The Villainess Comes Back in Time to Find the One Who Truly Loved Her One Week Before Dying

Mason from his previous life is back. No, no, Mason today is more amazing than Mason in his previous life. Now that the seal has been lifted and awakened, he may no longer be what he should call "True Mason" or "Back Mason".

Hetale Mason was cute and I loved him, but Mason, who took all my heart in a week, is still this Mason.... Goodbye, my sweet Hetalemason. And welcome home, sir.

... Yeah, I'm running wild fast.

About a week after Mason witnessed a proposal (though it wasn't really a "proposal") to me by Prince Kyle, from the day after that night when reason flew to the point where I was about to become a murderer, Mason and I were officially set to hang out.

Mason's change since we started dating was so radical that even I was surprised and a little confused that I should have sincerely wanted it. Always enough when we're alone, he whispers his fondness and affection for me along with his intense skinship.

With a loving eye, I thought you loved me with tender hands, like dealing with a newborn little animal, and the next moment you greedily ask for me with a glitzy eye.

So I'm already in a state where I'm constantly blushing in the light when we're alone, and he's just as loving as he is.

By the way, I don't know if he's up to me or originally his hobby, but there's something quite do-s about him right now... I told you several times, didn't I? If Mason actually wants to teach me as a slave in the dos, then he's happy to be a dm.

... Thanks to you lately I got the idiosyncrasies that somehow become a tribute to nature and my boyfriend when I approached the bed. Yes, I began to be taught by Mason.

"The other way around, the other way around. You're twisting your boyfriend's sexuality," I dare you to put it through.

He took me out to Wang Du the day after he confessed to me and bought me a ring for my right hand pharmacopoeia. I hear the ring for the left hand pharmacopoeia will be back when I propose.

It was something that put me on my finger while I said, "Never take it off," so I almost answered "... yes, sir" again by accident.... I guess this is the kind of place where you started pointing out things like that earlier.

Although I am not certain that Irene and anyone other than Rebecca, who should already know the circumstances from circumstantial evidence, are just "dating," he has become a dignified first-name caller about me even in front of other students. And aggressively from him. Right now, the only time he calls me "Mr. Rosedale" is during class.

When Liz asked me mean, "Are you dating a teacher named Chelsea," I said with an extra smile, "No way. There will be no way to reach out to students," he replied.... deliberately standing next to me, turning my hand around my hips and pulling it toward me.

... Mmm! This is it, this! His affection for drowning me in just one week and twisting me to my destiny to hell!

Because that love that mellowed me in just one week in my previous life is something that will now last for weeks and months, I'm already in a constant tripping state or a state of overhappiness and dying, I'm not sure what I'm talking about anymore, but happy anyway!!

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Mason also thought about running off without waiting for school graduation. I thought I'd do that at first too, but then the two of us discussed it a lot and came to the conclusion that at least there was no reason anywhere we had to rush off right now.

There was no one in the school to blame for us snooping in grandeur or for me being out of my room and immersed in Mason's room for about half the week. No, of course some people didn't seem to think it very well, but at least none of them had the orders to complain directly to me.

Perhaps it would have been nice if I had declared that "if you were at all dissatisfied with my relationship with the teacher, I would regard it as something you wish to kill with me" and Rebecca, who heard the rumor, had said, "Mr. Rosedale's words are definitely serious".

But only once, I had witnessed a scene where Mason was being disgusted by several highly aristocratic students.

Mason had an adult response of teasing him with a "what to do" feeling, but my "advice" that immediately broke into the spot led the students who were disgusted with Mason to flee at first sight.

Of course, I retaliated firmly against everyone at a later date, with the meaning of the show, so no one ever liked or complained about Mason as well as against me after as I aimed.

The perception that "if you stick your neck in the matter between Dr. Beckford and Mr. Rosedale, it won't be a Loc thing" settled in the school.

Until last year, by the way, the perception that "if you stick your neck in Rosedale and Mr. Reinhardt's case, it won't be a Loc thing" was settled in the school, and teachers and upper classmates were very quick to adapt.

... Thanks for the solid track record and lots of know-how, sister.

That was the situation, so we decided to regard the rest of my school enrollment as a precious time for the two of us to love each other in an environment where no one would interrupt me and nothing was free.

Because if you run off, it's going to be a tough life rolling around until you settle somewhere far away, and on the day you're put out in pursuit, you're on the run. You shouldn't be able to live as sparingly as you do now.

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Happy school life with Mason continued afterwards. At first, the school's perception of our relationship felt like "Don't get involved in that, it's dangerous," it was a so-called taboo treatment, but gradually more and more people saw us with warm eyes.

The dance partners of all kinds of parties held in the school wasted a lot of time saying Mason was really good, and I taught him to dance with special training that I had never danced since I was born for it.

Before I started, I even tried to imagine it a little mean, "I can dance normally, like swordsmanship didn't work at all at first, maybe Mason isn't good for dancing at all, unlike swordsmanship," but it usually improved so fast and ended up in my fall back as usual. I am choroin.

At an event called Giving Chocolate to Boys Who Like Women on February 14th, a tradition in the school, an exclusive original chocolate was picked up and presented from a famous chocolatier with a high call with the Demonic Kingdom No. 1.

I actually heard that handmade would please me the most, so Eileen taught me how to do it and tried, but it was so shoddy complete that I tried to compete with gold and power like me.

Mason was very happy with it, but actually when I tried to make it by hand and talked about my failure, he also told me to come over and eat it all looking delicious. And I fell back in love again.

During the holidays, Eileen is also included and the three of us are often out hunting demons. You did a little too much, and when you realized it, our party was counted as one of the leading adventurer parties in the demonic kingdom of Shelbrett, making it a name for itself all over the continent.

... because you're shooting down Wyburn or sinking a serpent. I don't have a choice.

I was just surprised when Eileen slashed off her feathers in a way that took the propulsion of Wyburn backwards as it plunged down. I realized that my exclusive maid had become an outsider sword saint at some point.

Mason seems a little sad, "I can't imitate that. She's totally over me now," she snapped.

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Happy days passed quickly and I became the highest grader in school. The student chairman was successfully elected Prince Kyle, but I was elected vice chairman. Um, that's a hassle...

Oh, speaking of which, as expected, or fate after all, Prince Kyle and Mr. Rebecca started dating around the summer of two years.

I was the only one who was more than happy to bless that. "Do that from the beginning. Why did you give Mason a little bit in the beginning," I was a little dissapointed, but if it's over, it's all good. Please be happy.

Mr. Rebecca had been harassed a lot by the jealousy of a prospective girl. There doesn't seem to be anything as authentic as I was in my previous life though.

And that group of perpetrators also seemed to have included the children who were my surroundings in my previous life, and one day, by chance, I witnessed the scene of that harassment.

We're not close now, but they are the children who were caught up in me in their previous lives and were being punished. Well, it looks like you're gonna act the same way in the end, with or without me.

As their former friend, I decided to stop harassing my surrounding children in my previous life so that Prince Kyle wouldn't retaliate against me and go to hell in the future.

The way we did it was a threat to them, though. "Those with different identities should not be united... Heh, that's what you guys think. Then you have a lot to say to me, too, don't you? Feel that?

... Well, honestly, "protecting the former surrounding children from Prince Kyle's retaliation" is an excuse, and I guess I just couldn't bear to feel like they were being directed at Mason as well, like "at the civilian minute" or "unknown. I'm short tempered, Mason.

But one of the reasons for this was that until then Rebecca, who was obviously avoiding me out of fear, was nostalgic, and after Prince Kyle deeply appreciated me for hearing about my actions from Rebecca, he was senior certified.

Apparently their "I don't declare social, but I don't hide what I'm dating" way was an apprenticeship of our methods.

Speaking of which, what will they do now? I know that my engagement to me, where Prince Kyle is a "devilish poisonous woman" in my previous life, was broken up to the point where I declared that I would "socialize" with my beloved Miss Rebecca wholeheartedly, but then I don't even know what happened to them. It wasn't the same time.

But if you think about it, they're a higher hurdled couple of marriages than Mason and I are, and I became a sinner in my previous life, but the Duke of Rosedale family was alive and well.

And turned that Duke of Rosedale house completely against the enemy. It is doubtful if they were fulfilled and had a happy ending. At least it wasn't a smooth sail, I guess.

As it doesn't matter what Prince and Cinderella of Light are talking about, I have recently begun to talk to Mason and Eileen a little bit about where to run off after graduation.

The most prominent candidate so far has been the Kingdom of Velasquez, the birthplace of Mason. It is located on the other side of the continent, and may be just fine.

Speaking of which, Mason normally admitted to accompanying Eileen as we ran down. Rather than "admitted it," it was the "three of us are normal to go" stance from the beginning, so much so that I was surprised the other way around.

When we were alone, I asked him if he was admitting to accompanying me after he understood that Eileen had romantic feelings for me, and he said, "Of course. How many years do you think I've been with you two?"

It's true that Irene's words and actions are easy to understand for what they are, so there's no way Mason, who's been with us for years closer than anyone, couldn't have noticed her feelings.

He said to me, "Of course, it's not like the other person isn't jealous at all, but I think Irene goes crazy when she pulls Chelsea and Irene apart, because Irene is a dear friend to me, too, so I don't want to scrap Irene for my own appetite for exclusivity". Of course I fell back in love again.

And he said, "You can have an affair with Eileen where I don't see her, but if she finds out, it's a one-of-a-kind punishment," which sounds like a prank. Needless to say I almost replied "... yes, your husband". It's no exaggeration to say that it's tempered anymore.

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It was summer vacation and for the first time in months I came back to Rosedale Reinhardt's home. From the moment I saw the mansion from inside the carriage, I was feeling a little centimetre "how much longer can I stay in that mansion..."

But about the mansion, the moment a woman adventurer had introduced herself with a very attractive smile that she had been living in our mansion for some time, my centimetre mood instantly blew off across the ocean.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Marie Blanchard. Nice to meet you"