I'll Become a Villainess That Will Go Down in History

I wonder how you can walk or bend without hitting anything when you're meditating on your eyes.

Guy like that never showed up in the game, did he? The only thing that came out is that there are poor villages.

... Yes, I just remembered!

Poor villages are so dangerous that they say they won't be able to leave once they get in, so they haven't gone heroin.

I stepped into a place like that... I wonder if I can make it home alive. Sometimes they can eat like this.

But this grandfather suggested I should get home early... You're gonna be okay, right?

And I can't believe there was such a terrible area... There's no such thing as a place where you can always hear groans.

My body trembled. There are tens of thousands of people here. Yet I can't believe I die without even knowing the light of the moon.

Maybe I don't even know the sunlight...

But the heroine must have suggested something. Oh, no. The power of stench is amazing. I can't remember anything.

"Not here."

That's what Grandpa said and went into a cabin that was about to collapse. I hesitated for a moment, but I went in, too.

Inside it was more normal than I imagined. Normally, there were two small wooden desks and chairs in a worn bed, and a fireplace that I didn't know could be used.

"Welcome to a small place."

That's what he said and pulled the chair gently for me to sit on. Everything this grandfather moved was a gentleman.

Grandpa sat in the chair across the street. I also decided to sit in a chair.

"I'm sorry I don't have the kind of tea I can serve."

"No problem."

"So why did your daughter come to such a mess? Feels like you've seen it. You're a high-profile kid, aren't you?

I was thrilled. How do you know you're high profile when you're meditating on your eyes?

Besides, I'm in a cape right now. Plus I'm wearing a hood..., how rude of you to go into the house and still wear a hood. I hurried off my hood.

... Ma'am, how did you know I was your daughter before you were high profile?

"Is my grandfather blind?

I asked my grandfather a question before returning it.

My actions now have been very disrespectful. And I haven't even introduced myself yet.

Grandpa smiled gently.

"I can't see you."

"Well, then why..."

"I can feel it even if I can't see it. 'Cause I've just lost my eyes of the five senses, and the other senses remain."

Still, the amount of information you get out of your sight should be unusual.

You can't tell I'm a lady with a nose or ear...

"Even if your vision is dark, you can feel the air. Breathing, the number of steps or walks, the sound of clothes swinging, the scent, everything was alien to this place."

That's what Grandpa replied as if he had read my mind.

"Is my grandfather blind from birth?

When I said that, my grandfather clouded his face.

No, I was blinded when I was in my twenties.

Caught my eye...? What the...?

I used to work at the Royal Palace.

That said my grandfather had a gentle grin but a lonely look somewhere.