A Sequel For The Villainess? - Chapter 2

The country founded a school to gather the aristocracy and outstanding people, which was also an opportunity to be in touch with commoners before becoming an adult. The period was 4 years from 14 years old until adult age of 18 years old. Students received an education without discrimination of social status.

For us, aristocrats, the enrolment at school was compulsory, and the commoners who surpa.s.sed others’ abilities in magical powers or physical strength could enroll free of charge.

In the future, the graduates would become government officials. It was said that girls entered school for the sole purpose of meeting aristocrats.

Originated from an orphanage, a girl looking like an angel enrolled school with such superficial thoughts, Meg ( that’s how the Prince and his joyful entourage called her), with on top of her list my fiance Gilbert-sama and the second Prince’s surroundings (Including my younger step brother Chris, one of the future close-aide candidate), entered his circle and formed an all smiling youthful and enthusiastic reverse harem.

To put it bluntly, she was not beautiful. In terms of beauty, I was tens of times better. My mother was the Princess of the neighboring country, Sith. The Princess was called the greatest treasure of the country. But my mother fell in love with my father, a Duke of the country Yuk, and selfishly married him. Then, she died giving birth to me.

When I was 5 years old, I was introduced to my younger brother Chris of the same age, and until this day could not forgot the shock of that time when I met my new mother.

My father said. He was in a relationship before marrying my mother with my stepmother, who was a Baroness. Because of their different social status, the country didn’t permit their marriage. He met my mother incidentally when he appealed to his surroundings hoping to have permission. My mother helped him, who was tired of love for social status. He gradually became charmed by my mother and married from mutual love.

And, my stepmother?

He sent a letter to break up with my stepmother from the Sith country. Hey, so why did I have a younger stepbrother of the same age! I wanted to punch my father.

He slept with her, who loved him, only once for the last time Because! After the marriage, she became a mistress -like, he supported her without physical relations. With the death of my mother, he remarried with her, thinking I needed a mother.

Frankly, I didn’t need this stepmother. It was hard on the daily expenses and for the servants to work for someone of her importance (a d.u.c.h.ess). She was always making glitzy eyes to young men.

Father too, was not staying much at home perhaps due to painful relations with my stepmother

Because, when father was at home, he was sticking with me

(I am sure father was looking for me)

Over this past year, I thought about it many times over, but Chris was the successor, so father, who didn’t want to be caught between Chris and me, didn’t inform him about my whereabouts, thinking I was pitiful. Besides, I didn’t know what would be done if my whereabouts were exposed to Chris and my stepmother.

The oppression started suddenly at the school salon. A public execution. Very sly. Everyone in my surroundings were astonished too. Most of the girls were the fiancees of the joyful entourage ( mob members), degraded as personnel for the reverse harem of Meg with Prince Gilbert’s close a.s.sociates.

The girls protected me to the end and yet

That girl, what an angel, she could not be mistaken for a devil! She had light brown hair and eyes. She was not a fine beauty at all and yet, what did you guys like about her? Her childlike body? Or, you greedily want to protect her like a small animal? Or else, are you guys lolicons?

While crying, Meg declared to me that I was sarcastic (I warned her not to flirt with men having fiancees. It is because I had the highest social status as a Duke’s daughter amongst the girls), that I pushed her while she was walking in the hallway to make her dirty after falling (Because Meg was occupying the hallway as if she was a Queen served by her mob followers, I said “Make way”, after glaring at her to avoid b.u.mping into her forcibly while pa.s.sing. I am sure you fell on your own!), and so on

After that, she called Gilbert-sama and his joyful a.s.sociates to be the judge for my wrongdoings.

Since I was listening to absurdities, I was about to leave quietly, but my shoulder was grasped by Zack, the eldest son of the Count who was the leader of the knights, to make me kneel. Wearing high heels, I lost my balance and hit my head at the corner of a table.

3 days later, I woke up at home. Meg’s reverse harem personnel, Chris said “Make preparation to leave. Older sister, I will let you go after letting you know you are sentenced for your wrongdoings to have your engagement broke off with his Highness”.

I completely misunderstood your words “leave” and “let go”! I was thrown away in a slum alley next to the harlot street.

I was having a headache getting up because I was injured, I really wanted to cry after this, not knowing what to do. If I went back to the mansion while father was not here, I didn’t know what that mother’s son would do.

I was thinking about going to an acquaintance’s place, but I didn’t want to trouble them with the influence of the Prince and his followers.

Because a carriage was dashing, I was pushed and fell on the ground. My head was hurting so I crouched on the ground.

I wondered inside my head how long the resentment of the Prince and this girl would take before it died down.

I was trained severely as an aristocrat and as a future Queen. I had to deny everything I was until now This country, where the inexperienced commoner Meg would be the Queen, was done for.

I didn’t need to return to my duty for this country made of such people anymore. Let’s live freely I would have been dead if I didn’t think like that.

After a while, a worried person said “Oi, are you okay?” with a gentle voice.

The person who raised me up was an ikemen yet vulgar and wild.

I grew up as a lady, but I got in touch during 3 years with commoners at school, so things such as adult books or other side’s world information came in.

At the beginning I was nervous as the Prince’s fiancee, but to be honest I was on good terms with the ordinary school girls.

Getting along with school girls who didn’t see the world with pink gla.s.ses, and without a care for social status, my school life had been enjoyable.

The wild hoodlum ikemen talked persistently. I was ignoring him, but my empty stomach made a huge growl, the wild handsome man burst out laughing, and treated me to a nearby restaurant.

Was he going to sell me as a prost.i.tute? While thinking, I stopped considering running away with my head injury and my loss of vitality, so I followed the wild ikemen.

The name of the wild ikemen was Luke.

First, we went to a second-hand clothes shop to buy me clothes.

No, no, I could not increase my debt to Luke, my pride as a Duke’s daughter strangely came out here. Therefore, I cashed the clothes I was wearing to buy very cheap clothes. The p.r.i.c.kling texture was bad.

I returned the meal fee to Luke.

He looked at me, surprised.

“What are you going to do from now on?”

He didn’t know anything about me except my first name and yet, he was worried about my future.

“For the time being, I will look for a job providing a room”

It seems human beings could unexpectedly collect themselves and stand even in Polar regions.

“You’re good. You are a n.o.ble lady who was abused, dumped in the slums and yet Won’t you become my woman?”

It seems Luke saw the moment Chris dumped me in that place.

“Ha? In the end, were you after my body?”

Tears came out. In reality, my head injury hurt, I was thrown away, I was anxious and scared, and the thought of wanting to kill Chris and Gilbert was occupying my mind.

I believed I was rescued at that time by Luke who treated me so kindly and yet

“You’re wrong! That’s not it! Follow me!”

I followed the angry Luke. I wasn’t afraid of him.

Was he around 20 years old? He, who was walking ahead, was elegant.

“Here. You’ll be safe here. See you”

“Wait!!”

I couldn’t follow Luke. I, who was raised as a lady, couldn’t catch up with him