Author: Oronguin-sensei

Title: Save the villain

Chapter 1: Kijiro, the cursed child

A group of young, malnourished children find themselves being bullied by two adult men. It seems that these big men of thirty years of age want to take away the little children who are not older than five.

They are in a building in very poor condition. It was about to fall, and there were more than twenty children inside. This building is an orphanage built by a pious nobleman with the children of orphaned commoners, and he sends money for the construction of this building.

Very unfortunate. The situation of the children is terrible, and right now there is not much food to feed them. For that reason, these guys come to see if there is the slightest possibility that any of the children have magic and thus exchange it for money, but if there is not, just give it to the monsters that live in the forest.

One of the men roared in anger: Enough! You must behave well and always pay attention to what we say. "We are the ones who take care of you, and we are not bad," he said calmly, watching how the little children trembling and crying calm down to see him. He continued speaking, "Okay! Now I want a line of all of you right now; this is important because a person from the group of monster hunters will come to see if you have the slightest chance of becoming one and serving the kingdom," he said simply and boredom, but for most of the children, they were very happy, not knowing what awaits them.

The man standing next to the guy who had calmed down the twenty little children watched with delight as Peter managed to trick these children into obeying him.

The companion spoke: "Pedro, that was great, and sometimes I envy the ability you have to deceive these innocent souls," he said in a whisper in Pedro's ear.

Pedro heard the congratulations of his colleague Joel and felt proud that they envied him this ability. Whenever he can deceive, and not only children, he also deceives adults to take their money without it being seen as theft. He's great, and he knows it.

Pedro puffed out his chest and calmly looked at the children lined up in a row and observed the last child named Kijiro, a normal child like any other, but since he arrived out of nowhere 2 months ago everything went down; no child had had magic again, and that's why he was left without money, and there wasn't enough food and water before Kijiro arrived; there was even more, but for some reason it seems to disappear, or maybe it's a curse.

Snapping out of his thoughts, he saw the strange appearance and even stranger aptitude of this brat. He admitted it: he really wanted to chase this child away because it always gave him a strange and chilling sensation. He still remembers the time she appeared out of nowhere in his room and looked at him with those lifeless black eyes to ask him if he had sold the children—a smart boy.

Now, without paying attention, he motioned to Joel to start the strategy and get rid of the brats and thus have all the money in this orphanage.

Joel immediately saw the sign and left the backyard where the children are lined up. He quickly headed to the main room to disguise himself as a "demon hunter." Having done this, he went behind the door to hear Peter's call and take these children into the forest, never to be heard from again.

Pedro saw from the corner of his eye that Joel was waiting for the call to make his entrance as a supposed demon hunter and take the brats to the forest—a very simple plan that occurred to him, and he took advantage of the fact that it was night to do it. After all, in this remote area, a village where birds don't shit is poor, and money is the most important thing besides food. He tried to sell them to a slave trader, but he didn't want them because of the low quality, and he was only lucky to sell two little girls for the good price of a silver coin, something that left him happy and angry with these leftover brats who didn't. They serve no purpose.

Looking at the innocent faces of the children in a row who were talking and smiling happily, inflating their small breasts to show that they are strong, he admits it. The first time he felt sorry for them, but now he just sees it as something natural and feels no remorse for murdering these children who see him as a father figure.

Pedro spoke: "I like what you do; keep laughing and be happy so that the big man comes and sees that there are happy little children who will be great hunters," he said, smiling with feigned sincerity.

The little children looked at the figure they saw as a father and began to smile happily out loud, enjoying the talk and commenting that they wanted to be great hunters and hunt dragons too. There was one who said he wanted to hunt a giant cow to give a lot of food to everyone who didn't have it.

Pedro was unfazed by anything and just stood frozen watching the happy atmosphere with the laughter of the little children laughing happily. Then he felt a strong gaze looking directly into his soul.

Pedro looked up to look for that strong look that gave him chills and saw with amazement that in the corner and end of the row is Kijiro, the cursed child. He observes him with repulsion and hatred. It's like I can see his soul.

Kijiro felt Pedro looking back at him and didn't get intimidated or lower his gaze. He continued to look at him and showed him the hatred he felt. I knew very well what was about to happen to these children: They would be killed outside the forest.

He is not a five-year-old boy; he is actually a reincarnate. I lived in Brazil. I was reading a novel where the protagonists were happy and managed to kill the villain and defeat the monster queen in order to receive the recognition of the world, but the villain was actually the one who had managed to find the weakness of that creature. and she was unjustly blamed and therefore imprisoned, where she would be abused by men to death.

Two months ago, he came to this world and suspects that he was reincarnated in the world of the novel he was reading. There was magic, evil creatures, and kingdoms, respectively, so the possibility of being here is very high.

But he never imagined that he would become an orphaned boy of five or six years old. I was in a poorly built orphanage in some poor village, and twenty little children were very malnourished but always happy. Something that caused sadness was the fact that he saw with his own eyes how Pedro took two little girls, and his curiosity was great, so he followed them, and what he saw was terrifying to tell the truth. He watched Pedro kneeling and pleading for the fat man riding in a carriage pulled by two two-headed wolves to give a better price for the two crying girls.

Kijiro watched as the fat man stretched out his hand and both girls were brutally swallowed by the two two-headed wolves. The girls screamed in pain and fear, urinating with terror at dying in a terrible way.

Kijiro watched with tears in his eyes as the fat guy threw a silver coin at Pedro and said in an arrogant manner, "Mug, these two pieces of nonsense helped my pets continue with this trip, and that's why I rewarded you." generously. "Don't bother me, trash; these things had very little mana," he said with reluctance in his voice.

Then he left with one of the carriage tires, crushing Pedro's foot. What a scream of pain as he felt his aching bones.

Kijiro continued to watch as Pedro cursed the urine and blood stains where there were once two little girls who followed him and asked him to tell stories. He saw how he took the silver coin and went to the distant town where there was better prosperity.

Kijiro, a nineteen-year-old reincarnated man, felt deep hatred and remorse when he saw how these two girls died and the very weak one died without doing anything. From that time on, he swore to protect the remaining children.

Approaching the remains of the little children, he created a pit and buried them with sand, prayed, and turned around to leave for the orphanage. He had to plan how to gain strength to help those who remain.

After arriving at the orphanage, he observed the hungry children who were sitting on the ground, and Joel was eating the best chicken in the village, and the bones with little meat were thrown carelessly to the children, hitting them on the head so that they would eat.

Kijiro felt that feeling of hatred again growing more and more in him. He had only arrived in this world a few days and had seen things that had made him blacken and want to kill, but thinking better, he went to where the knives are and took the longest one now armed. He saw that the day was just beginning, and seeing again the tearful and tender faces of the children, he left with a strong will to go to the forest, where he suspected that there were many monsters but animals to hunt and eat.

Without saying anything else, he left with the hidden knife through the door and towards the forest with a strong mentality; He must hunt something so that these children do not die of hunger; He is the oldest and he must help them because he wants to.

Arriving at the thick, solitary forest, he observed the many imposing trees that were at their peak, blocking the sunlight, and continued advancing even further into the forest and saw some very strange animals similar to turtles with rabbits and bird wings. There are ten of them, and they are in a burrow together, asleep. Without hesitation, he advanced and killed them one by one until he managed to do so. It was very easy, and they didn't react to sound or movement. It seemed that they were dead.

Kijiro did not pay attention and left with the seven centimeter creatures for the orphanage, and then loud footsteps were heard. Turning to the source of the sound, he saw with his eyes wide open in horror an animal or monster of more than twenty meters similar to a deer with the lion's face watching with hunger. The creature roared at the top of its lungs to jump on him. Kijiro wasted no time and immediately ran down the road. He felt the steps of the giant creature and threw the different corpses of the winged rabbits to try to make What a stop, and he did it. The creature stopped for moments to pick up the corpses and continue advancing until, for some reason, Kijiro fell down a protruding root and only had two rabbits left. The enormous creature roared with hatred, and all hell broke loose.