Ending The Extra Villainess's Unrequited Love! (7 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 14
As always, happy times slipped away in the blink of an eye.
Raoul’s growth was both a great joy and a source of regret.
‘Time is so cruel…’
The fleeting moments with him, whom she would someday have to part from, were unbearably sweet yet bitter.
‘It’s already been three years.’
She looked at the little girl in the mirror as Angela helped her dress.
The girl was still pale and still bore sharp features, yet the previous gloomy aura had faded somewhat.
‘Am I really allowed to be this happy?’
Worries and regrets were gradually washing away, replaced by the quiet happiness of everyday life.
Just as she felt uneasy amidst this overwhelming fortune, unexpected news arrived.
“This year, you’ve been ordered to accompany them without fail, my lady.”
She looked down at the invitation placed before her—bearing the golden seal issued only by the Imperial Household.
‘Good heavens…’
Four years after her return, Diana had finally been granted the chance to attend the Imperial Ball.
The sudden stroke of luck left her dazed, as if she’d been struck on the ears, but right now, what mattered wasn’t “why” but “how.”
“Angela, do you think I can do this well?”
“Of course! It’s your debut, after all! I’m trembling just thinking about it. We’ll prepare everything—the dress, shoes, and accessories—perfectly, without missing a single thing!”
Angela clenched both fists, aflame with determination.
Watching ever-loyal Angela, Diana suddenly wrapped her arms tightly around her waist.
“Angela… I’m so happy…”
“My lady… you’re really that pleased?”
Angela’s voice trembled, and her eyes grew red.
“Goodness… I always thought you disliked going outside. I’m such a fool…”
‘Well… that’s actually true.’
Feeling a pang of conscience, Diana offered an awkward smile.
“We’ll make sure everything is the absolute best for your dazzling debut…”
Looking up at Angela’s slightly frenzied expression, she gave a small nod.
‘Well… I suppose this turned out alright, somehow?’
Diana’s days became hectic with the sudden preparations for the ball.
She needed a new dress, new shoes, and new jewelry—and Angela insisted on only the finest, making it no easy task to find the right people.
Moreover, she had to thoroughly review the latest social bulletins to mingle properly with well-bred young ladies, and above all, she had to prepare for her inevitable meeting with Penice.
Just as she was about to head to the library to read even a single extra line,
a grumbling voice echoed from the end of the corridor.
“Ugh, this is disgusting. What a disgrace over just one slave!”
Two men, apparently low-ranking knights, waved their unsullied swords through the air in frustration.
“What’s this—using slaves as hunting dogs is one thing, but pitting them against knights in competition? Are they trying to replace paid staff with slaves who cost nothing?”
“Look, their loyalty is different! Where else would you find such ignorant savages?”
“That bastard Vincent doesn’t even realize his rice bowl’s being snatched—he’s just grinning away like an idiot!”
“He’s gone completely soft! Ellen, the deputy commander, would’ve been better…”
Amid their muttering, a familiar name slipped in.
Diana, considering listening further, watched quietly—when a cheerful voice rang out from afar.
“If it bothers you so much, why not go complain directly to the lord? After all, he’s the one who invited the other race to the hunt.”
Vincent entered the training yard, wiping blood from his face.
Intimidated by his towering build, the knights shrank back and grumbled under their breath.
“Huh. Guess living with slaves has made you grow fond of them.”
Ignoring their muttered insults, Vincent simply smiled with ease.
“…Enough. Let’s go!”
Before Diana could even intervene, the knights, overwhelmed by his presence, hurriedly left.
‘I should just mind my own business.’
“My lady, did you come to see your pupil?”
‘Caught red-handed…’
Vincent turned toward Diana with a knowing look.
“…No? I was on my way to the library.”
She had never once visited the training yard specifically to see Raoul, yet whenever she passed through the corridor, Vincent always greeted her this way, provoking Raoul’s anger.
Whenever he teased them with playful jabs—claiming Raoul needed encouragement or love—Raoul would angrily drop his sword and charge at him like a bull.
‘Honestly… why does a grown man act like that?’
Diana had lost count of how many times she’d stepped in to scold Vincent and pull Raoul away.
Thinking today might be another such scene, she glanced around—but Raoul was nowhere in sight.
When Diana checked behind the training yard, Vincent cleared his throat loudly and spoke.
“Ah, so you haven’t heard yet.”
“…Heard what?”
“I can’t say—it’d make someone furious if I told you now… but you’re probably in for quite a surprise today.”
“Don’t tell me Raoul’s been injured?”
“No. That’s the kid who knocked out a full-grown dwarf at age ten. A little hunting won’t hurt him.”
“…So it’s not bad news, then?”
“…Not for him, at least.”
‘What’s that supposed to mean?’
“If you’re shocked, just say you’re proud. He’s really hoping you will.”
Diana tilted her head in confusion.
‘Shocked?’
She couldn’t grasp his meaning, but from Vincent’s smug expression, it was clearly a prank.
‘Ugh… is teasing kids really that fun?’
Glaring at him with amused exasperation, she resumed walking.
From behind, Vincent called out once more.
“Don’t forget to praise him!”
He really was too fond of pranks.
The morning library, flooded with sunlight, was quiet and peaceful.
As she opened the door, tiny dust motes sparkled in the light.
It was near the windowsill desk where she and Raoul used to sit and study together.
‘Just how many years ago was that?’
He’d learned to read and now even wrote her short notes occasionally.
When sparring late with the knights, he’d slip little notes under her bedroom door.
Though they contained only a line or two, she cherished them deeply, rereading them countless times.
“Didn’t make it today—got too late. Sorry. Sleep well, see you tomorrow.”
Each note made her heart race and her chest flutter.
‘He’s just so adorable… What kind of fortune lets me spend even a moment with Raoul?’
Every day filled her anew with overwhelming joy.
She knew she ought to abandon foolish hopes like ‘Maybe, just maybe…’, yet her heart wouldn’t listen.
Just as she shook off her thoughts and reached for the bound stack of bulletins,
a voice startled her.
“Need help?”
Diana looked down from the ladder in surprise.
“Oh—no, I’m fine… Ah… Ah!”
Turning back toward the shelf, she lost her balance and wobbled.
The ladder shook violently as her body tilted.
‘I’m—I’m falling!’
Fortunately, Raoul caught her effortlessly from below, sparing her a painful nose-crunch.
“What are you doing alone?”
Diana, who’d ended up cradled like a princess, flusteredly turned her head away.
“You startled me by calling out so suddenly…”
The moment her feet touched the floor, she dashed to the window without looking back.
“…Going to read a book?”
“…Yeah.”
For some reason, Raoul didn’t pick up a book but settled himself beneath the sofa instead.
“It’s cold—why sit on the floor? Come sit up here.”
“Just… I like it here.”
Resting his chin on the armrest, he stared fixedly at Diana as she read.
His embarrassingly intense gaze left her fidgeting.
“What? Stop fooling around and go get your own book.”
“What fooling?”
“You’re pretending again…”
Lately, Raoul had been acting like this.
Like a newborn duckling, he followed only Diana—and whenever she pointed something out, he’d feign ignorance.
Each time Raoul played innocent, Diana was left feeling wronged.
She tried ignoring his sparkling eyes and refocused on her book.
“…When are you heading back?”
“Probably around evening… Why?”
“…Come back a bit earlier today.”
Raoul’s eyes gleamed with the eager anticipation of a child awaiting a special treat.
Remembering Vincent’s words from the morning, Diana wondered what he could possibly have prepared to excite Raoul so much.
“Alright.”
She smiled faintly and turned a page.
At that moment, she never imagined Raoul’s surprise “gift” would be anything like this.
“What—what is this?!”
Diana gasped at the unexpected sight upon returning early to her bedroom.
After all that urging her to come back quickly, beneath her bed lay three white rabbits tied together with rope.
‘And they’re all corpses…’
Too shocked to speak, Diana clutched her racing heart and examined the bodies closely.
Their eyes were wide open in death—a genuinely horrifying sight.
‘Is this really something to be praised?!’
She recalled Raoul’s gentle face, full of excited anticipation, urging her to hurry back.
‘…I guess he meant it as a gift… What do I do?’
First, she made sure Angela wouldn’t see them and personally dealt with the rabbit corpses.
She hid them under the bed and, under cover of night, climbed down the tree to bury them in the woods behind—but the strange, stiff texture of their muscles made her gag repeatedly, entirely unfamiliar and revolting.
Praying for the souls of the three unfortunate rabbits, she fell asleep with hollow eyes.
It was far too bizarre to be called a gift.
The next day, Raoul seemed unusually excited when they met.
“…Did you see it?”
“…Huh?”
“The rabbits. Did you see them?”
“Y-yeah…”
Diana hesitated, unsure how to respond.
Vincent had asked her to praise him—but if Raoul kept presenting dead animals as gifts, it would be a serious problem.
She debated teaching him a lesson, but his expectant gaze was too pure and transparent.
‘Ugh… I just can’t bring myself to say no.’
Kind-hearted Diana ultimately couldn’t utter harsh words and, though insincerely, mumbled her thanks.
“I saw them… Thank you…”
“…You didn’t like them?”
Raoul asked, disappointed by her lifeless response.
“No—no! Um… I liked them…?”
Diana tried to soothe him, but it was no use.
Her lies were obvious the moment they left her lips, and Raoul clearly didn’t believe her at all.
“I knew I shouldn’t have listened to that idiot.”
“…What are you talking about?”
“Nothing.”
Raoul remembered Vincent’s words as he’d tried to convince him.
〈No one likes giant boars that rude and crude… Won’t my lady be terribly unhappy?〉
〈So rabbits are better than boars?〉
〈Well… I doubt she’ll love anything you bring, but if you’re set on giving a gift, the rabbit’s definitely the lesser evil.〉
‘Fool. A boar would’ve been better after all.’
Though flustered, Diana repeated insincere thanks—but he was already hurt.
“It’s fine. I just thought wrong.”
And the very next day, Diana truly did receive a massive boar carcass as a gift.
She couldn’t possibly spit in his face as he stood there, pretending indifference yet clearly proud.
Forcing her lips into a smile, her cheek muscles trembled uncontrollably.
“Boars really are better after all.”
“Yeah…”
‘No! No, they’re not!’
Aside from these little mishaps, however, their days were peaceful enough.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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Before her lay that disgusting tongue, stretched out as if ready to touch her an
This is the worst situation I’ve ever read about that happened to a heroine🥲 Wasn’t this supposed to be a romance novel?! 😭😭
Kkkkkk—This was the final moment as her body tipped into the monster's maw.
Raoul!!! Come and save the poor heroine, she’s being eaten! Oh my God, will there be another time travel?!
Before parting, Ayla hugged both Diana and Raoul once more.
I hope you never appear in any chapters; you cause misunderstandings and create divisions between them.
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Sebastian!! Show Diana, she’ll die while you’re playing with butterflies like an idiot😂😭😭