Reincarnated as the Villainess's attendant

Burushi, the blond-haired heroine, was laying in her bed and staring at the ceiling, maybe around one-quarter of a way there to refill her entire mana reservoir.

She wasn't in pain – Zoemi had somehow healed her completely and properly, but the blond girl felt completely out of it regardless.

Treated with magic or not, physical damage wasn't all that difficult to heal compared to the mental one.

And Burushi was actually tortured, not just played around with but physically harmed and tormented while she was unable to defend herself in any way.

Her cries only caused laughter, her shouts merely elicit excitement, and then, after getting re-muzzled, she was told by the person who harmed her that she will get raped and killed at his return, she was enclosed in dirt and rocks to make sure that no one will find her, leaving her to despair.

With no reliable way to accurately count the time her will broke down and she accepted her faith.

The stupid way she died during her original life seemed like an amazing alternative at that time.

..but, a miracle happened and she was actually saved...

"...I hope that Zoemi will tear that fucking bastard to shreds..."

The blond girl breathed out, already knowing that it will most likely not be the case.

The last time she healed Zoemi – her savor - she had a good look at his mana reservoir and all – it was substantially bigger than originally, but such an amount of mana would not be enough to complete the task.

Burushi was forced to heal Xeonith – the very same person who chose to torment and finish her off because she saw him act disgracefully in order to skip the mandatory duels – and she saw his mana reservoir too.

It was simply too much of a difference.

In the heroine's opinion Zoemi could take out Xeonith, but only by surprise – still, the same could be said about basically anyone.

"...and what do you think little one...?"

Burushi ended up lifting her arms, raising up the shadow plush bear that the black-haired boy created from his magic.

The toy was... extremely unusual.

It very much looked as if it was created from the condensed murky shadow, but somehow felt exactly as a real toy should.

"If shredding him into a paste is not an option, I would have him rot in the deepest, darkest prison!"

She ended up moving the toy around and changed her voice to make it seem as if the plush bear was speaking.

"I like the sound of it. Yes... ugh... who am I kidding... I hope Zoemi will not get himself in trouble... Xeonith is a high noble..."

Burushi nodded with a grateful smile, looking at the features of the toy's face visible thanks to the shifting in the matter composing it.

Honestly, as much as she was grateful for getting healed, she understood that with no evidence to show, her accusation against the brown-haired boy would end up being just based on her words alone.

She did have her torn clothes, but knowing how the high nobility treated even the lower nobility – not to even mention the commoners – Burushi would end up being accused of fabricating evidence in order to sully the good name of the great and amazing Xeonith...

...and even if the hell will freeze over and her story would be believed and the wretched brown-haired capture target will receive a punishment for his deeds, it won't be a punishment he deserved - he was a son of a duke after all.

"..."

Burushi breathed out and hugged the bear, nuzzling her face against the top of its head.

"I wish this was a game... the heroine was having such a good time just having the barebone of a personality... why did I even think this world was a game?"

She sighed thinking out loud, turning on her side and looking out of the window.

"...hmm...?"

She furrowed her brows – there was a clear parting in the clouds as if something ripped right through them and pushed them aside, leaving it separated and really artificial-looking.

"Now that I think about it, there was an airquake a little while ago... the duels must be going well..."

Burushi muttered to herself.

Although she obviously was there when Zoemi and the blue-haired teacher, Rokiana, were talking about a murderer and some danger, she was not in the right state of mind to retain that piece of information.

She was still convinced that the day is going forward as it should and everyone is just living their lives.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

"...!"

A sudden knocking – very familiar knocking at that, although that line might have sounded weird – resounded thorough the heroine's room, making her flinch.

"Miss Buru-"

Then, without waiting for her response, the voice belonging to Surou's mysterious supporter called out but suddenly his voice stopped as if the speaker realized that something was wrong.

"...yes, what is it...?"

Burushi, still hugging the shadow plush bear rolled on the bed, turning towards the door.

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

*RUMBLE* *WHAM* *RUMBLE*

"...eh...?"

As she did that one simple motion, the reaction of the mysterious supporter was instantaneous - it seemed that he literally jumped away from the door with such strength that he slammed his back on the opposite wall, tumbled onto the floor, and then ran away without even properly getting back on his feet.

"..."

Burushi ended up lifting her body and sat upright at her bed, speechlessly staring at her door.

Without even thinking about it, she kept on holding the shadow plush bear on her lap – which turned out to be a blessing.

Thanks to being in physical contact with the toy, she was spared from the murderous oppressive aura of hate and vengeance that the summon – because the toy was a summon-type spell cast by the black-haired attendant – ended up releasing.

That very aura was the reason for the mysterious supporter's prompt evacuation, but, once again, the spell was constructed in such a way that it was completely undetectable by the person holding it.

"...okay... that was odd..."

Burushi blinked a few times and shrugged her shoulders.

She was about to lay back down, but peaceful rest and recovery of her mana weren't in the books.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK

"What the...?!"

The brand new wave of knocking – just as frantic as it was sudden, got the blond-haired girl right back up.

"Student Burushiitto! It's an emergency!"

"...you..."

The door opened and an elderly brown-haired woman burst into Burushi's room, out of breath and clearly shaken...

...and completely not interested in the girl's ice-cold reaction...

"Student Burushiitto, we have an emergency!"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!"

Lady Auequas went straight for the girl and without even attempting to care for her opinion, she grabbed the girl's hand and pulled her out of the bed, and started dragging the struggling girl with her, despite Burushi best attempts to break free that resulted in her dropping the shadow bear.

"A student has been attacked by the murderer and is in a critical condition, even a commoner like you might be useful for once if you do your job right this time!"

"NOOOO! LET GO OF MEEEE!"

The elderly woman threw the blond girl over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes and ran away disregarding any objections, no matter how desperate.

...she was so focused on delivering the healing attribute wielding girl to the wounded person that she missed the hair-like shadow that slithered on the floor and connected her and the abandoned plush bear.

"You can't be doing this! This is kidnapping! Let go of me!"

Burushi gasped through her teeth, kicking and hitting the female teacher, but with the latter one activating her earth enchantments the blond girl was the only one getting hurt

No matter what the heroine did, the brown-haired woman seemed deaf and numb to everything that she did

"It's horrible... poor boy... student Burushitto, you must heal him at all cost! He is supposed to be my grandson!"

Teacher Auequas gasped, running out of breath at a staggering rate as if something was draining her strength – but it was her words that ended up shocking Burushi more than the worsening physical condition of the old woman.

|...supposed to be her grandson...? She's Auequas... just like Zoemi... AH! Did Zoemi get into a fight with Xeontih for my sake and got beaten up by that bastard?!|

The blond heroine still under mana depletion came to a rather surprising conclusion and stopped struggling altogether.

"Teacher, faster! We need to get to him...!"

She ended up lifting her body and tapped the old woman's back encouragingly.

"He must survive...!"

The elderly teacher nodded her head, proving that until that point she ignored Burushi on purpose, and started running even faster despite having a hard time breathing normally.