The Villainess Carries a Strategy Guide - CH 11

One day, in my own dorm room, I was showing off a stone-like stiffness that was as blue as the sky. My mouth was half open, and my hand was still on the door knob of the washroom. My gaze was fixed on “that person” who should not have been in my room.

Please let me explain in order.

After finishing classes and returning to the dorm, I put off my homework and housework and took a bath first. Each room has its own bath, so I was able to stretch my body comfortably. Recently, my favorite bath additive was Peach Flower Note, with a not too sweet aroma, but that’s not important right now.

Anyway, I got into the bath early. I had something to do today. If not, I wouldn’t have gotten into the bath so early.

He, who was in front of my gaze, must not have expected me to get into the bath at this time. If not, he wouldn’t have also been showing off a stiffness that is not inferior to mine at this moment. Even if a beautiful person becomes stiff, they are still beautiful. Furthermore, as we can see from the fact that humans have been making statues of beautiful people since ancient times, beauty is refined even more when expressions are lost. But that’s not important right now either.

My agitation is clearly reflected in my thoughts. I apologize for not being able to explain properly.

In other words, it’s me, just out of the bath. For some reason, I’m wearing a large and wide-collared shirt on top, and my legs are fully exposed in what’s called hot pants.

When I opened the door to the bathroom, I unexpectedly met eyes with His Highness. He was just coming into my room through the window.

Anyway, I’ve become so embarrassed that I can hardly stand it when I explain it properly. As a noble lady, I’m not supposed to show anything above my knees to any men other than my family.

As I saw the heat in my body converge on my face, I wondered if His Highness had regained his composure. He twisted his body, which was leaning against the windowsill, and spoke from behind.

“I’m sorry. I was thinking of surprising you because I had some free time, but sorry, I was wrong, so please stop yelling.”

No, His Highness probably wasn’t calm either. He’s imagining me as I almost yell at him. If he’s this agitated, then the words he said the other day, “I’ve never seen you in the bath or anything like that,” probably aren’t true.

Either way, what a bad Crown Prince. Sneaking into a lady’s room like this, I wonder if this country’s future is okay.

Anyway, to avoid showing my legs anymore, I sit on the bed and cover them with a blanket.

“I understand, that’s fine now, bad Crown Prince.”

“Bad Crown Prince…”

“Besides that, it’s bad for you to be here now.”

I remembered why I had taken a bath early.

It’s already okay for you to have entered the room on your own, but it’s bad timing.

Probably, they’re coming.

“Rebecca-sama. It’s Emilia. I’ll be disturbing you.”

I heard a sound like a “clank”. It sounded like the executioner had climbed up to the guillotine.

Let’s not hide it, today Emilia was supposed to stay over. Incidentally, Melinda is also coming. We each finished our baths and we’re supposed to meet in my room.

His Highness turned around and made a bitter face.

Why is the door unlocked? You’re being careless.

That’s because they might come while I’m in the bath. Oh, is that it?

His Highness probably knows. He is in my room, and if he is found, he could not only get the title of “The Three Strongs” but also “Perverted Highness” in addition.

By the way, how did he get in here on the 6th floor? Oh, it’s the eagle.

I froze, His Highness with a composed expression. The moment the door to the bedroom where we were opened by Emilia, he strangely became calm and looked at myself.

Why am I so flustered?

Men are not banned from entering the girls’ dormitory. If there’s an application, permission will be granted.

Even so, when Emilia showed her face and he was reflected in her big eyes.

Her cute face was full of surprise. The prince looked at it with his usual expressionless face. I was there with a feeling that was similar to impatience, fear, and pain.

And then I clearly understood.

I didn’t want to meet either of them.

“Er, is it Prince Llewayne…?”

“Yeah.”

The first one to speak was Emilia. And she looked at me with a face that couldn’t be described. My smile may have become a bit awkward.

[Er, is it Prince Llewayne…?]

[Yeah]

The meeting event of Prince Llewayne, who is the first prince and the most popular target for conquest, and Emilia. If we ignore the fact that the place is [my room] instead of [the rooftop], it’s the same as the scenario so far. The problem is next.

The [line] of the protagonist, which the [player] can choose from 3 options. [I’m surprised]・[I’m sorry to intrude]・[I didn’t know you were here. Excuse me].

When I read the strategy book, I thought what would change with this, but if you choose the first one, the conversation will end almost without happening. If you choose the second one, it will end with the conversation 2.3. If you choose the third one, you can talk to the prince who seems just right and enter the Llewayne route.

I swallowed my saliva without knowing and waited for Emilia’s words.

“Um… did I interrupt something?”

I thought it was the second option.

But then I realized that the situation was different, so the meaning was different. It’s not something you would say to the Prince who was alone on the roof, thinking, but something you would say to my fiancé while we were alone in a room!

“No, it’s not like that!”

It’s not like that, it’s not like that. I wasn’t doing anything with any sort of charm (sexy).

Oh, my face feels like it’s steaming. As I kept repeating, “No, it’s not like that,” the His Highness seemed to be enjoying himself and smiled.

“No, I’m the one who’s interrupting. I’m sorry.”

Then His Highness took my hand and brought his face close to the inside of my wrist—and kissed me with a sound.

The lips that were pressed to me, the downcast eyelids.

Ah, his eyelashes, they’re long.

I felt a gap in my emotions. I couldn’t understand the situation well.

Before I knew it, a giant eagle appeared and His Highness rode on its back and disappeared.

I sat down feeling weak and dizzy, looking after His Highness who was smiling with his usual 50% more charm. My head was full because of the kiss on my thin skin. The faint, dark emotion from before had dispersed. I felt like I had been pierced through by something.

A loud noise startled me back to reality. It was Emilia. She had closed the window and locked it.

She grabbed the window frame with both hands as if she knew what she was doing, and squeezed it tightly. The window frame made a creaking noise and deformed. It probably won’t open again unless it’s repaired.

Emilia turned around with a big smile on her face.

“Now, nothing strange can come in anymore!”

Well, now the window can’t be used, but where did she hide that much muscle?

… Am I correct in assuming that the Llewayne route was not entered?

***

After that, Melinda arrived. Melinda deliberately avoided looking at the deformed window frame, probably sensing the trouble.

After finishing our assignments, we enjoyed chatting and the “sleepover girls’ party” that Emilia suggested ended up being quite fun.

When the conversation turned to love, Emilia thought for a while and then concluded with a laugh, “Right now, I’m happy just being with the three of us.”

But Emilia will fall in love with someone someday. There’s no route in this game where you don’t fall in love with one of the targets, the so-called “Normal End.”

I was surprised by my own thoughts. Who’s the one most trapped by the scenario? Me?