Villainesses in Romance Fantasy Become Obsessed

79. Trials, Festivals, and Obsession (4)

79. Trials, Festivals, and Obsession (4)

“I can’t admit it.”

Kugit-

“Am I second?”

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Nadia crumpled the paper containing the test results.

The result of the practical test that was conducted for a total of 4 days.

She ended up being pushed out by Laura and took her second seat.

‘It’s been a while since things turned out the way I expected… ?’

My plans always went awry.

Sweet rain during a drought.

I was just thirsty.

Nadia was angry, crumpling her result sheet.

I was satisfied with my own prediction success.

However, you can’t be soaked in satisfaction forever.

“Nadia, you are patient. Second place was good too.”

I got up from the couch in the studio and patted Nadia on the shoulder to comfort her.

Nadia immediately turned her body to look at me.

She frowned in anger as if she didn’t understand.

“Damian.”

“Yes, uh.”

“Why do you think my painting got second place? Wherever you look, my paintings are outstanding and superior. More than any other painting.”

There was conviction in Nadia’s voice.

Convinced that she drew better than the other students.

I thought it was true.

“You are better at drawing than Laura, who is number one. I know very well.”

“But why do I have to be second?”

“You know me. Other people don’t know me.”

It dug into me too much.

Lightness and heaviness coexisted when I painted my surface.

It’s fun to look at, and fun to dig deep into.

But, Nadia’s picture of me right now.

“Even if I carefully draw what I like on my face. People don’t know what that means. I don’t even want to know.”

It has become a painting that is reluctant to even approach because it is difficult to see from the outside.

It may be called a masterpiece with a lot of room for interpretation in later generations.

Unfortunately, it didn’t fit the subject of the academy exam.

Nadia answered, avoiding her head, as if she didn’t want to admit it.

“… I drew it that way on purpose. Because I can’t easily get information about my Damian. I didn’t want to easily hand over the you I knew.”

“Then you don’t want to draw me.”

“I hate that!”

Nadia cuts and shouts.

She glared at me in the eyes and muttered ferociously.

“I will only draw you. Because my paintings exist because of you. You have no right to stop my painting, Damian.”

“… That makes sense.”

I took a step back from Nadia’s tough attitude.

She doesn’t bother trying to change Nadia’s behavior.

My fault for her is because I didn’t try to understand Nadia and tried to fix her person like her stuff.

She was slow to understand and had to be patient with the conversation.

‘Nadia has more pride in her paintings than anyone else. She’ll hate to admit the consequences of coming second.’

So.

I don’t know anything about painting, so I can’t comment on Nadia’s painting.

Nadia doesn’t want to listen to me anyway.

I gave Nadia a gentle massage on her shoulder and carefully raised her words.

“… So, Nadia. How about having a conversation with the person who won the picture I came out with this time?”

“Conversation? With that girl named Laura? That’s a waste of time After all, results are results. I drew better.”

“But, how about we talk about it? I have already told you.”

“… Did you tell me beforehand?”

Did he not like the fact that he talked to another woman without realizing it?

As Nadia strangled me, she glared at me.

I felt that I would soon be subjected to dating violence.

It was a gut feeling.

‘Before that… ‘

Before Nadia gets violent first.

I quickly opened my mouth.

“You, I was talking about you. It means nothing else!”

“… You thought of me?”

“Uh, uh! Nadia I think you’re worried. I was talking to a kid named Laura! Can she chat with you about the painting! Thinking of you!”

“Me… thought… ?”

Did you like that word?

A smile spread across Nadia’s lips.

“Me… Since when did you think?”

“ㄲ, it’s been quite a while. I often see you worrying.”

“… Okay?”

Looking at his expression, he seems quite satisfied.

Nadia seemed to think for a moment, then closed her mouth and stayed still.

Then, she said, nodding her head as if she had made up her mind.

“Yeah, what. Damian, because you did it for me. Let me listen to you once You are mine, and I am yours.”

“Yes, yes, thank you.”

“Then, I’ll talk to Laura soon.”

Because tomorrow is a festival.

At Nadia’s words, I nodded her head and shook her hand.

As she said, tomorrow was the day when the exams were over and the festival was held at the academy.

“Hmm.”

Who should I enjoy the festival with?

It was serious, but it was a moment when I felt a bit trashy.

***

The day of the festival approaching after the exam.

A lot of students who finished the exam went outside to relieve their fatigue.

“It’s noisy because there are so many people.”

It’s a bit troublesome.

“Tsk.”

I checked the crowd through the window and clicked my tongue with a little displeasure.

At that moment.

Smart-

“I have a copy!”

I heard the staff handing over the letter calling me.

I opened the door and quickly picked up the scroll that had fallen in the hallway.

The person who sent me the letter was Yuri.

-Hi Damian… Today is a festival… Just in case you have time… I want you to be able to play with me… Oh, isn’t it… ? If you are near me, people will boo you and hate it… ? Oh no, just forget this letter.

A letter that doesn’t know what direction it wants.

Does Yuri want to play with me or doesn’t want to play with me?

I was worried for a moment, but it’s because Yuri is timid.

I decided to try to understand and interpret at the same time.

“… Want to play with me But, I don’t want to go out because I hate people.”

However, you sent me a letter.

The desire to play must be greater.

Even the word ‘forget me’ at the end.

From the point of view of the timid Yuri, it wouldn’t really be a request to forget.

Rather.

“Looks like they are sending me a distress call.”

Don’t forget.

Maybe that’s what it means.

I grabbed a hat from the closet and left the dorm room.

Originally, if there was no contact, I was going to ask Nadia what happened yesterday and enjoy the festival.

I decided to enjoy the festival with Yuri today.

‘… I have something to tell Yuri.’

That’s how I am.

When I arrived at the girls’ dormitory, I sent a message to Yuri and called out Yuri who was stuck in her room.

Did Yuri already prepare?

It appeared three times earlier than I thought.

“N, I’m here… Damian… “

Standing with a hood over her face.

I was a bit dazed and blinked.

“… What else is that?”

“Stomach, stomach… ! Because people hate me… ! You can’t let the truth come out… !”

“You did well to come out with your hat.”

I took off the hood of the glass that was stuffy just looking at it.

“Oh no… ! This, this will damage Damian-“

Yuri panicked and tried to snatch the hood from my hand.

He never intended to be taken away.

‘If I go outside like this, I’ll be misunderstood as a terrorist.’

Because Yuri’s reputation may get worse.

In place of the hood, I put the hat I had brought on Yuri’s head.

“I am writing this. People won’t recognize it.”

Yuri, who finally became quiet, lowered his head and muttered.

“Thank you…” Damian… “

“What about friends?”

But why?

You sniff the inside after taking off your hat.

I had one question, but as the crowd increased, Yuri put the hat back on his head.

“Damian’s hat… Ehehehe… “

Fortunately, he seemed to be in a good mood.

However, I wonder if what I said bothered me.

Yuri held my hand and corrected it.

“Ah, earlier… ! The friend Damian was talking about… ! Ooh, we won’t be friends anymore… !”

“Then what is it?”

“Ooh, we now… Hey, engagement friend… ! A friend to be engaged to… !”

An engaged friend.

I came across a new coined word.

“Getting engaged with friends… Of course… Oh, isn’t it… ?”

For Yuri, friends are special.

It was natural to think of me as special.

‘But, I didn’t expect to evolve into a fiancee friend rather than a fiancée.’

What.

Because Yuri is happy.

Wouldn’t that be fortunate?

I stopped walking down the street with a slight smile.

“Glass.”

“Ugh, ugh… Damian… Why… ?”

“You said last time you were going to the north when vacation started.”

“Ugh… however… ?”

“At that time. May I come with you?”

I went home and thought about it for a long time.

Will Yuri go back to the North and will she be able to live alone?

Will she be able to overcome the trauma of being beaten by the Grand Duke of the North in the right direction?

As seen in the original work. There’s a high probability that he’ll go insane.’

So, if Yuri gives her permission.

I intend to go back to the North with her.

The scar on her shoulder from the other day also hurts.

‘For a person named Yuri, it’s not revenge alone, but together.’

A situation full of thoughts to follow even if Yuri doesn’t work.

Yuri thought about my question for a while.

“With me… I’ll go with you… Damian… ? “

He asked me in a cautious tone.

I answered her question.

“Of course I have to go. You’re our friend Always together. Know?”

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“… That’s right we are friends. That’s right, Damian.”

Yuri said with a lively expression, without flinching her shoulders.

“That, yes… ! Come with me… ! Because we’re engaged friends… ! I’m going with you… !”

Good.

Yuri changed from a gloomy atmosphere to a lively one, as if it was good to think of her.

A very nice look.

In order to maintain this mood, I took Yuri’s hand and tried to go to the place that sells her food.

However.

‘That’s not bluebell… ?’

The special blue hair seen in crowds.

Bluebell.

Her short stature made her way through her crowd, turning her head.

That action is undoubtedly.

‘They must be looking for me.’

I held Yuri’s hand tightly.

“Glass.”

“Ugh… ?”

“Never let go of my hand.”

Soon.

Before I could answer, I took Yuri’s hand and ran in the opposite direction.

I didn’t want such a good festival day to turn into a fight festival for the villains.

With that glassy figure hidden, she ran through the crowd holding my hand.

Maybe it’s because no one recognizes her.

“Ehehehe…”

I had a lot of fun enjoying the festival.

Today’s Yuri was quite confident unlike usual.