The Villainess is Raising the Male Protagonist - Chapter 5

He’s trying to lie flat, coveting others’ things that he can’t hold in his hands. Wait for her in the place where she can look down so that she can step on him more easily.

“Gray, you’re talking too easily.”

“What…”

“You’d better go now for today. I’m not in a very good mood right now, so I might harm you.”

She smiled brightly at him. His lips were trembling. She was forced to hold laugh and had convulsions.

He seemed to have seen a lot of her bullying, so he said goodbye without saying a word and left.

She washed her hands nervously. The place where his lips touched was unpleasant like a bug crawling.

“Woo-Woo!”

Her stomach twisted and she thought the pain in her chest was increasing, and soon red blood came out of her mouth.

She wiped off the mouth with her hands casually. The hands she washed earlier was dirty again. Blood was everywhere on her face and hands, so it was bizarre.

“Haha… I’m dead. I opened my eyes and death awaits me again.”

She envied Mary. Mary, who had everything, thought she was better than her in the novel. Waiting for death was the same, but it was funny.

Her face stained with red blood was creepy because of her pale face, bloodless hands, and hair and eyes that had no color. She felt that the shadow of death was near.

“Don’t say it recklessly. Don’t talk about death as if you knew it all.”

It’s unfair. She got a new life at best, but she was resentful and unfair that she had to die again.

Will Mary feel the same way as her? Is she angry like her because she took her place?

No, wouldn’t they be thankful?

She’s going to deal with death instead of her. No, death may also be up to her.

“Mary, you must be the one who feels unfair.”

She reached out looking at herself reflected in the mirror. As expected, it wasn’t the cold wind earlier. She got chills and her hands trembled.

What did she think about when she saw her body breaking down?

“Mary, forgive me for taking over your body.”

She lost consciousness like that.

***

When she opened her eyes, she was lying in bed in a clean state. She had no memory after that. It is clear that she has been unconscious for several days.

She stared blankly at the ceiling. When she looked sideways to get up, a red curtain came in sight.

‘Just looking at the red color makes my teeth tremble.’

She grabbed the curtain as hard as she could and ripped it off. As soon as she woke up, she felt dizzy because she used her voice. Surprised by the sound of tearing and the scream supported by her voice, Carl and the maid came in.

“Oh, my princess!”

“…….”

Sweeping her hair back, she pointed to the curtain that fell. Carl looked at her hand and approached silently to clean up the broken curtains. He folded it calmly and put it away where she couldn’t see it.

The maid hurriedly called in other maids to take the curtains outside, perhaps noticing Carl’s actions.

“Princess, why didn’t you tell me? You can’t overdo it yet.”

The maid did not comment on her behavior. She was just busy looking at her body and calming herself. Her hands were throbbing. Her heart was also throbbing.

“Why aren’t you surprised by my actions?”

She was really curious. Even though the day went by and she acted as she wanted, the maid silently did her job.

Others were busy shaking their heads and avoiding herself, but she was as different as she can be.

“Don’t you hate me for not even calling your name?”

She didn’t know the name at first, but she didn’t want to give her affection later. So she didn’t say it. She tried hard to ignore the maid who was by her side every day because she was afraid that she would be caught in her eyes later. Because she’s not Mary anyway.

“… Didn’t you do that to me?”

The maid slowly took her mouth off. She felt her heart beat again with a trembling voice, looking at her reddened, swept palms.

At best, she only pulled the curtains open. Mary’s body was weakened to the fullest, perhaps even that was too much.

‘What if I really die like this? What if she struggles and breaks her body?’

Her eyes were darkened with fear. Her body trembled.

In the fear of death, in the pain she suffered.

The maid took her hand off her mouth.

“You said bad memories last longer than good memories.”

“…….”

“So you told me that you would rather be remembered as a bad person and not be forgotten quickly, and that you would be less sad if they said you were rather a bad person and be remembered by people.”

Mary was the same as her. She must have been afraid of being left alone. She couldn’t throw a stone at Mary, who said she wanted to be remembered by others even in this way.

“But that doesn’t justify this behavior.”

“How can I curse the Princess, who still holds the fear of death from an early age and tries to live, but still tries not to forget it?”

“Are you pitying me?”

“How dare I say you are pitiful? You are strong enough to not have to be pitied with.”

The maid smiled at her and hid her sadness. She noticed her false smile, but she didn’t say anything else.

Because she was the one who put on a false mask more than anyone else to stay here.