Reincarnated As The Diabolic System

It was inevitable that things would go against the host's wishes. He was working as a host. What could Stan expect? This wasn't some Mary Sue novel that could give the host the best of everything, making him the center of the world.

In the end, Marvin ended up heading to the girl's house with a worried look. The entire time, Stan didn't dare to open his mouth for fear of revealing that he wasn't a girl in the first place.

When they entered the living room, Marvin sat the girl on the couch.

"Where's your first aid?"

"Kitchen."

The man nodded and pursed his lips. Lines of worry were visible on his forehead.

In his mind, Stan groaned. "Why is this man looking at me in such a strange manner? I might end up puking from all the stimulation I receive these days."

"Good. Puke." Shane's voice seemed pleased at that sentence his host had uttered just now.

"What did you just say?" Stan's hair stood on the end, and his entire face turned red in anger. "If you have the ability, come out and do it yourself!"

A sigh escaped Shane's lips. "I wish I could without spending money lavishly."

Before they could continue chatting, the man came back with a box he placed it on the table. He took out something and started wiping the girl's face with that liquid.

"How can you have no one taking care of you?" Marvin's eyes flooded with compassion as he squinted them. "You're still quite young."

"Lower your head and pretend like those words hurt you the most, but you're still trying to suppress those emotions." Shane's voice echoed in Stan's mind.

The latter wanted to roll his eyes, but he took a deep breath and acted as told. He even felt he could become a top actor if he continued doing this.

"So, tell me first, host," said Shane while he watched the protagonist apply a first aid kit to the host's body, "what would you say to change the topic if you were the girl?"

"Well…." Stan thought carefully and said, "I'll just ask him about my worries in a roundabout way."

"Good. It seems you're becoming more and more intelligent in my association."

"This has nothing to do with you!" Stan internally rolled his eyes.

"Do what you should."

Stan pursed his lips, raised his head slowly like he was really a meek woman, and asked, "What do you think about the villain they talked about in the news?"

Marvin frowned. He thought that the girl wanted to change the topic.

He opened his mouth: "Hmm….this seems to be a revenge case to me. The murderer must have done this on impulse. What do you want me to say?"

"W-What would you do if that person were to stand in front of you?" asked the girl.

"I would hand him over to the authority, of course," Marvin spoke as if he didn't think anything was wrong with what he had just said.

The girl's face turned increasingly pale at the moment. "Why would you do that? What if it was all a misunderstanding?"

Marvin laughed and shook his head. "Girl, have you ever seen the news? The authorities have found all the evidence against the hooded villain. They watched him walk inside the cabin. No one else entered the place.

Plus, the killer used a knife and not anything else. So I'm not going to be involved unless they used superpowers." Marvin chuckled as he fed the girl, her medicine. "You're so silly. Is that why your face is pale?"

The girl took a breath and looked at the man with difficulty. "What if I say I'm?"

"Don't worry." Marvin caressed her hair. "I'm here to keep you safe from such villains."

"Can I hit this guy?" Stan uttered in his head all of a sudden. "I don't want anything to do with this man anymore!"

"Why are you s against him flirting with you." Shane narrowed his eyes. "Don't tell me you're bent that way."

"How dare you!" Stan roared in his head. "I'm perfectly straight!"

Shane scoffed and said nothing. This kind of action made his host even angrier.

Before the young man could say anything, Shane opened his mouth first: "Enough. Send the man away, saying you want to sleep. I'm afraid if you keep talking, you might reveal something."

"Thank God!!!" Stan's shoulders relaxed at the moment as he glanced at the other man in front of him.

Then his lips parted as Stan said, "Can I sleep? I'm really not feeling well."

Marvin was stunned for a moment as he stood up instantly. "Alright! I'll be back tonight to see whether you have taken medicine or not, okay?"

"You don't have to…."

"No, I insist!" Marvin patted her shoulders and walked out.

Stan groaned. He internally cursed the protagonist for being a goodie two-shoe. He really didn't want the man to come at all!

To the host's misfortune, for the next few days, Marvin continued to come to his house and forcibly fed the girl the medicine the doctor had provided. Stan almost felt like the protagonist had been the girl's long-lost brother, taking care of her with so much worry in his eyes.

He had even voiced out his comment to his system. But this time, the system who would utter nonsense kept silent and didn't have a refutable comeback. Stan only frowned and continued to enjoy his peaceful days.

Actually, Shane wasn't speaking because he suddenly remembered that he also had a sister a while ago who died because of him. At this moment, the emotions of compassion and familial attachment completely disappeared from his heart.

It almost felt like he didn't have any family in the first place. He was utterly puzzled, but he also couldn't ask anyone else about it.

Soon enough, the day of another trap came closer. Shane spoke for the first time after letting Marvin take care of the girl for a few days.

He opened his mouth. "Get ready, host. The time of your second appearance as a villain has come."

"So you're finally talking. I thought you disappeared or something."

Shane ignored that comment and opened the radar. "I can see that same hooded person down your apartment. He seems to be standing there. I think he's waiting for you to come out."

Stan shook his head as he wrapped his body tightly with a quilt. "I don't want to go. I'm sure there's another trap for me."

"Really?" Shane sneered. "Did you forget you're not the girl? You're a soul who has transmigrated to this world on a mission. The trap won't be difficult to deal with as long as you remember."

"Blah, blah, blah," uttered Stan in his mind. "Can you stop lecturing me? You're not from some cut, are you?"

Shane chuckled darkly at those words. "Fine. You can continue to be that girl and have a wonderful romance with the protagonist. Goodbye."

Those words really did scare the host to the point that Stan's face paled. "No, wait!"

"Good boy." Shane nodded in satisfaction as he said, "Now, go out. You can't let the villain's plan go in vain, can you?"

"Sometimes I think you're the villain, not that person," muttered Stan.

"What did you just say."

"Nothing!" The host chuckled nervously while scratching the back of his neck.

At this time, he had already learned the art of how to becoming a woman perfectly. So even while changing his clothes, he was normal. After that, he opened the door and finally walked to the elevator. As soon as he stepped outside the apartment building, the chilly wind blew past his body, making Stan shiver.

"This girl's body is so weak." Stan rubbed his hands up and down his arms.

Shane's focus wasn't on how the body was feeling. Even if he did, it wouldn't matter because he had already blocked the senses. He squinted his eyes and stared at the radar screen.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "Up ahead. Walk toward the garden."

Stan glanced at the scene inside and was stunned. That place was filled with romantic couples. Some were even kissing and hugging out in the open.

He hesitated for a while before opening his mouth. "Are you sure I have to enter that place?"

"You didn't forget the second arc, did you?" Shane's voice carried a hint of mocking.

"I do!"

Actually, Stan had forgotten about that already.

He cleared his throat with a guilty expression on his face. "Fine. I'll go inside."

After that, he walked as Shane told him about the second arc. "The second arc is much more brutal than the first. The villain was just wandering around the garden, feeling lonely. So at this time, the main villain actually burnt down the whole place and the innocent people inside. After this, he became even more famous and the protagonist's main target."

"Wait, so you want me to watch everyone die and do nothing?" Stan frowned even while thinking about it.

"Yup." Shane's heart didn't even fluctuate at this time as he spoke. "They're all going to die, and you must stay out of it. Do you understand?"

"But….. they're all innocent….." The teenager pursed his lips. "How can I kill people? How can you even make me do something like that?! Are you insane?"

"Did you forget already?" Shane spoke coldly this time, "I'm a system. I shouldn't have any emotions in the first place."