[Full] The Villainess Just Wants to Live Quietly! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 1
“How can twins be so different?”
“One is perfect, as if blessed by all the gods, while the other…”
Click, click.
Tanasia stopped in her tracks on her way into the ballroom and stared at the people whispering about her.
When she turned around, she realized everyone was looking at her—not just one or two people murmuring.
Everyone gathered here was mocking Tanasia. No matter how much they hid their mouths behind fans, they couldn’t conceal the scorn in their eyes.
The twin sisters of House Brelrop, born under an oracle declaring them beloved by the gods.
Noxia, the younger sister, was a breathtaking beauty with radiant silver hair and doll-like features that evoked a sense of sanctity in all who beheld her.
In contrast, Tanasia, the elder sister, was so ordinary—her jet-black hair and gloomy aura made it hard to believe they shared the same face.
Their innate abilities differed just as starkly as their appearances.
From a young age, Noxia had inherited the rare power lost to their house long ago, freely commanding Water—one of the four primal elements.
Meanwhile, Tanasia possessed no such ability whatsoever.
Had they never been compared, it might have been different. But from the moment they were born, Tanasia and Noxia were weighed against each other—and Tanasia was always the loser.
People called them Light and Shadow: Noxia, blessed by all the gods, and Tanasia, who had received nothing.
High society, ever eager for gossip, would never pass up such an intriguing tale.
The more famous Noxia became, the more ridicule fell upon Tanasia.
Thus, an incident like today’s was nothing extraordinary.
Everyone present imagined Tanasia would, as always, slump her shoulders and slip away like she was fleeing. And upon seeing that, the others would laugh at her even louder.
But…
Defying everyone’s expectations, Tanasia stood still and calmly gazed at those who mocked her.
In her serene blue eyes—usually as placid as a still lake—there was now an oddly unfamiliar charisma.
One second, two seconds, three seconds… ten seconds.
As time passed, no one uttered a word, and silence eventually settled over the room.
No matter how much they disliked her, Tanasia was still a daughter of House Brelrop—a family at the very heart of power. They could gossip behind her back, but never dared openly disregard her.
“What exactly did you just say? It sounded like you were talking about me—speak up so I can hear properly.”
Tanasia was only fifteen years old. Yet despite being a girl not yet come of age, her questioning carried a strangely sharp edge.
When no one answered, Tanasia’s gaze fell upon the noblewoman who had been chattering the most animatedly.
The noblewoman seemed eager to feign ignorance, but under Tanasia’s unspoken pressure, she reluctantly replied.
“Well… whatever makes you think I said anything at all…?”
“You said one of us is perfect as if blessed by all the gods. But what about the other one? Isn’t that about me?”
No one had ever seen Tanasia step forward like this before, and they were utterly stunned.
“I—I only meant that I look forward to Lady Tanasia’s future growth!”
Tanasia, uncharacteristically cynical, gave a cold smile at the woman’s flimsy excuse.
Her deep black hair and porcelain-white skin made her aura seem strikingly different today.
Just as a few people found themselves captivated by her strangely alluring presence—
“Listen carefully to what I’m about to say.”
Tanasia’s blue eyes swept slowly across the nobles in the ballroom. Unlike her usual demeanor, she stood tall and unflinching.
“If I hear even one more whisper behind my back…”
Her rose-tinted lips parted slowly, drawing a delicate arc.
“I’ll rip that mouth open—no matter whose it is.”
A wave of murmurs rippled through the crowd.
It was utterly unthinkable—those words coming from Tanasia, who had always been timid beyond measure.
Watching the nobles’ stunned faces, Tanasia added, as if to drive the point home:
“If you’re curious what I might do, go ahead—gossip once more.”
Leaving behind those ominous words, Tanasia walked off as if nothing had happened, continuing along her original path.
Those left behind could only watch her retreating figure—not with their usual sneers, but with expressions of utter bewilderment.
*** *** ***
At first, I had no idea this was the world inside a book.
My last memory was handing in my resignation letter to the company I’d so longed to join, then celebrating alone with a solo trip.
Not long after takeoff, the plane exploded.
I died at twenty-seven—the prime of life.
‘I finally thought I could take a break, and now I’m dead…’
It was meant to be my first real vacation after racing through life like a thoroughbred. Yet I never even got to dip my toes in the water before the accident struck.
Orphaned young, I’d gritted my teeth and chased success from the moment I understood what it meant.
I believed the only way to escape pitying gazes and scorn was through success—but now, looking back…
I’d never truly enjoyed life even once.
It felt hollow.
Hot tears welled in my eyes from a nameless sense of injustice, but the past couldn’t be undone.
There’s a saying: “Even rolling through cow dung is better than leaving this world.”
Having already died once, I found that saying profoundly relatable. No fate was worse than a short life, no matter how one lived.
So when I awoke in the body of an unknown black-haired girl, I vowed: No matter what, I would survive this time.
“Miss Tanasia! You’re awake?!”
Unfamiliar faces and a foreign, exotic place.
‘Tanasia?’
Why were they calling me by someone else’s name?
Strangely, the name felt familiar—I’d definitely heard it somewhere before.
But I couldn’t quite place it immediately because the beautiful face staring back at me was utterly unlike the Tanasia I’d imagined.
‘Wow… insane.’
Jet-black hair without a trace of impurity, flawless snow-white skin—
My widened eyes glittered like gems, and my slightly parted lips shimmered crimson despite wearing no makeup.
In short, I was stunningly beautiful.
At first, I couldn’t believe it: I’d died in a plane crash, yet here I was—awake in another world, in another person’s body.
But my confusion didn’t last long.
‘My name is Tanasia. My sister is Noxia. Our house is Brelrop?’
Suddenly, memories flooded my mind.
.
It was that idle romance novel I’d skimmed for fun.
The story, wildly popular from its first serialization, centered on twin sisters who couldn’t be more different.
Noxia, the younger sister, was adored by all for her beauty and extraordinary powers, while Tanasia, the elder, had nothing remarkable about her—constantly measured against her sister until she grew increasingly cowed.
It was only natural Tanasia came to envy Noxia.
Initially timid, Tanasia gradually grew obsessed with everything Noxia possessed, mimicking her in every way—
her dresses, her jewelry, even her speech patterns…
She cursed the gods daily and prayed fervently:
『Why did the gods give everything only to Noxia? Why did I get nothing? If only I’d been born as Noxia… If only I were Noxia…』
By adulthood, Tanasia had become little more than a copy of her sister—and tragically, a fake could never surpass the real thing.
Indeed, Tanasia was the villainess of .
‘So that means…’
I quickly reached a conclusion.
‘I’ve become Tanasia from that novel?’
How was this even possible?
I distinctly remembered dying in that plane crash!
Though utterly unbelievable, perhaps because it was such a common trope in fantasy novels, I wasn’t as shocked as I might’ve been.
I accepted reality quickly. After all, I was already dead—I couldn’t go back to my old life anyway.
While curious about how this happened, I knew brooding over inexplicable mysteries wouldn’t yield answers.
More importantly, the situation before me wasn’t all that bad.
‘So I’ve become a noble, then.’
I’d once wished that if I ever got a second life, I’d be born into wealth.
In a way, that wish had come true.
In the novel, Tanasia walked an endless hell comparing herself to Noxia—but I felt no need to do the same.
I’d been born into House Brelrop, a family wielding power and wealth, with a face of breathtaking beauty.
True, I envied Noxia’s ability to freely command Water, one of the four primal elements—but lacking that power didn’t erase Tanasia’s noble standing.
The more I thought about it, the more satisfied I became.
Back in my old life, I’d constantly worried about survival and an uncertain future. Now, even as a villainess, I was positioned to live luxuriously for the rest of my days.
There was no reason not to be happy.
‘And even if Noxia is the world’s greatest beauty—so what? Being the second most beautiful is still beautiful, isn’t it?’
I never imagined that Tanasia, described only as an ugly duckling in the novel, would actually be this stunning.
As a reader, I’d found Tanasia’s jealousy-driven villainy thrilling—but now that I was her, I honestly couldn’t understand it.
I didn’t know how beautiful Noxia truly was, but with Tanasia’s current looks, she surely couldn’t be outshone. After all, they were twins—they couldn’t look drastically different.
In the novel, Tanasia cursed her black hair, but to me, it was incredibly alluring. She only seemed gloomy because, lacking confidence, she hid her face behind long locks.
Unintentionally, I’d discarded Tanasia’s lifelong jealousy of Noxia almost immediately after waking in this body.
My mind quickly filled with happy fantasies.
The important thing was that I’d been given another chance at life.
This time, I’d indulge in every luxury I couldn’t afford in my past life and live happily until my days were done.
Once my thoughts settled, I began pondering my plans.
Should I sprawl on the beach, soaking up the sun?
No—maybe spend a few days in a hot spring, melting away all fatigue.
“Hmm~”
Lost in dreams of a blissful future, I hummed a tune without realizing it.
For several days, I enjoyed a dreamlike rest in the manor.
I slept until noon every day and feasted on exquisite delicacies at every meal.
Nothing felt more joyful than doing absolutely nothing.
‘This is perfect. This truly is paradise on earth.’
Deep satisfaction swelled within me.
Indeed, things had started off wonderfully—
right up until today.
Trouble soon revealed itself.
“Has Miss Tanasia been acting a bit strange lately?”
“Right? Ever since she asked us to steal Lady Noxia’s dress, she hasn’t seemed quite herself—and after the riding accident and waking up, she’s gotten even weirder.”
“Oh, did you hear? There are dark rumors that the Kalua Empire is developing human weapons…”
I noticed the maids whispering with only their lips, but I didn’t pay it much mind. They’d need time to adjust to the new me anyway.
Yet one phrase in their idle chatter caught my ear.
‘Kalua Empire?’
It felt like I’d forgotten something crucial.
Unable to shake the nagging sense that the memory hovered just out of reach, I approached the maids. Guiltily recalling their earlier gossip, they shrank back nervously.
“Repeat what you just said.”
“W-we were just talking about…”
“The rumor about the Kalua Empire.”
At that, the maids visibly relaxed—they realized I wasn’t scolding them.
“There’s a rumor circulating lately that the Kalua Empire is developing human weapons. They say there are far more missing persons this year than last—and all of them were taken by the Kalua Empire.”
Another maid quickly added,
“My lady, don’t worry about such baseless talk. The Kalua Empire and our Arwen Empire are long-standing allies—they’d never do such a thing. It’s surely just vicious gossip.”
“Yes, that’s true. The story lacks any real credibility.”
I nearly stopped breathing.
Sadly, I knew this rumor was true.
Oh no!
Suddenly, I remembered what I’d forgotten.
In , the Arwen Empire would eventually go to war with the Kalua Empire.
The problem was…
Tanasia would die after losing that war.
“No way!”
All my happy days vanished like a mirage.
With the nation’s fall, House Brelrop’s ruin was inevitable.
In the novel, Tanasia—who’d committed all manner of wickedness—met an unexpected end: beheaded by the enemy general who led the Kalua Empire to victory.
Before the war, her status as a Brelrop shielded her from severe punishment no matter how vile her actions—but after the nation and her house collapsed, she had no protection left.
“A-are you alright, my lady?”
The maids, startled by my sudden cry, gaped at me with wide eyes.
‘…This is bad.’
The upcoming war wasn’t just an obstacle to the life I wanted—
it meant my death.
The Emperor of Kalua had long coveted territorial expansion and secretly developed the forbidden “human weapons” for that purpose.
In just a few years, these human weapons would emerge and mercilessly crush the Arwen Empire.
I couldn’t just sit idle.
Dying young again—just like in my previous life—was utterly unacceptable.
I had to find a way to avoid my death route at all costs.
‘Stay calm. There’s still time.’
Clutching my throbbing head, I intensely recalled the person who killed Tanasia.
It was none other than Askan—the ultimate mastermind of .
Initially just a victim of the human weapon experiments, he survived brutal trials and became the story’s strongest figure—a monster who wielded both swordsmanship and magic.
With brilliant intellect, formidable power, and utter ruthlessness, Askan was the novel’s most terrifying antagonist.
Perhaps my desperation stirred a buried memory—
I suddenly recalled a brief passage describing Askan’s past:
『At age fifteen, Askan escaped the Kalua Empire’s human weapon laboratory. Mistaken for a slave due to his ragged appearance, he was sold to a noble family in the Arwen Empire…』
Yes—Askan had definitely escaped the lab and come to the Arwen Empire.
Because of that bitter experience, he showed even less mercy when he later invaded the Arwen Empire.
My mind raced.
Since Tanasia and Askan were the same age, that meant this escape would happen this very year.
“Where’s the slave market in the capital?”
“Huh? The slave market?”
“Yes. I need to go there immediately.”
“Well, if you insist…”
Before the maid could finish—
Creeeak—
The supposedly empty bathroom door opened, revealing a boy.
His shabby clothes clearly marked him as a slave working for House Brelrop.
He bowed deeply toward me and spoke in a flat, emotionless voice,
“I’ve prepared your bath as instructed.”
Like me, he had jet-black hair—but his carried a deeper, darker aura.
Though his face remained lowered, his sharp nose and straight forehead hinted at exceptional looks.
Moreover, the boy felt uncannily familiar, as if he’d stepped straight out of a scene I remembered from .
Then I noticed it—an ancient script tattooed on his neck, hidden under his shirt collar. It was the mark forcibly branded onto test subjects in the Kalua Empire.
“C-could it be…”
I quickly covered my mouth with trembling hands.
Another moment later, I might have shrieked in shock.
Staring at him in disbelief, the boy slowly lifted his head, his golden eyes—deep as an abyss—locking onto mine.
For an instant, I felt the chill of my future severed neck.
Collecting myself as best I could, I spoke as casually as possible,
“I haven’t seen you before. When did you join our household?”
“You… don’t recognize my face?”
His expression hadn’t changed—but somehow, the air grew colder, as if he were utterly baffled.
‘Wait… do we already know each other?’
I swallowed hard. Unsure what was going on, I skipped pleasantries and asked the one thing burning in my mind.
“…What’s your name?”
The boy stared at me silently for a moment—then answered softly,
“Askan. My name is Askan.”
The moment I heard his reply, it hit me like a hammer to the head.
Apparently…
The ultimate villain of the novel, Askan—mistaken for a slave and sold—had ended up in our very household.
‘Hold on a second!’
How on earth did this happen?
This never occurred in the original story!
When male lead is the homewrecker
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
I’ve read the novel below twice already. Girls, I’m highly recommending it to you!
The female lead? Not a good person.
The second male lead? Not a good person.
The male lead? Willingly plays the third party, breaking up the female and second male lead’s relationship despite all the warnings from his friends—so yeah, he’s definitely not a good person either.
Basically, nobody in this novel is simple-minded or without scheming.
The female lead starts off as the male lead’s secretary, but don’t worry—later on, she takes over the company while the male lead steps back to support her. He won’t steal her spotlight, overshadow her, or dull her shine.
I love novels where men are out here snatching wigs, tearing each other down, and going to war just to win the female lead’s affection. And this is exactly that kind of novel. Most of Hai Dai Ran’s works have this dynamic. You’ll see the male characters’ emotions being pushed to the absolute extreme.
There’s even a scene where the second male lead exposes the male lead online for being a homewrecker. The brotherhood immediately gangs up on him, dragging him through the mud. I find it compelling —it completely flips reality on its head, where usually, women are the ones fighting over a man and getting torn apart by the sisterhood.
For me, female leads in the novels I read should only struggle in their careers, not in love. But if the brainless romantics in the story are all men? I have zero complaints.
I’ve pretty much read all of Hai Dai Ran’s novels and even translated all of them—her works are just my thing. I’ll slowly upload everything here. One day, when my website is official, I hope I can invite her to join as one of the star authors.
Here’s the story synopsis:
One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé.
Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead
Intro 1:
“I know she doesn’t love him.”
With blood trickling from his clenched fist, Rong Xiu gazed at the woman before him, his eyes clouded with anguish. Hidden in the wardrobe, he had witnessed Fan Xia – the woman he desperately loved – in an intimate embrace with her fiancé. Yet his heart still yearned for her, defying all reason.
Fan Xia, the elegant and composed assistant, carried something mysterious in her eyes whenever she looked at her fiancé, Wen Lan Sheng. Strange occurrences began to surface – secret meetings with the young Gu Jin Yi, an unexplained withdrawal of 5,000 yuan… Then suddenly, her fiancé’s sister, Wen Jing, violently attacked her.
In this matriarchal society, Rong Xiu had risen to become the chairman of a powerful healthcare conglomerate, breaking through gender prejudices. But for the first time, he willingly stepped into the shadows as the other man, disregarding his friends’ warnings to become her secret lover.
Because he had discovered the truth – Fan Xia wasn’t the pure angel everyone believed her to be. And perhaps, he was the only one capable of helping her execute her mysterious plan…
Intro 2:
Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia.
He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years.
Watched her go public with her boyfriend.
Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding.
Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of.
The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire.
Fan Xia, how can I have you!
【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】
1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy
2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition
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Chapter Comments (16)
To correct what was done will take quite an effort! It’s almost impossible.
What was done can’t be that easily undone! The protagonist seems a bit too optimistic.. or rather anxious. 🤷🏻♀️ In any case, good luck to her!
I wish I could know Askan’s point of view as well. What he observed, what he felt, what he thought.
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"I’ve decided to start a project: living happily and enjoying life for a long, l
I think she could have worded it better. Maybe he’ll get to see the way she was mistreated as well? I wonder..Looking farther ahead, it was far more beneficial to ensure Noxia made a perfect
Imagine.. if the prince got interested in Noxia exactly because she was wearing simple clothes? 😅Truly, she was the protagonist of the novel . Her praise was utterly genuine, de
Or she hides it just too well. I can’t help it — I feel suspicious.
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Kitsune
I like this one. Definitely! It’s a good story.
Can’t wait to read what happens next.