52. The Devil Miss Making a Choice
Time passed second by second, and Evelyn only felt that the unease and anguish in her heart became more pronounced; she could not fall asleep at all.
Helpless, Evelyn could only turn on the light again, hugging the oversized teddy bear on her bed and staring blankly at the floor. The experiences of the past few days with Emilia surged to her mind—her love for pranks, how she teased her early in the morning, how she helped pull Evelyn out of the hands of the Black-robed Man, how she voluntarily took her home… Countless memories about Emilia flooded back, causing her already struggling heart to gradually lean towards what she deemed the wrong side…
“Should I… save her?”
“This might be my only chance to get rid of her, even if the way is so cruel…”
A decision, a difficult decision; she really wanted to rush out to find Emilia, but deep down she knew that in just a few days of interaction, Emilia had already occupied so much space in her heart. She couldn’t imagine what she would do if in the future… at that time, what would she do?
Evelyn gazed melancholily at the moon. If she were not an angel, or if she were not a demon, she would not be caught in such contradictory pain at this moment. But alas… who could tell her what she should do?
Angels and demons… really… troublesome…
Looking at the bright round moon outside the window, for some reason, Evelyn suddenly recalled how she had just become a demon… no, it should be when she was just about to become a demon.
When she made that plea for power to her father, Satan, the Lord of Hell.
Sitting on the throne with an air of arrogance, Satan revealed a barely discernible smile on his face. He slowly walked down from the throne and stood before the then-boy Evelyn, confirming with her word by word:
“Are you sure you want to trade your soul to me for the power to execute justice? Even if that means you will fall and become a demon? Even if it means you will never be able to return to the peaceful and warm life you once had? Even if it will bring you endless suffering in the future?”
At that time, Evelyn did not fully understand what Satan’s words meant. But perhaps out of a craving for power or an obsession with revenge and justice, she still nodded without a second thought.
Then, she saw Satan smilingly extend his hand towards her, a fiery yet gentle power enveloping Evelyn. She felt something hidden within her suddenly surge forth, and then her vision was covered by endless dark red light.
At that moment, just as her consciousness was about to dissipate, she heard a somewhat youthful and soft voice.
“When you have the opportunity to make a choice, do not let yourself regret it.”
Although to this day, Evelyn still did not know who was speaking to her at that time, the content of that sentence has remained ingrained in her mind ever since.
And now, that sentence has undoubtedly become an important force for Evelyn to break through her inner demons and take a step forward.
“Yeah… when I have the chance to make a choice, I must not let myself regret it… I’m such an idiot, a super big idiot! How could I be troubled about whether to save someone or not? Isn’t that what a justice partner is all about…”
Evelyn forced a smile as she rubbed her eyes, wiping away the tears in her eyes, and her expression gradually became resolute.
She would no longer be confused or struggle.
Because at this moment, she had made a choice!
“Things in the future can be discussed later! Whether I will regret saving her, I don’t know; what I do know is that if I don’t go save her now, I will definitely regret it for the rest of my life!”
“Moreover, I’m not going to save her because I like her! How could I possibly fall for an angel? Ahem, that’s right, I just can’t stand to see anyone lose their life because of that Black-robed bastard’s stalking! Such a heartless jerk who treats human lives like grass should be sentenced to hell’s eighteen levels for eternity!”
Evelyn chuckled triumphantly a couple of times. Although the details were somewhat strange, she finally found an excuse to convince herself, even though she knew it was a false one… But who cares about that! As long as she found an excuse to save Emilia, it was enough!
As for liking that scheming yandere angel or whatever… Evelyn would not admit that for now.
She would take things step by step for the future! What if she developed feelings for someone else in the future? Like liking Nolan-chan or something? It’s not impossible, right? (Lina: ?)
Evelyn pulled her beloved little shotgun from under her nightgown and confidently pushed open the door of the rental apartment, stepping out. The moonlight spilled into the staircase from the window, casting Evelyn’s shadow in the rental. Unlike last time, this time Evelyn was filled with confidence and pride.
At this moment, she finally had the semblance of a Hell Princess.
And just then, a gust of cold wind blew in, the biting cold made Evelyn shiver, and at this moment, she realized she was only wearing a thin nightgown, with large areas of skin exposed…
“Ahem, better put on some clothes before heading out…”
Thus, our beautiful, charming, extremely intelligent, and stunningly handsome Hell Princess Devil Miss turned around and closed the door, “Clack, clack” running back into her room to fetch a very stylish trench coat and slip it on.
Don’t ask why Evelyn, a girl, has such boyish clothing; just know it’s cool!
Evelyn stepped out of the door again. The evening’s cold wind lifted the hem of her trench coat, the wide fabric fluttered behind her, while her light purple long hair danced freely with the cold wind, setting off her figure as both cool and beautiful.
“Now it’s time for—and the execution of justice!”
Evelyn flipped over and leaped down from the window of the staircase. The colorful Demon Wings spread in the air, and the Devil Miss lightly flapped her wings, instantly turning into a pale purple stream of light shooting skyward, completely unconcerned about whether she would be seen.
To this day, Evelyn still remembers that night when Emilia reached out to her, who was injured, and after a brief moment of shallow tsundere, she took her hand. The warmth radiating from Emilia’s palm had already firmly imprinted itself in Evelyn’s heart.
And this time, it was Evelyn’s turn to extend that hand to Emilia.
“Clumsy angel, you must hold on! Wait for me!”
