output was quite high with Charlotte and Yuria, which wasn’t surprising.

‘The lowest output is when healing oneself?’

But then, I discovered that the output was the lowest when healing Yuria herself, and I was stunned.

If positive emotions result in higher output and negative emotions result in lower output, then this means Yuria doesn’t even like herself. In fact, she probably hates herself more than the thugs I knocked out at work.

‘Self-loathing? Why?’

I couldn’t understand. Yuria was outstanding in school, performs excellently at work, and has good friends. How could someone like her have self-loathing?

I, with my terrifying face, frail body, and not-so-great mind, was pretty satisfied with my life.

It was a strange thing.

‘Is this the influence of the original story?’

Now that I think about it, in the original story, the protagonist Yuria was always filled with regret. After being kidnapped with her friends in the Vermont mansion, she regretted it. She regretted watching her friends suffer at the hands of Aslan. When Sylvia ripped off her own stigma and lived a short life, she regretted that too.

Although Yuria never did anything wrong, she always regretted it anyway.

In this alternate timeline, nothing regretful has happened to Yuria, but it seems that her self-loathing nature has just been copied over.

Yuria is always filled with the anxiety that her choices might lead to disaster, and she’s ready to regret everything, blaming herself.

‘What a dark character.’

She’s like the protagonist of a dark fantasy world.

I didn’t like that she did everything perfectly, whether in studies or work. There’s an obsessive-compulsive feeling, like she’s afraid she’ll regret not doing her best.

In reality, nothing would be wrong if Yuria took a break or made a mistake.

Unless the world around her is filled with evil like the original world’s setting, in this place, Yuria doesn’t need to be perfect. She has friends who will support her when she makes mistakes, and adults who will take care of her.

‘How can I make her realize this...’

Just then, a good idea popped into my head.

“Hmm...?”

While flipping through the data, I came across a chart comparing the output when healing different subjects.

The output was lowest with the thugs I had to deal with at work. For staff members with whom I only had a casual acquaintance, the output was average. The output was quite high with Charlotte and Yuria, which wasn’t surprising.

‘The lowest output is when healing oneself?’

But then, I discovered that the output was the lowest when healing Yuria herself, and I was stunned.

If positive emotions result in higher output and negative emotions result in lower output, then this means Yuria doesn’t even like herself. In fact, she probably hates herself more than the thugs I knocked out at work.@@novelbin@@

‘Self-loathing? Why?’

I couldn’t understand. Yuria was outstanding in school, performs excellently at work, and has good friends. How could someone like her have self-loathing?

I, with my terrifying face, frail body, and not-so-great mind, was pretty satisfied with my life.

It was a strange thing.

‘Is this the influence of the original story?’

Now that I think about it, in the original story, the protagonist Yuria was always filled with regret. After being kidnapped with her friends in the Vermont mansion, she regretted it. She regretted watching her friends suffer at the hands of Aslan. When Sylvia ripped off her own stigma and lived a short life, she regretted that too.

Although Yuria never did anything wrong, she always regretted it anyway.

In this alternate timeline, nothing regretful has happened to Yuria, but it seems that her self-loathing nature has just been copied over.

Yuria is always filled with the anxiety that her choices might lead to disaster, and she’s ready to regret everything, blaming herself.

‘What a dark character.’

She’s like the protagonist of a dark fantasy world.

I didn’t like that she did everything perfectly, whether in studies or work. There’s an obsessive-compulsive feeling, like she’s afraid she’ll regret not doing her best.

In reality, nothing would be wrong if Yuria took a break or made a mistake.

Unless the world around her is filled with evil like the original world’s setting, in this place, Yuria doesn’t need to be perfect. She has friends who will support her when she makes mistakes, and adults who will take care of her.

‘How can I make her realize this...’

Just then, a good idea popped into my head.

“Hmm... I think something’s fishy...”

Clomp, clomp, clomp.

Yuria made a soft sound as her feet dragged on the carriage floor, groaning.

Just before heading to the Vatican, I had definitely sent the letter to ‘the dark man.’ I rushed out, so the letter could have been misinterpreted, but... Honestly, part of me was hoping that by sending it like that, ‘the dark man’ might get worried and come after me.

But it wasn’t the dark man who showed up. It was Aslan Vermont.

At first, I thought the dark man must have asked Aslan Vermont to come, but after thinking about it, there were too many suspicious things.

How did Aslan Vermont catch up to me so quickly? When the letter reached the dark man’s place, it would’ve taken him some time to contact Aslan Vermont.

It wouldn’t have been this fast unless he lived next door.

“Huh? Could it be that Aslan Vermont is the dark man, then Charlotte and Yuria must know about it?”

Yuria suddenly tilted her head.

When Aslan Vermont brought Charlotte and Yuria along, he must have explained it somehow. During that explanation, they must have realized that Aslan was the dark man.

So, does that mean Charlotte and Yuria knew that the dark man was right under their noses but pretended not to know, tricking me?

“Well... I guess not. I doubt Charlotte and Yuria would lie to me.”

With that thought, Yuria felt a bit uneasy but decided to dismiss the suspicion for now.

“Huh. We’re here. Time to get to work.”

The carriage soon arrived in front of Vermont Security’s headquarters. Yuria stretched as she got off the carriage.

Time to work hard today. Without any mistakes. Perfectly. Better than anyone.

She muttered this to herself and walked into the headquarters.

“Ah? Lord, what brings you here?”

“Yuria, you’re here. You don’t have work today. Just observe for now.”

“Eh?!”

She was placed in a somewhat absurd situation.