I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 14
Chapter 14 – How to Win Without Lifting a Finger
Dovan’s gaze took in the sight before him: thick golden eyes shimmering seductively through lush, snow-white lashes, smooth and sleek cheeks, a refreshing set of lips below them, a straight nose, and a sharp jawline. A chilling smile spread across his face as he thought to himself.
“Ah…! The Demon King has truly blessed me! To find a specimen that so perfectly resembles the failed experiment subject!”
Lian, having never seen his reflection in a mirror, did not realize what his face looked like, though he was, unbeknownst to himself, in possession of a countenance handsome enough to be mistaken for Iris’s brother, as described in the original story.
‘I’ve found another thing to take care of before I return!’
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Forgetting earlier concerns, Dovan chuckled softly under his breath and took a step forward with the intention of seizing Lian.
Squish.
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There was the parasite on the floor, crawling toward Dovan, which he had previously thrown away. He stepped on the squishy parasite, causing his foot to slide forward.
‘Ah, what..?’
It felt as though time had slowed down drastically. His vision jolted involuntarily to the ceiling. A sharp pain then spread from the back of his head.
Thud!
“Cough -…!”
He fell backward, hitting his head, and collapsed to the ground.
“Eh?! What, what was that sound?”
Lian looked around, alarmed. No matter where he looked, there was nothing that could have made the noise.
The black parasite had become invisible after sticking to Dovan’s shoe.
“Is it a noise from somewhere else? I hope nothing serious has happened… Kids, I’ll go check it out!”
Worried that something significant had occurred, Lian said goodbye to the children and rushed off. The kids, too, were frightened by the loud noise and scurried away.
“Grrk…”
Dovan, clutching the back of his head, groaned and managed to get up. A lump the size of a fist had formed where he hit his head.
“Damn brats!”
He cursed, completely forgetting that he was supposed to be hiding his presence. To Dovan, the truth was irrelevant; all that had happened was due to the parasite he had discarded earlier.
‘I need to just get the ingredients and then kill everyone else.’
He couldn’t cool down his anger unless he carried out this plan. As he thought so and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips, he spotted a black light twinkling out of the corner of his eye. His black magic, still indicating the direction of the poisonous plants, was still activated.
‘Huff.. first, I have to find the poisonous plants, get the ingredients, and then make this place a cesspool before I escape.’
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Chuckling inwardly, he followed the black light, moving forward. He ended up in the spacious kitchen.
The black light was circling above a glass jar on one side of the kitchen.
***
“Hmm, did I hear it wrong?”
After checking every corner of the house, Lian could not find any place that could have produced such a loud noise. He pondered lightly.
‘Did Mia produce a loud noise with an experiment?’
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Mia had said there would be no experiments today because she needed to prepare for a new one.
He suspected that perhaps an experiment had gone awry. Aside from that, there wasn’t much else to surmise.
‘I’ll have to ask about it later.’
With that thought, he moved toward the kitchen. It was time to prepare a meal.
“What should I prepare for today?”
Mia had return from outside and had bought some quality meat and vegetables, allowing for a plentiful meal. However, he had no intention of splurging.
‘You never know when ingredients will run out; I can’t use them recklessly!’
Mia consistently topped up the stock, and the comedy filter allowed for the procurement of some ingredients, but with the number of mouths to feed, he never knew when supplies might run out.
‘The meat spoils quickly, so I should use it generously.’
Thinking it was about time to grill some meat, he entered the kitchen.
Roll, roll.
“Huh?”
The sound of something rolling caught his attention. Looking over, he saw the glass jar filled with tea leaves that had fallen over.
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“Why did that fall?”
Had the children been playing a prank?
Approaching the fallen jar intending to set it upright, he accidentally nudged it with a careless touch.
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Roll, roll—the jar threatened to tumble to the floor. In a panic, Lian bent low and managed to grasp it.
Thud!
“Phew, that was close.”
Relieved inwardly, he got up and placed the jar of tea leaves back in its original spot.
‘Ah, better put this away so the kids can’t reach it.’
He picked up the jar and stepped back twice, contemplating where to store it to keep it out of the children’s reach.
‘It’s probably best to place it up high.’
It seemed wise to put it on a higher shelf.
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***
As Lian contemplated where to place the jar of tea leaves, Dovan was gasping for breath in a disheveled state.
“Huff, puff… Damn him…”
There’s a common scene in comedy animations.
Someone with ill intentions approaching another person and as if by a twist of fate, trips over a flyer that comes flying in and obscures their vision, or at the moment they attempt to strike the back of the other’s head, they slip, and the blow lands on themselves.
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No matter how awfully the one with malicious intent rolls on the ground after such a mishap, the intended victim remains completely unaware and continues doing their thing calmly.
The person who narrowly escaped harm looks at the perpetrator who approached with ill intent and has now fallen with a startled expression.
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It was a common trope.
Unaffected by Dovan’s repertoire, regardless of how fiercely he thrashed about on the floor or how he cursed, his voice just didn’t reach Lian.
‘I’ll grab him this time, for sure!’
Grinding his teeth and shaking his shoulders violently, Dovan’s previously neat hair was now tousled, and various scrapes and bruises discolored his skin.
He was fuming because of the recent events.
Just as Lian was entering the kitchen, Dovan had been startled by the sudden noise and lost his grip on the jar of tea leaves. Realizing the newcomer was Lian, he thought things were going his way.
“Why did that fall?”
When he saw Lian coming closer to set the jar upright, he was convinced that everything had come to an end. He could almost see the splendid masterpiece he would make.
At the moment Lian came within reach, Dovan prepared a binding spell in his hand and reached out to Lian. Just as Dovan’s hand was about to catch Lian!
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Roll, roll.
“Ah!”
Lian ducked to catch the falling jar.
Swoosh!
“Huh…?”
As a result, Dovan’s arm cut through the air roughly. The arm that had been filled with desperate desire swung back with such force that it hit Dovan himself.
Shrrrk!
Black chains appeared and began to wrap around his body. They coiled tightly over his entire form and silenced his mouth.
“Ugh…!”
He fell like a bowling pin and squirmed on the floor. His face twisted hideously from the unforeseen circumstance.
His eyes bulged, blood vessels on the verge of bursting.
‘Disengage!’
He hastened to undo the magic and finally managed to get up. Meanwhile, Lian was placing the jar of tea leaves back in its original location.
“Huff, puff… This time for sure!”
Dovan, charged with excitement, glinted his eyes and lunged at Lian. Just then, Lian stepped back twice, and Dovan’s arm swept through the air.
“…!”
His body leaned forward disproportionately. With weak legs and arms inflated with force, his body began to tumble forward.
“Cough!”
He rolled over and over until he hit a wall with his face and stopped. Fate saw him stagger back to his feet.
‘This time – absolutely… I will not make a mistake!’
Even riled up by excitement, Dovan was a black mage accustomed to casting spells from a distance.
He raised his wand, directing it toward Lian, levitating a torture spell in the air.
‘For such an insult against me… you will pay.’
Dovan grinned wickedly as he completed the black magic. As he was about to cast the spell with a swing of his wand.
“Yo!”
Into the kitchen came the guest that Mia had mentioned.
“Huh? Lania?”
Lian looked over with surprised eyes as Lania, who had approached without any sound, sniffed around next to him.
‘Ah – nooooooooo…’
Time seemed to slow down drastically for Dovan. He wanted to stop the magic immediately, but his cast arm would not obey; the finished spell could not be undone.
Shwoooooosh…
“Mummmmergghhh -..!”
Dovan’s voice stretched long and slow as the hurled spell shot towards Lian. Or rather, it was aimed at Lania, who was now standing beside him.
Dovan, now with tears and snot streaming down his face, looked horrified as his spell was about to hit Lania.
“… ”
“Cough..!”
In the slowed down time, Lania glanced over at Dovan. Her movement was natural as if she wasn’t subject to the passage of time at all.
Swoosh!
Lania swatted her hand lightly, as if shooing away a buzzing insect.
Pah!
The spell, which was hurtling toward Lania and Lian, was deflected.
“Gak..!”
The repelled spell turned back and struck Dovan square in the chest.
“Gaahh!”
Dovan screamed and foamed at the mouth as he collapsed.