The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen - Chapter 5



5 – Application for Re-Enrollment

Another peaceful day at the mansion.

I had planned to leave the villainess who had fallen ill and pretend to be lazy, but unwelcome guests arrived.

“I thought I wouldn’t see you for a while.”

I saw two men and women sitting at the table while sipping cheap green tea.

The design on it, with its neat white background and impressive golden embroidery, was the same as the uniform I wore a year ago.

A woman who didn’t hide her displeasure and a familiar face of a man who wandered around with a restless gaze.

They were waiting for me to sit at the table.

“You are Miss Hanna, right?”

I put the green tea that I bought for a shilling at the market in front of the guest, and said.

Hm. Does she recognize the cheap green tea just by the smell? Hanna’s expression distorted as soon as she saw the green tea.

I felt bad just by looking at her reaction.

Isn’t it too much to judge without even tasting it? I put some effort into it.

The emerald-haired woman who was gloating in this situation was also quite irritating.

It was them who suddenly came.

Not only did they disturb my honey-like break time, but they even stole my tea, those insolent bastards.

But I endured it for Miss’s reputation.

After a short tea time, Hanna nodded.

“I am Hanna Histania, a first-year student in the sword department who is in charge of the secretary in the Imperial Academy student council.”

She spoke coldly.

Since she seemed to want to get straight to the point, I thought we would be able to communicate well.

I also didn’t want to bother dealing with the guest.

‘Let’s do this quickly.’

The desire to solve the problem quickly.

If she came because of debts, she would kneel.

If she came to avenge herself on Miss, I would draw my sword.

Whichever way the conversation goes, if our opinions align, the story will end quickly.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to confirm her purpose.

“Hey, Riccardo.”

The emerald-haired insolent called me.

“Did you call me?”

“Did you call me? Puhahahahahat…. Insane. Seriously.”

He tampered with his teacup, spinning it around, the handsome man.

His appearance, resembling a faded green tea, made me disgusted by his way of calling me ‘hey’.

I smiled, a smile trained through capitalism, recalling memories from a past life.

Of course, I didn’t forget to pour tea for him.

“You seem insane. Coming without any contact beforehand.”

“hahahaha. It’s not much different from before.”

The green-headed figure in front of me seems to know me.

Of course, I know him too.

Ru-in and I were classmates at the academy.

I’m 22 years old.

In order to match Olivia’s enrollment date, I entered the academy at a late age, where younger students listened to informal speech and survived in a harsh academy.

Ru-in was a friend who always ranked second and sucked up to Olivia from behind.

In the original, I remember him as a character who established his position as a clingy man, following the female lead’s footsteps.

Especially in the novel, I remember him as a problematic character who was unlucky enough to be teased for knowing a little about fireballs.

I didn’t treat Ru-in nicely.

He was also the one who tormented Olivia in the original, and his grumbling demeanor didn’t match my needs.

Female readers praised him as a cool and decadent handsome man, but in my eyes, he seemed like someone who hadn’t learned proper manners. It felt even more so after the possession.

So, I ignored him.

Even if he spoke to me at the academy.

Even if he picked a fight.

I ignored him while calling him “Alphano”.

Was that why?

Ru-in became furious.

He didn’t cause any harm to us and was obsessed with the female lead, while I only cared about our villainess, so I ignored him with the intention of living as just two men.

I guess Ru-in felt provoked by that.

“Hey. Are you listening to me?”

Lost in memories of Ru-in, who became furious, I momentarily let my guard down.

I could ignore his faded words, but there was a possibility that he could have talked about money-related matters, so I shouldn’t have let my guard down.

Thump.

Ru-in provocatively propped his foot up on the table. The worn-out table seemed to be screaming as if it wanted to write a resignation letter.

-Screeech

“I’m sorry. I was lost in thought for a moment…”

“What…?”

“You came, and I was so nervous.”

He smiles as if he likes it.

“Anyway, it’s been a long time. Has it been a year since we last met?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

“I haven’t seen you since you were chased away by us.”

Us.

The Crown Prince and Mikhail. And others.

He must be referring to the submale characters of the heroine.

Loo-in opened his eyes with a faint gaze as if reminiscing about his brilliant past. I corrected his edited memories, worrying about his youthful dementia.

“I didn’t get chased away, I took a leave of absence.”

“hahahahaha! Ah, right, right. That’s why you came.”

Thud. Loo-in suddenly burst into laughter, then turned serious.

A shiver ran down my spine.

Not because I was scared. Just because.

‘How old is this friend? He still hasn’t grown out of his second year of middle school syndrome.’

It felt like I was seeing my own second year of middle school.

Laughing and then turning serious, a typical behavior of someone with second year of middle school syndrome who knows the other person will be frightened.

It made me uncomfortable, as if I was looking into a mirror.

“Just act like you usually do, Ricardo. You used informal speech before.”

I said as I put my chopsticks down on the table.

“Now, as a servant of the Deathmont Family, I cannot use informal speech to guests in this mansion.”

“What servant? The family is falling apart.”

“No, that’s not true. Our Deathmont Family is still doing well, but more accurately, it’s the lady I serve who has fallen.”

I had no intention of responding to his cheap provocation.

With piles of work to do, there was no point in getting into a pointless fight. Maybe if he offered money, I wouldn’t know. But even that was not the case, I hated fighting.

So, I ignored Loo-in.

Whining about trivial things isn’t good for mental health.

I glanced at the person who seemed like the only one I could have a conversation with.

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[Histania Hana, Level 28]

[Occupation: Academy Student]

[Favorability: -20]

[Favorite conversation topic: Mikhail]

[Disliked Conversation Topic: Swordsmanship]

Why are you so negative?

I was quite shocked by the cruelly floating minus favorability above my head.

“Am I that ugly?”

Or perhaps the butler’s response didn’t sit well with me.

He gave me cheap green tea, but I provided the most expensive tea in our mansion. I tried to make an impression since he was a rare guest, but it was difficult to attempt assassination with this kind of favorability.

“I still have a lot to learn.”

As a butler and as a human, I feel lacking in many aspects.

“What about Miss Hana?”

…

She ignored my question.

Instead, she put a letter on the table with a thud.

“What’s this?”

Hana crossed her arms.

It was impudent to cross one’s arms in front of a senior like that.

She looks like she would collapse with a single blow to her head.

Because I have a kind nature, I mentally counted “patience” and quietly waited for her to speak.

“The Student Council President told me to come back to school.”

“The Student Council President?”

Who is that?

She must still be far from becoming the Student Council President.

Out of curiosity, I asked.

“Who is the current Student Council President?”

“It’s Princess Shartia.”

Shartia, the Third Princess of the Empire.

From what I remember, she was a supporting character who liked Mihail in the original work.

Perhaps, I remembered her as someone who confessed cleanly and got rejected cleanly, unlike Olivia, who clung persistently like a villainess.

I nodded my head.

Princess Shartia.

We didn’t have much interaction, but I remember her as someone who wasn’t that bad.

I quickly read the letter placed on the table and pushed it forward.

“I’m sorry. It doesn’t seem like the right time yet.”

“Damn it.”

A vulgar curse could be heard. Hannah furrowed her brow.

She glanced at Ruin sitting next to her.

Ruin, still with his hand in his pocket, arrogantly spoke.

He sincerely chugged the tea we brewed and then casually muttered with a smirk, “Tsk.”

I was taken aback by his behavior, and it seemed Hannah, my companion, was also caught off guard.

Ruin said, “The timing? What timing? It’s just because you can’t do it, that’s all.”

I listened intently to Ruin’s words, quietly hoping he would speak up and make a scene.

“Isn’t that right?”

Ruin looked at me and nodded as if he wanted to see my reaction, but I just shrugged my shoulders in response.

Ruin seemed to find my reaction amusing and continued to babble on.

“Olivia has gone down the drain, who would want to come back? Your financial situation is practically dead.”

I nodded in agreement.

“That’s right.”

Ruin made a dismissive sound at my simple response.

“Act like it doesn’t bother you, but it’s true. Your mistress messed with black magic and turned into a moron.”

“That’s true.”

“Who would want to come back when morons worship morons?”

He burst into laughter.

I watched him quietly.

“Senior…!”

Hannah, who had been maintaining a poker face, twisted her expression when she heard Ruin’s insults. She hadn’t imagined he would go so far with his words.

Originally, Hannah had intended to give the villain a piece of her mind, but the sight of her senior crossing a firm line seemed to have frozen her brain.

Even the housekeeper, who silently endured the insults of her owner, seemed to share the sentiment.

The green tea has lost its flavor, and it’s annoying.

Even the senior I’m traveling with is in this situation, and I can’t think of any way to handle it at all.

The only person I could think of in Hanna’s mind was Mikhail.

I quietly watched the two of them.

It couldn’t be helped that it was an interesting spectacle.

They had ignored everything, but when it came to a fight, the woman who tried to stop it.

The magician who bragged about being great and laughed was ridiculous.

To be honest, it wasn’t a wrong statement.

I left as if I were chased away and took a leave of absence.

The young lady had a disability she couldn’t help.

But the fact is, it felt unpleasant.

“Should we fight?”

As anonymity is guaranteed in modern society, the greatest growth was not in strength or knowledge.

It was the extreme development of eloquence.

Modern people, from the moment they grasp the keyboard, sharpen their skills to break the opponent’s mental state until the day they die.

I grew up that way in the cruel world of games. To protect the mother who must be somewhere even if she’s an orphan, I had to become strong.

So, I know Ruin’s weaknesses better than anyone else. Maybe even better than himself.

Because I saw the original work.

And I can also learn his weaknesses through the liking system.

But the reason I don’t touch him further here is simple.

For fear that the villain might hear.

I always had to be cautious.

If the sensitive villain hears the sound of a fight, the mansion might turn into a sea of tears for a while.

There are already many islands, and if more anger is provoked here, it might really explode.

But I can’t just be on the receiving end.

I quietly pondered the sentence that would most likely make him lose his temper. I thought quietly about the sentence that would provoke his arrogance while being calm.

“That’s right. So, I’m postponing my return to school because I’ve been slapped around, right?”

“Isn’t that so?”

Ruin chuckled with a smirk.

He laughed contentedly, saying, “Now you finally get the point,” but.

The expression on his face soured at the words that followed.

“The top student now is a disciple of the Tower who snatched the top spot from a common noble’s daughter in her second year. Wow…”

I laughed maliciously.

“Really lacking in skill…”

It happened in an instant.

“This damn guy.”

What Ruien created from his hand.

Hannah, who was next to him, couldn’t comprehend. It was too fast, and she couldn’t follow with her eyes.

Is this the difference between the first and second years, I wondered.

Hannah moved her body belatedly, still feeling a distant wall.

“Senpai…!”

-Boom!-

That was the moment.

Ruien, who had activated magic, plunged his head into the floor.

The old table shattered into pieces.

Ruien, who was about to scream, had his head stuck to the ground.

Hannah blinked her eyes.

She couldn’t see.

No, it was more accurate to say she didn’t see.

She closed her eyes and when she opened them, all of this was already over.

The person who had accomplished all of this in the blink of an eye grabbed the struggling Ruien by the head and whispered softly.

“Shut your mouth. The lady is sleeping.”

The butler’s red eyes were gleaming brightly.