I Reincarnated as a Villainess in an Otome Game, but I’m Still Stupid Inside [Chapter 9]
Chapter Nine: An Idiot’s Suspicion (Part III)
“No, no matter what the situation is, I’m an adult! I’m the one who can’t believe that you’re just an 11-year-old; you’re an extraordinary academic talent! You know a lot!”
“I’m only saying it because considering everything; I think you’re still just a kid. Stupid.”
I’m what…? You’re the one who has the habits of being an adult that I’m the one who can’t believe you’re just 11 years old!
This is fraud! I think everything in the world will be more than unbelievable!
“…Well, since I’m getting older, I don’t necessarily have to be an example and listen to self-control.”
He then gently lowered his eyes with a bitter expression as if he couldn’t endure the pain anymore.
“…Some men, like my father, have the talent and exemplary habits of being capable at work, having their own desires and unscrupulousness.”
“No, I’m still considered as a fool at my age, but I don’t want to be like my father, who has a fiancée at the same time, while keeping multiple concubines and ignores the fact that he is bullying his wife, and as if that wasn’t enough, he’s even trying to sell me to the Hououin family for business purposes.”
Kaname looks just like his father, they both look good and are capable as businessmen, but he is, frankly, the worst father and male out of the two.
He sees his mistresses as nothing but tools, and he doesn’t care what happens as long as it is for the benefit of the company.
Even if Kaname believed my absurd story, I don’t want him to be left with his father.
…Because right now, they aren’t just the characters in the game; they’re actually living in front of me. And the bottom line is, to me, he’s my precious…well…what was it? …yes, my precious dog!
I also don’t like people who hurt Kaname either.
That’s why I definitely don’t want him to be tied up with his father!
As I pointed my lips in displeasure, when I opened my eyes, I was slightly surprised.
“…You know my situation well.”
“Well, since it was all told in the game… well, maybe you didn’t want to know? I should have pretended I didn’t know anything!”
“No, I don’t mind because it’s a famous story in some parts of the continent. I was a little surprised because I didn’t know that you knew it as well.”
…I think I said something unnecessary. I think he found what I said uncomfortably.
He, who was next to me, was worried about what I had said. He wrinkled his brows a little, kept silent, and then looked straight at me.
“…What? What are you going to do now, based on your memories from the previous life?”
…What did he ask?
“Well, while reigning as the poisonous yet glamorous empress in Oudou Academy as originally written, I’ll have to prepare to take revenge on the heroine who will be joining the Academy after disciplining her and matching her with Kaname…”
“It’s impossible. Give up…what I meant is, if you don’t rule as an empress in the first place, you won’t be able to start a school reform arc of the heroine. If you live as an ordinary student, the premise will be broken, and everything will collapse and end in a completely different way. Throw away your futile ambitions.”
“If I don’t try that, I won’t know! I’ll never give up! If you believe in your dream, it will come true.”
“I’m telling people to give up because that dream will cause for other people. Look, Ayaka. I don’t want to crawl on all fours and pretend to be a dog, even more so after I go to high school. You’re the only idiot who’ll do such a thing.”
…When we first met, you used to say I should do it if I were told to do so! If you are a man, let’s carry out what you said! Let me carry out my original intentions!
However, my excessive protest was stunted by Kaname.
Damn… I can’t get used to this, and it takes such an undisciplined dog to make its owner’s lips purse twice physically… I want to see the owner’s face… I guess that’s me, if I don’t learn more about how to discipline him…
Wait, wait. That’s not it.
When I escaped from the evil hands of Kaname (I’m glad I learned it, the art of self-defense), I looked straight up at him.
“…I need to. Can you believe my story?”
“What? Are you going to say it’s a lie?”
“No, it’s not a lie! I’m not lying, but…”
I think it’s unbelievable for anyone to believe that I have memories from my previous life and know that the world that exists now is a world in an otome game.
If someone other than me said the same thing, I would have suspected that they had a mental illness. In his previous life’s high school, a wise man claimed to be from a different world, who always wore an eye patch because he had a magical eye, and he sometimes showed me manga that he drew in his notebook. I believed it was real until he thoroughly denied it at the alumni reunion, but I ended up crying as it reminded me of my dark history.
Even for me, I don’t think a surrealist main capture target, such as Kaname, would believe my story.
“Didn’t I tell you that your lies won’t work on me?”
He snorted and pursed his lips more.
“If you lied, you know I would have known, right?”