Villainesses in Romance Fantasy Become Obsessed

53. I hate being alone. I can’t be without you (1)

53. I hate being alone. I can’t be without you (1)

Melancholy doesn’t come off easily.

Located in a part of the brain, it whispers in my head over and over again.

-It’s true that I’m less than a painting girl. There is no more money than that duke, and no superior talent. Studying takes twice as long as other people.

A whisper that pours out negative words.

Blue Bell answered the whisper in a subdued tone as she lay on her bed.

“I’m an idiot… An idiot who only counts his pride and speaks badly… “

I go out strong in front of people and when there are a lot of people.

When alone, Bluebell thought he was not helping others.

It’s just that she’s a rough-mouthed girl with no talent.

That’s why she usually sharpens her teeth at others.

Blue Bell closed her eyes, regretting her own stupidity.

“Just, I want to cut… “

I don’t want to move.

Bluebell did not get out of bed.

Evening passes, the sun rises in the morning, and even though I have to attend lectures.

She closed her eyes, covered her ears, and pulled her blanket over her head.

“I don’t want to do anything… “

Trying to ignore her throbbing ankle, Bluebell closed her eyes even though she couldn’t sleep.

Today she wanted to be still like a chilled corpse.

Because she would rather sink slowly than struggle and struggle in the water.

“… If you need me, Damian will come, well.”

She left that sliver of hope behind.

Bluebell did not attend class.

As she closed her eyes, countless scenes passed through her head, dimly like a dream.

Her mood deteriorated and she immediately decided to erase it from her thoughts.

“Damian married someone other than me… It’s an unbelievable future… “

In a room with no lights on.

Bluebell said that to himself.

***

“Period Bluebell students? Are you absent today?”

Introduction to Political Science.

Lectures dealing with the basics of the department.

At the words of the lecturer, I turned my head and looked to the right.

‘… Why didn’t he come?’

Bluebell.

Is it because I was shocked by what happened yesterday?

The seat of Bluebell, who always sat next to me, was empty.

‘Nadia scratched Bluebell’s pride… Maybe she didn’t even want to attend.’

There will be an absence today.

Personal circumstances, of course, do not work for the professor.

The professor confirmed Blue Bell’s absence and scribbled her pen on her attendance sheet.

It seems to have been treated as absent.

“Is what happened yesterday that shocking you? ?”

Hmm.

I can’t think of it based on my standards.

Because Bluebell values her pride the most.

Because she values the appearance of herself the most.

I thought that if it was Blue Bell, it could be enough.

It was because the standard was very different from that of ordinary people.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

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After the lecture, I put the book in my bag.

There are 20 minutes left until the next class begins.

‘Can I reach the girls’ dormitory within that time and send a letter to Bluebell?’

No.

The distance is too far.

Nearly impossible.

But, there is even a slight possibility.

‘The degree of tardiness… it would be okay It’s also a liberal arts class anyway.’

Bluebell’s condition is more important than my score.

If it’s Blue Bell, it can turn the manor into a mess on impulse.

The notoriety of Bluebell seen in the novel is beyond imagination.

I packed my things and ran straight to the girls’ dormitory.

‘Please stay in the room and do nothing.’

A step closer to obsession.

A heart that has reached earnestness.

The result of moving my feet quickly.

We reached the female dormitory with 13 minutes left until class started.

I approached the management office where the dormitory manager was always sitting in a chair.

However, a problem occurred in an unexpected place.

“Haa… old grandma… Why not… ? She herself is an aristocrat, so even if you don’t do your job properly, you won’t get fired, right?”

Why are you away today at this moment?

Lamenting on my own unlucky situation, I wrote a letter in the complete book.

-If you see this, send me a letter or go to the academy. I’m bored without you

Leaving the word that you need Bluebell.

I put the completed document on the desk in the management office.

“At this level, even Bluebell will gain strength. If I listen to the lecture, I won’t be bored.”

It’s just a bit of a b*tch, but it’s definitely fun when you’re with Bluebell.

I was about to leave the management office, hoping that Bluebell would gain strength soon.

However, there was something hanging on the wall of the management office that caught my attention.

“That… It’s a building blueprint… It has your name on it.”

Maybe the manager is an old aristocratic grandmother.

Is it to prevent students from forgetting the room on the wall?

The name was kindly written on the blueprint of the building.

‘Is it because I don’t want to forget when I have to hand over the seal?’

I was automatically worried about the security of the dormitory.

Isn’t this rather an opportunity? The desire to do so came to my mind carefully.

Honestly, you’re curious, right?

‘What is the female dormitory going to be like? Not. How can Bluebell live alone?’

I’m not curious about the female dormitory.

How Bluebell will live alone.

I was really curious about that.

The desire to satisfy my curiosity welled up.

“… Even if the family lived well thanks to the help of the servants. It’s different when you’re alone. This… It’s something you have to do for Bluebell’s health.”

An excuse disguised as self-justification.

To be honest, it was also because I was curious.

I carefully remembered the location of Bluebell’s room and walked toward the interior of her dormitory.

It’s break time for classes to start soon.

It was impossible for a student who did not attend school to be in the dormitory.

‘Bluebell’s room… End of the 2nd floor… ‘

I’m slow.

And be careful.

I approached Bluebell’s room.

With the idea that you should never be caught.

‘If you get caught, the word pervert will be added in front of the modifier genius. If that happens, I might get out of Charlotte’s eyes. Because Charlotte hates her father.’

A short period of time when I was anxious and had all sorts of thoughts in my head.

The result.

I was able to reach Bluebell’s room more easily than I thought.

The manager was at a level of difficulty that made me want to be criticized.

Smart-

I knocked on the door of my room before anyone noticed.

“… “

No answer.

Once again.

Smart-

“… “

It’s a bit difficult to go back.

Aren’t you in the room?

‘If I took a risky action, there should be something to gain.’

I can’t give up.

I knocked on the door again.

Smart-

Smart-

Smart-

Smart-

A total of 5 taps.

Then, as if Bluebell couldn’t stand it, a loud noise came from inside.

– Who the f*ck are you!! You said you wouldn’t go out!! Why do you keep knocking!!

Are you inside?

I decided to knock on the door until Bluebell opened it.

There is no tree that cannot be felled by taking a hundred shots.

Smart-

Smart-

Knock- Squeaky-

“Stop it!! Who the f*ck is this!!”

“Hello, Bluebell.”

“M, what is it? Damian?”

Bluebell came out after hearing the knock.

When she saw my face, she asked in bewilderment.

“B, why are you here? Is this the girls’ dormitory?”

“Just.”

I want the powerless bluebell to be moved.

I made up the words nicely and answered.

“Because you are not in the academy. I want to see.”

“… Are you breaking into the girls’ dormitory for that?”

So…

“Can you let me in? I am a bit afraid now.”

I tried to enter Bluebell’s room in case I was caught.

However, the bluebell began desperately blocking my body.

“D, don’t come in!! Wait outside for a minute!!”

“No. What if the janitor comes?”

“Just get caught!! Get off immediately!! Don’t come in until I give permission!!!”

Desperately resisting by pushing my chest, saying no.

Surely, is it right for me to be pushed out like this?

Remembering the moments I had a hard time with today, it doesn’t seem like it at all.

I ignored Bluebell’s words and pushed myself deeper into her room.

“Let’s go in and talk. You are more comfortable inside.”

“I told you to shut up!! This, this sh*t!! De, don’t come in!!”

Blue Bell desperately stops me as her face turns red.

However, even if she tried.

I couldn’t stop my body.

I pushed her slowly and entered the hallway of the dormitory.

And then, right away.

Bang-!!

I closed the door so I couldn’t get pushed out.

Then Blue Bell dropped her head in despair.

“Mister, Mr.… I told you not to come in… “

“What is this-“

“I’m coming in… I told you not to… You, you bastard… “

Now I understand.

Why did Bluebell tell me not to come in?

Why did Bluebell desperately stop me?

‘Is this where people live?’

If you turn your eyes away, it’s garbage.

When I turn my eyes again, the clothes I took off casually.

When I look back, I see underwear lying on the floor.

If you turn your eyes to embarrassment…

The situation in the room is ridiculous.

I asked, unable to hide my embarrassment.

“Bluebell, you were living in a place like this… ? Cleaning is… ?”

“… I will not.”

“Why?”

“… Why do i have to clean I mean, I can’t do anything alone. It hurts your pride to ask for help. So, I didn’t want to let you in.”

Bluebell gritted his teeth and looked at me with resentful eyes.

“You bastard… I like that I forcibly expose my private parts… ?”

“… “

“Now I am satisfied… ?!”

I didn’t say anything.

It was because I couldn’t answer Bluebell’s watery words.

I don’t say anything.

I started cleaning Bluebell’s messy room.

Places represent people, and environments make people.

By the way, if Bluebell lived in a mess like this, it was certain that she would develop mental illness that she didn’t have.

‘… I’ll have no choice but to clean for them.’

Looking at Bluebell standing in pain with her swollen ankle.

I decided to understand and sympathize with her situation.

Now, it seems she needs me more than anything.