Avoid Yandere Constellation

5 hours ago.

I looked at the items in the cash shop.

The item was none other than the Phantom Clone.

It was similar to Vilg’s unique skill.

However, the difference was that the Phantom Clone item could speak and not only create clones but also make the enemy see illusions when they let their guard down.

Of course, the drawback was that the enemy had to be completely off guard and have low levels of magic, divinity, aura, and mana.

And if the enemy was even 0.1% alert, it was impossible to make them see illusions.

Based on Vilg’s actions in the previous loop, he would definitely let his guard down.

I didn’t know much about him, but after killing me, he had a psychopathic expression on his face.

Moreover, Vilg was only specialized in assassination, so his magic power was probably not that high.

The proof was that in the previous loop, he could only summon one phantom clone.

This alone was enough to show that while he might be skilled in illusions and assassination, his magic power was undoubtedly low.

I turned my gaze to the cash item bug, which was different from the one Vilg was using as it had a recording function.

This would be enough evidence against the Cult.

The preparations were perfect. With trembling hands, I purchased the two items.

[500 points have been consumed.]

The 500 points I obtained from my death disappeared before my eyes.

But… where do these points come from?

As I was wondering, the purchased items appeared out of thin air at the perfect timing.

[The Goddess of Fate stares at you with wide eyes.]

So, this is how it works.

I thought someone would bring me the items, but they appeared out of thin air as if they were created from nothing.

Damn. The Constellation will surely find this interesting.

In this situation, she might think that I created the items.

But there’s nothing I can do about it. What’s important is the present.

Without this method, it’s almost impossible for me to avoid Vilg’s assassination in my current situation.

My image, or rather, Kaine’s image, is nothing more than a good-for-nothing in the eyes of the family.

Most people would dismiss it as nonsense if someone said they were being targeted.

Of course, my personal maid Lise would believe me, but there’s no guarantee that she would defeat Vilg.

And it’s better for me to solve this and earn the merit myself. That way, I have a higher chance of not getting kicked out of the family.

The family’s assassins might not even try to kill me.

But just in case, it’s better to call Lise.

The probability needs to be as high as possible. To be honest, even if I return to the previous loop with Return by Death, there’s no guarantee that the points will return.

No, in my opinion, it’s more likely that they won’t.

Since it’s the same system ability, it’ll probably stay the same.

As I was lost in deep thought, a chilling message came from the Constellation.

[The Goddess of Fate looks at you with a twisted smile.]

No, please don’t look at me like that…

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3 hours later.

Lise looked at the clone that looked exactly like me with a curious expression.

I glanced at her eyes. They had the look of a child who had found a toy they wanted.

[The Goddess of Fate takes a keen interest in you.]

Not only Lise but also the Constellation showed a similar reaction.

Of course, the Constellation was more interested in me than in the clone.

Am I doing this right?

For some reason, I had a vision of dying from a heart attack while being locked up, but it was probably just my imagination.

I took out a notebook from the desk and wrote down the plan.

-This thing that looks exactly like me is a Phantom Clone item. I’ll use it to make Vilg let his guard down. Do you understand so far?

Lise nodded at my question. I continued to write.

-When he lets his guard down after killing me, you’ll ambush and knock him out. If you fail, don’t hesitate to kill him. I’ll take care of the evidence.

-Yes, I understand.

After finishing the strategy meeting, we started the massage again to trick Vilg.

The dawn had arrived.

Lise cautiously opened the window after confirming that Kaine’s clone had left.

A chilly breeze blew, cooling her flushed face. She stepped outside and fanned herself with her hand.

Sir, why are you so good at massages?

Kaine seemed to think that Lise was pretending to make lewd sounds to trick Vilg, but that wasn’t the case.

She genuinely enjoyed his massage, which is why she made those sounds.

Were her shoulders really that tense?

She thought to herself as she touched her shoulders.

They definitely felt much lighter than before.

There’s no reason for them to be tense.

She said, glancing at her slightly swollen chest.

…There must be a reason.

But that’s not important right now. What’s important is to focus on killing the assassin.

Lise followed Kaine’s clone out the window with a determined look on her face.

Hmm… It really looks exactly like Sir.

She had been watching over Kaine since he was a child, and without lying, his habits, gait, and aura were all identical.

She wanted to take the clone to her room and tie it up with ropes so it couldn’t escape, but unfortunately, she had to sacrifice the precious clone.

…Keeping the body wouldn’t be a bad idea.

Lise deeply considered the thought that would have made Kaine shudder, but she shook her head, thinking that it was still too much.

As she watched with a slightly disappointed heart, Vilg appeared behind the clone as if he had been waiting.

…He’s definitely the assassin.

Suddenly, she remembered Kaine asking her about Vilg earlier at the mansion.

He must have known that Vilg was the culprit from the beginning.

That would make sense. From asking about Vilg’s identity as soon as he entered the mansion to finding the bug hidden in the pillow.

If Kaine knew from the start that Vilg was an assassin from the Cult, his behavior at the mansion today made sense.

But how did he find out?

To be honest, even the David family’s assassins, including herself, couldn’t find the Cult’s spy.

No, they didn’t even have a solid hunch. Yet Kaine had information that they didn’t know.

It’s highly likely that he also knew that the head of the family was trying to kick him out. After all, just a few hours ago, Kaine told her to knock him out.

Of course, he said to kill him if she failed, but the top priority was to knock him out.

He also said he would take care of the evidence.

A chill ran down her arms at Kaine’s cunning.

How far can Sir see? Could he even know about my room?

As Lise was stroking her goosebump-covered arms, Kaine’s clone started walking hastily.

Vilg was following behind, matching his steps.

…Why didn’t he kill him?

It’s a bit rude to say, but Kaine’s abilities were only slightly better than an average person’s.

An assassin like Vilg could have easily killed the clone.

Let’s wait. Sir said to attack after the clone is killed.

Lise held back her desire to tear Vilg apart and watched the situation.

Not long after, the clone found another Vilg. Lise’s eyes widened in surprise.

Two Vilgs?

She didn’t understand the situation at first, but she soon realized.

His unique skill must be the Phantom Clone technique.

It was a well-known skill among assassins.

Now she understood why Kaine didn’t kill Vilg right away.

The Phantom Clone technique could only create illusions, not kill people.

She was once again impressed by Kaine’s foresight.

This is something I should report to the head of the family.

If I report the spy’s identity and Kaine’s current actions to the head of the family, he won’t be kicked out of the family.

As a bonus, the assassins won’t kill him either.

So, I can’t fail. If I do, Kaine’s plan will be useless.

As she was thinking this, Vilg killed Kaine’s clone. At the same time, he excitedly muttered something.

When you think everything is over, that’s when you let your guard down the most.

Lise took out a dagger coated with sleeping anesthesia from a holster on her slightly plump thigh. Without hesitation, she imbued it with magic power and threw it at Vilg’s arm.

-Whoosh!

Since he was off guard, even a glancing blow would deal significant damage.

As she prepared to strike, Vilg dodged the dagger she threw by bending down.

“What?! You dodged that?”

Lise’s expression turned as cold as ice due to the unexpected variable.

This won’t do. I’ll kill him.

Thinking that there was no other choice, Lise was about to kill Vilg with her dagger when…

-Thud!

Vilg fell to the floor, staring at the red carpet.

Huh? Is he pretending to be unconscious to make me let my guard down?

She cautiously looked ahead.

But…

Contrary to her expectations, Vilg’s phantom clone had already disappeared.

Is he really unconscious?

She shook her head, unable to understand the situation.

-Thump. Thump.

Someone was approaching from the other side. Soon, Kaine approached with a smirk on his face.

“As expected. This guy is unconscious.”

“What happened?”

“Hmm? It’s nothing. This clone has a device that automatically creates an illusion when it dies.”

“I see.”

Hearing his words, Lise replied with a slightly deflated voice. Seeing this, Kaine explained as if he was making an excuse.

“Oh, it’s not that I don’t trust you, Lise. I just didn’t want you to get hurt, so I set up this device. After all, the safer it is, the better, right?”

“Thank you for your consideration, Sir. What should we do with this guy?”

“Hmm. First, we should tie him up so he can’t escape. Then, I think it would be good to tell my father tomorrow.”

“Yes, I understand. I’ll take care of tying him up.”

At Lise’s firm words, Kaine scratched his head awkwardly.

Lise took out magic-sealing handcuffs and ropes from her pocket dimension ring and turned Vilg over to tie him up.

“Sir, this guy is smiling.”

“Well, he must be dreaming about a successful assassination.”

The two of them tied Vilg’s hands with the magic handcuffs and his body with ropes to prevent him from moving.

The next day.

“Haaam. No matter how comfortable the bed is, waking up is always tiring, no matter where you sleep.”

I muttered as I got up, still feeling groggy, and walked down the corridor.

I headed to the noble-exclusive shower room in the mansion. After a quick shower, I returned to my room feeling refreshed.

At the door, Lise stood with her hands clasped together, waiting quietly.

“Lise, is something wrong?”

At my question, she turned to me with a serious expression.

“Sir, the head of the family wants to see you in his room.”

“I understand. Let’s go now.”

I touched the recording device in my pocket and followed Lise’s lead.

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