Although a Villain, My Wish is World Peace

Dinner? How can they calmly talk about eating in this situation?

Cha Song-jin stared at Kang Yi-sin with his mouth open, but at Kang Yi-sin’s words, everyone started preparing for the meal as if used to it.

“Huh.”

Feeling like he should help in this atmosphere, Cha Song-jin awkwardly stood up and lingered around the kitchen area, but what fell was Han Seo-hyeon’s stern command.

“You’re in the way, so just sit on that sofa with Boss!”

At those words, he turned his head back embarrassedly to see Kang Yi-sin sitting on the sofa waving his hand as if telling him to come sit here. Cha Song-jin ignored that gesture and stood stiffly in the living room staring at the wall.

‘What on earth is this situation.’

That thought was interrupted by Han Seo-hyeon’s words.

“Come sit down.”

At those words, Cha Song-jin hesitantly sat in his seat. The 4-person dining table was packed with four people sitting.

He thought they would bring out preserved food at best, or instant food, but the dinner was much more proper than expected.

Soybean paste stew with beef brisket with rolled omelette. Stir-fried sausage and vegetables with side dishes of herbs. There were an unbelievably large number of dishes and the preparation was perfect for an 18-year-old boy to have made.

It had been a long time since he saw such a well-prepared meal.

To think that necromancer kid made all this? As Cha Song-jin opened his mouth with a surprised face, rice and soup bowls were placed in front of him with a thud. A ‘thud’ when placing bowls.

“Seo-hyeon, be careful. You almost spilled it.”

“Ah, ah. My hand slipped since there’s more prepared than usual.”

Lies! It’s just because you dislike me! Cha Song-jin bit his lip. To think he would get the cold shoulder even after coming all this way.

“Well then, everyone have a delicious dinner…”

Before Kang Yi-sin finished speaking, Kim Jae-ho’s chopsticks were fast. Seeing Kim Jae-ho’s chopsticks scooping up the rolled omelette, Kang Yi-sin said as if giving up:

“Let’s eat.”

Only then did Cha Song-jin, who had been just watching, pick up his chopsticks.

His stomach rumbled weakly. Though he hadn’t thought about food at all until just now, when the delicious smell touched his nose, he became unbearably hungry.

‘Come to think of it, I haven’t eaten in a while. What I ate at the Top was mostly junk food.’

Just looking at the dining table made his mouth water.

Hmph, it may look good but it’s sure to taste bad. He muttered that internally and took his first bite, but what’s this.

‘It’s, it’s delicious!’

Cha Song-jin quickly emptied the rice and soup bowls in front of him. Every side dish he picked up was perfect for his taste. Cha Song-jin glanced at Han Seo-hyeon.

Indeed a talent worthy of being in charge of meals for this Weltschmerz!

After eating, he peeled and ate tangerines Kang Yi-sin gave him, and after finishing the tangerines, he even brushed his teeth with the toothbrush Kang Yi-sin handed him.

‘Wh-what is this!’

When he came to his senses, wasn’t he completely relaxed like he was visiting a friend’s house!

‘Dangerous! Get a grip, Cha Song-jin. This, this is Weltschmerz’s base. You don’t know when they’ll gut you. They say even if you’re dragged into a tiger’s den, you can survive if you keep your wits about you. Right, right. I need to keep my wits about me…’

Otherwise how could he escape from here. Whether knowing or not knowing Cha Song-jin’s thoughts, Kang Yi-sin was just yawning with a carefree face.

“Yaaawn, I’m sleepy.”

“I wonder what you were doing last time not sleeping at all, to be constantly dozing off like a sick chicken.”

At the vicious muttering, Cha Song-jin looked at Han Seo-hyeon with a stiff face. Kang Yi-sin scratched his head and asked with his head tilted:

“Hm, Seo-hyeon? Did you call me?”

“It’s nothing.”

Only Cha Song-jin nearby heard Han Seo-hyeon’s gloomy voice. The resentment thickly coating his voice made even his spine chill, but Kang Yi-sin who didn’t hear Han Seo-hyeon’s words was still nonchalant.

“Ah, right. This isn’t the time for this. I should show Cha Song-jin his room.”

“M-my room?”

“Well, we should sleep separately tonight. Unless there’s someone you want to sleep with?”

At Kang Yi-sin’s joke, Cha Song-jin hurriedly waved his hands.

As if anyone would want to sleep with any of you! I’d refuse even a truckload of villains like you!

Seeing Cha Song-jin’s disgusted expression, Kang Yi-sin burst out laughing. His face looked so young that Cha Song-jin closed his mouth tightly.

‘Even though he looks like that, he’s a villain, a villain, Weltschmerz.’

He must not forget that fact.

The room Kang Yi-sin gave Cha Song-jin was facing Kang Yi-sin’s room. With funny nameplates attached to each door, it was very easy to tell which room belonged to whom.

Opening the door with nothing attached, an empty room with nothing inside appeared. Looking at the gloomy room that seemed like ghosts might come out, Cha Song-jin screamed internally.

‘Why on earth is even this room painted black!’

As if reading his mind, Kang Yi-sin said:

“Ah, it’s too empty right? But don’t worry. We may not have friends, but we have plenty of bedding.”

Cha Song-jin was startled at Kang Yi-sin’s words.

‘What’s with this dad joke.’

Despite looking young, his sense of humor was terribly old-fashioned. Is this why he said his mental age is higher than he looks? Should I laugh anyway? While Cha Song-jin was deliberating, Kang Yi-sin took out bedding and roughly made the bed.

“Sleep here tonight and we’ll talk details tomorrow.”

“T-talk? What details…”

“Well, things like your treatment.”

Treatment, huh. Cha Song-jin gulped. As expected, this seemingly gentle atmosphere now is all fake. They are Weltschmerz, those vicious villains after all.

“Ah, right. I should give you clothes to change into too. Wait!”

So why are you speaking so friendly!

Cha Song-jin clenched his fist, feeling wronged for no reason.

* * *

After telling Cha Song-jin a few points to be careful about, Kang Yi-sin went straight into his own room.

Those points to be careful about were very simple.

‘Don’t enter the other kids’ rooms, and call him if anything happens? Who does he think I am, an 8-year-old child?’

Cha Song-jin blinked as he lay down. He really couldn’t tell if he had come to the base of the infamously vicious Weltschmerz, or if he was on a school trip.

It was too lax, far too lax. Even if they didn’t tie him up, he thought they would at least lock him in the room, but they just left him without any locks.

He even said to take food from the fridge anytime if he gets hungry at night, meaning he’s allowed to walk around.

‘I wonder why they’re leaving me like this when I might run away.’

Of course, he had no intention of running away at all. Where would he go when he doesn’t even know where this is. But still. It’s just too lax.

‘Geez, who am I worrying about. I should just sleep.’

Click, someone opened his door.

“Eek!”

“Hey, you wanna talk with us for a bit?”

Han Seo-hyeon standing crookedly in the doorway pointed at him.

“Me?”

“Well, is there anyone else there besides you?”

Cha Song-jin got up from his spot with trembling eyes. What on earth do they want to talk about… Frightened Cha Song-jin quietly came out as Han Seo-hyeon directed.

“Sit there.”

“Here?”

What Han Seo-hyeon pointed to was some shabby chair. Its shape was quite strange, as if they had picked up something that was about to be thrown away. Cha Song-jin carefully sat there. Somehow it felt much more uncomfortable than other chairs. Well, it would be stranger to be comfortable in this atmosphere.

‘No, really, my body feels heavy and my spine is tingling for some reason.’

But the atmosphere made it difficult to ask to change chairs.

Han Seo-hyeon said to Cha Song-jin who was fidgeting:

“Boss might be thinking of accepting you, but we’re against it.”

Though he says ‘we’, Kim Jae-ho doesn’t seem to be thinking anything. As if reading Cha Song-jin’s thoughts, Han Seo-hyeon hit Kim Jae-ho’s side.

“That’s right, we’re against it!”

He looks scary, but this… isn’t he an idiot? At Han Seo-hyeon’s gesture, Kim Jae-ho opened his mouth.

“For such an esteemed person to come to such a humble place. It’s unbelievable.”

Han Seo-hyeon’s face crumpled at Kim Jae-ho’s words.

“You should say the opposite.”

“Why? There’s nothing wrong.”

“What do you mean nothing’s wrong. It’s different from what I said.”

“Humble is exactly what describes our home, right? Dirty and messy.”

“It’s not dirty! Do you know how hard I clean?”

At those words, Cha Song-jin bit his lip. He almost laughed. Han Seo-hyeon said with an expression of disbelief at Kim Jae-ho’s words:

“Leaving that aside, why is that guy an esteemed person?”

“You said his talent is precious. So isn’t it right to say an esteemed person came to a humble place?”

“When you say it like that, it sounds like we’re welcoming that guy! I don’t like him!”

“But I didn’t say anything wrong!”

Before he knew it, those two were genuinely grabbing each other’s collars and getting angry.

‘If, if it’s going to be like this, I wish they’d tell me to go back in.’

Cha Song-jin fidgeted his butt watching their fight. He was getting more and more uncomfortable.

‘Damn it.’

Whatever it is, he wished they would just hurry up and say it.

“Fine, what’s the point of me and hyung fighting. The important thing is that guy.”

Being called ‘that guy’ and ‘this guy’ by someone much younger than him couldn’t feel good, but Cha Song-jin endured it.

“You don’t fit with Weltschmerz.”

But this statement was too irritating to just listen to. No, I have no intention of joining there!

“I don’t want to become Weltschmerz either…”

“What? What’s wrong with our Weltschmerz! Why don’t you like it?”

What tune are you telling me to dance to!

Cha Song-jin was at a loss.

“I just want to go back…”

He didn’t want to use polite speech to a kid only eighteen years old, but the atmosphere made it impossible to speak casually.

“That’s not possible. Boss said he needs you.”

What are they really telling him to do. Cha Song-jin sighed looking at the fickle Han Seo-hyeon.

“Then what do you want me to do?”

“Say you absolutely won’t join Weltschmerz.”

At that moment, the door quietly opened. Kang Yi-sin, who they thought was sleeping, was glaring at them through the crack in the door.

“Aaack! B-Boss!”

Han Seo-hyeon screamed and tumbled backwards. Kim Jae-ho stretched out his hand and caught Han Seo-hyeon’s waist. Looking very tired with dark circles under his eyes, Kang Yi-sin messed up his hair sticking out in all directions and opened his mouth.

“I was wondering what you were talking about.”

“Y-you woke up?”

“Of course. You two were fighting so loudly. I thought you were trying to wake me up.”

Han Seo-hyeon’s face turned pale at Kang Yi-sin’s appearance.

“Th-then perhaps…”

“Yes, I heard everything. I understand your thoughts for Weltschmerz, but I’m the leader for now. So let’s leave bringing in members to me for now.”

“But…”

Kang Yi-sin gestured Han Seo-hyeon back with his hand. Han Seo-hyeon bit his lip and stepped back. Kang Yi-sin sat on the sofa and looked at Cha Song-jin as he opened his mouth.

“I was going to talk tomorrow, but since it’s come to this, let’s talk today.”

“Urk.”

Kang Yi-sin said to Cha Song-jin who swallowed his breath:

“Though the situation has become like this, we can’t just let you go.”