Survive on a Deserted Island With the Villainous Young Lady

2 – Uninhabited island when I woke up (2)

How would a person feel when everything disappeared in an instant and fell into abyss?

I don’t know what other people might think when they find themselves in that situation, but Monia is overcome by a strong sense of insecurity.

‘neck. I have a strange neck.’

It was when Chester, who had drunk a coconut, was lost in thought that she suddenly realized it.

‘Why is my neck like this?’

She suddenly swallowed saliva again and again, and was embarrassed by the tightness of her neck.

‘… … .’

Soon, he noticed himself chasing the seawater with his eyes and realized what it was.

‘Am I thirsty now?’

thirsty. hungry.

It was the first physical pain she felt after being born as a daughter of a ducal family and living without lacking anything.

‘I’m thirsty.’

It was the first time.

Being thirsty, and desperately wanting water, but the butler or the maid not bringing the water melted from the snow on the top of the magical mountain where the dragon lives, in a wine glass made by a famous glass craftsman.

With the pain she felt for the first time, she realized the situation she had denied just a moment ago.

She was abandoned and lost everything.

At that time, Chester suddenly got up and began to enter the island without a word.

Watching Chester disappear into the darkness of the forest, Monia was swept away by intense anxiety.

On a noisy festival day that excites the whole village, anxiety as if a child lost his parents’ hand and was left alone.

The fear of losing someone to rely on in an unfamiliar environment.

Fear fueled Monia.

She hurriedly got up and followed Chester as he disappeared.

‘What are you doing! I’m so thirsty and I didn’t even bring water!’

Still not mature enough to face her weak side, she followed Chester through the woods with such a far-fetched thought.

* * *

Chester picked up a large stone and took a picture of the bamboo he had checked beforehand.

After hitting it with a stone a few times, the bamboo splits and water flows out.

“Hururup.”

Chester pressed his mouth against the bamboo and drank as much as he could from the clear, clean water that flowed from inside.

His thirsty body kept asking for water, and Chester broke another bamboo and drank all the water in it.

“Ahhh! Much better.”

Thirst is quenched and water flows smoothly in the mouth and throat.

This clear, cool water was hundreds of times better than sweetened coconut juice.

Chester lifted himself up with a satisfied smile as his body and head felt more refreshed than before.

“gulp.”

I looked at Monia, who was staring at the bamboo, swallowing saliva that didn’t even exist.

“Oops!”

When Chester saw her, Monia hurriedly turned her head away, pretending not to be interested, but it was too late.

“Are you thirsty?”

Chester hit the bamboo with the stone he was holding.

“Oh, no?”

“Your voice is trembling. do you want a drink I still have one.”

“Oops! Oh, do you think I, the daughter of a duchess, will fall down and kiss a tree like beggars begging vulgarly!”

“A kiss.”

Chester pounded the bamboo with a stone.

“gulp.”

Seeing that, Monia swallowed her saliva without realizing it, but there was not a single drop of saliva to swallow in her dry mouth.

“Go if you don’t need it.”

As Chester threw the pebble and turned around, Monia’s vision suddenly seemed dizzy.

“Ah, ah… .”

Monia’s eyes became dizzy.

I followed Chester’s back, looked at the bamboo, and headed for the watery split.

The moment she realized that her mouth was dry, she was overcome with an unbearable thirst again.

Unknowingly, the moment she took a step closer to the bamboo.

“Kyaaak?!”

Suddenly, her feet went down and she fell.

“… … .”

Chester, who watched it from a distance, sighed and approached Monia.

“Did you fall?”

“Ugh… Whoops!”

My ankle hurt.

Walking through the rough and rugged forest in high heels felt like my feet were being torn to shreds.

I was in pain and suffering, but my throat was dry, and there was dust in my eyes, so I cried profusely.

‘Why! Why the hell do I have to be like this?! What did I do wrong!’

Of course, if I actually said that, Chester would snort, saying it was absurd.

If you stay calm, a commoner girl who doesn’t even know the subject of getting close to the prince will be ‘disappeared’ on her own, so why bother and make a mess?

Of course, I thought of this when I was working as her butler, but since it was Monia who had the money and power, then I just silently followed her orders.

Of course, that had nothing to do with Monia.

She’s a duke, and if so, everything she does is right.

So she couldn’t understand.

He couldn’t believe that he had been subjected to such a situation while harassing a commoner ‘female’.

What is that livestock?

“Shut up! Black! Whoops!”

A series of incomprehensible things hit her and pushed her, and as both body and mind became difficult, the limit came.

And the limit, infinitely inflated like a balloon about to burst, burst with her precious treasure, the heel and ankle of her high heels made by artisan Flalon, bending as she stumbled and fell.

Monia sniffled as she hiccupped, eventually bursting into tears uncontrollably.

“Black! Whoops! aaa!!”

“this.”

It hurts, it’s hard, it’s scary, I’m hungry and I’m thirsty.

In addition, it was hard to cry because she was thirsty and was about to crack, but it was sad that the tears wouldn’t stop, and as tears called for tears, she continued to cry and cry again and again.

Chester saw Monia like that and thought about various things.

‘It’s noisy.’

I was worried that other animals might hear this sound and come looking for it with curiosity.

‘Should I hit you?’

I unintentionally clenched my fist and thought about it.

In fact, while working under her as a butler, he wanted to hit or kill her more than once or twice.

They have no sense of reality, they have no idea, and they are forced to do things that cannot be done with money and power, so it is very difficult.

If you can’t do it, you will be criticized and punished, and your salary will be cut, so there was no choice.

When he remembered those days when he was clearly eating better and living better than when he was young, but he was getting dry day by day, Chester thought he could ignore it and leave.

“Crying doesn’t solve anything here.”

Chester left, and Monia, who was left alone, wept even more sorrowfully.

But there was no one here to listen to her.

But she was a human being who could do nothing unless someone did something for her.

So, all she could do was cry.

That was all she could do, and eventually, after shedding all the tears, she couldn’t do even that.

After collapsing to the floor in exhaustion, she felt.

The misery, loneliness, fear, and sadness that come much bigger than when you cry.

and helpless.

She realized that the world is harsh.

Realizing that the world was harsh, she wondered who it was that had pushed it against her.

perpetrators of suffering.

In Monia’s mind, the face of a commoner who pushed the royal family without knowing the subject of livestock and the face of a prince who fell for such a commoner came to mind.

Seeing that, miraculously, strength returned to my body.

You have to trample on the man who betrayed you and the commoner who doesn’t know the subject.

A commoner woman, a prince, a follower who turned away from herself, a family that abandoned herself, and a royal family!

A burning desire to take revenge that could not be realized aroused Monia.

I forgot about the pain and fatigue in my body as my adrenaline was pumped out with anger.

‘Those bastards… … .’

Monia, biting her lips softly, looked at her broken high heels and bamboo.

Then, closing her eyes, she knelt down and crawled close to the bamboo that Chester had just pointed to for a drink.

Following what Chester did, he puts his heel where Chester had hit it a few times with a stone and swings the shoe, hitting the heel like a hammer.

Without proper technique or strength, she couldn’t even swing her shoes properly, so it was common for her to stomp her fingers, but she didn’t stop.

I worked so hard that I managed to make a hole in the bamboo and water flowed out.

“Ahhh.”

Monia clung to the bamboo as if hugging her lover and brought her lips as if kissing the small hole.

“… … !!”

When the clear rainwater that had accumulated in the bamboo came in through her lips, her body, which was like a dry desert, stopped breathing and drank the water.

I can clearly feel a drop of water passing down my throat, and from there, I can feel the energy of life returning to my slowly dying body.

It was such an ecstatic pleasure.

The joy she felt while tasting the delicacies from all over the world that she enjoyed throughout her life.

Or, the pleasure she felt when she harassed and ruined a person or woman she didn’t like in every way.

The tickling of a shy heart when you were near the prince you loved.

The pleasure he felt when the commoners knelt down and bowed their heads to him while trembling.

The joy of winning life from the bottom of death, which transcends all the emotions she has felt in life, surrounds her.

It was clearer and cleaner than a river formed by the melting snow of that lofty mountain, and it was more delicious than any mountain or sea food that I had ever eaten. It was the taste of life.

“Ahhh!”

Full of joy, Monia let out an exclamation, but when the water flowed a little, she put her lips on the bamboo again in fright.

“oh! Side, chook!”

He even sucked on one side like sucking on a straw.

Monia, who drank water until no more water came out of the bamboo, showing a look that she could not have imagined a moment ago, got up from her seat.

“Ugh!”

When I woke up, I felt pain in my ankle.

Seeing the swelling of her bare feet and the heels on the other side, Monia closed her eyes and took off the high heels she was wearing.

‘This is something I don’t need.’

It was an object that was only a hindrance to enduring here.

After taking off her high heels, Chester appeared in front of her.

“What, did you take off your high heels?”

He was carrying two relatively thin logs on one shoulder and a load of vines and branches on the other.

Monia, who saw that she was so carefree even though she had suffered so much, chewed her lips again in resentment and said,

“I can’t walk because my ankle hurts. Do something.”

“Huh, really.”

Chester laughed at his absurdity and put down the materials he had gathered and looked at Monia’s ankles.

“Your feet are ugly.”

“profit… ! That’s rude!”