BJ Villainess

From the territory war declaration to the emperor’s invitation. It will be buzzing all over the capital.

The servant of Valhalla opened the parlor door wide and spoke politely. “You can use this place. I will prepare refreshments, so please wait a moment.”

As soon as the servant left, Raul cast several powerful security spells. He was determined to never trust the Willow family.

“The damn things. As if the Wizards Association isn’t enough, they even involve the imperial family?”

I asked what I’d been curious about the whole time. “But what brought Father here?”

Raul sat down in his chair and said acrimoniously. “What happened yesterday was delivered to me too. I thought that disgusting old man wouldn’t let you go. As expected, my prediction wasn’t wrong.”

This time, he looked at me displeased and started nagging me. “And if you had that ability, you should have told your father first.”

“Yes…”

“The family of wizards often holds a cause that transcends their status regarding monsters. Even if you’re a princess, your status will only become useless if you’re pushed out of the cause. Don’t let your guard down.”

But isn’t this a bit unfair?

“I didn’t even know I had this ability. I also didn’t know it would cause such an uproar.”

Raul shook his head as I mumbled with a pout. “Does it make sense not to know that? When I was your age, I got married and had a child. How can you not know the world so well?”

Ugh. I lost at his attack.

“I’ll tell you in advance from now on.”

Raul finally stopped nagging me upon my declaration of surrender.

I hurriedly opened the emperor’s invitation before he began another nagging. In the invitation, very cliched and formal sentence, ‘Come to the Sun Palace this Sunday. If you don’t come, you will die,’ was written eloquently.

I haven’t learned advanced etiquette and haven’t made my debutante yet, but to be invited to the Sun Palace? How many steps did I go beyond the game? I was deeply saddened to think my precious weekend would be spent on unpleasant work.

Raul clicked his tongue after confirming that it was a simple invitation. “Calling an unmarried young lady alone to the Sun Palace? It looks like the emperor got dementia at a young age.”

Oh no. No matter how much security magic he put on, it was too much.

“Stop by the house before you go to the imperial palace. The emperor is a man who values etiquette very seriously, so you must pay attention to your appearance.”

When you visited the imperial family, you had to dress appropriately. The only clothes I brought to the dormitory were my school uniforms or simple dresses, so I thought it would be better to do as Raul said.

“All right. I’ll go home with Libby on Friday.”

Then Raul smiled for the first time today. “I will be waiting.”

No, it seemed like it was the first time in my memory. Maybe that’s why I felt awkward and wiggled my hands.

11. Punishment of Deception

It was safe to say that <God’s Play> is a story about competing with the madness of the madmen surrounding Libby, the only rational character. Our team lavished msg on the story with a strong will to make the game a hit. Thanks to this, I was paying the heavy price of being afflicted by madmen.

“You have to change your major right now!”

Professor Felix followed me around, repeating the same words like a broken radio.

“Listen to my lecture! You had to be my student!”

“I won’t buy it. I won’t buy it.”

“When I recognized your talent, I had to do anything to get you…!”

Felix was obsessed with me to the point of being a very annoying professor with many regrets.

“I will tell Professor Ilya well. Okay? Theresa, you’re a national talent!”

Who decided on that?

I warned Professor Felix severely just in case he was talking nonsense to Professor Ilya. “I have only one professor, and it’s Professor Ilya. If you bother him, Professor will— Uub!”

“Okay. I got it! Please keep that secret.”

That’s how I got rid of Professor Felix and went to the cafeteria to pack my sandwiches as usual.

“Get out of my way! You commoner.”

“Hey, I heard you entered the Squire Scholarship Foundation? If you’re powerless and poor, you should be aware of it. Don’t you know what it means to be sponsored by a Squire in Valhalla?”

“She must be mistaken for being as good as Damian West. Ugh!”

However, some garbage-like guys were harassing Reini. I approached them and slammed one guy on his shoulder like a rugby player.

Thud!

“Get out of my way. You on the subject of the lower things.”

“Uargh!”

The guy who was making a fuss fell on the floor.

I ate and slept well these days, so my body was full of surplus energy. It meant that I still had some energy left.

“What! Who the heck…! Ah.”

The guy who fell on the floor got angry, then looked at me and calmed down as if his anger control disorder had been cured.

“S-Senior Theresa.”

“I wonder how I, the Squire, will treat you when I see you bullying the scholarship student of the Squire family?”

They didn’t even dare to squeak.

“If you catch my eye from now on, I will throw you as food for the monsters. You guys have heard rumors about me lately, right?”

Recently, I got a new nickname. It was ‘Monster Hunter.’ The nickname was born because of rumors spread by those who saw the scene of violent monsters trying to tear apart all human beings running away from me.

“Hiccups! I-I’m sorry!”

The guys became contemplative, apologized immediately, and left as if they were running away.

“If this happens in the future, call me. Or just beat them up. I will pay for the damage.”

“I’m confused whether Senior care about the Foundation’s image or not…”

“This is the selling point of our foundation. What do you want to eat today?”

Reini and I became friends, having lunch together when the time was right. Reini was a little bit awkward, but thanks to the foundation’s sponsorship, she looked more relaxed than before.

“How’s your research going?”

“Yes. In the end, the problem with alchemy is finding the ingredients, so now that the cost has been resolved, there is no blockage.”

Reini is an alchemy specialist. Alchemy inevitably required a lot of material costs, so it was difficult to develop talent without sufficient support.

“I didn’t know Senior would support me.”

“I’m sponsoring you because you have a talent for alchemy. Our foundation doesn’t sponsor anyone.”

Reini grumbled with a blushing face, “I’m not as talented as Senior Damian.”

We parted ways after lunch.

“I want to show Senior the results as much as you supported me.” It was because Reini invested all her spare time doing alchemy. 

I also devoted the rest of my time to studying magic. This was because I wanted to improve my intelligence quickly, and there was something I was personally researching. It was too cumbersome and inefficient to create a new magic circuit every time I used magic, so I was looking for a way to set it up like a shortcut.

While reading a magic book in a secluded place without people, I fell into another thought. Anyway, the number of people who argue indirectly with me seems to have increased significantly recently.

They couldn’t attack me openly because they were scared, but I could feel the change in how they looked at me. Observing, envy, jealousy, vigilance, etc. They were all directed to me.

In the past, Theresa, far from being a threat to Willow, made herself a laughingstock. That’s why there was no need to cause friction, but things have changed now. In other words, I was quite a threat to the Willow family.

It was only natural that the student council had been flooded with requests to include me in their missions these days. It’s good to purify the monsters, but I also have to prepare for my future.

It was now the end of March. In April, the gates of paradise would be activated. If I’m lucky, I would see the true ending straight away. Thinking about it like that makes me feel a little restless.

“What are you thinking about?”

I woke up from my thoughts and looked up at Damian, who had come to my side before I knew it.  “I didn’t think of anything.”

Starting from the second red heart, the male protagonist sometimes came to the player first. Damian didn’t even appear in such a secluded place, but he came here on purpose to find me. He smirked and sat next to me.

“You’re lying. Do you know what expression you make when you think alone?”

“Expression?”

Damien lowered the corners of his eyes and made a sleepy look. “You’re looking there blankly with that expression on your face.”

It couldn’t have been. Theresa basically had a haughty and cold appearance. If she had been expressionless, it would have been a cold expression.

“I don’t make that face.”

Then Damian murmured. “Hmm. You don’t seem to know how much you’ve changed.”