The Devil's Contract Lover - Chapter 14

“Correct a mistake?”

“Yes, you really hate unreasonable things, don’t you?”

The feeling of being favored was wonderful. Being favored by someone who held power was like melting into scorched honey.

In a trance, Yao Yuan grasped the point that was amiss: “You want to punish that class teacher?”

As soon as the words left her mouth, she let out a self-deprecating laugh: Even after being completely tormented by the other party, she still hadn’t remembered the class teacher’s real name, which had been mentioned numerous times.

It seemed everyone only saw others as masked passers-by, never taking them to heart. The anger that had been burning in her heart immediately emptied out, leaving only a faint sense of grievance and unwillingness.

“Don’t you want to? Punishing evil aligns with your views.”

“Evil? It is a kind of evil, indeed, but your punishment will definitely exceed her sin, won’t it?” Yao Yuan straightened up and jumped down from the desk: “Using a more evil method to deal with evil—no matter how you think about it, there’s a problem.”

She thought the Devil would take the hint, but Starlight did not.

“It’s different. Our starting points are completely different.” Starlight took Yao Yuan’s wrist and pressed her into the swiveling boss chair.

“What’s the difference? Both are simply evil acts of bullying the weak.”

The pressure on her shoulder suddenly intensified, and Yao Yuan quickly clamped her mouth shut.

“Xiao Yuan, please don’t compare me to a maggot, okay?” A hint of murderous intent could be heard in the smile.

“Okay, okay.” Yao Yuan instantly shrunk into a ball, her limbs nervously retreating into the chair.

“Rather than punishment, it’s more like revenge.” The lips were too close to her ear, making it tickle.

“Revenge for what?” Yao Yuan covered her ear with one hand, blocking the speaker’s mouth.

“Revenge for my lover.”

“Is that so? Then it’s not needed. I don’t need revenge.” Right after the refusal, Yao Yuan was suddenly dominated by curiosity: “But what were you originally planning to do?”

If Starlight didn’t intend to kill anyone, perhaps there was no need for an outright rejection. A minor lesson for that peculiar villain truly seemed like maintaining justice.

“Very simple. Let her experience a few minor things—things she habitually does, and claims not to mind.”

Yao Yuan looked into Starlight’s eyes, and in the surging darkness, she couldn’t help but tremble: “There’s no need to go that far… her impact on my life is not…”

“What about others? Do you think this is the first time she’s done this, and will it be the last time?” The Devil hooked her neck, pressing her back tightly against the chair.

“…What does that have to do with me?” Yao Yuan tightly gripped the armrests. Why did she have to be the one to punish the bad person?

“Indeed. Humans are always afraid of being splattered with blood.” The Devil’s hand soothingly undid her ponytail and stroked her long hair.

“What do you mean by that? I won’t fall for your provocation—if you want revenge, do it yourself!” She simply closed her eyes.

Yes, I am afraid. Afraid of being beguiled by the Devil and committing the same crime in my ignorance.

Sheets of paper suddenly fluttered and folded in front of the desk, and a computer screen facing Yao Yuan turned on.

“Do you want to try it? The feeling of controlling everything.” The Devil’s hand climbed onto Yao Yuan’s hand. Cold, almost transparently white fingers pinched her soft ring finger, guiding her hand toward the desktop.

“What did you do to this company?”

“Very simple. If you wish, it will belong to you.” The Devil whispered in her ear: “Don’t worry about me raising the price. Compared to your soul, these things are not worth mentioning.”

“…”

This was the first time Yao Yuan had been acknowledged like this. What was the price of a human soul? Generally speaking, it surely wouldn’t exceed that of a massive company.

The vast majority of people could not become wealthy even by selling their souls. Wealth was absolutely not something “not worth mentioning” in the Devil’s mouth; it was full of attraction for humans.

“What’s wrong? This revenge doesn’t involve any bloodshed.” The Devil continued to persuade: “She wanted to fire you; you fire her. The result is quite fair.”

“I refuse.” The human, being watched by the Devil, suddenly broke free from the restraint and bumped against the desk. She ignored the small bruise on her arm and instead turned back to confront the Devil with her resolute eyes.

“Refusing your lover’s kindness for the sake of a mere maggot??”

She could see the Devil’s expression: Starlight was devoid of any smile, filled only with danger.

“You’re right, she is indeed a maggot, and this maggot tried to trample on my self-respect. She used lies to frame me, and perhaps even cursed me to fall into the dust.”

“So what? Your current actions are illogical.”

“No, the logic is… she only tried to trample on my self-respect, while you are already bestowing it upon me.” Yao Yuan shook her head in self-mockery: “You never considered my self-respect. To you, humans don’t possess such a thing, do they, Starlight?”

The Devil was silent for a second. This second felt very long to her, but was only a flash to the human.

“This is not a bestowal; it is my love for you.”

“Love?”

“Affection.” Starlight looked up: “I like you. I would never lie to you.”

Her heart pounded violently. Unknown emotions permeated her heart at that moment.

[I like you.]

Her breathing became erratic. Who could resist such a sincere declaration… wait, was it truly a declaration?

The buzzing in her ears was slowly covered by a single voice.

[A devil does not lie; it uses the truth to mislead you away from the facts.]

Yes, love and liking are broad. Humans can dote on cats. Humans say they like chocolate. Those are also love and liking.

So Yao Yuan picked up the scattered fake documents on the desk, tore them into pieces without even looking at the seals and text: They were just things the Devil conjured up to deceive her anyway.

Amidst the fluttering snowflakes of paper, she gave a spirited smile: “Maggots are stuck in the pie. Plenty of people are willing to eat it, plenty are willing to become maggots, plenty are willing to punish maggots. That is a trial for the climbers, and this trial does not belong to me.”

“Don’t you want to see the view from the high place, Xiao Yuan? It’s a view many people never see in their entire lives.”

“The view from the high place? Ah, are you implying power? Implying the kind of power that lets an email make someone you dislike roll out of sight, or a single cough make interested parties fear?”

Stomp, stomp, stomp, Swoosh—Yao Yuan yanked open the curtains, exposing the entire room to sunlight. She leaned down and glanced out. Below the high-rise, people came and went, bustling with activity.

“I’ve seen it. It’s enough.” As she turned, Starlight walked toward her step by step.

She tilted her face up toward the approaching Devil: “The one who steps on a maggot can be a bigger maggot, or an upright human, or a pot of boiling water. In any case, it shouldn’t be me, the one who made a deal with the Devil.”

“I understand.” Starlight gently embraced her, running fingers through her long hair in the sunlight: “I respect your choice.”

As for the specific punishment for the maggot, of course, there’s no need to tell her lover. Those things are not worth mentioning.

Their faces grew closer and closer, as if some boundary had loudly shattered.

Click, something was indeed opened.

The middle-aged woman who opened the door stared blankly at the scene in the office: “You, you all…” For a moment, she didn’t know if she was dreaming or if someone was going mad.

The tall, black-haired woman placed a finger on her own lips in front of the woman, and then, with the girl in her arms, vanished in a flash of light.