The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 2



2 – The Letter the Villainess Awaits -1-

Right in front of the first floor entrance.

I quickly brushed my disheveled hair with my hand and straightened my clothes before standing in front of the young lady’s room.

Today was the only day off for the maid in the mansion. In other words, there were only the young lady and me in the mansion.

Now that I became the person who had to take care of the young lady if anything happened, I was in a very busy state.

‘This should be enough.’

-Knock knock.

“I will come in, young lady.”

A calm voice that said the noise could happen at any time came from behind the door.

“Come in.”

-Squeak.

When I opened the door, a stuffed bear with its limbs dismantled greeted me.

“Oh, my lord.”

Why did the stuffed bear that I bought for the sake of the young lady’s peace of mind have to end up like this? Mourning the fate of the ruined stuffed bear, I bowed my head.

And also,

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The flower vase was shattered.

The blanket turned into a mess.

“It was so ruthless..”

Why was the room made this way?

Even in small measures, I could anticipate the room owner’s unstable mental state.

While I was lost in thought, enjoying my own self-pity, the room owner’s cold voice came through.

“Ricardo.”

“Yes.”

Lying on the floor, I locked eyes with the room owner staring intensely at me.

[Deathmont Olivia Lv. 0.5]

[Occupation: Unemployed]

[Affection: 20]

[Favorite topic of conversation: Mihail]

Smooth white hair tied up in a bun.

A small, round face.

My owner, who doesn’t have a separate hiding place.

Deathmont Olivia.

The flower of the social circle, where has she gone? With a head full of flowers, she was lying face down next to the bed.

Olivia reached out her hand to me.

“Help me up.”

The outreached hand of the fair lady.

I lightly ignored her hand and quickly lifted her up.

“Ugh… how dare you grab a noble?”

The lady swinging her hand up and down.

I lightly ignored her cute resistance and tossed her onto the bed.

“Ehehehehe…! An inhumane servant who dares to throw a noble like that!”

“It’s fine for me.”

The lady opened her eyes, looking refreshed.

Seems like she was not used to being treated so recklessly as a noble. Her grip on her fist, ready to strike, was quite terrifying.

“Ehehehe! A commoner!”

The grumbling lady.

She seemed to want to express her immense anger, revealed on her pale forehead, but instead of fear, I only felt one impulse.

“I want to give her a swift kick.”

But that wouldn’t be right. I held back the urge to kick the fragile head of the lady who only ate one meal a day, thinking that it could result in a funeral.

That aside.

Are there any injuries?

I worried that the pieces of broken glass trampled underfoot might have cut the fragile skin of the lady.

It doesn’t seem too severe when seen with the eyes. But there could be unseen places where it could hurt, so I should check carefully to find out.

Olivia, lying neatly on the bed, hands clasped together.

I cautiously held the end of Olivia’s skirt.

“May I check for injuries?”

“You may.”

The villainess nodded her head calmly.

There was no change in her expression, as if it wasn’t embarrassing to show her bare legs to a grown man. Even her cheeks didn’t flush. My pride was slightly scratched.

“It seems like a small scratch. I’ll apply ointment.”

“A scratch?”

“Yes. It’s a little on the knee.”

“I didn’t feel anything.”

A moment of silence filled the room.

No matter how much time had passed, I didn’t know how to react to such a response.

It was still awkward for the lady who would get angry even with a tiny mark of a scratch to respond emotionlessly with “oh well”.

The lady said it without thinking, but it was a bit difficult to accept her words.

Olivia muttered, “Ah.”

“That aside, what did you do today?”

“I worked hard.”

“A lazy person who only plays and eats, right?”

“… It’s unpleasant to be called a lazy person.”

The villainess rudely spoke about the maid who worked without pay. In my anger, I decided to apply a bit more ointment.

-Squish.

Of course, the lady who couldn’t feel pain wouldn’t know my emotions, but still, I showed her that I too was a person seeking revenge.

“I cleaned the fence today.”

“Cleaning?”

“Yes. The vines had grown a lot, so there was a need to tidy up.”

“Hmm… You worked hard.”

“Yes, I did. Miss, why were you acting that way?”

The young lady narrowed her eyes and spoke.

It seemed like something big had happened.

Setting aside the cotton swab she was applying medicine with, she focused on what the young lady was saying.

“A cockroach appeared…!”

“Pfft!”

“You’re scared too.”

“Ah, yes…”

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

They exchanged a few more trivial stories.

Starting from the offensive comment about how big the cockroach was, they talked about the current rumors that were going around.

In order to satisfy the young lady’s curiosity, as she couldn’t go outside, I added some lies and told stories about the outside world.

Among them, the young lady seemed most interested in the Academy. When I tried to talk about stories related to the Academy, she turned her head pretending not to be interested, but her ears perked up.

“I heard that the swordsmanship department won the interclass competition this year. Last year, it was the magic department that won, you know?”

“It’s because I wasn’t there.”

“That’s right.”

“And again…”

“Besides that, Ricardo, did he come by any chance?”

I was happily sharing the stories I overheard while cleaning the walls when the young lady abruptly interrupted. She cut the conversation in half.

If any Greek god, who valued enthusiasm like their own life, had seen this, they would have stuck a harp straight into the young lady’s head. But as I didn’t bet my life on enthusiasm, I decided to satisfy the young lady’s curiosity instead.

“What are you talking about?”

“A letter.”

Olivia summed up her thoughts in a short sentence.

“But it’s still far from the deadline for the debt collection letter to arrive, isn’t it?”

“Besides that.”

“This is the most important thing.”

Olivia’s favorability rating has dropped by 1.

A sudden drop in favorability that hasn’t been seen in a long time.

It’s been visible since the possession.

I don’t even know what this is about.

She occasionally gives me quests, but apart from slightly increasing my abilities, there hasn’t been any remarkable reward. It’s been a while since I was expelled from the academy and I haven’t seen any quests since then.

Even the status window has cut ties with me. Is that so?

Putting aside my bitter feelings, I continued the conversation with the lady.

“The fine is 1 million gold.”

“…Shut up.”

Olivia is sending a villainous gaze that hasn’t been seen in a long time.

I kept the words “What’s the point of staring at me like that” in my heart, but I resisted saying it because it was cute.

But it’s a letter.

If it’s a letter that’s coming to our mansion, there are only two types.

A threatening letter sent by the students that Olivia harassed at the academy, and a debt collection letter for 1 million gold.

But it’s not a letter of that kind…

With a nervous heart, I looked up at the lady.

“Madam, shouldn’t I be sold as a slave?”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

The lady tightly grasped the blanket.

“Other than that, is there a letter from the academy?”

“No. I haven’t seen one.”

“Do you have a letter from Mikhail?”

For a moment, a wrinkle appeared on her forehead.

“What did you just say?”

A brief silence.

“I apologize.”

I quickly apologized.

As a butler who can’t hide his expression.

I still have a lot to learn.

The lady seemed dissatisfied with my appearance, as her lips twitched. She seemed like she wanted to say something, but she seemed to be carefully considering her words.

“It’s fine. Be careful from now on.”

The young lady lowered her head. It seemed that the letter she was waiting for was more important than my mistake.

She turned her head towards the window.

Perhaps she was hesitant to say it herself, I decided to listen to what the young lady had to say.

“I wrote a letter last week too. I still haven’t received a reply.”

-Nods.

I nodded my head casually.

“Did I do something wrong? It’s clear that I made her angry since she hasn’t replied for a year.”

“I see.”

When she expressed her doubt, I clapped my hands, thinking of a good way to respond.

“Then don’t write it.”

[Olivia’s affinity has decreased by 5.]

In an instant, along with the ringing alarm, a cold response came back.

“Shut up.”

The young lady responded coldly.

Her words pierced like a dagger.

In this moment, I painfully realized that the young lady was indeed a villainess.

She glared at me as if asking me to say something, clenching her fist tightly. As a result, I also felt bad.

But I wasn’t so angry.

Who am I?

I am the fool of a maid to the villainess.

And that for 13 years.

Even this appearance looked healthy and satisfying. Compared to the day a year ago, I could handle this appearance anytime.

No matter how terrible her personality may be, we have lived together for 13 years, and it wasn’t even a big fight that made her treat her owner so poorly. If anything, this is what nobility looks like.

There was even a time when I threw a flower vase at her head.

“I’m sorry. I’ll go and check again.”

Every argument ended with me losing.

Losing affinity and hurting emotions were a part of our daily conversations.

I brushed off the lady who was glaring at me harshly while sitting on the bed.

She seems to be in a bad mood.

I should hurry and make dinner.

I made an excuse to the lady as if running away.

“I’ll go prepare dinner.”

“I’m not going to eat. Leave.”

The lady seems firmly annoyed.

I lowered my head and greeted her.

I didn’t forget to vent my anger.

“Mikhail, you bastard! Lolicon bastard.”

-Ding!

I heard a sound that lowered the degree of favorability.

***

Ricardo left the room with a gloomy expression.

Olivia, who was left alone in the room, muttered softly.

“Annoying. Annoying. Annoying.”

Today has been a day with nothing going right.

A cockroach came out and fell on the bed

and her beautiful knee got bruised.

She didn’t receive a letter from Mikhail.

And.

She fought with Ricardo.

They fought for no good reason at all.

Because of a letter that didn’t even come.

It’s not even kindergarten.

Olivia covered herself with the blanket up to her head. Olivia, whispering quietly. She spoke in a voice even too low for passing ants to hear.

“I’m scared.”

Olivia clenched her fists.

“I’m scared of cockroaches.”

The cockroach she saw in her room today was too big. She wants to call Ricardo right now, but her pride doesn’t allow it.

“Sigh.”

As sleep evaded her, Olivia’s mind replayed the events of the day.

Nothing significant happened.

She absentmindedly stared at the ceiling.

She argued with her butler.

That’s it.

The image of her red-haired butler slumping his shoulders and leaving the room still haunted her.

“What’s it to you meddling in my business?”

Ricardo spoke the truth.

Waiting for a letter from a man who ruined her household was insane and foolish. How pathetic she must be, even punching the blanket every night out of frustration.

“But what can I do if it’s something I like?”

It was a kind of stubbornness.

She wanted to see it through since she had started. It had already been utterly destroyed, and there was nowhere else for it to go. All she could establish was a shoddy one-sided love.

“But isn’t it the butler’s duty to support, even if it’s empty words?”

Supporting with empty words, encouraging, that’s what a butler should do. Even noble ladies have their butlers help them hide love letters under their shoe rack, right?

Ricardo had never done such a thing.

On the contrary, he had hindered her love.

[Olivia’s affection has decreased by 2.]

In retrospect, Ricardo was also the culprit for all this.

Whenever she tried to meet Mikhail, he made all sorts of excuses to interfere. And when she tried to give a gift to Mikhail, he crossed the line by giving unwanted advice about the butler issue.

Perhaps if Ricardo hadn’t been there, things wouldn’t have gone wrong between Mikhail and her?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.

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[Olivia’s affection has decreased by 1.]

Despite feeling pathetic, such thoughts remained in her heart.

That at that time, if Ricardo hadn’t stopped using black magic, Mikhail would be dating her now.

That was when it happened.

[Achievement: Affection has reached 0.]

[Quest Completed: “Ungrateful.”]

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“What is this?”

Has insanity finally arrived?

Olivia thought, “Finally, have I gone crazy? It must be, otherwise it doesn’t make sense to see blue writing in the sky.”

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The blue writing wouldn’t disappear no matter how much she waved her hand.

“Am I really going insane?”

Olivia became depressed.

But for some reason, her gaze was drawn to the blue writing. It felt like seeing a solitary, blooming mushroom in the mountains.

She couldn’t take her eyes off it strangely.

Because it seemed like she could see the painting she had longed for so much.

Her dream that she had wished for so desperately.

To see herself laughing and dating with Mikhail.

“I must be going crazy.”

Even after an hour, the blue writing that didn’t disappear made Olivia bored and she said,

“Since I’m already crazy, wouldn’t it be okay to go a little crazier?”

She was convinced that the future shown by the blue window would definitely be happy.

“Yeah.”

Olivia nodded her head.

“I’ll read it.”