The Villainesses in the Romance Fantasy Novel Became Obsessed with me

Depression doesn’t easily leave your mind.

It settles in a part of your brain, constantly whispering to you.

‘It’s true that I’m inferior to that artist girl. I have less money and less talent than that duchess. It takes me twice as long to study compared to others.’

A whisper that brought out negative words.

Bluebell lay in bed. She responded to the whisper in a sinking tone.

“I’m an idiot… Just a prideful, foul-mouthed idiot…”

In front of others, when there wete many people around, she acted tough.

But when she was alone, Bluebell didn’t see herself as someone who helped others.

She thought she was just a foul-mouthed girl with no talent.

Her sharp-tongued behavior towards others stemmed from this.

Regretting her foolishness, Bluebell closed her eyes.

“I’ll just sleep…”

She didn’t want to move.

Bluebell didn’t get up from the bed.

Even as evening passed, the morning sun rose, and she had to attend her classes.

She kept her eyes closed, covered her ears, and pulled the blanket over her head.

“I don’t want to do anything…”

Ignoring her throbbing ankle, Bluebell kept her eyes closed despite not feeling sleepiness.

Today, she wanted to remain still like a cold corpse.

She preferred to slowly sink rather than struggle and flail in the water.

“… If I’m needed, Damian will come.”

Leaving a glimmer of hope.

Bluebell didn’t attend her classes.

With her eyes closed, countless scenes flitted through her mind like a dream.

But feeling unpleasant, she decided to erase them from her thoughts immediately.

“The idea of Damian marrying someone other than me is absurd…”

In her dark room.

Bluebell muttered to herself.

***

“Is Bluebell Pieridot absent today?”

Introduction to Political Science.

A fundamental course in the department.

At the professor’s question, I turned to look at the empty seat on my right.

‘… Why didn’t she come?’

Bluebell.

Was she shocked by what happened yesterday?

Her usual seat next to mine was empty.

‘Did Nadia hurt Bluebell’s pride so much that she didn’t want to attend class?’

It seemed like we had an absence today.

Personal reasons obviously didn’t work with the professor.

The professor marked Bluebell’s absence on the attendance sheet.

It appeared she had been marked as absent.

‘Was yesterday’s incident that shocking for her…?’

Hmm.

I shouldn’t think based on my own standards.

Bluebell valued her pride above all else.

She placed the utmost importance on her appearance.

I thought it was understandable if Bluebell decided to skip class.

Her standards were very different from those of ordinary people.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

After the lecture, I packed my books into my bag.

There were 20 minutes until the next class started.

‘Can I make it to the girls’ dorm and send a message to Bluebell in that time?’

No.

The distance was too far.

It was almost impossible.

But even a slight chance was worth it.

‘Being a little late… should be okay. After all, it’s just an elective.’

Bluebell’s state was more important than my grades.

If it was Bluebell, she might impulsively cause chaos in the territory.

The infamous Bluebell from the novel was beyond imagination.

I quickly packed my things and headed straight to the girls’ dormitory.

‘Please just be in your room and stay out of trouble.’

With steps fueled by a desperate determination, I hurriedly made my way there.

As a result of my swift pace, I reached the girls’ dormitory with thirteen minutes left before the next class.

I approached the dormitory’s office, where the caretaker usually sat.

However, an unexpected problem arose.

“Ha… That old lady… Why’s she not here…? She thinks she won’t get fired because she’s a noble?”

Why did she have to be absent at this exact moment?

Lamenting my misfortune, I wrote a message on a slip of paper.

-If you see this, send me a message or come to the academy. It’s boring without you.

Leaving a message that showed I needed Bluebell.

I placed the completed note on the office desk.

‘This should give Bluebell some strength. And I won’t be bored in class.’

Her personality might be a bit troublesome, but being with Bluebell was definitely fun.

Hoping she would regain her strength soon, I prepared to leave the office.

However, something on the wall caught my attention.

“Is that… a building blueprint? And there are names written on it.”

Given that the caretaker was an old noblewoman.

Names were likely written on the blueprint to avoid forgetting the students’ rooms.

‘Maybe it’s to help deliver messages without forgetting.’

While I worried about the security of the dormitory.

Another thought cautiously emerged in my mind.

‘Isn’t this an opportunity?’

Honestly, I was curious.

‘Not about how the girls’ dorm is set up… But about how Bluebell lives alone.’

I wasn’t curious about the dormitory.

I was curious about how Bluebell was living alone.

This curiosity sparked a desire to find out.

“… Even if she lived well with servants at the manor, being alone is different. This is… for Bluebell’s health.”

A justification disguised as an excuse.

Though it was partly because of my curiosity,

I carefully memorized Bluebell’s room location and walked inside the dormitory.

It was the break time before class started.

There shouldn’t be any students in the dorm who weren’t attending class.

‘Bluebell’s room is… at the end of the second floor…’

I moved slowly and cautiously.

Making my way toward Bluebell’s room.

The thought that I must not get caught filled my mind.

‘If I get caught, I might be labeled a pervert instead of a genius. If that happens, I might escape Charlotte’s notice. Charlotte hates her father.’

In the short time filled with anxiety and countless thoughts.

I managed to reach Bluebell’s room without incident.

The difficulty level suggested that the caretaker deserved some criticism.

Knock! Knock!

I knocked on the door before anyone could catch me.

“…”

No answer.

Once more.

Knock! Knock!

“…”

Going back now would be inconvenient.

Could it be that she was not in the room?

‘If I took such a risky action, I should gain something from it.’

I couldn’t give up.

I knocked on the door again.

Knock! Knock!

Knock! Knock!

Knock! Knock!

Knock! Knock!

After a total of five knocks.

Bluebell was unable to hold back and shouted from inside.

“Who the hell is it?! I said I’m not going out!! Why do you keep knocking?!”

‘She’s in there?’

I decided to keep knocking until she opened the door.

There is no tree that won’t fall after a hundred chops.

Knock! Knock!

Knock! Knock!

Knock! Creak!

“Stop it already!! Who is it? Damn it!”

“Hello Bluebell.”

“W-what? Damian?”

Bluebell, who answered the door after hearing the knocks, looked at me in surprise and asked,

“W-why are you here? This is the girls’ dormitory.”

“Just because.”

I crafted my words nicely to move the weakened Bluebell.

“It’s boring without you at the academy. I missed you.”

“… And you came barging into the girls’ dormitory for that?”

So. About that…

“Could you let me in? I’m getting a bit scared out here.”

I tried to enter Bluebell’s room, fearing that I might get caught if I stayed outside.

However, Bluebell desperately started to block my way.

“D-don’t come in!! Wait outside for a moment!!”

“No, what if the caretaker comes while I’m waiting?”

“Just get caught then!! Get out immediately!! Don’t come in until I allow it!!!”

She pushed against my chest with all her might, refusing to let me in.

Was it really right for me to back off now?

Thinking about the trouble I went through today, I decided that it wasn’t.

Ignoring Bluebell’s protests, I pushed myself further into her room.

“Let’s go inside and talk. It’s more comfortable for you too.”

“I told you to get out!! Y-you bastard!! D-don’t come in!!”

Her face turning red, Bluebell desperately tried to block me.

But no matter how much she tried.

She couldn’t stop me physically.

I slowly pushed her back and entered the dormitory.

Then. Immediately.

Bang-!!

I closed the door behind me so I couldn’t be pushed out again.

Bluebell hung her head in despair.

“I told you… not to come in…”

“What is this-“

“I told you not to… Come in… You bastard…”

Now I understood.

Why Bluebell didn’t want me to come in.

Why she desperately tried to stop me.

‘Is this really a place where someone lives?’

Trash scattered around when I turned my head.

Clothes were thrown carelessly.

Underwear lay on the floor.

I looked away in embarrassment.

The state of the room was beyond description.

Unable to hide my shock, I asked.

“Bluebell, you’ve been living in this mess…? What about cleaning…?”

“… I don’t clean.”

“Why?”

“… Why should I? I can’t do anything on my own. It hurts my pride to ask for help. That’s why I didn’t want to let you in.”

Bluebell gritted her teeth and looked at me with resentful eyes.

“You bastard… Do you like exposing my weakness by force…?”

“…”

“Are you satisfied now…?!”

I said nothing.

I couldn’t respond to Bluebell’s tearful words.

Without a word.

I started cleaning her messy room.

A place reflected a person, and the environment shaped them.

If Bluebell was living in such a chaotic space, it was certain that she would develop mental issues she didn’t have before.

‘I have no choice but to clean for her.’

Seeing Bluebell standing painfully on her swollen ankle.

I felt sympathy and decided to understand her situation.

Right now, she needed me more than anything.