The Villainesses in the Romance Fantasy Novel Became Obsessed with me

Four hours had passed since I entered Bluebell’s room.

I had been listening to her endless chatter.

“I told them I bought the latest dress, right? And do you know what they did? Their faces turned sour! If they’re jealous, they should just say so. Instead, they gave me attitude!”

“Yeah. I see.”

Most of what Bluebell talked about was related to human relationships.

Incidents with her friends.

Issues in group projects.

She vented her frustrations to me.

“Seriously, why’re girls like that? If they want to say something, they should just say it. Right, Damian?”

“To some extent, I agree.”

“See?! I knew you would understand me, Damian!”

Bluebell smiled, pleased that I agreed with her opinion.

However, I hadn’t finished my thoughts yet.

“But…”

“But?”

Bluebell looked at me, curious and expecting me to continue.

I spoke honestly.

“You need to tone down your honesty a bit. You’re too straightforward, and that’s a problem.”

As expected, Bluebell reacted defensively.

“Why?! Why am I always the problem in your eyes, Damian?!”

She asked me to speak and then caused a fuss when I did.

I decided to explain why I thought that way.

“Being too honest can hurt others. Like what I just said to you. That’s why there are things you can say and things you shouldn’t.”

“… What do you mean by that? Explain it clearly.”

“Let’s say. For example…”

I thought of a name of a commoner student in my department that Bluebell would understand best.

“Eri. You remember that commoner girl in our department, right?”

“…I remember. But why do you know her name? Are you interested in her or something?”

Bluebell frowned at the mention of another girl’s name.

Sensing the threat in her eyes, I quickly waved my hands defensively.

Bluebell could be quite threatening when she used tools.

“No, I’m not interested. It’s just normal to remember who’s in the department.”

“I don’t know any other boys’ names besides yours. You’re obsessed with girls, you crazy bastard.”

‘Why is this conversation taking such a strange turn?’

I sighed but continued steadfastly.

“Just listen. So there’s Eri, a commoner girl.”

“Yeah. Go on.”

“She has less money than you, right? That’s a fact, given that you’re a noble and she’s a commoner.”

“Of course. It’s true she has less money than me.”

“So, if you said to Eri, ‘You have less money than me,’ how do you think she’d feel?”

“Her feelings…?”

Bluebell looked like she had never considered it before.

I had taught her empathy through physical lessons at the mansion, but it seemed she hadn’t connected it to verbal empathy yet.

After a long moment of contemplation, she nodded as if she had realized something.

“It would feel pretty bad. Like when that artist girl said it to me. I felt awful.”

“Exactly. Even if it’s true, saying it out loud can hurt someone else.”

“… Yeah, I understand. You’re right, Damian.”

But then, Bluebell glared at me as if something bothered her.

“Who’re you to tell me that? Are you my teacher now? No, you’re a friend. Then why are you trying to teach me?”

“I’m just trying to help you-”

“You don’t even know what I really need to improve! Fine. Even if what you say is true, I don’t need to hear it right now!”

Was she upset about something?

Bluebell pouted, clearly showing her displeasure.

‘Does she mean she doesn’t need advice from a teacher’s perspective…?’

I couldn’t quite grasp what Bluebell wanted.

‘Sigh. What am I supposed to do with this girl?’

The clock hands continued to move relentlessly.

***

Seven hours had passed since I entered Bluebell’s room. The promised time had finally come.

“It’s 4 o’clock.”

“Yes. It’s already 4.”

So. Since it was 4 o’clock, I had to leave.

‘I missed all my classes today…’

One absence wouldn’t have a significant impact.

If I do well on the exams, I could still be the top student.

I thought it was fortunate and stood up.

But then.

“… Where’s my bag?”

The bag I had left on the chair was gone as if someone had stolen it.

I turned my gaze to the suspect, who was sitting on the bed.

“What now?”

“… It was you, right?”

“Is it always my fault? Huh? Even if a war breaks out in the empire, it’s my fault, right?”

Bluebell shouted indignantly, but it didn’t change the fact that she was the prime suspect.

“I’ll find it.”

“Fine. Go ahead. You probably forgot where you put it, idiot.”

Could it be here?

I started searching the room slowly, checking places where the bag could be hidden.

“Closet.”

It was not there.

“Behind the curtain.”

Not there either.

That left one place.

“Under the bed.”

Found it.

She must have hidden it here.

No wonder she was sitting on the bed.

I retrieved the bag and slung it over my shoulder while looking at Bluebell.

“What?”

“…”

“It wasn’t me.”

Bluebell shamelessly denied it.

Five minutes had already passed since the expected time, so I decided to leave without another word.

‘Most students’ classes will end soon.’

I needed to leave the girls’ dormitory quickly to avoid being discovered.

However, as if to prevent me, Bluebell started to move.

“Hey Damian. Want to have some tea before you go? I’ll make it myself.”

“No. Let’s do it another time when we have more time.”

At first, it was an invitation.

“… I’ll brew it with care. Can you drink it before you go?”

“No. I don’t have time.”

Then it became a request.

“… Damn it. Drink it before you go! If you don’t, I’ll scream that you’re in the girls’ dorm!!”

“What?”

Finally, it was a threat.

Bluebell was escalating her tactics to pressure me.

She placed a teacup with water on the desk and dropped a teabag into it.

“Drink it. If you don’t, I’ll scream.”

“I came here because I was worried about you. And this is how you’re going to act?”

“If you are worried, stay worried till the end! Why are you leaving halfway? I hate being alone so just stay with me!”

This was crazy.

I didn’t expect her to resort to threats like this.

‘Human greed has no end…’

Bluebell’s greed was driven by her emotions and instincts, and it was even greater.

She seemed to know she had the upper hand and flashed a devilish smile.

“Or you can try stepping outside. I’ll immediately scream, ‘A man is in my room!’ Want to see who ends up worse?”

“You really…”

“Am I mean? I know! I know I’m bad! So what! At least I try to be nice most of the time! When I try, you should at least praise me!”

How shameless.

Did I trust Bluebell for nothing?

Seeing her smile, thinking she had the upper hand, made my blood boil.

Still, my options were very limited.

The situation was too unfavorable for me.

‘Did I walk into the devil’s mouth myself…?’

“Stay here today. I’ll even let you sleep in my bed. Right next to me. How about that?”

“Sigh…”

I sighed and put my bag back on the chair.

Seeing me give up, Bluebell’s grin grew even wider.

She looked like she was about to ascend to heaven.

My fists unconsciously clenched at the sight.

“… You injured your ankle, not your head, right?”

“What?”

“It’s been a while since I hit you, Bluebell. Get ready.”

I approached Bluebell with determined steps.

Her confidence faltered, and she started backing away, but the room was only so big.

She soon reached the end of it.

‘If I let her get away with this once, it’ll never end.’

This precious little villainess.

I raised my fist and gave Bluebell a light knock on the head.

Wham!

“Ow, ow! It hurts, Damian!!”

Bluebell yelled in pain.

If anyone should be angry, it was me.

I lowered my voice and muttered.

“… Bluebell.”

“W-what. Why?”

“I risked coming to the girls’ dorm because I was worried about you.”

“So what?”

“I skipped all my classes to clean your room and help you out.”

“Is that so?”

“But then you delayed me from leaving and even threatened me?”

“That was just a joke-”

As the situation grew serious, Bluebell tried to brush it off as a joke.

Clearly, she hadn’t learned enough yet.

“… You need a bit more of a lesson.”

Corporal punishment isn’t good, but it can be an effective threat to get a disobedient person to listen.

I wanted to ensure this wouldn’t happen again.

“Do you admit you were wrong or not?”

“I admit it but I couldn’t help it!”

Smack!

“Admit it?”

“I admit it… But you could’ve handled it better first…”

Smack!

“Admit it?”

“… I admit it.”

Through this physical ‘conversation,’ I managed to educate Bluebell.

She might have grown two centimetres taller today.

“Ow, ow… It hurts so much…”

Watching Bluebell rub her sore head, I had a small thought.

‘… Is it too late now?’

Ah. It seemed I wouldn’t be able to return to the dorm today.

***

Fourteen hours of confinement in Bluebell’s room.

I was pressing a cold, wet towel to Bluebell’s forehead.

“I’m in pain, Damian.”

“Of course you are. You did something to deserve it.”

“… Okay. I won’t do it again.”

Her tone was sullen, but the outcome wasn’t bad.

Even she seemed to realize she had gone too far today, showing some rare reflection.

“If this happens again…”

“It won’t! How many times do I have to say it? I won’t do it ever again!”

She promised so vehemently that I decided to give her another chance.

Trust is essential in any relationship.

Feeling my eyes grow heavy, I started preparing for bed.

“I’m going to take a shower, Bluebell.”

“What?! A shower?!”

Why was she so flustered?

I asked, confused.

“Yeah. Is there a problem?”

“No, no problem. It’s natural. Go on and shower.”

Bluebell tried to hide her embarrassment and responded coolly.

I hoped she wasn’t thinking anything strange.

Giving her a curious glance, I went into the bathroom to clean up.

“Phew…”

Being alone at this moment was a relief.

I let the water wash over me, focusing on cleaning my body and clearing my mind.

The act of cleaning, after sweating from the earlier chores, felt refreshing.

‘I’m glad I can maintain cleanliness.’

After drying my hair with a towel, I stepped out.

Bluebell visibly flinched.

“W-what? Done already?”

“Yeah. I’m finished. What about you?”

“I-I’ll take a shower too! Why are you asking something so obvious, you idiot!”

“…”

Why the cursing?

Feeling a bit unjustly treated, I decided to let it slide since she was in a fragile state.

Bluebell’s odd behavior wasn’t new.

“…”

Listening to the sound of water from the bathroom, I lay on the bed and closed my eyes.

Despite being in someone else’s dorm, I felt an inexplicable comfort.

“Is it Bluebell’s scent on the bed…?”

Hmm.

The fresh scent made me sleepy.

I recalled the times we had slept together in the past.

It had been a long time since we shared a bed.

Bluebell seemed to be taking her time enjoying the shower.

‘If I want to escape early tomorrow… It’s best to sleep now…’

Slowly, I drifted off to sleep.

I left a space next to me for Bluebell.

She would join me once she finished showering.

‘She’ll figure it out…’

And so, I fell into a deep sleep in Bluebell’s room.

…

“What the hell? Why are you asleep? This is different from what I heard from my friend. Guess I was mistaken, damn it. Wake up!!”

Slap-!

But my slumber didn’t last long.

Bluebell slapped my back, waking me up.

She smiled at my half-open eyes.

“The night is long. Why are you sleeping already? We need to have more fun. Stay up all night with me, Damian.”

“…”

Bluebell was indeed nocturnal.