BJ Villainess - Chapter 4
I clicked my tongue and asked Roseanne what she was doing.
“What brings you here?”
“…I stop by to see what you’re doing.”
Roseanne must have heard that I said I found Libby.
Therefore, she must have come to Theresa with such a firm expression.
Besides, I was changing rooms, so you wouldn’t be able to get anything without checking it with me for yourself.
I said lightly.
“I feel pressured to use this room. It’s the best room, shouldn’t Libby use it?”
“…”
Roseanne had a solemn posture with her hands clasped together neatly like a Duchess, but at my words, she scratched her delicate skin with her fingernails, revealing her agitation.
If the nails were just a little sharper, they would surely have left scars.
As such, Libby was a lump deeply engraved on Roseanne’s chest.
“Even if Libby comes back… You should use this room. You’re Squire’s eldest daughter.”
The corners of Roseanne’s lips were trembling thinly as she said that.
The gaze staring at me was filled with deep distrust and doubt, and the pretty light green eyes were darkened.
It was sad, but I had no special sympathy.
It wasn’t my family anyway, and the people here even threatened Theresa.
When Libby returned, there would be more candidates for the Duke’s successor.
Theresa, who had no special features other than being the eldest daughter, would quickly be pushed out of the candidate list of succession.
But with the public eye, they couldn’t just drag her down from the candidate list so they would somehow create a decisive flaw.
In the original scenario, Theresa was excommunicated from the family and had a miserable end.
‘Even if it has nothing to do with the family, Roseanne will not stand still if she thinks that Therese is a threat to her daughter.’
I worked pretty hard on the Duchess’s setup.
A mother who looks kind and gentle, but can put blood on her hands for her children.
Even if it means killing her stepdaughter.
It meant that even if I survived at the Duke of Squire, I could die unknowingly at the hands of the Duchess.
There was definitely a route like that.
So I had to get out of the Duke of Squire safely.
And… to be honest, I didn’t want to do anything to look good to someone who wasn’t even my family anymore.
‘I’d be much happier if these people just go away.’
I opened my mouth calmly.
“Stepmother.”
Roseanne showed a surprised look as if she had been caught off guard.
It was because Theresa only referred to Roseanne as Duchess and had never called her Stepmother before.
However, I used the title of Stepmother not to come to my senses or to take a dramatic reconciliation route.
“You don’t have to try to do anything for me. I have no desire to be friendly with my family anyway.”
It was just to draw the line more clearly.
“That doesn’t mean we’re going to have unnecessary warfare.”
It meant that we should treat each other only to the extent of a sense of duty that was inevitably intertwined under the guise of blood relatives.
It seemed strange to see Therese, who was always violent and vicious and demanding more than she should, showing a cool attitude, so Roseanne couldn’t stay calm.
She looked at me with more alert eyes.
It was Theresa who had been harassing her more than anyone else so far.
Who are you, trying to be my mother? She had been aggravating the discord in the family by arguing that she dared to pose as a duchess.
I couldn’t just act as if those things never happened.
In order to convince the opponent, a more Theresa-like idea was needed.
“Stepmother has won.”
“…What do you mean?”
“I lost. I used the successor’s room, but I didn’t end up as the successor, did I? But what if Libby comes back?”
In fact, Libby easily became the Duke’s successor.
It was a necessary part of the story progression.
So, are you satisfied?
You’re welcome.
‘Who would like it if you suddenly possessed a character and were offered a successor position to take charge of the Duke’s fortune?’
Instead, it’s much better to be a second-generation chaebol because it means having a lot of money with no responsibilities.
I shrugged my shoulders lightly.
“I’m thinking of getting out of here. So what does it matter if I hand over the successor’s room or not?”
“You’re leaving the house?”
Roseanne looked completely incredulous.
It was only natural. Theresa was the one who wouldn’t stay in the dorm even if she died.
The dormitory was also designed very nicely, but in the eyes of Theresa, a noble aristocrat from birth, it must have looked like a commoner’s villa.
It was ridiculous to compare the dormitory with the Duke’s residence in the first place
It was two completely different things. Completely different.
“Yes, I’d like to apply for the Valhalla dormitory. I won’t be back home until I graduate.”
Valhalla was the name of the magic school Theresa attended.
{God’s Play} adopted your average school story plots.
It was a fantasy magic academy thing.
The scene of the capital that seemed to be a collection of only beautiful buildings in Europe.
White pigeons playing in the sky.
A clock tower in the square.
And school uniforms.
The magic school where the heroine attended operated like a university, but I couldn’t give up on school uniforms.
‘No matter how you see it, it’s an academy story.’
And with the male lead candidates’ love.
Adventures were added as sweeteners.
As Ozworld said, it was a typical cliché, but it was also a guaranteed big hit.
Of course, it was only if I played the heroine.
Theresa was a senior, a fourth-year student at the magic school.
Libby, who would enter as a freshman, would only be in school for one year, but it was nothing to be relieved about.
The game only dealt with that one year.
Two of the male lead candidates were in the same fourth year as Theresa, so this was an inevitable choice in terms of the story.
This was because there was a very strong opinion among the developers that they could not give up the student council president and the vice student council president as male lead candidates.
‘Of course. It’s an academy story, so they can’t give up the student president’s character.’
I made eye contact with the employees who were watching this situation.
“What are you doing? Aren’t going to finish the room before Libby arrives?”
“M-move the furniture this way. Push the carpet!”
Only then did the employees pretend to be focused on their work again, and everyone avoided my eyes.
I turned to Roseanne.
“Stepmother, please look over them. I’ll go to the room.”
“…Yes, go ahead.”
Bow.
After being properly courteous, I quickly left the room as if I had no regrets at all.
At first glance, I could feel Roseanne staring at me, but it was none of my business.
“Ah, I’m hungry…”
This was inevitable because I didn’t eat anything until now after waking up.
Ring!
[The Constellation ‘Finding Mukbang BJ’ has sponsored 100 coins.]
[Please eat something ㅠ I’ll buy you 500 coins.]
T/L note: ㅠ is a crying emoji in case ya all don’t notice.
I have to eat anyway, so should I just do it?
I called an employee passing by.
“Hey there, wait a minute.”
The employee rushed to me with a look of fear.
“Yes, please tell me.”
“Bring me something to my room.”
“I understand.”
The employee quickly got out of my sight, relieved that it was just a trivial matter.
“Well… Is this the life of a villainess?”
Even though I’ve been treated as a funny person, it’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone fear me.
‘It’s not about succumbing to dignity, it’s about avoiding a time bomb that might explode.’
“Not bad.”
Anyway, I kind of liked the fact that she was not a character that could be easily ignored.
[The Constellation ‘Chaotic Evil’ actively agrees.]
[The Constellation ‘Lawful Good’ frowns.]
I tilted my head.
“This channel just opened yesterday, but there seem to be a lot of people watching it?”
Ring!
[The Constellation ‘Explanation Bug’ have sponsored 100 coins.]
[Yes yes since it’s the Ozworld’s channel, he’s super famous among the channel managers.]
“That punk… No, that manager is super famous?”
There’s no way.
[Some of the Constellations like BJ’s punk remark.]
[The Constellation ‘Kick Out the Handsome Manager’ giggles, asking if Ozworld’s face sales power is over.]
Aren’t the Constellations supposed to be like Gods…?
Even that kind of being seemed to be jealous of the appearance of others.
‘Well, just looking at the nicknames that have popped up so far, they’re not normal.’
Rather than transcendent beings, I felt like they were just viewers of the Earth.
‘I called him a punk by mistake, but I’m glad the response was good.’
Anyway.
I went back to my room and checked the current situation.
“First of all, this.”
I checked today’s date earlier after moving the room.
February 15th.
There were about two weeks left until the entrance ceremony for freshmen on March 1.
Till then, I would along well without any problem, and when I entered the dormitory, my entanglement with the Squire family was over.
‘I have no choice but to be involved with Libby.’
If I took her to a place where the male leads often appeared and let her be, she would do well on her own.
The servants opened the door as I stood in front of the door at the end of the hall.
When you enter the room, you can see the middle door with a drawing room much larger than my single room.
If you open the middle door and enter it, a bedroom larger than the drawing room appears.
The mansion of an aristocrat is very luxurious.
I ordered the maids who were following me into the bedroom to stay outside.
There was something I needed to check by myself.
Thud.
I sat on the sofa in a relaxed position that would have made Raul scold me if he had seen it.
“Money and power are good.”
[The Constellation ‘Chaotic Evil’ actively agrees.]
[The Constellation ‘Lawful Good’ frowns.]
I don’t know exactly what kind of channel Ozworld deals with, but it’s certainly the opposite of the lawful tendency.
‘Why are you coming into a channel where BJ is the villainess in the first place?’
It was a minor question, but that wasn’t the point now.
I pursed my lips.
“Status window.”
