The Villainess with a Heroine Harem

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In stark contrast to her pessimistic schoolmates' expectations, when Emilia met Blue Dawn's president, their interaction was both cordial and fruitless.

The white-haired president had initially been quite friendly to the little girl, perhaps thinking she would easy to fool and coax. 

After a while, however, he realized that she was just a stupid idiot filled to the brim with countless ideas of some arbitrary 'justice'. Not only that, she had no idea on how to implement them either.

She babbled about all these rights and opportunities non-stop, never even realizing how hypocritical those words were coming from the mouth of a privileged little princess.

But considering that she probably got whatever she wanted just by mentioning it, the president wasn't actually too surprised that she had no idea how to get things done herself.

Unfortunately for her… this wasn't her home, and he was the president of Blue Dawn, not her father.

When he thought about it again, the president was actually quite relieved. 'Actually, it's a good thing that she's just another pretty face with no brain. I don't need to worry about her so much.'

Those incompetent fools really paid too much attention to TV and electronic media, getting worried over something that actually had no substance.

After losing interest, the president made a few perfunctory excuses before having Emilia escorted away. 

"Mr. President… are we really going to leave her alone?"

"Of course not. No matter how stupid she is, her identity is still there. We have to make sure she is well-protected for the duration of her stay."

Naturally, the people around him were no fools, and could tell what he really meant without him having to explicitly say it out loud.

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The task of escorting her back naturally fell into the hands of the same sleazy man who had escorted her out of the airport.

Emilia wasn't actually that surprised when she was offered a private villa to stay in for as long as she desired.

Of course, this request wasn't one she could just reject. Even though they masked it well under the standard 'it's for your own safety' act, Emilia would have to be a fool to not realize that it was to monitor her movements.

From the moment she entered the place, not only did she feel the piercing gaze of countless probing eyes, but also the glare of hundreds of hidden cameras.

Emilia couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart. '… Don't tell me… are these people a bunch of perverts?!'

Cynthia decided to ignore her partner's exclamation with a roll of her eyes. "Shouldn't you be more worried about how to get out of here without alarming them?"

The crimson-haired girl just hummed thoughtfully. 'Don't worry, I'll figure something out.'

The pervert kept probing her with all types of questions as he gave her a tour of the villa, and Emilia couldn't help but be surprised at how luxurious it was.

Even if she were to compare it to her own White Deer mansion… although there was some difference, it was only because her family could afford things that couldn't be bought with just money.

In terms of extravagance alone, this place definitely didn't lose out at all. From a private spa to an indoor gym, it had everything one could need, and more.

Of course, instead of giving her a good impression, this kind of thing only made Emilia feel disgusted. 'Your people are starving, and you still have the money to maintain an artificial forest in the center of the city just so you can show off some imported peacocks???'

Her 'escort' looked extremely smug as he saw her surprised reaction. "This is one of our ten best guest villas in the country, called Blue Lotus. We know that Miss Emilia must be used to luxury since young, so we naturally wouldn't wrong you."

Unfortunately, she couldn't just turn around and smack the man in the face, so he was still able to proudly introduce her to the magnificent lotus pond that was the 'trademark' of this Blue Lotus Villa.

Looking at the beautiful scenery… well, Emilia had to admit that it was quite nice.

Cynthia scoffed. "Fickle."

Emilia blushed. 'T-The flowers are innocent. I can still admire them.'

The last place he showed her was naturally her own room, and Emilia 'happily' darted in. "Oh, it's so nice, I can't wait to check it out!"

The man's expression was clearly not right when he stepped in after her, but Emilia didn't seem to be paying any attention.

The security guards following them only stared at each other and stayed outside the room.

Given how stupid this girl seemed, she wouldn't really be planted in the intelligence director's hands on the first day, right?

Although it was their own 'leader', they couldn't help but feel a little pity in their hearts.

Naturally, it was impossible for Emilia to be unfamiliar with the top brass of the country she was targeting like this, and she was well aware of the man's identity as well.

Not to mention the chief of their main intelligence department, the number of people in top official positions she had memorized for her visit was already in triple digits.

"Is Miss Emilia pleased with—?!" The grin on the man's face froze abruptly when he saw the little beauty he had been coveting rummage through a few pots around the room, and he couldn't help but rush forward to stop her.

Of course, when the crimson-haired girl turned around in surprise at the sound of his hurried footsteps, his outstretched hand froze right before it could touch her fair shoulder.

Fortunately, the girl was exceptionally stupid and only tilted her head in confusion, not seeming to realize that anything was wrong at all.

The director cleared his throat awkwardly. "E-Emilia dear, what are you doing with the plants?"

The gorgeous girl blushed as she hurriedly put the potted plant down in shame. "… Actually, mister, ever since I was recorded sleeping by some pervert a few years ago, I can't sleep without checking everything in the room thoroughly for cameras and stuff. Y-You don't mind, right? I won't break anything."

Looking at her timid and embarrassed expression, the director momentarily felt his throat turn dry from thirst. When he finally comprehended her words, however, his face turned pale as he shook his head in denial. "No no, o-of course we don't mind."

No, even if he managed to distract her now, wasn't there a chance that she would discover the hidden cameras later anyway?!

If the White Deer's leaders learned of them doing such a thing to their daughter…

Compared to this harmless, dumb little milk cub without her parent's support, that kind of situation would definitely be infinitely worse!

Having already offended the Black Tiger thoroughly, if they stepped on the White Deer's toes as well… could the Gray Wolfe who only cared about its own pride and benefits still be trusted to continue supporting them at that time?

No, they couldn't afford to take that risk!

Emilia watched with interest as the pervert's face changed colors between fearful white, suffocating blue, and regretful green. 'If nothing else, he does have some talent in this field.'

Although Cynthia was speechless from her rhetoric, she still couldn't bring herself to disagree.

"Emilia dear, I just remembered that the chef was a great admirer of your talent, and had prepared a special dish for you before. Why not follow me to have a taste first before you rest?"

Emilia immediately showed a delighted expression. "Really? Let's go, then!"

Finally breathing a sigh of relief, he signaled his men to quickly get to work removing the cameras from the room while they were gone. Of course, the ones in the rest of the villa would remain.

With the 'emergency' dealt with, the director's mind wandered back to how the girl didn't seem to realize how he changed his term of address, and he couldn't help but try his luck and attempt to wrap his arm around the girl's slim waist.

Anyway, since this stupid girl was making things difficult for him, wasn't it just right for him to take some 'interest' from her as well? As long as he didn't go too far and the girl didn't realize there was anything wrong, it should be fine, right?

But the girl subtly stepped aside to avoid him in time while turning to curiously observe a vase in the corridor. "Wow, this is so beautiful!"

Feeling the subtle gazes from his subordinates, the director could only grit his teeth in anger, forcing an ugly smile on his face. "I-If Emilia dear likes it, she can take it with her when returning home."

The gorgeous girl turned to look at him in delight. "Really?!"

He nodded generously, but just when he thought she would rush up and cling to him like the stupid and naïve bitch that she was, the crimson-haired beauty jumped up and ran ahead happily. "Great! Everyone here is so nice and welcoming! Ahh, I can't wait to taste what the chef has prepared?!"

The ugly smile on the director's face froze, and even the subordinates around him didn't dare to breathe too loudly as they followed the two silently.

'C-Calm down, calm down. It's just a stupid bitch who doesn't understand what she's doing.'

Of course, even if it wasn't intentional, he still couldn't help but curse the girl for slapping his face over and over again.

If he could, he would definitely take her back to her room and show this stupid little idiot where she belonged in front of him!

Fortunately, he was still somewhat sober, and remained well aware that he couldn't afford the consequences of doing something like that. 'Stupid little bitch... you better pray that your parents don't abandon you in the future, or I'll make sure you regret that you were ever born!'

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