Daily Life of a Transmigrating Villain

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𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚊𝚗 - 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑.

𝙼𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚏𝚏 - 𝚒 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝚝𝚓𝚟_𝚖 - 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛.

𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚒_𝟿𝟻𝟺𝟶 - 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛; 𝙸'𝚝𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢.

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'How evil of them.' Looking towards the few screens popped up around him, Damien felt pity for the innocent old woman who didn't receive any from the constellations.

"Excuse me, sir," suddenly interrupted the voice of a female receptionist standing on the other side of the desk where Damien stood while holding a paper mentioning the guarantee or affidavit he needed to sign holding documents like consent for treatment and responsibilities.

"Yes, I will sign it," Damien nodded before taking out his pen.

He calmly started to sign it slowly, appearing completely patient, except for the surrounding doctors who stood in panic, looking towards the bloodied body of a woman lying on a stretcher just near him, completely drenched in blood and wounds as if she needed urgent emergency treatment, yet this man was holding them from doing anything until he was done with the documentation.

"W-we can start the treatment until you sign the document, Mr. Damien. She needs urgent treatment," one of the doctors, checking the woman's heartbeat with a stethoscope, suggested as he observed the situation. He indicated that the man was following the procedures of the hospital, which was implemented in case of accidents where they obtained a warranty from the patients.

If the person in question died, then it would not be the hospital's responsibility.

Until now, they had always heard patient relatives yelling at the hospital for not giving the patient urgent treatment but rather going through procedures. But this was the first time in such an emergency situation someone was strictly adhering to the procedure instead of allowing treatment to begin.

"No, I respect the rules set by the hospital. I will go through the process, and of course, if something happens to the patient, this hospital will see hell," Damien signed the document and filled in the details about the accident and his relation to the patient while smiling.

His mind was calm and unhindered by the haggard breathing of the woman. Following the words of the constellations, he decided to give this woman a simple chance based on her own luck. If she was stubborn enough, then she would survive; otherwise, it would end here.

In both cases, it was to his advantage: either he would use this woman or simply become a shoulder for Emilia to cry on.

"M-MOM!....Haah...Haah.." Suddenly, a cry tore through the place, causing everyone to turn their eyes towards a woman who was gasping for breath, wearing a bright gown completely filled with dirt and dust as if she had run for miles.

"N-no! Why is she outside? Mom!" Emilia cried out the moment her eyes settled on her bloodied mother lying on a stretcher surrounded by a few doctors, who seemed to be performing only vague treatment while Damien stood near the counter filling out documents.

"Emilia? I am sorry; these doctors are not admitting her and are telling me to fill out the documents first," Damien looked at Emilia before turning his eyes away in defeat as he spoke in a defeated voice.

This caused all the doctors who heard him to flinch as they broke into sweat, not understanding why they were being blamed when it was Damien himself who pressured them to first complete the process, which was applicable only to individuals of low status unlike Damien Raphael, who was known to everyone in Crampian City.

Indeed, it was a standard process in these hospitals (a few corrupt rural area hospitals) to fill out the procedures and documents before admitting patients, regardless of their lives. But it wasn't applicable to everyone, such as someone from the Raphael family.

"Y-you monsters!...sob...My m-mom! Take her inside now!" Emilia's eyes, already red and exhausted from tears all the way here, became heavy, and she struggled to control herself from losing consciousness due to all the accumulated fatigue of running a distance and then taking a taxi to arrive here.

Before she could finish her words, her body lurched forward, and with her eyes becoming heavy, focusing only on her mother's bloodied body, she collapsed toward the floor, "M-mom..."

'?!'

"I signed the papers. Can you all take that woman inside now?" Suddenly, Damien's voice caused the few people present, including doctors and receptionists, to widen their eyes as they felt as if they were witnessing an illusion. Because the door and the desk were at least 10 meters apart.

Yet, somehow, they saw Damien holding the woman who had just fallen to the floor, losing consciousness in that dirty state—tattered white dress, messed-up hair, tear-stained face, reddened eyes, and barely standing body.

"Y-yes, right away! Let's move!" Coming out of their dilemma was the cold gaze from Damien, who held Emilia right now, making the doctors forget that he had just approximately teleported from one place to another as they moved swiftly, taking the woman who was somehow still alive, as if battling to live for another moment, into the ICU.

'....this idiot,' As the doctors disappeared inside the emergency room, Damien glanced at Emilia's feet, where blood was oozing with a few pebbles still embedded in her flesh, showing the state she was in without realizing the pain inflicted on her, as her only goal was to reach her mother.

But seeing her state at least made him aware of how much she cared for and loved her mother, which was definitely a good thing for him.

Since now he could save her mother while using both of them against each other to keep them in check and control as he desired.

[ 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛? ] inquired the system, which suggested using one of the three rewards he had gotten from his encounter with Edward.

'....' Damien kept looking at Emilia, who was exhausted beyond her limits. He observed her face, completely messed up due to tears and dirt, as if she had fallen on the road while making her way here.

He waited to analyze if using a reward like that on her could be profitable since having sympathy for her would not yield results, after all; he had a separate personal life and business life, and right now, he was focused on the job, finally replying, 'No'

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