Genshin Impact: Villain Life Simulator

"So that's the reason?" Lucas said with mixed emotions. "I thought it was..."

"I know what you're thinking. We haven't officially married yet, but we've already consummated our relationship," Eula seemed to have prepared herself mentally long ago. She looked directly at Lucas and said seriously:

"In this life, I may not become the head of the Lawrence family, but besides you, I, Eula Lawrence, will not marry anyone else. Giving myself to you sooner or later doesn't really matter."

"Sister Eula..." 

Lucas felt deeply moved.

To have such a sister, what more could one ask for?

"But..." Eula's tone changed, and she said coldly, "If you dare to betray me, hmph hmph."

"I swear, I will never betray you in this life, otherwise..." Lucas's eyes rolled, and he said, "Let me be eaten by an evil dragon!" 

Lucas found a loophole in his own oath.

After all, "this life" was only in the simulator.

"Tch..." 

Eula gave Lucas a sidelong glance and smiled, "There are no evil dragons in this world, stop trying to be clever. If you dare to betray me... my revenge will be more terrifying than any dragon!"

Indeed, due to the changes in the world line, the simulated world of Mondstadt had not been invaded by the wind dragon Dvalin, and Mondstadt had long forgotten the fear of being ruled by dragon disasters.

Eula's personality wasn't much different from reality, but because the Lawrence family hadn't fallen, she hadn't experienced neglect and hostility, so she was naturally more cheerful.

To make an imperfect comparison, Eula might be the "Jean" of another world.

The same noble birth, the same favored daughter of heaven, the same focus of attention.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!"

Just as Lucas and Eula were about to continue their intimate moment, a knocking sound suddenly came from outside: "Lucas, open the door."

"Oh no, it's Mom!" 

Lucas and Eula both looked surprised.

This feeling was just like young lovers caught in a midnight tryst when a parent suddenly knocks on the door.

"I... I'm coming!" Lucas hurriedly said, "Mom, don't open the door yet!"

"I... I'll leave first!" Eula quickly reacted, nimbly climbing over the window. Holding onto the windowsill with both hands, she said to Lucas reluctantly, "Good... goodbye."

No wonder she was so reluctant to leave, as their next meeting... would probably be three years later.

"We'll definitely meet again!"

Lucas leaned out and gave his future wife a passionate farewell kiss.

"This child, why is he so slow?" 

With a creaking sound, the door was pushed open by Mrs. Schubert, who saw her son leaning on the windowsill, not knowing what he was doing.

At this moment, Lucas was stretching his head out, watching Eula leave with lingering affection, while Eula also seemed unwilling to leave, looking back at her dear brother every few steps.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Schubert immediately became alarmed. She stepped forward and hugged Lucas, crying out, "My son! It's just a few years of military school, you don't need to end your life over it!"

Lucas felt speechless and had to say helplessly, "Mom I'm not trying to end my life. I'm just looking at the scenery. Besides, this is only the second floor, falling from here would at most break a leg, right?"

Mrs. Schubert calmed down a bit. She suspiciously stuck her head out and immediately saw Eula, who hadn't had time to walk far.

"Oh, isn't this Eula?" Mrs. Schubert was slightly stunned and asked, "What are you doing here so late?"

Because Lucas had been inseparable from Eula since childhood, Mrs. Schubert was naturally quite familiar with Eula.

Of course, precisely because of this, Mrs. Schubert didn't have any unusual thoughts.

"Aun... Aunt, hello!" Eula's little face turned red as she stammered, "I... I'm night jogging."

"Ah, you child, you're working too hard," Mrs. Schubert showed a somewhat distressed expression. "Why don't you rest for a while, and I'll make you a cup of tea?"

"No need!" Eula hurriedly pretended to be jogging and said, "I have other training to do, so... so I'll be going now!"

With that, she ran away stiffly. If Mrs. Schubert had been more observant, she might have noticed that Eula's running motion was awkward due to her nervousness.

Watching Eula's retreating figure, Mrs. Schubert sighed and said, "What a wonderful child... Look at you, you grew up together, why can't you learn from her?"

Indeed, parents are all the same; other people's children always seem the best.

"Yes..." Lucas seemed to be still savoring what had just happened, murmuring, "Sister Eula is really great..."

"Ah, such a good girl..." Mrs. Schubert said with regret, "I wonder which lucky man she'll marry one day?"

To this, Lucas just smiled without saying anything.

He wondered what expression his mother would make when she eventually learned that Eula had chosen him.

[Entering text mode]

[Age 16: You left for Snezhnaya with only a small amount of luggage and a letter of introduction. Your father, Schubert, had coordinated with Mondstadt's Snezhnaya envoy to get you enrolled in the Snezhnaya military academy.]

[It wasn't your first time in Snezhnaya. In your previous life, you had traveled across the seven nations with the Dragon Ursa, who had a particular fondness for a local brew called "firewater." Whenever she drank too much, she would perform fire-breathing tricks in the taverns.]

[Of course, that wasn't alcohol-fueled fire, but Ursa's own dragon breath. You couldn't help but think of that fierce yet adorable dragon. After a thousand years, she had probably returned to the dust by now, right?]

[But your feet unconsciously led you back to the small tavern you used to frequent with her. Surprisingly, it was still there, though it had changed its appearance.]

[You couldn't help but chuckle at yourself. Of course, a little tavern couldn't possibly last a thousand years. Still, you went inside to have a drink or two to remember the past.]

[Among the seven nations, Mondstadt is undoubtedly the one that loves alcoholic beverages the most. Otherwise, the Ragnvindr family wouldn't have been able to amass such wealth through the wine industry. However, when it came to alcohol tolerance, Snezhnaya far surpassed Mondstadt.]

[For Mondstadters, drinking was like drinking water. For Snezhnayans, alcohol was as vital as blood.]

[It's said that each year, some Snezhnayans drink themselves to death by passing out drunk on the roadside and freezing to death. At one point, the government even issued a prohibition, but public outcry forced them to repeal it.]

[Perhaps due to their rugged nature, Snezhnaya didn't prohibit minors from drinking. You easily ordered a strong drink.]

[However, you were surprised to see an old, prominent oil painting hanging on the tavern wall.]

[In the painting, a delicate girl was shown breathing fire, while next to her sat a smiling middle-aged man, casually sipping his drink.]

[For some reason, you felt your eyes moisten. "What's the story behind this painting?" you casually asked the bartender.]

["It's said that a thousand years ago, there was a foreign girl who drank one hundred and seventy-eight cups of 'firewater' in a row," the bartender says with a smile while wiping a glass. "The bar owner at the time painted this scene of her drinking fierce liquor."]

[You continue to ask, "But why is a thousand-year-old painting hung here?"]

["This legend is quite famous in Snezhnaya, so a tradition was established here. No matter what kind of shop opens in this place, they always pass this painting on to the next shop."]

[You ponder for a moment and express your desire to buy the painting. However, the bartender shakes his head and says, "This painting is not for sale, but if someone can surpass the record of one hundred and seventy-eight cups, they can win this painting."]

[Almost every day, people come to take on the challenge, but no one has ever surpassed the record. Some even believe it's just a gimmick used by the bar to attract customers. Only you know... that it all really happened, as vivid as if it were yesterday]

[Whether it's because you miss your homeland or you miss Ursa who accompanied you in your previous life, you unknowingly drink a lot. In your haze, you seem to see Ursa pushing your shoulder, opening her mouth saying, "I'm hungry, go get me something to eat!"]

["Ursa!" You hug the girl in front of you, but what follows is a heavy slap. You realize that you're not hugging Ursa, but a waitress who had come to collect the empty glasses.]

[However, this waitress is quite pretty. Although she seems even younger than you, she's quite tall, and more importantly, the girls of Snezhnaya have a wild beauty different from the women of Mondstadt. Those waitresses in Mondstadt bars would never slap a drunk customer]

[Just as you were about to speak, you suddenly felt a chill on your face. The waitress had splashed the remaining drink in her cup onto your face, waking you up even more.]

[The surrounding patrons burst into boos and laughter. Clearly, this wasn't the first time this wild flower had done such a thing. Faced with their jeers, you decided to...]

[1. Apologize.]

[2. Threaten her.]

[3. Start a fight.]

Apologizing is impossible, it will never happen in this life.

Hitting a woman would be undignified, and besides, you're a foreigner in this land. The bar is filled with rowdy drunks who'd love to see a fight break out, and you'd likely gain nothing from it.

Moreover, getting violent with a woman after failing to flirt with her would make you no better than a beast. Even if you're playing the villain, Lucas still has his limits.

"I choose the second option."

[Entering immersive mode]

[Mission objective: Take revenge on the waitress. The more hatred she feels toward you, the greater the reward.]

Interesting?

When Lucas opened his eyes again, what appeared before him was a noisy, bustling bar. The drunk customers around seemed to be watching the show, all looking at him.

Standing in front of him was a beautiful young girl, but she was fuming with anger.

It had to be said, perhaps due to the cold climate of Snezhnaya and the nutritious food they consumed, the girl in front of him, though around the same age as Lucas, had quite the impressive figure. Almost as impressive as Eula's.

"What are you looking at?" The waitress glared at Lucas and said, "Consider yourself lucky to get off with just a slap."

"I was drunk and acted on impulse. I deserved that slap," Lucas smiled slightly and said, "But that drink you threw at me, I'm not letting that slide."

"Hmph," the waitress seemed completely unafraid of the drunk customer in front of her and said, "My hand slipped, at most I'll clean it up for you."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is a suit made by Mondstadt's top tailor, using the finest silk," Lucas held up five fingers and said, "It's worth at least this much, and now you've ruined it all. Asking you to compensate me isn't too much, is it?"

The waitress knew that throwing that glass of wine was a bit excessive, but she still stubbornly said, "It's just 50,000 Mora, right? I'll compensate you, even if it means I work this week for free!"

"50,000 Mora? That'll only cover one sleeve. Listen carefully, it's 500,000 Mora." Lucas casually took out his letter of recommendation stamped with Mondstadt's seal and added:

"Imagine the headline: Mondstadt exchange student discriminated against, brutally splashed with wine by waitress. I bet the newspapers would love that."

The waitress's expression darkened even more.

To be honest, she wasn't afraid of this man's threats, but she didn't want to make a big deal out of this incident.

"Tonia..." The bartender nearby said with some helplessness, "Why don't you just apologize?"

Tonia?

That name sounds quite nice.

Lucas pondered silently, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before.

However, even in the game, Snezhnaya was still an unopened map, and there wasn't much information about it. He didn't have any real impression of the name, so it likely wasn't a major character.

"I... I understand," Tonia gritted her teeth and bowed her head slightly toward Lucas. "It was my fault."

"Just admitting fault isn't enough," Lucas reached out his hand to Tonia and said, "Pay up, 500,000 Mora, not a single coin less."

"I... I don't have that much money." Tonia bit her lip tightly, "I'll pay you back slowly."

"Pay back slowly?" Lucas tilted his head and smiled, "How do I know you won't just run away?"

"How could I, I'm..." Tonia stopped halfway through her sentence, frowned and said, "Forget it, what do you suggest then?"

"Actually, I don't care about a mere 500,000. Young master just wants to seek justice," Lucas looked Tonia up and down with ill intent and said, "If you help me clean the wine off my body, I'll let it go."

"Really?"

Tonia was a bit surprised in her heart. She had thought this bad guy had some evil intentions, but unexpectedly, his request was so simple. So she nodded and said, "I'll go get some paper towels right away."

"Who said anything about using paper towels?" Lucas stuck out his tongue and pointed at it. "Use this. Clean it with your tongue."

"You!" Tonia's face flushed with anger and embarrassment. "How... how could you ask such a thing?"

"Hurry up," Lucas said impatiently, "If it dries on its own in a while, I'll have to make you pay."

Tonia hesitated for a moment, then nodded very reluctantly and said, "I... I agree, but can we... do this in the break room?"

The bar was filled with drunken patrons eagerly watching the spectacle.

After all, it wasn't often they got to see the usually arrogant waitress being humiliated. Everyone was curious to see how she'd be punished.

"Of course," Lucas nodded and said, "After all, I'm not some kind of demon."

Still, watching Lucas and Tonya walk into the break room together left the patrons feeling somewhat disappointed. It wasn't every day they got the chance to witness such an amusing scene.

Twenty minutes later.

Lucas and Tonia finally walked out of the break room. Lucas's face showed a relaxed and contented expression, and the wine on his face had long been cleaned up.

As for how they were cleaned... there was no need for further explanation.

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