This will be the first project of this blog: Villain Days, by Mitsuru Nakata!

Raws: http://novel18.syosetu.com/n0741di/

T/N: Again, this is a pure machine translation. It will not be entirely accurate since I took some liberties here and there to make sentence fragments flow better in english. Also, I don't speak j.a.panese. If anyone is interested in picking this up, just let me know and I will stop this crummy translation. I'm just doing this until a real translator takes it from my hand 'cause it seems really interesting, or I somehow finish it&h.e.l.lip;

Summary:

It is a common evil subst.i.tution.

When I woke up in a hospital I became the villain of a BL novel.

Being loved by the main character, and also the sub characters &h.e.l.lip;? I just want to live peacefully &h.e.l.lip;!

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Chapter 1:

I wake up in a hospital bed. How did this happen? Even if I try, I can't easily remember.

“Yuu!”

As the door to the hospital room quickly swings open, someone rushes over to me and squeezes my hands tightly in his own.

It’s a handsome guy.

Red hair like a burning flame. A beautiful and neat appearance that causes everyone to double-take.

The weeping cry at the edge of his eyes doubles his s.e.x appeal, and those red eyes that usually hold strong ambition are sweet when looking at me.

"Yuu, thank goodness. You’re awake&h.e.l.lip;.” Gently grabbing my clasped hand, he brings it to his lips for a kiss. I see a nurse who’s here to check my state standing behind him fall down like an idiot due to his pheromones&h.e.l.lip;.Are you OK?

I scratch my head and look at that handsome guy.

I feel the urge to touch the red hair swaying like a fluttering flame, and I pull my hands back with a shudder. As I gently stroke the strands I realize they are softer than they look. Since it looks like a flame, I wonder if it's hot to the touch&h.e.l.lip;

(Oh. It's not hot at all.)

He doesn't get angry and instead is narrowing his eyes, seeming rather comfortable.

(If you're stroking a beast, this is probably how it feels.)

His eyes are becoming sweeter and s.h.i.+ne more brilliantly. It feels like a dream and softly I mutter:

"Who are you?" Who is this handsome guy? I wonder if you know me. Ara? My name? You called me Yuu a little while ago. Not good. I don't remember.

I divert my gaze from his as I sort through my memories, when suddenly the pain from my hands brings me back. Come on. You'll bruise me if you're too strong. What's this guy doing?

I notice that his clenched hands are trembling and I quickly return his gaze.

"What&h.e.l.lip;hii*!" (T/N: this is like a shriek) I cry out and gather myself.

The sweet atmosphere that was overflowing from before becomes breathlessly quiet and musky dark&h.e.l.lip;it doesn't stop there since a dark smile now dominates the expression of that handsome guy. The crimson eyes peeping from the faint abyss stare at me.

(Demon King&h.e.l.lip;)

"Yuu! What are you talking about? Oh, recently the student council was busy and because I couldn't get out of it, I'm a bit twisted. You all right now? I don’t mean to annoy you Ikenai." (T/N: ??? I have no idea what that last sentence means) He releases his clenched hands and gently caress my cheeks.

"Yuu fell off the school stairs and was carried into the hospital. But miraculously you did not suffer a big injury. You should be able to leave the hospital soon. My uncle is coming home late from work so please come over. I also talked to my mother."

"Eh? Ano? Please wait!" I spoke out unintentionally, cutting off his story. I don't know the reason even if it's said in one go. To begin with, who's this guy? He seems to know me. I'm also sad about my own predicament.

"I apologize but who in fact may you be? What is your relations.h.i.+p with me? You said I fell down the stairs&h.e.l.lip;" I instantly stopped talking at the edge of the bed. The gentle red eyes that used to look at me warmly grow hard, freezing now like cold stone, and are cooly aiming at me. Ara? I stare straight at those pupils. As soon as I do that, I feel dazed like I hurt my head.

"&h.e.l.lip;.ss-tsa-ss&h.e.l.lip;" (T/N: hissing sounds?) Beyond the pain I unexpectedly feel my memories come rus.h.i.+ng back.

(Don't show yourself in front of me anymore.)

(I don't need you, who bothers my precious existence, anymore.)

(Kie Ucero.)

"Ah&h.e.l.lip;oh&h.e.l.lip;ah!"

The moment I lose consciousness, I remember.

His name is Houou Hiroto. This world is from a BL novel called “s.h.i.+njin Gakuen – Beloved by Maou.” He's the main character. He falls in love at first sight with the hero in high school, fondling and nurturing their love.

And I am a child who lived next door to Houou Hiroto, who since at a young age has adored him, has only looked at him. And he is jealous of the hero who is loved by Hiroto, attacks the hero persistently until the final act where this childhood friend character is ruined. The so-called villain, Amano Yuu. Can I avoid this ruinous route?

Amano Yuu, Villain Days, it starts now.