[Full] The Villainess Just Wants to Live Quietly! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 12
Roel was soaked to the skin in the original story too, just as he was now.
But there was a clear difference between dramatically taking a dousing in place of Noxia and getting unexpectedly drenched like a bolt from the blue.
Drip… drip… drip… Roel wordlessly pushed back his dripping red hair. Irritation was evident on his revealed face.
“…You wouldn’t dare call this an accident, would you?”
He seemed to be referring to my stepping on his foot. Since I’d caused him to move, and the water happened to fall right on that spot, suspicion was understandable.
I needed to fix the situation immediately, so I snapped my dazed mind back to attention.
“I was so startled by the unexpected sound of the firecracker that I stumbled backward and tripped over Your Highness’s foot. I’m truly sorry, Your Highness.”
In a flash, I came up with a plausible excuse.
I couldn’t possibly admit I’d tripped him on purpose to bring the two together, so I needed a reasonable excuse Roel would accept.
“So you expect me to believe that?”
Roel still seemed unconvinced. Perhaps he thought Noxia and I had overheard what he’d said in the imperial garden and were getting revenge.
“It’s entirely my fault—I have no excuse, even if I had ten mouths. For now, at least let me offer you this…”
I tried to hand him the handkerchief I had, but Roel moved faster.
Snatch! He grabbed the handkerchief right out of my hand. His action clearly showed he still distrusted me.
That’s when the problem arose.
I honestly hadn’t anticipated that Noxia, watching from the side, would be filled with rage at the sight.
“So Your Highness is suggesting my sister and I conspired to splash you with water on purpose?”
Noxia was furious—being falsely accused of something she hadn’t done was naturally unbearable.
Surrounded by nobles, Noxia stepped forward, naturally drawing Roel’s gaze toward her.
“Then you’re denying it? One of you tripped me, the other poured water. Being twins, you two certainly work well together.”
“You’re accusing us without any proof.”
“I saw it with my own eyes—what more proof do you need?”
In the novel, I’d always thought Roel and Noxia were destined for each other, but now, with the first button misaligned, they seemed to be moving on completely parallel tracks.
“Wait a moment! It seems there’s been a misunderstanding between you two…”
I tried to mediate from the middle, but both Noxia and Roel looked at me simultaneously and spoke.
“Sister, just stay quiet.”
“This isn’t a matter for a young lady like you to interfere in.”
Though I was clearly involved in this incident, somehow the two of them had already started their emotional clash without me.
“My sister and I aren’t the kind of people who scheme against others from behind their backs. While I’m sorry you got drenched, it was clearly an accident. Apologize for being rude to my sister just now.”
“Hah—you’re telling me to apologize? I’m the one who should be receiving an apology.”
Murmurs began to spread among the nobles already gathered here.
Among nobles, gossip and watching fights were always the most entertaining, so no one present found the situation anything less than thrilling.
“Sigh…”
I pressed my fingers to my temples as a headache crept in.
Neither Roel nor Noxia was willing to yield an inch. It felt as if sparks were flying between them.
“Your Highness, could we please continue this elsewhere…”
Reigald finally intervened to mediate, but it was too little, too late.
I squeezed my eyes shut.
My plan to make Roel and Noxia’s first meeting a success had failed. I had no choice but to accept that now.
*** *** ***
I left Roel and Noxia behind and slipped away. Their relationship was already beyond my control, so watching any longer held no meaning.
‘Come to think of it, where is Askan?’
The commotion between Roel and Noxia had drawn a crowd of onlookers, yet I couldn’t see Askan or Leiana anywhere.
Now that I thought about it, I’d specifically asked Askan to keep Leiana occupied for as long as possible, and that request now weighed heavily on my mind.
Askan was a slave. Holding a noblewoman like Leiana in place wouldn’t be easy given his status.
‘And Lady Crisha’s temperament is anything but ordinary…’
Just as Tanasia in the original story treated those of lower status poorly, Leiana was no less tyrannical.
The more I thought about it, the more worried I became about Askan—I couldn’t just stand still.
I began swiftly searching the ballroom for Askan.
“Have you seen my attendant anywhere?”
Every time I met someone working at the ballroom, I asked, but they either didn’t know or just shook their heads.
Few people recognized Askan’s face, and describing him as “a handsome attendant” was pointless since everyone had different standards.
“What about Lady Crisha?”
“No, I haven’t seen her.”
After a moment’s thought, I decided to change my approach.
“Is there anywhere in the ballroom right now that might be about to cause a commotion?”
“…Ah!”
The steward seemed to recall something.
I had a strong feeling I’d found the answer. If there’d been friction between Askan and Leiana, the area around them would certainly have been noisy.
“Where is it?”
“W-well…”
The steward hesitated, perhaps fearing backlash might come his way.
I pressed the hesitant steward firmly once more.
“I don’t have time. Just tell me quickly.”
Maybe he sensed some aura of a villainess from me. The steward immediately pointed in a direction and spoke cautiously.
“Just don’t let on that I told you, miss.”
“Understood. I’ll keep it a secret.”
I headed straight in the direction the steward indicated. It wasn’t long before I spotted Askan, whom I’d been searching for so long.
Askan was leaning casually against a door, arms crossed. He looked more elegant than any noble present, and I couldn’t help but smile faintly.
“What are you doing here?”
“You’ve arrived?”
Askan seemed perfectly fine—nothing troubling had apparently happened to him.
I was about to ask him what had occurred when a hysterical female voice rang out from inside the room.
“You! Open this door right now! When I get out of here, you’ll seriously regret this!”
Hearing the woman scream at the top of her lungs, a sudden realization struck me, and I stared at Askan in shock.
“Don’t tell me Lady Crisha is inside there?”
“Yes.”
Askan’s reply was far too brief for such a serious situation.
“Did you lock Lady Crisha in that room?”
“Yes. You told me to keep her detained by any means necessary.”
Staring at Askan’s expressionless face, I suddenly burst out laughing uncontrollably.
“…Haha.”
I was reminded once again that Askan was the ultimate mastermind in the novel . He was famous not only for his monstrous abilities but also for his exceptional intellect.
Now that I thought about it, this really was the most suitable way to keep Leiana detained.
“How did you lure Lady Crisha in? What did you tell her?”
“I told her Miss Tanasia was waiting for her inside.”
“Clever. And you’ve been guarding the door like this ever since?”
“Yes.”
“The whole time?”
“You asked me to detain her as long as possible, but since I didn’t know exactly how long that meant, I waited.”
As we spoke, Leiana’s shout came again from inside the room.
“Open this door!”
He then glanced briefly toward the door and said softly,
“As you can see, I expected trouble once she got out, so I’ve been waiting here until you arrived.”
It seemed my coming to find him had been part of his calculations all along—truly an impressive knack for surprising people.
As I stared fixedly at Askan, he asked with a puzzled expression,
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No, you did well. I’m just surprised you handled my request so perfectly.”
Despite my praise, Askan’s expression didn’t change. But having spent so much time together lately, I could sense he seemed quietly satisfied.
“…It’s the first time anyone’s ever asked me to do something like this.”
His quiet remark left me wanting to respond, but before I could—
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A loud noise suddenly came from inside the room. Leiana was probably throwing objects at the door.
I couldn’t continue talking with Askan while leaving Leiana locked up like this.
Before opening the door, I deliberately raised my voice.
“Leiana, it’s me.”
This was to prevent her from throwing anything the moment I opened the door.
As expected, Leiana recognized my voice and stopped her rampage.
“Tanasia?”
“Yes. I’m opening the door now, so wait a moment.”
Only after confirming Leiana had calmed down did I open the door.
The scene inside the room was a sight to behold. Not a single item—sofa, table, even the carpet on the floor—remained intact.
Leiana glared at Askan standing behind me with burning eyes.
“How dare you lock me in here?!”
She looked ready to pounce on Askan immediately, so I stepped in front of her and spoke calmly.
“You have no reason to blame my attendant. I ordered him to do it.”
“What? Why would you do something like this…”
“I just wanted to give you a little surprise, but I ended up arriving a bit later than planned. Sorry.”
“That’s absurd!”
Having no prepared excuse, I’d framed it as a playful prank between friends, but Leiana clearly didn’t believe a word.
“You knew exactly what I’d prepared for today. How can you expect me to believe that?”
Judging by Leiana’s reaction, in the original novel Tanasia must have known she’d set off the firecracker today.
It was a misjudgment on my part.
In , the protagonist’s childhood passed quickly, so I hadn’t realized Tanasia would’ve known this detail in advance.
Even if I had known, given how things had unfolded, finding a satisfactory excuse would have been difficult anyway.
I’d hoped to slip away like a snake over a wall, but it didn’t seem things would resolve so easily.
To rectify my mistake, I forced a louder laugh and exaggerated my reaction.
“Sorry, sorry! I totally forgot! But at least the firecracker went off properly, so don’t worry.”
Though Leiana’s expression remained icy, she stopped speaking and just stared fixedly at me, as if lost in thought.
Wanting to diffuse the tense atmosphere, I tried speaking to Leiana again.
“By the way, who actually set off the firecracker?”
“…I told my servants to set it off when I gave the signal. Even without my signal, I’d instructed them in advance, so it seems the firecracker went off properly anyway.”
“Oh, I see.”
Only after hearing Leiana’s explanation did I fully understand what had happened.
“You must have felt stifled staying in here. Shall we go back to the ballroom together?”
“No, you go ahead first. I need to fix my dress a bit.”
Now that I looked, Leiana’s dress was slightly disheveled—probably from her tantrum while locked in the room.
Though Leiana’s cold attitude left me uneasy, there was nothing more I could do.
My head was already aching from Roel and Noxia’s broken relationship, and now that I’d confirmed Askan was safe, all I wanted was to return to the Brelrop mansion as soon as possible.
“Alright, then I’ll see you later.”
When I offered my farewell, Leiana nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Thus, Askan and I left the room together. I couldn’t see Leiana’s expression clearly as she was left alone, but her last gaze lingered oddly in my mind.
‘Surely I imagined it?’
She’d stared at me with an expression far too venomous for a friend.
*** *** ***
The moment Tanasia disappeared completely from her sight, Leiana could no longer contain her rage and knocked everything off the table.
Crash!
With a loud noise, glass shards flew everywhere.
Even after that, Leiana couldn’t calm herself and breathed heavily in agitation.
“…So in the end, you’re still a Brelrop.”
She’d trusted Tanasia but had still instructed her servants to set off the firecracker just in case, ordering them to do it even without her signal.
If things had gone as in the original, her suspicions toward Tanasia would have been cleared, and their bond would have grown even stronger. But now, the situation had changed.
Tanasia’s actions appeared exactly as Leiana had suspected—as if she’d shielded Noxia to prevent her from being humiliated.
“Hah—so you claim to hate Noxia more than I do. Is this because you’re ultimately still blood-related?”
It was repulsive.
To approach her as a kindred spirit only to stab her in the back…
As Leiana clenched her fist tightly while recalling Tanasia from moments ago, a gentle force of wind began slowly gathering within her hand.
Whiiiiiiiiiiiiing—
The power that had stubbornly refused to respond while she was locked in the room finally began reacting now.
Like Noxia, who controlled water, Leiana was also a descendant of the Crisha family and had inherited their special ability.
Though her power over wind was insignificant compared to Noxia’s and she couldn’t even control it properly, wind manipulation was indeed Leiana’s unique ability.
Due to the Crisha family head’s fondness for women, the household overflowed with illegitimate children—and Leiana was one among many.
When Leiana’s mother, a bar hostess, went to the Crisha household to claim Leiana’s birthright, not a single person listened to her.
Under normal circumstances, she would never have been recognized as a member of the Crisha family.
But then, one day…
Leiana manifested the ability to control wind.
She later learned that wind manipulation was a special power passed down exclusively within the Crisha family.
From that day forward, Leiana’s life changed 180 degrees. Overnight, she was acknowledged as a true Crisha, granted the noble life she’d always dreamed of.
At first, everything felt like a dream.
But that blissful illusion was shattered by the reality of Noxia’s existence.
“—Lady Crisha can use an ability? Pfft, she’s nowhere near Lady Brelrop anyway.”
“—Exactly. Just because she can use some ability, does she think anyone with talent becomes another Lady Brelrop?”
“—Anyway, she’s far too lowly to mingle with us. Her mother was a hostess, after all.”
Since the ability manifested only after skipping several generations, few people in the Arwen Empire possessed special powers.
Unfortunately, Noxia and Leiana were of similar age, so they were inevitably compared.
Noxia, the darling of high society, was always adored by everyone, while Leiana, as the runner-up, had to relinquish all glory.
“—Tch! We brought her in because she inherited our family’s ability, yet she’s utterly useless!”
“—What did you expect from someone of such low birth? Did you really think Leiana could become like Lady Brelrop? Wake up! We should just marry her off to some rich old man and be done with it.”
Her father clicked his tongue every time he saw her, and her stepmother constantly schemed to marry her off to anyone.
“—You call us siblings? Don’t make me laugh. You’re disgusting!”
Her brother—the future heir of House Crisha—denied Leiana’s very existence.
When her ability first manifested, she’d felt as if she possessed everything in the world, but reality turned out to be entirely different from her dreams.
Society’s attention, men’s affection, wealth, and power—
Everything Leiana desired had been taken by Noxia.
She couldn’t help but feel furious. Noxia’s very existence felt like a curse.
“If only Noxia didn’t exist…!”
At that very moment of constant frustration, she met Tanasia—someone who looked at Noxia with the exact same hateful gaze.
Leiana and Tanasia were destined to get along from the start. Their shared hatred for Noxia bound them tightly together.
But Tanasia had changed. Against all expectations, she’d saved Noxia from a predicament.
“If things had gone my way, Noxia would’ve been so humiliated she’d never dare show her face in high society again…”
Many who’d praised her would’ve fallen silent. Attention might even have shifted, if only slightly, from Noxia to Leiana.
Missing that opportunity left her deeply, bitterly regretful.
“I thought she was my ally…”
She’d momentarily forgotten—Tanasia was also a member of the powerful Brelrop family.
Unlike Leiana, Tanasia would never suffer the same contempt for being of low birth.
“So you’ve been deceiving me all along.”
The sense of betrayal was greater than she’d expected.
Noxia’s fake kindness was repulsive enough, but Tanasia, who’d hidden her true intentions while approaching her, felt even more loathsome.
“Tanasia…”
Leiana opened her tightly clenched fist. The wind energy gathered within dispersed violently in all directions.
Swish! Swish-swish!
The wind tore through the room like blades, slashing everywhere.
Looking at the room now reduced instantly to rags, Leiana smiled coldly.
“You’ll pay for deceiving me.”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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Isn’t he is being cute, just let him be …ufff….