When The Villainess Loves

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“It’s  nothing to worry about at all, so keep going, please.”

I can’t wait to finish this difficult herbal medicine class and go back! The four remained silent for a while and began explaining again starting with Eugene.
I pretended to know even harder now.
And my knowledge was validated here, too. 

By the time Ripley returned with the medicine, what Ripley said to Rox had leaked out to my ears: “She seems to understand everything, senior.” 

“Her Highness is an incredibly clever person.”

Oh my, please stop.

“Beside that, her determination… It’s truly admirable.”

Ah please! I hurried my steps while taking a deep breath.

The memory of my unnie, who was alone, looked like they were still of of a six-year-old.
My unnie opened her mouth: “Emma, what’s that?”

“It’s a gift, your Highness.”

Finally! I heard her voice! Even listening to young Emma’s caring voice, was nice.
I sighted as I looked at the small Leticia-unnie, who squeaked alone and smiled very faintly.

An angel.
I saw an angel.
I want to hug her!

My unnie seemed to have received a birthday present.
As I got closer, I felt like I had a congratulatory letter.

[To your Highness, who passed the age of five safely: Happy 6th birthday to you – Dante Vance]

Vance.
When I saw those words, I squatted down and took turns between looking at the  presents and looking at Leticia-unnie.
Vance is the surname of unnie’s maternal family.
I thought the communication between them and her was cut off after the death of unnie’s mother, Lysian Vance.
Were they still in contact with unnie when she was still young? However, when I saw unnie‘s blushing cheeks, all the ideas that came to mind felt worthless.

There, if you like it, I like it, too!

The gift was a quill pen as white as snow.
Leticia-unnie was absorbed in writing dark gray letters with the quill pen.
That’s how the memory of the six-year-old Leticia ended.
I closed my eyes like a fool and smiled happily before sighing.

“I think she‘s becoming happier.”

Even if she becomes happy, it will all change one day.
On the day she found out about her illness.

“I don’t know when that was.”

It would be very painful to see the memory of that moment.
But I decided not to pity her.
Perhaps it was because it was clear that the Leticia-unnie, who I had met, would hate it to be pitied.
I just decided to like her harder then.
Unlike other characters who have become able to take care of her, my sister is a person who has nothing more to take care of.

“Because I received it all.”

The more I live my life, the more beautiful the world seemed to be.
Just by looking at the mixed memories of my previous life, I could see that I would not have been able to be a fan to my heart’s content in my previous life.

“This is a life that I received as a bonus, so I was lucky.”

Well, by the way, Cain and Eugene seem to have a pretty good relationship.
Although their personalities are complete opposites, I can feet how the respect each other

“I don’t need to worry about it anymore.”

It’s a pleasure.
If so, I think it’s time to tackle Cain’s personal problem a little.

“After I got to know Cain a little more.
Great!”

I hummed joyfully with enthusiasm.
Today was a six-year-old memory, so it had already been 18 days since I met Leticia-unnie.
So far, it was day 18 out of the 3 months that I had.
On the 21st, when I find the next memory, it’ll be three weeks have passed.
After much consideration, I decided to meet Cain more often before that.

“Even though, there are some things that are burdensome for me.”

Still.
Unlike Leticia-unnie who had died already, I cannot be caught up in the love of Ariel and the Crown Prince and become unhappy.
Therefore, I strengthened my mind according to my original purpose.

When the day came, I told Eugene.

“Sir Bolton, shall we go on a walk again after a long time?”

“Are you sure?”, replied he while smiling. 

I suggested to him: “How about the library?”

„I had heard that Cain was living in the library these days“, said Eugene while holding back his laughter.
He definitely laughed a lot now and became somewhat softened.
It feels like trust is vaguely contained.
In fact, it seemed that Cain, Eugene, and I all had became friends these days.

“Good.
Why don’t we drag out someone who’s stuck there?”

“That’s a great idea.”

As expected, we can communicate well.

“I thought I could see him more often because he said he is on vacation.
I thought Sir Bolton would have a sparring duel with him, but what do you mean a library? It’s no different than when he is working!”

When I spoke enthusiastically half-jokingly, Eugene solemnly agreed.

“You’re right.
Then, shall we go?”

We went to the outer palace library with the same smiles.