Raising a Villain Went Wrong (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 7
Ever since I came to this world, each day had been a testament to my own remarkable adaptability.
‘Even I was surprised. I’m good at laundry, and I’m good at cooking too.’
In truth, I must be naturally suited to be a personal maid—perhaps it was only thanks to the invention of washing machines and cleaning devices that I finally discovered this talent.
‘I really am a modern person. I’m doomed. Completely doomed.’
For the first time, something appeared that truly crushed me.
I hunched my shoulders and hung my head low.
“I’m so sorry, Young Master! I’ve committed an unforgivable sin!”
What sin could I possibly have committed?
Slowly, I lifted my head and looked at Dan Mok Bi standing before me. Flustered, Dan Mok Bi waved both hands frantically.
“Oh, no! What are you talking about? I truly like it, Yeon.”
But his frantic waving only made it more painfully obvious—the bareness of Dan Mok Bi’s wrists and the awkwardly short sleeves.
Yes. My first bitter taste of defeat was none other than sewing!
‘Wahhh, I never knew I was this hopeless with my hands.’
Dan Mok Bi insisted he really liked it, but just looking at the outer garment he was wearing made me bow my head in shame. Tears welled up inside me.
It was around the time I’d been Dan Mok Bi’s personal maid for three months.
“Yeon-ah, are you alright?”
I was strolling lazily toward the storeroom to collect the rice ration allocated for the Young Master when someone called out to me loudly. It turned out to be the senior maid who shared a room with me.
“Oh! Long time no see!”
I waved my hand cheerfully in greeting. Seeing me smile brightly, she grimaced and said,
“This isn’t something to smile about, you! Do you even know how worried I’ve been?”
“Hehehe, really? Serving the Young Master is actually much easier.”
“Easier? Your face has shrunk to half its size!”
That must be a distortion of memory. My face had actually gotten rounder.
But the genuine concern in her eyes didn’t seem fake.
‘Huh. So I’m unexpectedly well-liked, huh.’
My incredible adaptability—I silently praised myself. Then I patted my worried senior.
“It’s not a lie. The Young Master is really well-behaved, so he doesn’t need much tending to.”
“Still… Ugh, at least you’re positive. That’s good.”
“Hehehe.”
It seemed rumors about Dan Mok Bi within the estate were still unfavorable.
‘It’s hard to change people’s perceptions. Even if I said it a hundred times, they wouldn’t believe me.’
But what if Dan Mok Bi appeared tall, healthy, and vibrant? Then public opinion would shift on its own, even without me saying a word.
‘So from now on, I need to make him exercise diligently to get healthy.’
I’d already fed him as much as possible. All that remained was effort. Just as I was inwardly resolving to do stretching exercises with Dan Mok Bi as soon as I returned with the rice—
My senior tugged and smoothed out my clothes, saying,
“While you’re at it, ask for some new clothes too. Yours are all worn out—what even is this?”
“Oh, are they that bad?”
“They’re ragged to pieces.”
Ugh. Because I only had a few outfits, I kept re-wearing them before they were even dry, so they wore out quickly. I gave an awkward smile and replied,
“I guess I’ll have to ask. Not sure if they’ll have anything that fits me.”
Since every piece of clothing had to be hand-sewn by the seamstresses, garments were precious—and so was fabric. After all, people even paid taxes with rice and cloth.
As I looked around awkwardly at my tattered clothes, someone with a similarly shabby appearance suddenly came to mind.
‘Oh, right—Dan Mok Bi is in the same boat when it comes to clothes.’
Of course, he wore better-quality garments than I did, but he didn’t have many either. In particular, he had no outer robe at all—just a silvery-gray silk fabric wrapped around him like a blanket.
‘Why didn’t I think of that sooner! What good is feeding him well if he’s not properly dressed? Only then will food, clothing, and shelter all be properly provided.’
I hadn’t realized it before, but now that I was aware, Dan Mok Bi’s attire seemed especially shabby. I clenched my fists tightly.
‘Clothes! This time, it’s about clothes.’
But where could I get them?
I had one person who was like a magic lamp—just knock, and it opens.
The very person who assigned me as Dan Mok Bi’s personal maid.
The estate steward, who oversaw all household affairs of the Dan Mok family.
I’ve always been the type to act immediately once I’ve made up my mind. Right after speaking with my senior, I headed straight to the northernmost building’s wall in the main compound—the very spot where the steward secretly smoked.
I’d worried he might not be smoking today, but to my relief, faint wisps of smoke curled lazily over the wall. Smiling broadly, I dashed toward the smoke.
“Steward~.”
“Oh! Goodness, you startled me!”
He dropped his cigarette in shock from being caught smoking in secret. I kindly picked it up for him and said,
“You’re still a devoted smoker, I see.”
“A-a-a devoted smoker? What nonsense!”
The steward jumped. I waved my hand gently and replied in a warm tone,
“Oh, no need to hide it even from me. We both know everything about each other already.”
“Don’t say things that’ll get me misunderstood.”
Even as he said that, the steward, now completely reassured, put the cigarette back in his mouth. He glanced sideways at me and asked,
“So, what is it? Even if you’re asking to change your assignment now, there’s no chance…”
“The Young Master’s clothing is insufficient!”
“…What?”
He must have expected me to complain that I couldn’t serve Dan Mok Bi—but not a chance! Dan Mok Bi and I got along wonderfully, and I had no complaints about my position at all.
My grievance was that you all were mistreating Dan Mok Bi!
“He’s one of only two direct heirs in this family, yet he has far too few clothes. Please give us more.”
I’d finally met my little one after so long—I wanted to dress him nicely.
‘Whether he wears red or blue is up to me, so Steward, hand over all your rainbow-colored silk.’
When I held out my hand with the shameless confidence of a bandit, the steward laughed in exasperation and replied stiffly,
“What’s piled up there is a full year’s worth of the Young Master’s clothing. There’s nothing beyond that.”
There were only three or four outfits—how was that supposed to last a whole year? I stomped my foot.
“Ugh, I’m saying that because those clothes are all poor quality! Give us garments made of fine silk, like the ones Young Master Dan Mok Chang wears.”
“No. Absolutely not.”
I’d only vaguely guessed Dan Mok Chang probably wore better things, but it seemed that was actually true.
‘How can you discriminate against someone like this—over something as basic as food and clothing!’
Knowing other family members wore fine clothes made my blood boil. I turned my head slightly and muttered,
“Nothing’s impossible in this world. Even the martial estate’s steward smokes.”
It sounded like a whisper, but it must have rung loud and clear in the steward’s ears.
Sure enough, when I glanced sideways to check his reaction, a faint anger had risen on his face.
“…Are you daring to threaten me?”
Threatening is for underlings. I widened my eyes like a calf and asked loudly,
“Huh? Threaten you? How could I possibly do something so scary? I was just stating a plain fact.”
And before the steward could scold me, I spun around and declared,
“Ugh, this is so unfair! At this rate, I won’t be able to sleep from injustice. I’ll go ask others right now if I really threatened you or not.”
“Wait! Wait!”
The steward urgently grabbed me before I could dash off to ask everyone whether saying he smoked counted as a threat. His eyebrows furrowed sharply as he replied,
“It’s truly because there’s no spare clothing left. It’s not that I’m deliberately withholding it.”
“No spare clothing? Can you really swear there isn’t even a single bolt of silk in such a wealthy, grand estate?”
“Did I say there’s no silk? I said there are no finished garments!”
“Oh.”
The steward had a point. After all, just wrapping yourself in silk doesn’t make it clothing.
‘So that’s why Dan Mok Bi’s been going around wrapped in plain silk.’
They just tossed him silk fabric because there were no actual clothes?
It sounded plausible. But if that were true, it only made the Dan Mok estate’s neglect even more outrageous.
Just as I sank into serious contemplation, the steward snapped his fingers and said,
“Now that I think about it, you could just make them yourself. That’s part of a maid’s duty, after all.”
Wait, why was he suddenly throwing me a curveball like this? Caught off guard by this sudden arrow aimed at me, I gaped and repeated,
“Huh? Me make them? I’ve never even held a needle before!”
“Then learn while you’re at it.”
What kind of ridiculous nonsense was this? Sewing wasn’t something you picked up just by reading a book—how could he expect me to learn just like that?
But in the steward’s mind, it was already decided that I’d make the clothes myself. He patted my shoulder with his large hand and chuckled heartily,
“Since you’ve never done it before, you’ll need to practice before using expensive silk. Take plenty of cotton cloth—I’ve got lots.”
And so, I returned home cradling an armful of cotton fabric.
The steward watched Je Gal Yeon’s retreating back as she walked away with the cotton cloth he’d given her. Her high ponytail swayed like a horse’s tail—just like her spirited nature.
“Seriously. Does this old man think tossing her some cotton cloth solves everything?”
Her muttering reached even his ears. Gazing blankly at her back, the steward clicked his tongue.
“Tsk.”
Might as well not have heard it at all.
How had he ended up in this mess—caught smoking by someone as tiny as a mouse pellet?
‘I really should quit. It’s filthy and despicable.’
He thought that, but quitting wasn’t as easy as he imagined. The moment something stressed him, he’d desperately crave a cigarette again.
As if knowing this, Je Gal Yeon stopped walking and muttered,
“You really torment people, you know. May your cigarettes taste utterly vile—so bad you’ll never want to touch them again.”
“…Hey, now.”
Cigarettes were his only joy in life—how could she curse them like that?
‘Maybe I should just smack her once.’
Je Gal Yeon must have sensed the steward glaring at her, because she suddenly quickened her pace. Watching her scurry away, the steward let out a heavy sigh—this time for a different reason.
‘It would’ve been better if she hadn’t run off.’
The steward recalled a recent letter from Dan Mok Su, the head of the Dan Mok estate. Normally, the letters rarely mentioned Dan Mok Bi—but this time was different.
Keep him alive and well until he can summon the divine beast again.
The Baek Ho summoning, which they’d been certain would succeed, had failed.
Though the letter didn’t say it, according to the estate warrior who delivered it, Dan Mok Chang had fallen so gravely ill he might have died at any moment.
‘Then this side surely wasn’t safe either.’
Yet Dan Mok Bi hadn’t been harmed at all—in fact, he was far healthier than before.
There was no need to wonder why. It was clearly thanks to that girl.
‘Why did she have to choose the younger Young Master to serve?’
The more he observed her, the clearer it became—she possessed a gentle and kind-hearted nature. And that troubled him even more. Even the warrior returning to Mount Sin San had said this about Je Gal Yeon:
We must eliminate her at the appropriate time to avoid future trouble. Please handle it before the master returns.
Just those words alone felt like a stone weighing down his chest. Instead of sighing, the steward pulled out a cigarette from his robes, lit it, and took a puff—
“Ah! So bitter!!”
For some reason, the cigarette tasted as bitter as chewing three raw roots.
‘Why’s it suddenly so bitter?’
Irritated, the steward extinguished the cigarette.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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