I Transmigrated into the Villainess of a Historical Reverse-Harem Game - Chapter 5

This person, what if he was programmed to not think about anything besides the main game story since he’s not an important character? I can’t let that happen!

I urgently made up a pitiful voice and spoke.

“I wasn’t able to eat anything while I was locked in the storeroom. I woke up today and only drank water. When I asked for something to eat, they gave me this.”

“Are you saying that the prime minister really starved you for five days?”

Five days?

I wasn’t locked in for just four days?

I started to fume. This man must be out of his mind.

At the same time, my legs lost strength and I fell down due to a stomach twisting pain.

“I feel like dying…”

I gasped for breath and clenched my chest, and the man looked at me and spoke quietly.

“Please wait a moment.”

He went into the kitchen, brought out a tray with a bowl of porridge on it, and put it on the table.

“You will get sick if you ingest meat after starving for a couple days.”

Even though it was a cold porridge, I still finished it quickly. My mind felt much clearer after filling my empty stomach with something.

“Thank you.”

A while later, I thanked him with all my heart.

“If it weren’t for you, I would have died yesterday. Since you helped me today as well, I will eventually repay the kindness you showed me.”

“I didn’t do it to receive something in return.”

“But still, it’s only fair that I repay the person that helped me.”

In the house of the prime minister’s, even maids refused to help me. It wasn’t because they hated me, they just didn’t want to anger either the prime minister or Yeonhye, the real owners of the house.

However, even though he was from a lower class, this man helped me. It was the first time I was shown kindness in this game.

“I have no strength right now, but I’ll definitely repay you later.”

“…If it pleases you, do what you want.”

He replied one beat late. Maybe the reason he always replied slowly even though this wasn’t an important conversation was because he wasn’t programmed to meet me?

While I was looking at his face, he picked up the liver and spoke.

“I’ll cook this for you.”

“Really? Thank you.”

I was wondering if I should keep coming down here to get food, but he solved the problem for me!

I sat down in front of the table like I was waiting for it.

Like a butcher that he is, he brought a container with various food and handed it to me.

“I packed porridge and some additional food; this should last you for a couple days. But I’m not sure if it’d fit your taste.”

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

I always liked ox blood soup and ate Sundae1, beef intestine, and internal organs well.

“Then I’ll get going now. Oh, right.”

I looked back while opening the private door with both hands full of heavy bowls.

“Did you forget something?”

“Yes.”

I forgot the most important thing. I fixed the bowl in my hands and asked.

“What is your name?”

The NPC’s name wasn’t determined in the game. He was just called the owner of the butcher shop.

However, I couldn’t keep calling him a baekjung or a butcher.

“Don’t you also have a name?”

Maybe he doesn’t have a name because he’s not a male lead? That would be really pitiful.

I felt nervous because he didn’t answer quickly. I didn’t know what to do if the prime minister found out that I was gone because I was taking a long time.

“If you don’t have one, I’ll give you one. Hmm… how about Gordon Ramsey?”

I suggested this name because it was kind of similar to a baekjung or a chef, but he frowned instead.

“My name is Jun Kyung. What is that alien word you said?”

“Ahaha, is that so?”

Didn’t baekjung have foreign blood mixed in? There’s nothing wrong with using a foreigner’s name. His hair and eyes may be black, but his tall height and wide shoulders could suggest that he has foreign blood mixed in.