[Full] The Villain Found Out This is a Novel (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 29
Judging by the children’s clothing, they didn’t seem to be noble children—more like commoner kids. But since there were quite a few of them, they might be orphans from an orphanage or a monastery.
Their clean faces and clothes suggested they clearly had someone taking care of them.
“Kian. I’ll go meet the children myself. Wait for me just a moment.”
As I stepped outside, the children, fearing I might scold them, flinched back in fright and began to run away.
‘Oh no, at this rate I’ll lose them. I should say something tempting enough to make them stop.’
I hurried after them and called out quickly.
“Hey, kids! I’ll buy you candy!”
As if on cue, they all simultaneously froze and turned around.
“Candy?”
“Don’t you want to eat sweet, delicious candy?”
“But the Headmistress will ask us who gave it to us…”
Hearing them mention the Headmistress confirmed they were indeed from the orphanage.
“Just tell her the Duchess Blake gave it to you. And if you tell me where you live, I plan to send these toys there. Will you tell me where you stay?”
The oldest-looking child among them glanced at the others, hesitated as if in deep thought, then replied.
“The Repher Orphanage.”
Hearing “Repher Orphanage” made it sound like quite a large institution.
“I’ll bring toys and candy there soon—let’s meet again there.”
I smiled warmly, but the children didn’t seem particularly delighted. They whispered something among themselves and then fled again as if running away.
It felt a bit like my kindness had been ignored.
I stood there with a dazed expression before heading back into the toy shop. Kian, who had been sipping the warm tea offered by the shopkeeper, sprang to his feet upon seeing me.
“Mother, how did it go?”
“Oh… well…”
There was no need to tell Kian the children hadn’t seemed happy.
After all, it stings when your goodwill gets rejected. I forced a bright smile and said,
“They were very happy.”
Kian beamed and hugged me tightly.
“Thank you, Mother.”
“What are you thanking me for? It was you who wanted to give them gifts. But Kian, how did you even come up with such a thoughtful idea?”
“Well… Before I met you, when I had nowhere to go and wandered the streets, I once saw a noble child carrying a toy. Even though I was starving, I still desperately wanted that toy…”
For children, toys can be just as important as food.
Walking alongside such a just and kind protagonist—my villainess act today is clearly doomed to fail.
“Not everyone who’s been through something like that would think the same way. I’m truly proud of you, Kian.”
Kian smiled bashfully, pleased by the praise yet clearly embarrassed.
“Do you know the Repher Orphanage?”
The toy shop owner, who had been polishing his glasses, let out a long, pitying sigh.
“Of course I do. Every day, children come crowding in just to look at the toys. Once, I even went out to give them a toy, but they just ran away. Even when I offered toys, they’d flee… It’s really heartbreaking to see.”
‘Hmm. This shopkeeper seems quite kind-hearted.’
“Today, you’ll finally be able to give away all those toys you’ve wanted to offer for so long.”
“Eh…? What do you mean, Your Grace?”
“Our young master wishes to purchase every single toy in your shop and send them all to the orphanage. In other words, I’m buying everything here.”
The shopkeeper, stunned by my words, dropped the glasses he’d been polishing.
“What? You mean… send all of this?”
“Yes. Send it all.”
“How could there be any hesitation! Your Grace! I’ll load everything right away!”
I even wondered if perhaps Kian had sensed this shopkeeper’s warmth and was now passing it on to those children.
Though the shopkeeper admitted this was his first time handling such a situation and seemed flustered about how to proceed, the corners of his mouth stayed stubbornly lifted in a grin.
“Heh heh. Well, I never thought I’d live to see a day like this! I don’t even have a cargo cart—I’ll need to borrow one—and I don’t have enough porters either, so I’ll have to ask the cobbler next door for help. Heh heh. Just this morning, I never imagined such a windfall was waiting for me!”
For some reason, this felt quite satisfying.
The Repher Orphanage wasn’t far from the new city district.
Thinking about it, since it was nearby, the children could easily wander around the area. I’d assumed it was a large institution because of its name “Repher,” but it turned out to be just a single building.
Our carriage, accompanied by another cart loaded with toys and various treats, arrived in front of the orphanage.
While the cargo was being unloaded, the Headmistress and the children had already come out to greet us before we even arrived.
The Headmistress was a woman in her mid-fifties with a gentle face. According to the toy shop owner, she had once been a countess but, after her husband’s death, now ran the orphanage.
“Good heavens! Welcome, Your Grace! That you would visit such a humble place… surely the god Repher looked kindly upon our orphanage and sent you to us. We are deeply moved that you’ve provided toys and food for our children, Your Grace.”
She bowed her head so deeply while speaking that I immediately told her to lift it.
“But how could I possibly dare look you directly in the face, Your Grace? Your kindness is so overwhelming I cannot raise my head.”
According to Sikar, the best thing to do in situations like this was simply to snap at them.
“I won’t say it twice. Raise your head at once.”
Perhaps due to the firmness in my voice, the Headmistress quickly lifted her head.
“I—I’m so sorry, Your Grace… Please forgive me…”
“Enough. Please lead us inside now. I want to personally hand out the toys to the children as soon as possible.”
“Of course, Your Grace!”
Though the orphanage was modest, it was run quite neatly.
“You’ve kept the building very tidy.”
“You flatter me. I try my best to maintain hygienic conditions for the children, though keeping things clean isn’t as easy as one might think.”
“Still, this standard is quite impressive.”
The Headmistress showed humility, but she didn’t seem displeased—her face flushed slightly with a faint smile.
While the porters stacked the gifts for the children to one side, I took the opportunity to chat further with the Headmistress about the orphanage’s operations.
According to her, the Repher Orphanage was struggling to stay afloat due to insufficient donations relative to the large number of children, and many parts of the building still needed repairs.
I was just considering offering some assistance when Kian gently tugged at my sleeve.
“Hm? What is it, Kian?”
“I need to talk to you for a moment.”
Since Kian glanced toward the Headmistress as he finished speaking, she instantly understood and excused herself.
“Please go ahead and speak. I’ll go check whether the cargo has arrived properly.”
“Thank you for your help.”
Once the Headmistress left, I turned to Kian.
“Kian, what’s wrong?”
“It’s strange.”
“Hm? What is?”
“I can’t feel any warmth coming from that Headmistress at all.”
“What do you mean? So to you, she feels cold?”
“Yes. She isn’t a good person. Everything she said was probably a lie.”
If Kian, who could sense the temperature of people’s hearts, felt only coldness, then the Headmistress’s current demeanor must be entirely an act.
“Understood, Kian. I’ll look into it more carefully.”
Kian nodded firmly, his expression serious.
For now, I helped the Headmistress distribute the gifts we’d brought to the children. But strangely enough, the children all looked gloomy.
Not a single one showed a happy expression. They merely recited a dull, mechanical “thank you,” as if trained to do so.
“The children don’t seem happy at all. Maybe they don’t really like toys?”
I asked cautiously, almost as if testing the waters, and the Headmistress flinched slightly, her expression hardening.
“N-no, of course not! It’s just that they’re stunned to see you, Your Grace. They’ve never met someone so esteemed before.”
“I see… really?”
“Yes. Even I never imagined someone as noble as you would take interest in such a small orphanage—certainly not one as modest as ours.”
“I suppose that makes sense.”
Even glancing around casually, the children handled the toys as if they were someone else’s belongings, sneakily watching the Headmistress’s every move.
‘Hmm… But they’re clearly clean, so someone must be taking care of them…’
Kian wouldn’t misread something like this, yet I had no idea what was really going on.
Oblivious to Kian glaring at her, the Headmistress was busy smiling and patting the children’s heads.
I quietly whispered to Kian alone,
“Shall we ask the children what kind of person the Headmistress really is?”
“Yes. Good idea.”
While searching for a suitable child to ask, I spotted the one we’d met earlier in the new city district. I carefully approached and quietly called the child over to a corner of the hallway.
The child glanced nervously at the Headmistress, then—seeing she was busy unpacking gifts with the other children—hurried over to me.
“Why… did you call me?”
“I just wanted to ask you something.”
The child hunched their shoulders fearfully and kept glancing around nervously.
“Our young master says the Headmistress doesn’t seem like a good person. Could you tell me what kind of person she really is, from your perspective?”
The child, who had been hunched over in fear, widened their eyes in shock—then quickly hunched again, even more frightened.
“Please just tell me honestly. Only then can I help you.”
The child’s pupils trembled violently with confusion, then they squeezed their eyes shut and shouted loudly,
“The Headmistress is a truly wonderful person who took in poor, pitiful us!”
Normally, such words would spill out naturally only if the speaker genuinely adored the Headmistress or if they’d been thoroughly trained to say them.
But since the child’s expression showed no joy at all, I was certain it was the latter.
So I asked other children as well, but every single one repeated the exact same words without a single variation: the Headmistress was an absolutely wonderful person.
‘The children have all been brainwashed.’
It seemed pointless to press further today.
“Kian, let’s head back now.”
Kian looked at the Headmistress with an expression that clearly said, “How can we just leave?” then turned to me. His eyes were filled with worry and desperation.
“Yes?”
“Without evidence, we won’t be able to uncover anything.”
Kian’s sense of justice couldn’t tolerate such injustice. He looked deeply disappointed, his face drooping.
“Do we really have to leave like this?”
“We’ll return for now, but tomorrow the Duke will resolve this for us.”
“The Duke?”
“Of course. He’ll handle everything we couldn’t manage ourselves.”
‘With that personality, solving something like this would be as easy as eating cold porridge.’
Moreover, this was also an opportunity for Sikar to grow closer to Kian—he’d definitely help.
When we arrived back at the ducal residence, the clothes I’d ordered were piled high in the sitting room. I sent Kian straight to his room to bathe, then sat down on the sofa to rest—only for Sikar to emerge from his study.
“You bought another mountain of clothes. Didn’t I tell you there’s no need to try so hard to impress me?”
‘I knew he’d say something like that.’
“You told me to forget being kind to people and just become a villainess instead. So that’s exactly what I decided to do.”
“To think buying lots of dresses makes you a villainess… You’re clearly born to fail at villainy.”
“What are you talking about? Extravagance is the symbol of a true villainess!”
“You’d be better off just admitting honestly that you wanted to impress me.”
This was pure Sikar logic. With a sly smile, Sikar slowly walked toward me.
“Let me see what you’ve been up to today—give me your hand.”
I thrust my hand toward him as if saying, “Go ahead, figure it out yourself.”
“Here…”
After taking my hand, Sikar’s expression shifted—first bewildered, as if seeing something unexpected, then he frowned.
“So you tried your hand at imitating a villainess, I see. But you’re just… too clumsy. Kian truly can’t hide his noble birth—even when he merely imitates, he looks like royalty… Hmm… Does seeing a snowman still make me think of Valije? …What’s this? You sent toys to the orphanage?”
“Kian wanted to.”
“That brat really has an unnecessarily soft heart. Seeing this, he clearly lacks the temperament of a ruler—yet when it comes to making decisions, he’s so resolute that he’ll surely claim the throne… But the children’s reaction at the orphanage seemed odd.”
“I thought so too. According to Kian, the Headmistress seemed strange as well.”
“I see. Did you properly deliver the gifts for Lucy and Luid?”
“Yes. I sent gifts to Lucy and Luid.”
“Ah? Then the presents should have reached the marquis’s residence by now.”
Sikar released my hand, seemingly having finished reviewing my memories.
“You should go upstairs now.”
“Oh—no, wait. I still have something to say.”
Sikar, who’d been about to turn away, looked back at me with an indifferent expression, as if asking what I could possibly need to say.
“Something to say?”
“Please go with Kian and me to the orphanage tomorrow.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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"I'll finish hugging you properly back at the ducal manor."
Is he just finding any excuse to hug her? I’m still trying to figure out if he’s starting to have feelings or not! Or if he’s just not right in the head and does these things out of obligation or sense of duty? Idk.
In his arms, everything seemed to stop—no sounds reached me at all. There was on
Wait…. what if Sikar was annoyed that Yura thought Kian was so cool for protecting Lucy by covering her eyes that Sikar felt jealous or something so decided to reenact it so he could do the same for Yura?
“My twins normally fight more than ten times a day—that’s just ordinary for us.
Sometimes a firm hand shapes character and, through discipline, molds a good man
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I still don’t get how her spending his money makes him impressed? 😂🤣
Honestly? Good job Sikar. The twins (especially Luid) and brats and should stop fighting all the time. Their dad isn’t doing get there. And I’m not a fan of the “gentle parenting” when the kids are absolute terrors that need a more firm hand.
I wonder if Sikar is starting to get slightly jealous of Kian and his interactions with Yura?