F-Rank Puppeteer!! But I'll be Queen, and I'm not a narcissist!!!!! Chapter 10: Ugly but functional puppet obviously!!!

"Ok Evelyn, I’m amazing! I’m brave! I’m bold!!...Yes...so I must have the courage to create things no matter how disgusting they may seem," I murmur, looking at the raw piece of at still dripping blood, the pieces of wood, and the various sharp knives.

Clarissa obediently brought the things I asked for in less than 20 minutes, she seed terrified, and as soon as I let her go, she ran out, and I only had ti to notice the poorly placed bandages.

It was kind of hilarious to see that all that powerful pose crumbled after my little theater, I should really thank the original Evelyn’s incredible acting ability.

Incredibly, although Evelyn didn’t show any ability to manipulate, she was amazing at acting, of course, she was only good at it because she spent years acting on imaginary stages with her puppets.

She reproduced the voice and personality of each puppet, and after years of that, she simply got good at pretending anything, if I want, I can demonstrate anger, sadness, joy, agony, and other emotions as if they were real.

’It’s sad to know that all this theatrical talent cos from...pure loneliness...’ Every second, I feel more connected to the original Evelyn, and I don’t like it, her loneliness weighs heavily, a big and unpleasant weight.

"I should stop thinking about this...let’s build..." What I want to make is a "minion", Evelyn can build any kind of puppet, but what changes is the type of puppet and its function.

Thanks to my knowledge of the ga, I know several of Evelyn’s puppets, and one of them is the [Minion] A puppet of flesh and wood that doesn’t need strings to be controlled.

Of course, the function of this puppet is quite low, but I want it as an alarm, it will alert if sothing dangerous is happening, like soone invading my room to kill .

The duty of this minion will be to stay alert and inform in any way possible if there is an intruder, and this is not just my paranoia, assassins sent by my brothers would not be such a rare thing.

The Minion only has one problem, it’s ugly and sowhat scary, after all, it’s a pile of flesh and wood in a small humanoid form.

’Okay, the way to do this is simple...I need to carve the wood, open the area that will be the belly and the head, then stuff fresh raw at in there, and after that, use magic, and a small minion will be ready to serve ...’ I start carving the piece of wood.

This work is not that difficult, my hands work automatically with surgical skill and precision as they make the carvings, and the wood quickly takes shape.

Of course, the strong point of this puppet is not its appearance, so I don’t focus too much on trying to make it beautiful, just trying to get it done as quickly as possible, I’d like to have a Mandrake.

My puppets, even the weakest ones, can have things depending on additional materials, for example, if this minion was also made with a Mandrake, it would have the ability to let out a deafening scream as a warning.

"Okay, it looks good enough...now let’s get to work..." The worst and most disgusting part, I sigh as I start cutting the at, getting my hands dirty with blood.

The table also gets dirty with blood as I cut, but strangely, this...doesn’t seem so bad? It seed disgusting before, but now that I’m cutting the at, it’s pretty straightforward.

’Being a demon...has it numbed my feelings?’ This gives chills, not a very pleasant feeling, demons are beings that, although portrayed as romantic targets in the ga, do horrible things.

Of course, if Grace manages to achieve peace, the ntality of demons will beco more peaceful, but until then, we are truly cruel beings, seeing that I can shred raw at in this way without the slightest disgust makes wonder if I’ve lost my humanity by rging with Evelyn.

"N-No, of course not...I’m still normal, I’m not narcissistic or cruel like the Evelyn in the ga can be..." I deny becoming evil, it’s just villainous acting, and just because I don’t feel disgust or fear of the at and blood doesn’t an I’m bad.

’That’s right! I’m absolutely not malicious, the only absolute thing about is my absolute beauty and the certainty that I am divinely beautiful, and that’s not narcissism, after all, stating the truth is just honesty,’ I think positively of myself.

"Now, just stuff this in here," I start pushing the at into the cracks, but after pushing in half the at, it won’t go in anymore.

"Get in there!" I push with all my might to get it in, but I can’t stuff any more at in there, which is mandatory for the magic to work correctly, and I can’t chop the at up any further.

’How can I get this in there?’ I give up trying to push and think about what to do, but soon decide to try using force and weight to push the at.

"Get ready, piece of at, I’ll never lose to a dead being," I say as I jump, and as I fall, I point my hands at the at, and as soon as I fall due to gravity, I hit the at.

The at is pressed hard against the opening, but ironically, I forgot that this was a table, the force and weight push the table while I make a surprised face as it flips.

Due to my still being at the speed of the fall, I stumble as the table acts as a lever, hurling all the knives from the table against the wall as I fall to the floor along with the table.

The puppet falls on top of , getting dirty with blood, and all I can do is let out a sigh.

’Damn universe! You fucking hate , don’t you!?’ The universe seems to be mocking at every turn, one single mistake and this kind of thing happens, I hate my damn curse.

"Great, my beautiful dress is ruined..." Evelyn’s dresses are not made of very good material, and with the blood stains, they can’t be washed forcefully or the dress will tear.

But I also don’t have the ans to wash this with the necessary care, and this at and blood stink, I don’t know what animal it was from, but the sll is much stronger than that of normal animals.

"Haa...why does the universe hate so much? I don’t understand...I was never a bad person in my past life," I murmur dissatisfied. Okay, I was antisocial and lived in my room, surviving on family money, but even so, that doesn’t qualify as a bad person.

And this curse is mine, not the original Evelyn’s, the original Evelyn’s curse was another one that was much more manageable than this piece of crap [Destiny’s Curse] that can attack at any mont.

’I’m glad that in battles, it won’t be who will really fight.’ Imagine tripping on a rock during an important battle? It would be the most ridiculous thing ever, I already have the image of the family’s failure, I don’t need the image of a clumsy noble who can’t do anything right.

I get up from the floor and go to the wall to get the knives back, most of them are stuck in the wall, while others have fallen, there are more knives than I wanted, it seems Clarissa’s fear was enormous.

After picking up the knives, I go to the table, lifting it with my foot while dumping the knives on the table, and then I kneel down to pick up the ugly little puppet, after I use my magic, the at won’t rot.

So, although it’s ugly, it will have lost any sll, and both the wood and the at will be perfectly preserved, which is very useful.

"Okay, little one! Co to life!" I say with a smile, using magic on the small doll, at least the fall helped stuff the at in there, a faint purple glow occurs as my magic seeps into the puppet.

"Magic is fascinating! I love magical powers, they are so beautiful and convenient! Just wait, universe, until I have my first living puppet, it will protect from your stupid cursed luck!" I murmur with confidence in the future abilities I will have.

"Now, little minion...walk!" I order as I place the puppet on the table, it remains motionless as if nothing has changed, I wait a while, maybe it will wake up or sothing.

And after a few minutes, the areas where the eyes and mouths would be glow, and the small puppet starts walking, it’s quite small, about 12 centiters, which makes it easy to hide.

"You will be called... Snacksy, and your first duty is not to serve as food, but to serve as an alarm!...and maybe as ergency food if I’m starving to death," I say to Snacksy, who extends his little at hand to his head, making a salute.

"Your basic duty is to warn if anyone enters my room or is in it, you must stay right there in that corner where you can see the whole room, and if an intruder enters, you need to alert in any way possible."

"Push things, jump from one side to the other, make noise, and get agitated, and if the intruder is still here, you need to be even more active so that I can flee the room!"

"Great, you understood, Snacksy, now stay in your corner and observe everything," Snacksy has no feelings, no will of his own, and nothing like that, it’s like a machine that will serve .

And that’s why I know he will obey my request perfectly, and no one will notice that he’s like a security alarm, plus he’s hidden in a corner.

’I just hope no one asks why I have this ugly thing as a decoration...damn, it’s not like I have a choice!! He’s the easiest puppet to make that is 100% magic-powered and not string-powered, and he’s useful! Who cares that he’s ugly as hell’ As soon as I’ve evolved my power, I’ll try to have a better puppet.