I Plan to Repay Kindness with Enmity (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 6
He stared at Demestia with a piercing gaze. Demestia curled the corners of his mouth into a smirk.
‘Why on earth did you provoke me?’
“To House of Count Lorenst?”
“Yes, Your Highness. She’s rumored to be stunningly beautiful.”
He cut off his words appropriately, and everyone turned curious eyes toward Demestia.
Demestia burst into laughter and said,
“It’s Miss Aris Dorencia.”
[This is the timeline separator]What day is it again?
Gazing up at the clear sky, barely dotted with clouds, I rolled a walnut in my hand.
The harder its firm shell pressed against the soft flesh of my palm, the clearer my mind became.
“Year 8 of Hermannon, 28th day. Huh? Is it today?”
“What did you just say?”
I turned my head to find Jenny standing close by. Behind her was a half-finished basket.
“Is there something you’d like me to do?”
I stared blankly at her; her naturally flushed cheeks made her look younger than she was.
Lately, I’d been meticulously checking dates. If I didn’t anticipate precisely when things would happen, a guillotine blade might come flying at the back of my head.
‘I must protect my own life.’
While living among nobles and growing complacent, I’d forgotten that simple truth of the streets.
I resolved to return to my roots and become a wary street creature again, always on guard.
Today was the day the Goddess of Water makes her move. Jenny was fated to die several months from now.
The culprit was the spy of Doverrakan—the one described as Aris’s friend but called her lover.
‘Back then, I knew nothing and was simply heartbroken, but thinking about it now… yeah, it must’ve been him.’
How could I save Jenny?
I pondered briefly, but no clear solution came to mind.
‘In my current state—no different from a maid—it’s impossible.’
Honestly, being an actual maid would’ve been better. Then I could just take Jenny and leave. But as a count’s adopted daughter in name only, treated like a servant, I couldn’t do that.
‘If Jenny dies again because I’m powerless…’
Unconsciously, I tightened my grip.
Crack!
Startled by the sudden sound, I opened my hand to find the walnut shell completely shattered.
I quickly brushed off my palm, but Jenny had already seen it.
Brushing away the remaining crumbs, I avoided her gaze.
“Oh dear, please stop playing around like that! Honestly, it’s amazing—how can someone so thin have such strength?”
Shaking her head, Jenny swept up the walnut fragments from the floor. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I quietly folded my hands.
‘She really reminds me of that old rattle.’
Back in my childhood days of thievery, there was a cheeky girl who stuck close to the gang leader, handling accounts. She’d been plump and adorable like that.
‘We called her “rattle” because she had a special talent for flattering the boss.’
Lost in these somewhat gloomy childhood memories, the door suddenly burst open. It was Hubert’s young page.
“What is it?”
“My lord Count asks you to come down.”
“Just me?”
“No, everyone currently in the house.”
Our eyes met—Jenny’s and mine.
“What could it be about?”
When I descended to Hubert’s study on the first floor, everyone was already gathered. Madam Emern frowned the moment she saw me.
“Why are you so late? Must we all wait for you when everyone’s busy?”
Apparently, my being the last to arrive had irked her. I let my eyes droop slightly and sighed as I spoke.
“I’m sorry. I was busy with work.”
“Hmph! Do you think you’re the only one managing this household?”
Well, aren’t I?
I genuinely wanted to ask who exactly she thought handled all the household affairs.
‘She’ll probably name the butler or head maid. Or maybe Hubert himself.’
It was obvious.
All Madam Emern did in this house was host tea parties for noble ladies or summon merchants to buy dresses and jewels.
Or indulge in hobbies—all of which cost gold by the ounce.
Unlike me, a commoner to the bone, she likely saw nothing odd about it.
As a noblewoman, she probably considered all this part of her noble duties.
‘How utterly exhausting.’
Arguing with someone whose mindset was entirely different would only tire me out. I sat down silently.
“Next time, arrive early and tidy your seat beforehand.”
Hubert’s expression darkened as he watched Madam Emern flutter her fan with an aloof face.
He preferred quietness and generally disliked Madam Emern for her noisy, troublemaking nature.
Noticing Hubert’s mood, Aris pushed a plate of sweet pastries toward Madam Emern with an endearing smile.
“Madam, please have some.”
“Thank you, Aris. You truly are lovely.”
After praising Aris, she glanced at me—as if telling me to learn from her example.
Since this wasn’t the first or second time, I met her gaze expressionlessly. In response, Madam Emern openly criticized me.
“Unlike you, that child is so distant I worry she’ll forget her duties. I heard she behaved rudely at the dinner table recently. Did you think I wouldn’t find out? Georgiana told me everything.”
I suppressed the urge to smirk at her barbed words.
“She was just very hungry, sister. I understand. She must regret it too.”
Aris widened her eyes at me—a silent warning to behave better, though I found it laughable.
Still, going along with the mood now would prevent unnecessary trouble.
“I deeply regret it.”
When I nodded earnestly, Aris beamed and looked alternately at Madam Emern and Hubert.
“See, Madam? Sister already regrets it!”
Madam Emern gave Aris a fond, sideways glance.
“I only say this because I worry you might feel hurt—that she’ll ignore you. Somehow, I end up seeming like the villain.”
“Not at all! Aris doesn’t care about such things. I understand Sister’s feelings—and yours too, Madam. Of course, the household needs discipline like this to stay in order. Isn’t that right, Viscount?”
Suddenly addressed, the former Earl—Viscount Bakennin Lorenst—cleared his throat awkwardly.
Madam Emern’s previously stiff expression softened at the flattering words.
“Alright, alright, I get it. For your sake, I’ll hold my tongue.”
Seemingly satisfied she’d saved face, the madam fell silent, and the room quickly grew quiet.
Aris looked proudly at Hubert.
His expression had softened, and he gave a slight nod.
It felt like watching a staged play.
‘So the real rattle was here all along.’
Thinking back, I had acted foolishly.
Mother had scolded me so often for sounding vulgar whenever I spoke that I’d stayed quiet and just handled household chores.
Even in noble houses, the street truth held: give the crying child an extra candy.
“So, what’s this about?”
Viscount Bakennin Lorenst asked curiously. Everyone’s eyes turned to Hubert. His expression darkened.
“Actually…”
After Hubert recounted everything that happened at the royal palace, no one could easily speak.
“So… our Aris might be appointed as a princess? An honorary princess?”
Madam Emern asked with a blank look. Internally, I scoffed.
‘A fake princess, more like.’
“What even is an honorary princess?”
“It’s when a woman who’s rendered great service to the nation is honored as Princess of Riorsa and granted corresponding treatment.”
“How can she be treated as a princess if she isn’t one?”
Hubert frowned. He was probably thinking Madam Emern’s intelligence had plummeted from her incessant questioning.
Though known as kind and intelligent, he secretly looked down on those he deemed beneath his standards.
‘That loaf of bread he gave me was merely charity—I shouldn’t have been so moved.’
His face was infuriatingly handsome, and my misjudgment at a young age remained a lifelong regret.
‘Discerning genuine quality is a vital thief’s virtue, after all.’
I shook my head. To my eyes now, Hubert was nothing but a dull lump of lead.
The lump of lead spoke.
“She’ll hold the title of princess and receive equivalent treatment. The royal family will even provide her dowry upon marriage—though not as much as Princess Lalatu’s.”
His face was notably businesslike and stiff as he mentioned marriage. Aris’s large eyes welled up with tears at his words, clearly shocked.
Uncharacteristically, Hubert—who usually fretted at the slightest hint of Aris’s sadness—didn’t even glance her way this time.
The mood swiftly turned gloomy.
“It sounds like a good thing, though…”
Noticing her husband’s grim expression, Madam Emern trailed off uncertainly.
“Madam, think carefully. Is this truly a good thing?”
The viscount asked impatiently, but Madam Emern still seemed clueless, merely fluttering her fan.
The viscount sighed and fixed his gaze on Hubert.
“Are they looking for a sacrificial lamb for Princess Lalatu?”
“…That’s the situation. Honestly, I never expected Viscount Demestia to drag Aris into this.”
Worry lines deepened between Hubert’s brows. His expression was conflicted.
He was likely torn between the king’s command and his affection for Aris.
Suddenly, he turned his gaze toward me.
I quickly adopted a serious expression and lowered my head. Staring intently at the floor, I could still feel his eyes boring into the top of my head.
Cold sweat trickled down my back.
‘Why’s he looking at me all of a sudden? What’s this conscienceless bastard planning to use me for now?’
Madam Emern, finally grasping the conversation between Hubert and her husband, cried out as if in alarm.
“So they’re making Aris a princess just to marry her off to barbarians?”
She covered her mouth with a white handkerchief and shook her head vehemently, as if nothing could be more horrifying.
“That’s unthinkable! Sending Aris to those savages of the wilds!”
“Calm yourself. It’s not entirely bad.”
“Not entirely bad? Weren’t you just saying it wasn’t a good thing? Even I can see that—there’s nothing worse than this!”
The viscount regarded Madam Emern with a look of utter disappointment as she snapped back petulantly.
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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