This Time, I’ll Definitely Protect my Wife and Daughter!

Title: This Time, I’ll Definitely Protect my Wife and Daughter!

Original: 今度こそ、妻と娘を守る!

Author: yui/サウスのサウス



I had lost everything. My life had been a series of tragedies since my wife was killed: I couldn’t properly face my daughter and I eventually ended up framed by another aristocrat. Right before my execution, I managed to help my daughter escape, and thought at least I’d accomplished that much.

Then, I regained consciousness. I had traveled back in time.

“This is…” I’d checked both the calendar and surrounding scenery multiple times before walking over to the mirror. My appearance greatly surprised me.

“I’m sure I was executed…what happened?” Yes, I’d been executed. The reason was that my daughter had committed crimes against the woman her fiancé – His Highness, the Crown Prince – was cheating on her with, while I had mismanaged my fief’s funds and stolen from the kingdom.

These charges were false, but by the time I’d realized what had happened, it was too late. I’d at least helped my daughter escape before I climbed the steps to the gallows.

Everything had been orchestrated by those who were hostile against our ducal house. I completely fell into their trap. I’d died after becoming too complacent. Even my daughter who had escaped could only resent them without recourse for her entire life.

However, when I’d regained consciousness, I found myself in a young man’s body. I was in a room that was both very familiar and should no longer exist: my childhood bedroom. The date on the calendar told me I had gone back twenty years in time.

…I was now ten years old.

I couldn’t understand what was happening. I was stunned. Then, someone knocked on the door before entering. It was a nostalgic person, our butler from when father had run the house. “Good morning young master.”

Jiiya…is that you?”[1]

“Yes, it’s jiiya. Is something the matter?”

“…I had a strange dream. Just how old am I now?”

“That’s certainly an odd question. Young master turned ten this year.”

“Ah…I’m sorry, I guess I was still sleepy.” I shook my head to demonstrate to him that nothing was amiss.

Somehow, I had apparently gone back in time. Or, did I just have a premonition of the future? No, even though it seemed unbelievable, I had gone back to the past. My memories of adulthood were too clear for any other explanation.

However, this time…maybe I can save them.

My dear wife and daughter.

I had been married twice.

The first time was to my beloved fiancée. I’d adored her and she felt the same for me. However, one day, on her way home from a tea party, her carriage was attacked by thieves and she was killed.

Though they were soon caught and executed, it didn’t shake me out of my depressive episode, which lasted quite a while.

At the time, our daughter had been four or five years old. I’d wanted someone else to guide her in her mother’s place and stupidly welcomed another woman into our house as my wife.

This was where my mistakes began.

I had no idea at the time, but my new wife began abusing my daughter in the name of education. I didn’t notice because I’d put some distance between her and I. When I saw my daughter, who looked more and more like her mother each day…I couldn’t help but be reminded of my beloved dead wife.

My daughter was always well behaved in front of me and it seems that my second wife threatened the servants, so no one reported the abuse to me.

At that time, I thought all was well and told my daughter about her engagement with the Crown Prince. She lived up to the expectations of those around her and perfectly gained the abilities required to become Queen. Still, I could not be honest with my daughter, whose mother’s death had killed a part of my own heart.

Then, one day, I’d heard a strange rumor.

It was said that the Crown Prince was ignoring his fiancée in favor of a common woman. When I’d first heard about it, I’d laughed to the point I snorted, but then when I looked into it, the rumors had turned out to be true.

What was worse is that the reputation of my daughter, which had previously been good, had seen a sharp decline. When I’d investigated further, I found that people were intentionally spreading rumors that my daughter was bullying that woman.

The investigation revealed many suspicious points.

For example, the career and social relationships that the common woman possessed were just strange. Eventually, I found out – from my more skillful subordinates – that while she was born in this kingdom, she was likely to be from one of the countries that we had conquered earlier.

In fact, that common woman had the coat of arms engraved upon her body; proof that she was a member of that fallen country’s royal family.

What surprised me even more was her connections. All her friendships were with powerful men; the prince and his entourage of young noblemen. Further, that woman had a secret meeting with the head of a family, who was deeply hostile to our ducal house.

Combined, this was all deeply unpleasant. Therefore, I’d tried to deal with it on my own, but it was already too late. My daughter had been abandoned by the Crown Prince at one evening party and was convicted of bullying the common woman favored by the prince. She was arrested, while at the same time I was jailed for misappropriating my fiefdom’s funds.

Fortunately, the watchmen at the prison were my loyal subordinates, so I hatched a plot to break my daughter out while I acted as a decoy. I had her run away.

“Father!” I still remember her expression at that time; she’d looked extremely frightened.

This girl I’d looked at properly for the first time in a very long time had become a beautiful woman who looked just like her mother. At the very end, I could only say to her: “I’m so sorry about everything until now. I’ll be fine, my dear daughter.”

Seeing my daughter’s heartbroken expression as I said that…I could only smile when she finally ran away.

I was relieved that my subordinates were able to smuggle her out.

Please live.

Even now, I’m unsatisfied. In the final moments before my death, I could only regret that I hadn’t loved her properly.

After making a calculated fuss for a while, I was caught by some other prison guards and returned to my cell. I was just relieved to hear the rumors that my daughter had escaped.

Then, a while later, I was executed.

Hatred and regret…I could only pray for my daughter’s happiness.

I had returned to the past with memories of my future. Eight years had passed since I’d first woken up.

My wife and I were able to safely get married. This second wedding was burned into my mind more vividly than the first.

My wife in a white dress, the oath, the kiss…everything looked clearer to me.

This time I will protect them.

My wife held my hands as I said my vows. Her eyes were full of compassion. “My dear husband, it will be okay,” she said later. With just those words, it seemed the weight on my shoulders had disappeared.

She might have spotted my unease and therefore comforted me. She’d brought such light and warmth to my heart without even realizing it. My tense heart relaxed at her words and on that day, I fell in love with her all over again.

We had a daughter a little while after we got married. The timing was the same as before, so I was incredibly grateful. I’d wondered if our child would change if there were deviations in the timeline; I’d worried my daughter wouldn’t be born.

Thankfully she was. Just as before, we named her ‘Rosemary.’

Rose grew up quickly. In the last timeline, I was so busy with work that I couldn’t see her much when she was a child. This time, however, I desperately finished work and returned to the mansion to spend time with my wife and Rose.

My wife and I are like eternal newlyweds, by the way. Just the other day, I was delighted when the doctor informed me that we would be having a second child.

Everyone was pleased to have a new family member.

When I told Rose that she would soon become an older sister, she – who had just recently started speaking – said “Yay! Olda sista—!”[2]

My wife and I stroked her head lovingly.

It was around that time that the wheels of fate began turning.

One day, when my wife – who had entered a stable period in her pregnancy – said that she wanted to attend a tea party in the neighborhood, I’d had a bad feeling. So, I gave her permission, but only on the condition that I could follow.

Our daughter also accompanied her. Rose was comparably reliable for her age and therefore in the perfect position to reign in my wife, who was sometimes quite the eccentric.

We increased the number of escorts on the way back and had them lay in wait.

Thankfully, the party had gone off without a hitch. When my wife and daughter decided to return home, I accompanied them in their carriage. It had turned out that my unpleasant premonition proved correct.

The carriage suddenly came to a stop and the outside got quite noisy. I told my family to wait inside and lock the door as I headed out.

As expected, it had been the same ones who had killed my wife in the previous timeline. However, with the escorts that had been secretly deployed, the quality of protection was overwhelmingly different. They were suppressed immediately.

One of the escorts tied up the man who appeared to be the boss of the group. He brought him towards me and I realized that he was the same man who I’d hit in anger during the trial. He had been the first to be executed.

In the previous timeline, my anger had gotten the better of me and I’d had him killed without properly asking…

“Who hired you?”


“Alright, keep silent. I’ll listen to you slowly at a later date. Take them away.” With those words, the thieves were taken away.

When I returned to the carriage, my wife and daughter were anxiously waiting for me. To ease their nerves, I gently smiled at them.

“Dear husband, is everything alright?”

“It’s okay. Everything has been settled. Now, let’s go home.”


“It’s alright Rose, don’t look so uneasy. Father will protect you no matter what.”

She nodded innocently at my declaration – yelling out “Yeah!” – and I wondered if I’d managed to ease her worries.

My wife still looked concerned, but relaxed visibly when I held her hand and smiled.

In that way, the first tragedy was avoided. That said, it was probably a planned attack. Let’s sniff out the organization responsible. With this in mind, I returned to our house with my precious family.

After just a bit of violence, the thieves became more honest. Apparently, the request was made by a house that harbored hostilities towards our family.

However, I was aware that a group of thugs would not be believed in a court of law. There just wasn’t enough proof. So, for the time being, I handed them over to the kingdom’s troops, asking for both their punishments and a thorough investigation.

Then, I ordered my subordinates to find out the weaknesses of that house. Thanks to these excellent individuals, information was gathered quickly. Honestly, I was amazed at the degree of information that they had been able to gather.

At first, I’d thought to take away one of their beloved family members as revenge. Then I realized that it would make me the same as the other person so I abandoned this route. Instead, I’d decided to destroy their standing by accusing them of fraud, but I delay their punishment for just a little while.

The reason for this was because my daughter had just been selected as the Crown Prince’s consort candidate. This was because – at least at present – there was only one family that balanced out the royal family’s power and had a daughter that was the correct age.

It goes without saying that I refused at first, but eventually I had no choice but to accept because the King was so persistent. However, I’d added some conditions.

First, the relationship between Rose and the Prince would remain that of fiancée ‘candidates’ and their engagement would only proceed if neither party found someone they loved before graduating from the academy.

Second, if either person found someone that they liked but tried to break the engagement via unreasonable methods then appropriate measures would be taken.

Surprisingly, the King agreed to this.

Honestly, I didn’t want to give my beloved Rose to that stupid Prince. But it can’t be helped, because I need this timeline to be at least somewhat similar to my memories so as to exact appropriate revenge.

However, I was firm in telling Rose that she was simply a consort ‘candidate’ and that if she had someone whom she liked then she could tell me.

The Prince seemed to believe Rose was his official fiancée, but I don’t really care about his misunderstandings. I left it alone for the time being because it would be convenient for my plans.

Well, it would still be most ideal if the Prince decided not to do anything, but as it turned out, his fate was unavoidable.

It had been a while since Rose started attending the academy. As a parent, I was lonely, but I still had my younger son and daughter. (Though I still wondered when Rose would come home.)

One day, I received a message from the subordinate I had secretly made Rose’s escort. He reported to me that the Prince was spending time with a common woman.

When I heard this, I immediately requested an audience with the King and reported the matter. He was in a cold sweat and tried to stop me, but a promise was a promise.

Rose didn’t particularly like the Prince either, so it was fine.

In the end, the King said he would put the matter on hold, so that day ended up a wash. Afterwards, I requested audiences several times without receiving a response. Then, the day of the abominable evening party had arrived.

When we’d entered the venue – I was escorting Rose – all eyes were on us at once. Well, her fiancé, the Prince, had left her alone and escorted another woman, so of course people would be curious.

After a while, the Prince made the same declaration as the previous timeline.

“Rose, I am breaking my engagement with you! You have always bullied Marie! I will expose this wickedness!”

The venue was abuzz at the Prince’s words.

When I discreetly looked at a certain individual – one of the people who were hostile towards my family and perpetrators of tonight – they were smiling at the situation. Seeing that, I inwardly smirked.

Now, let’s settle this!

“Your Highness, please wait a moment. I would like to hear more of that story.”

After I’d said this, the Prince glared at me, openly hostile. “What?! I won’t revoke this cancellation or your daughter’s punishment!”

“Your Highness, it seems that you are operating under a mistaken premise.”


“In the first place, my daughter and you were not even officially engaged.”

The venue is once again set abuzz. Well, that’s natural, after all, everyone had been treating her as his fiancée up until this point, therefore, they were surprised at the sudden turn of events. Some people even seemed to think that I was lying so as to avoid punishment…

Like this Prince in front of me. “Don’t mess with me! Where’s the evidence of that—?”

“Right here.” I took out the pledge, which His Majesty, the King, had signed.

The Prince, who had been shouting until now, was confused when he saw that the document was genuine. “But! My father—”

“I understood Rose properly, didn’t I?”

“Yes, Father.”

“Then why didn’t you deny it?!”

“I didn’t feel the need to as I was not engaged to Your Highness to begin with.”

“But, you’re in love with me, right?”

“Huh? Why? What would I like about you, Your Highness?”

“But you’ve been bullying Marie because of that burning jealousy!”

“No, I wasn’t jealous. Whether as a member of the opposite sex or as a human being, I’ve never liked Your Highness. My type has always been someone cool, like my father.” Rose smiled as she said that and I was involuntarily pleased.

Her type is like me, huh…?

The Prince, who refused to give up, was still trying to push the events in his favor. Well, it can’t be helped…

“Your Highness, my daughter never bullied anyone in the first place.”

“That’s not true! Marie said—”

“That girl named Marie is deceiving you to frame our family. Is that not right, Duke Montest and Count Heidert?” When they were suddenly accused, the two heads of their families, denied is resolutely, as though in righteous fury.

“What is with this story?”

“It’s totally false.”

“That’s alright, I’ve already proven that it was your work. There’s evidence. I’ve recorded your secret conversations and submitted it to the King, so please speak with him instead. I’ve also made your wrongdoings public…well, please do your best.”

“W-wha?!” They both exclaimed in unison.

“Guards, arrest them.”

The guards, who had been awaiting my words, took the two of them in. The entire venue became quite noisy afterwards. However, it seems that the Prince has yet to give up.

“B-but Marie…”

“Your Highness, I don’t have too much free time, so I’ll state this in brief. That young woman is the former Princess of Arubahelm, a country that our kingdom previously conquered. She’s here for revenge on this country. Isn’t that right, Marie-san? Oh, you don’t have to bother making an excuse. Why don’t you just show us that emblem on your arm instead?”

When I said that, she turned her gaze towards me and laughed. “My, I’m quite surprised. How did you find out?”


“Ah, Your Highness—I’m sorry. It seems that I’ve been exposed. To be perfectly honest, it’s exactly as that man has said.”

“No, it must be a lie…”

“I got closer to you to avenge my homeland. I wanted to become Queen and throw this country into economic collapse…well, it’s impossible now that I’ve been exposed. It was so easy to trick you. We had a good time, didn’t we?”


“Even though I did such a good job…well, it can’t be helped now. Oh, and Rose-sama, I never had a chance to tell you, but I like you quite a bit. If your personality was just a little bit more distorted, I’d like you even more.” She said as she was taken away by the guards, leaving the absentminded Prince.

Only the poor, deceived Prince was left onstage.

“Rose, for the time being, let’s go back home…”

“Yes, Father.”

I held hands with my daughter as we returned to our home. I’d finally protected the family that I loved…

After that, the Prince was put under house arrest and deprived of his right to inherit. Though, the truth seemed to be that he was mentally scarred after being betrayed by that woman and could not leave his room.

The aides who had been unable to stop the Prince were punished by their own houses.

It seemed that the (former) Crown Prince’s younger brother would become the next King, but regardless, I didn’t want Rose to marry into that kind of family.

Rose fell in love with a classmate – the son of a Count – and they eventually got married. When I was sad about giving my daughter away, my wife comforted me.

Even so, Rose’s partner was a good man, so I couldn’t help but like him.

When our two younger children grew up, I retired and leisurely spent the rest of my life with my dear wife.

I still sometimes wonder why I got the chance to start over.

There were so many pieces that I’d never grasped, but in the end, when I looked at my laughing wife next to me, all the need for answers melted away. Next to my children, lively grandchildren and wife, I passed away.

My last words had been decided a long time ago.

“It was…a happy life…”

I protected that which I could not in my previous life. My dear daughter from the first timeline, I will greedily pray for your happiness.

Please give her happiness…

With that, I finally closed my eyes.

[1] An affectionate term for an older male servant.

[2] Meant to be baby talk/babble for “older sister.” Sorry, I’m not great at this.

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The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape [2]: The Villainess Cannot Escape (R18)

Title: The Villainess Cannot Escape / The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape ②

Original: 悪役令嬢は逃げられない / 悪役令嬢の逃亡(未遂) ②

Author: 茜菫


Summary: A sequel to “The Villainess Wants to Escape.” I’m the fiancée of the Crown Prince, who is a capture target in an otome game that I played in my past life. I was reincarnated as the villainess who harasses the heroine, gets convicted, and dies. But, I don’t want to die so I won’t get involved with the heroine.

Why is this happening?

Right now, I’m struck by the deep desire to flee from this place. I don’t mind messing up as, personally, the urge to scratch my head in frustration was hard to ignore. However, when I remember the maid who had worked tirelessly on my hard-to-style silver hair, I relented. Forgetting to blink, I stared blankly at nothing while thinking about how stupid it was to be worrying about my hairstyle at a time like this.

The gorgeous chandelier hurt my eyes. Furthermore, the stares of those around me also hurt and I heard an uncomfortable buzzing in my ears.

I can assure you that the ones attracting the most attention at this venue are us. The central figure is the Crown Prince of this country, His Royal Highness Leonhardt von Vanstein. His beautiful, fluffy honey-colored hair shines brightly and his violet eyes are directed straight towards me. Standing before him, locking eyes, is me: Lucie von Schönburg, his fiancée and the eldest daughter of Earl Schönburg.

Behind His Highness is Catalina von Valmar. She’s a pretty girl with loosely curled pink hair and young leaf-colored eyes. She must have been the eldest daughter of Earl Valmar.

This is unmistakably a familiar sight. I’ve seen this scenario many times in my previous life.

Oh, I’m dead.

This time for sure, I definitely had the expression of a Tibetan fox.

In my past life, I was an average citizen living in Japan; a country that does not exist in this world. This situation is exactly like the event CG when the heroine is protected by the prince and the villainess is condemned. It is from an otome game that I, who had no boyfriend, played in my past life.

The heroine’s name is Cataline by default, the prince is Leonhardt, and the villainess is Lucie. It’s surely not a coincidence that all the names match. In the game, this is a Happy Ending for the heroine, and a Game Over for the villainess. What a mess.

“Um, Your Highness…shouldn’t we stop here?”

“Lady Lucie, I can’t do that.”

His Highness was laughing but his eyebrows were slightly lowered. His eyes weren’t laughing at all. I’ve been his fiancée for a year and a half so I can tell when he’s upset.

“I will not forgive the sin of trying to trap my beloved,” said Prince Leonhardt. Catalina, who was standing behind him, clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest. Her shoulders were small and trembling, but she was looking at me with pursed lips. It was like she had a plan. I looked back at her, while thinking that she was a perfectly healthy girl putting on the facade of being frightened.

Honestly, I want to look away and faint.

“Lady Catalina has launched a complaint saying that you have been harassing her.”

“…Isn’t that a misunderstanding?”

“Lady Lucie…!” Catalina says my name full of blame. She had tears in her eyes, which looked ready to spill at any moment. It was certainly the perfect look for a victim. Was she really claiming that she was being bullied by me?

After watching the situation, His Highness took a deep breath and stared straight into my eyes. I wanted to look away, but there was a silent pressure coming from him, which prevented me from doing so.

“…She ruined my dress by splashing red wine on me.”

“…Yes, I admit that, but it wasn’t on purpose.”

It really hadn’t been on purpose at all. After recalling my past memories, I had tried to stay as far away from Catalina as possible. It was the same at this evening party, but she had approached me. When I noticed her and tried to escape, another young lady bumped into me and I spilled red wine on Catalina’s dress before falling over in embarrassment.

…By no means had it been intentional. I had gotten more hurt from falling down than she’d had from wine being splashed onto her. I was so embarrassed at the time that I wanted to quickly disappear. I really won’t forgive the woman who’d bumped into me in the first place.

“There is a witness who says that she saw you push her down the stairs.”

“…I don’t remember anything like that. I did see her rolling down, but she fell by herself. I hadn’t touched her at all.”

I’d kept avoiding Catalina because of the wine incident, but had met her again when I was descending the stairs at another evening party. As she was walking up, she grinned at me before suddenly screaming and rolling down the steps.

It was then that I had become convinced that she was a reincarnated individual, the same as myself. Maybe she’s trying to force the harassment events because I wouldn’t bully her. Honestly, Catarina was terrifying to me. Thanks to her frightened eyes and fallen state, people began to whisper that I had pushed her down on purpose.

Even now, when confronting her like this, I get unpleasant sweats, nausea and dizziness. I want to lose consciousness. I honestly want to faint and let everyone else figure this out while I’m not there. His Highness Prince Leonhardt will likely be able to put two and two together. That’s right, that would be for the best.

“Lady Lucie.”

His Highness, who had been my fiancé for a year and a half, seemed to have a different idea on how to proceed. When I called his name, he simply smiled at me. I let out a groan, looking down. Meanwhile, Catalina took a step forward, as if deciding that this was the most opportune moment to attack.

“…And, I heard you at the evening party the other night. You were talking to some men about attacking me…”

In fact, at the evening party in question, Catalina had been attacked in the courtyard. I had no choice but to look at Catalina, who continued trembling in terrified victim performance, with a face as if I’d chewed something bitter. On the other hand, I was wondering why she would go out to the courtyard in the first place.

“Lady Lucie, do you not remember?”

“…Of course not.”

Her accusations were, of course, false. I’d been afraid of Catalina and planning to leave early. You could say that I’m only here right now because that plan had failed. Catalina is a person I fear. It’s ridiculous that I would harass a person like that. I don’t want to get involved with her, I want to run away.

“…Then, let’s prove it.”

His Highness would not allow me to escape. If I’d looked at His Highness resentfully, he would have only stared back with eyes that weren’t laughing. Realizing that I could not escape, I tried to imitate a Tibetal snail. When he saw that expression, however, he laughed.

“Lady Catalina, did you hear that?”

“…In front of the parlor that was prepared for the evening party. I’d gotten a little tired and thought I’d take a break…it was then that I heard Lady Lucie’s voice…”

There are several guest rooms available during evening parties. They are often used by both men and women.

“Though I couldn’t see inside, it was certainly Lady Lucie’s voice. She was speaking with someone, a man.”


“I couldn’t believe that Your Highness’ fiancée would be alone in a room with another man…” she said with her cheeks shyly dyed as she averted her eyes. Catalina dropped her act for a moment and glared. That’s it. Please, don’t say anything else. You should be aware of what might be happening if a man and woman are alone in one room. I felt like we were being stabbed by the eyes surrounding us. I turned red with shame and looked down. What horrible things was she saying!

“You are not suitable to be Prince Leonhardt’s fiancée…!”

Had Catalina really been in front of the door at that time? I squeezed my hands together tightly, unable to raise my face.

“…So you’re saying that the man with Lady Lucie was involved in the plan to attack you/”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

Catalina nodded as she answered loudly to His Highness’ question. Her blame filled gaze was directed at me. Oh no, this is no good. Nothing can be done at this point. My face turned pale and shoulders quivered at her ridiculous accusations.

Everyone present at the venue held their breath, watching carefully for what would happen next. It was then that a small laugh echoed throughout the quiet hall.

“…Prince Leonhardt?”

It was His Highness, who was standing in front of me, that was laughing. Catalina called out his name in astonishment. It was then that he shot her a terribly cold gaze. His glare was so sharp that Catalina’s shoulders shook in fear.

“Yeah…so you’re saying that I was part of such a ridiculous plan.”

“…Eh…no way that must be a lie…um, um…”

Catalina’s eyes alternate between me and His Highness as if she’s seeing something incredible.

I admit that I was certainly in a room with a man that day, but that person was my fiancé, His Highness Prince Leonhardt. A person who was more than a little mischievous.

“No, no, it can’t be…”

While she had been going full speed ahead until just a moment ago, now she had turned blue to the point that I began to pity her. Her entire body was trembling. Unknowingly, she had challenged His Highness himself.

“I just showered my fiancée with love on that day.”

“Ahhhh, please stop Your Highness!!!”

I jumped towards His Highness and desperately begged him to not say anything further. Many people watched me with pity in their eyes. It made me want to dig a hole for myself. In contrast, His Highness, who’d hurriedly turned to me, looked to be in an extremely good mood. He put his arm around my waist and snuggled me to his side.

“The young lady who hit Lady Lucie from behind resulting in the wine to splash on you and the one who said that Lady Lucie pushed you down the stairs happened to be the same person. Apparently they were threatened to cooperate because of a debt. It looks like…Lady Catalina, she was indebted to you.’

I didn’t know that. I wondered when he had looked it up. His Highness’ expression was extremely cold. Catalina, whose attitude had done a 180, quivered and shook, looking like she was about to collapse. The roles should have been reversed; with me being condemned and her held by his Highness.

“…Please, forgive…me.”

“I said it at the beginning. I won’t forgive the sin of trying to trap my beloved.”

Catalina had probably been convinced that his ‘beloved’ was no one other than herself. His Highness’ ‘beloved’ in the original game had been Catalina, after all.

His Highness supported me as I watched Catalina being taken away. I felt like I was ready to break and collapse. The condemnation event, which was supposed to be my Game over, had changed. Now, I’m standing safely with my feet on the ground…but I feel like I’m about to fall.

“…Now there isn’t any reason to run away from me anymore, is there?”

I give a little nod to His Highness as he whispers this into my ear. At the evening party the other night, when I had planned to leave early, I was cornered by His Highness and devoured. It was then that I confessed. Not about having a previous life, but instead that since I met His Highness, I had dreams about repeatedly harassing Catalina and eventually being convicted and executed by her and His Highness at today’s event.

Many things had happened, but the worst future had been avoided and I was still here as His Highness’ fiancée. As His Highness and I left the venue, with him supporting the ready-to-collapse me, I thought it was all because of Catalina that he now looked at me with such warm eyes.

When we left the glittering venue, I was held in his arms and taken to his private room as we didn’t know who would interrupt if we used a guest room.

I was relieved to be let go when we arrived at the room, but this was short-lived as I was hugged firmly soon after.

“…Your Highness…hmmmhmm…”

I was kissed lightly several times. Our lips made small smacking noises, before His Highness slowly traced my upper and lower lips with the tip of his tongue. Then, he gently nibbled on my lips before a warm tongue invaded my open mouth. He traced my teeth and entwined his tongue with my own.

At the same time, he grasped my hips tightly, embracing me. His Highness ‘excitement’ pressed against my stomach. My body responded, with my secret place getting hot and feeling a sweet tingle.


He released my lips, letting out a warm exhale. The top of my dress was pulled down and my humble chest was exposed. When the stimulation makes my body shake, His Highness mischievously smiles and begins sucking on my pink nipples.


I was teased by his tongue. Every time he sucked, my lower body became greedier. The unattended nipple was promptly pulled at by his pointer finger and thumb. My thighs had begun to rub against one another and a pool of wetness accumulated between my legs.

I was picked up by His Highness, who must have noticed, and laid down on the bed. I hurriedly pushed against his body and tried to get up, but before I could, His Highness, who was hovering over me, thrust his hand underneath my dress and dexterously pulled my underwear off.

“…Your Highness…”

“Shouldn’t it be something else?”

He stared down at me with hot eyes and laughed, exuding sex appeal. He relaxed only around me. I swallowed hard when I noticed the tent in his pants.


“…Rest assured, marry me.”

When I nod at his words, His Highness laughs with satisfaction and softly kisses my cheek. Then, he takes my right hand and uses it to squeeze his cock. His hardness was hot in my hands and I was quivering from the sensation alone. My face turned red and I looked away, hearing a small laugh in response. His Highness’ hand, which grasped my own, slowly moved up and down his dick.


His Highness’ voice leaked, his appearance reflecting the excitement. I unconsciously held my breath and stared at him. His eyelids were trembling and his long eyelashes fluttered, edging closer to his eyebrows. The exhilaration was intensely sexy.

A transparent liquid overflew from the tip, acting as a lubricant and causing the speed of our hands to naturally speed up. Imagining how it might come inside me someday made my honey overflow into His Highness’ hand. He had snuck his hand up my skirt and began stroking me, causing a scream from my lips.

Hyaahi, Löwe…Ah.”

He stared at me with his enchanting eyes and traced my slit with his fingertips. I trembled with pleasure, feeling heavenly, as he penetrated slightly to touch the bud beneath my folds.

Ah, ah…”

While letting out a squeak, I was rubbed at with both fast and slow movements. My body felt weak, so I let go of His Highness and let my body collapse into the mattress. He crawled up towards my face and kissed the wound on my shoulder.

It had been inflicted on me a year and a half ago, when I protected Prince Leonhardt. Originally, there was meant to be only a small scar on my right arm due to the assassination attempt of His Highness, but the memories of my previous life had cause me to act different, giving me a serious injury, which made me wonder if I was dead nor alive. As a result, His Highness had given me an amazing amount of affection.


The scar had been traced with His Highness’ fingertips and licked many times. It’s a constant every time we’re intimate and it always thrills me.

In this last year and a half, I had repeatedly thought about running away from His Highness. It was incredible being loved by His Highness, but when I thought that I would lose that love at today’s condemnation event, I was afraid to trust it.

I recalled the appearance of the game version of Lucie who had died in the confusion of trying to kill the heroine. Even though I tried to run and not be captivated by Prince Leonhardt, we had repeatedly been intimate. I loved His Highness so much that I couldn’t help it.

That’s why I was very relieved by today’s events.

My dress is rolled up and something hot is pulsing between my clenched thighs. When my core was rubbed a strong pleasure shook me.


He pulled out from my thighs before pushing in again. This action was repeated many times as I was left panting, the waves of pleasure rolling over me from head to toe.

Ahah, hah…”

“…Does it feel good?”

He grabbed my hips and rocked me, clouded by lust. Nothing had been inserted, but the sound of skin bumping against each other still echoed throughout the room along with the rough breaths of His Highness and my sweet moans.

Ah, ah, ahah…”

He ground against my clit and my back arched in pleasure, my eyes rolling to the back of my head and seeing while. Both of us were near our respective climaxes. His Highness moaned a little before letting go and releasing a cloudy liquid onto my breasts.

He’d kept his promise to keep our chastity until we’re married. Though, I feel like it’s hard to call it ‘chastity’ just because he hasn’t inserted it yet, but I can’t resist him. I’m starting to expect it and I just can’t seem to escape His Highness.

A Certain Villainess’ School Life

Title: A Certain Villainess’ School Life

Original: 悪役令嬢のとある学園生活

Author: あみにあ


Summary: One day, I was reading in the courtyard as usual when a beautiful woman flanked by handsome men at either side approached me with fear in her eyes.

At a certain school, there was a beautiful woman. She had waist-length jet-black hair and wore a harsh expression with a cold look in her eyes. She felt intimidating to speak to. The people around her called her a villainess.

This lady was the fiancée of the country’s first prince. However, she had never been seen speaking to said prince at school. In fact, she usually just walked by him.

Her face while laughing, crying, or troubled…no one at school had seen these sides of her. She is a woman who enjoys reading alone in the courtyard.

One day, a woman walked towards her while flanked by three handsome men. The woman then hid behind the three men as they stood in front of the beautiful girl.

The man with blue hair said, “Oi!!! Stop harassing her! We have enough evidence to convict you.”

The man with long black hair says, “You’ve harassed her and made her cry every day!!!”

The man with short red hair says, “There are some things that you can’t do even if you are the Crown Prince’s fiancée.”

I closed my book and stared at them silently.

The pretty woman hiding behind the three men had slightly wavy blonde hair and stared at me with frightened eyes.

What was this about? I harassed this cute girl?! Why was such a strange occurrence happening?

“Look!!! Her notebook is in tatters and her bag is soaked in water; these can no longer be used!!” They throw a tattered notebook and wet bag in front of me.

“Did you think you were going to take her down by messing with her every day?” They glare at me sharply.

“You pushed her down the stairs yesterday!! You were lucky that she just lightly injured herself, after all she could have died!!”

My head feels like I’m floating, somehow.

I’ve absolutely never committed such an act…Why is this happening?

“You’re just jealous of her attractiveness! You’ll never become Crown Princess by treating people like this!!”

I have no idea why they’re cursing at me. Why is this happening? Yesterday, today, and even tomorrow, it’s not like I’ll have the freedom to do what they’re saying.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps headed in our direction. “What are all of you doing in a place like this?”

A man with straight, blond hair and a refreshing, tender smile – that was very popular with women – appeared.

“Your Highness!” The pretty girl who had been hiding behind the three men showed herself. Her cheeks were dyed red as she tried to entangle her arms with the prince.

Though she tried to touch his arm, the crown prince casually avoided her with a smile.

She seemed surprised by his reaction, so then chose to approach him slowly with tears in her eyes. He smiled at the girl, but then casually walked right by her. Instead, he came to my side to shield me from the men that had surrounded me.

“What are you doing to my fiancée?”

The men were taken aback by the sudden appearance of the prince, but persisted. “Your Highness, this woman was so jealous of you speaking to her that she started bullying her. It’s just because she’s adorable and charming. We have to make her stop.”

The prince then gently hugged my shoulders, pulling me, who was surrounded by these men, towards him. “Her? That isn’t possible?”

He keeps his hand on my shoulder as he smiles gently at them. Meanwhile, I kept staring at the men.

“Your Highness, with all due respect, there’s evidence. Her hair ornament was found at the scene where she was pushed down the stairs. It’s here…” The red haired man took out an accessory from his pant pocket.

I took the beautifully decorated hair ornament from him, before showing it to the prince. It was certainly a high-class object, with red jewels, which had been given to me by the prince. It’s impossible for an ordinary person to have this…it’s definitely mine.

The prince silently took the hair accessory from me with a smile and held it carefully. “This is the proof?”

The three men rushed to continue their evidence. “The other day, when her notebook was torn, she was seen entering the room. Additionally, it is reported that she doesn’t go anywhere without wearing that hair ornament.”

The prince kept smiling and I stared at the red haired man as he spoke.

I absentmindedly wondered where such rumors had originated from. It wasn’t true, I didn’t do this, I muttered in a small voice.

The red haired man had spoken confidently. And, well, I don’t think it can be helped if the rumors portray me as a villainess because my appearance is perfect for one…

Hahaha, you’re sure saying some interesting things, but it’s still impossible. Absolutely so…”

The three men looked confused at the smile on His Highness’ face.

Hii! Scary, scary, scary. Though he’s not breaking his smile, his eyes aren’t laughing at all. He’s definitely angry…I wonder if we’ll all be able to leave safely before he explodes.

“But Your Highness…!!”

“You don’t have to protect a woman like that, Your Highness!”

“Isn’t there someone more suitable for His Highness than that expressionless and outrageous woman?!”

Still, the three men continued to noisily disagree.

That’s when the Prince finally lost his smile; he looked at the men with a terribly cold expression. The three immediately closed their mouths when they noticed his reaction.

Suddenly, the adorable girl that was standing behind the Prince started speaking. “It’s okay…I will put up with the harassment, it’s okay. But, Your Highness, are you really alright with a fiancée like her?” She looks up at the Prince with teary eyes once again.

This is bad…she might be killed…

You should really leave this place right now…

Then she smiled, before laughing gently.

“A woman like you, who would sacrifice countless men and selfishly stain an innocent person with such a sin would in no way be a better fiancée than her.”

In that second, her face turned red.

“I-is that woman really so good? Why? I’m cuter, right? Hey, I’m the main character of this world!!”

The men who had previously been protecting her look startled at her sudden change of attitude.

The hand that had been on my shoulder, was suddenly on her throat. The prince’s smile was completely gone and he looked at her with a murderous expression.

The other men are stunned into inaction while she struggled to break free.

“What a noisy woman, let’s crush that throat of yours…”

She shook off the Prince’s hand hastily, shivering in fear. Then, she ran away at full speed. The men that had just been staring took off running right after her.

Meanwhile, the Prince turned to look at me, a smile once again on his face.

“I’m glad I didn’t bring you to this school, after all. I’m glad the royal sorcerers were able to complete this doll by the time we were scheduled to enter the academy. It worked just as I wanted. They gave me the perfect doll.”

I heard his words from inside his bedroom.

“Honestly, I really wanted to keep your consciousness away from them as well, but then I thought it would be boring for you at home. And the royal sorcerers nearly failed to link your sight and hearing when they were making the doll too…”

I just stared out the window, listening to his words through a doll that couldn’t move freely.

He gently stroked the doll’s face. “Are you scared? But…if you had been here then you would have cried. If those guys had seen your crying face, I would have had to gouge their eyes out.”

I was terrified of him, who could say that with a smile, but I had no choice but to listen to his words through the expressionless doll.

“It’s so dangerous outside…stay inside my room quietly until I get home, my dear fiancée.”

My legs were tied to the bed so I couldn’t escape.

“My cute fiancée. You’re all mine.”

Translator’s Note: Happy Belated Halloween! (((༼•̫͡•༽))). This story had quite the twist, huh? The original is written more like a poem, so I definitely took some artistic liberties. I also wish the author had given us both girl’s names, because the part where they’re blaming her uses ‘she’ and ‘her’ often, so it can get confusing as to who is being talked about. But at the same time, I didn’t want to change it to ‘your fiancée’ each time the three stooges were talking about her. Hope you enjoyed (and were terrified by) this! Σ(°△°|||)︴

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The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape [1]: The Villainess Wants to Flee (R-18)

Title: The Villainess Wants to Flee / The Villainess’ (Attempted) Escape ①

Original: 悪役令嬢は逃げ出したい / 悪役令嬢の逃亡(未遂) ①

Author: 茜菫


Summary: After being introduced to my prospective fiance, the Crown Prince, I recall my past life.

Shiny, fluffy, and soft-looking honey-colored hair that’s paired with violet eyes. I realized it the moment that the young man in front of me smiled gently and introduced himself.

“I am Leonhardt von Vanstein.”

Oh, I’m dead.

In the blink of an eye, I understood the information rapidly flowing into my mind. I had fallen in love with this beautiful man in front of me. Or, should I say that I remember falling in love with him. I’m sure that my face right now looked similar to that of a Tibetan fox’s.

I am Lucie von Schönburg. At sixteen years old, I am the eldest daughter of Earl Schönburg. Even though I’m an Earl’s daughter now, I remember a previous life as well. I was an ordinary woman living in Japan; a nation which does not exist in this world. Of course, this doesn’t mean that I’ve remembered all of my previous life, but I’ve recalled a crucially important memory in this place. It felt like I was doused with ice water.

Understandably, the beautiful young man in front of me was confused by the sudden change in my demeanor. His angelic smile waned and a suspicious look crossed his face. Noticing this, I hurriedly raised the ends of my skirt in a curtsy.

“…Please pardon my rudeness, Your Highness Prince Leonhardt. My name is Lucie von Schönburg.”

Thanks to the etiquette training drilled into me from an early age, I believe I was able to greet him properly even though my hands were shaking. I was full of emotions that I could not reveal on my face. He, who had just turned seventeen, was the first prince of our country, while I was a prospective fiancee.

This was our first meeting as engagement candidates, but considering the prince’s earlier expression, I might not have left a good impression. Well, maybe that was for the best though.

Why? This is where my previous memories become important. In my past life – which could be called unremarkable and plain at best – I enjoyed the single life with all my might and playing otome games became my mental oasis.

One such game was a fantasy in a medieval European setting where magic existed. I remember the contents well. I’ll omit some details because otherwise the story will become too long, but what’s important is that Prince Leonhardt is the game’s main capture target, while Lucie – daughter of Earl Schönburg – was his villainess fiancee who harasses the heroine in Leonhardt’s route.

In a nutshell, the game-version of Lucie was terrible. She’s terrible to the heroine throughout, but above all her endings are terrible. After the condemnation event in the True Ending, she tried to kill the heroine by burning her in her dress before falling off the balcony to her own death. Even in the Bad End, where she successfully drives away the heroine, she is captured by the heroine’s step-brother and exiled. Though exile was certainly better than death, there was a sentence in that ending implying that she would be attacked by a thief during the journey.

Furthermore, whether the heroine chooses the prince or not, Lucie could still be killed. There were such bonus deaths on the other capture targets’ routes. This was the worst.

I’ve become Lucie, who is destined to die like that, and the prince – His Royal Highness Leonhardt – was in front of me himself. Fortunately, I’m still only a fiancee candidate. Besides, he doesn’t have a great impression of me from my introduction. If we don’t become engaged, my future may change.

The reason Lucie became his fiancee is because when she met the prince for the first time, they took a walk together in the courtyard and there was an assassination attempt on the prince’s life. Lucie intervened and protected the prince, but was injured. She was left with a scar and using this, Lucie – who had fallen in love with the prince at first sight – urged her father to push the engagement forward. As a result, she became the prince’s fiancee. Due to this the prince treated Lucie like an eyesore. Lucie was arrogant and tied him to her using her scar as a pretext. As a result, she was not liked by him.

For me, I believe Prince Leonhardt to be a good man, so I want him to be happy. It’d be a pity to tie him to Lucie. The heroine who he will meet next year will surely make him happier. I don’t want to die, so I want to withdraw now.

It’s okay, I can still leave. You are still safe. You can decline to go any further saying you feel sick. Just as I thought to say this, my eyes met the prince’s and he smiled. I was momentarily shocked, something surely reflected on my face.

“Then, allow me to lead the way.”


I’d been so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn’t listened to more than half of the prince’s story. I don’t know what’s going on, but when I reply in the affirmative the prince smiles again. It’s a little different from the smile before, it was mysterious. The prince pulled me along by the hand and I missed the opportunity to feign illness and return to the main hall.

As I was pondering my next move, we arrived at the courtyard. Wait, isn’t this the time and place where the attempted assassination takes place? At once, I tried to say that I was heading back, but became worried about what to do if the prince was indeed assassinated because Lucie wasn’t there. The excuses got stuck in my throat and didn’t come out…I was in trouble.

I’ve come this far. I don’t want to feel pain, but I should quietly let myself be injured. After confirming that the prince is safe, I’ll return using the injury as an excuse. I mean, as long as I don’t say that I want to get engaged, I’ll be fine.

Even though a scar will be left, it’ll be a small incision on my right arm. It won’t hurt too much, hopefully…I’ll just have to put up with it a little.

As we conversed, Prince Leonhardt guided me to the rose garden. The scenery that I’d previously seen from the game CGs was breathtaking. Red, white, and yellow roses were in full bloom. Perhaps because it was my favorite color, but the red roses shined the most and caught my eye.

“…This is amazing.”

I forgot my fate as I stared at the scenery, but when I turned to look at the prince who was smiling next to me, I quickly regained focus.

“…Your Highness…is something the matter?”

“No, it’s just that Lady Lucie is an expressive person, you see.”

For a second, I gape at his words and expression before shyly turning away red-faced. If the memories of my previous life had not returned, I would surely have not made such blunders tonight. Lucie is arrogant, but her aristocratic etiquette was flawless. I was disappointed at the impression I was leaving – with awkward expressions not befitting a noble’s daughter. It’s more convenient this way, I suppose, but it leaves a complicated feeling.

“Please forget that just now…”


Prince Leonhardt appeared interested, laughing a little. I realized in my heart that I would not get such a chance again and so continued looking around. I like roses very much, both as Lucie and in my previous life. So, I was watching the scenery with a smile, but quickly hurried to hide the lax expression with my hand, worried that I would be seen by the prince. Around that same time, I saw something shining near the edge of my field of vision. As I wondered what it could be, I was struck by a mysterious sensation that was hard to explain and threw myself into Prince Leonhardt’s chest.

For the daughter of an aristocrat to suddenly cling onto him, Prince Leonhardt went wide-eyed in astonishment. I didn’t move to hug him as some kind of seduction. I just felt in that moment that I had to do this. It seems that my judgement was spot on as I felt an intense pain in my right shoulder.


My right shoulder was burning in pain. Just as I was about to fall to my knees, I was saved by a hug. I could see Prince Leonhardt’s worried expression, the cloudless blue sky behind him, and the bright petals of the red roses.

When I focused my consciousness on my shoulder, I realized an unknown substance was on me. I was able to protect Prince Leonhardt from the arrow aimed at him and he seemed to finally understand the situation. I was relieved, but a bit resentful that the injury seemed bigger than I’d thought it would be.

“…Your Highness…you’re safe…thank goodness…”


Prince Leonhardt’s beautiful violet eyes were wide open and I was horrified thinking about what might have happened if I hadn’t been here. Perhaps because of such fears, my whole body trembled and I felt a strong chill throughout my body.


Suddenly, everything went pitch black. I couldn’t see anything and it felt like I was thrown into a very cold darkness. There were rushed footsteps and angry words. My limbs were heavy and I couldn’t even move a single finger. When I say that it’s scary, he helps. Gradually I became unable to even move my lips, and I sunk into the darkness.

When I next woke up, I was in a luxurious room at the palace. There was no pain in my right shoulder, which should have been unbearable. Apparently I had lost consciousness for an entire month.

The first thing I wanted to do was bathe. The fact that it had been a month was astonishing enough and now I wanted to clean myself as soon as possible.

It seems that the arrow, which was fired to assassinate Prince Leonhardt, was laced with poison. Apparently, I had hovered between life and death for a while. When I heard that, I cried in gratitude that I had made it out alive.

Lucie shouldn’t have been so badly injured. Fortunately, Prince Leonhardt immediately provided the finest medical treatment possible. Thanks to that, the wound had been closed and the poison removed. I was completely healed and there seemed to be no complications. However, originally there was supposed to be only a slight scar on my right arm, but my actions had complicated the situation and the scar behind my right shoulder was larger and more visible.

…I wonder if I will remain single in this lifetime.

It would be difficult for the recipient of such a scar to get engaged. Though the wound was healed, the consequences remained. I threw myself deeper into the bed and let out a deep exhale.

“…I wish I had been born a man.”

I wouldn’t have been injured had I been born male, because I wouldn’t have needed to have been at such a location in the first place.

Looking into the mirror, I found a beautiful woman with silver hair and red eyes looking back miserably. Unlike the heroine she doesn’t give off an aura of wanting to protect her, but she’s quite high-spec. If I had been this beautiful in my previous life, I would have at least wanted a lover.

As I thought this, someone knocked on the door. I told them to enter without thinking and there appeared Prince Leonhardt. He hurriedly raised his hands to indicate that I stop moving as I was about to get out of bed.

“Your Highness…please forgive my current appearance.”

“No, not at all. I’m sorry for rushing over, but I couldn’t stand still when I heard that your consciousness had returned.”

Prince Leonhardt approached the bedside and took my right hand as he stared at me. My heart throbbed. This seems careless, but honestly His Highness was my favorite character in my past life. I fell in love again at first sight right before the memories of my previous life resurfaced, so I can’t help but be excited as he stares at me with such worry whilst holding my hand. I felt a nosebleed coming so I quickly covered my nose and mouth with my free hand. I was truly glad that I had taken a bath before His Highness approached me.

“Lady Lucie, you are my savior. I am deeply grateful to you.”

“…Your Highness’ safety is the most important.”

“But a big scar was left on you.”

“Please don’t worry about that. Compared to protecting Your Highness…”

It’s true. A scar is nothing compared to someone’s life. I’m grateful I was able to survive but I’m not completely confident that I will be able to do the same thing if the situation repeats itself. I’m loyal to the royal family, but I don’t want anyone to think I’m that loyal. Unfortunately, apparently His Highness seems to think that I am.

The next moment, Prince Leonhardt was kneeling in front of me, grasping my right hand. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him.

“Lady Lucie, will you marry me?”


In the original story, using the scar she received during the assassination attempt, Lucie forced an engagement with the prince. However, I’ve been unconscious until quite recently and haven’t had the chance to speak with father about any of this. So, why am I being proposed to by Prince Leonhardt, who is supposed to be against the engagement in the first place?

“…If you’re taking responsibility for the wound, please don’t worry about it.”

“Of course I’ll take responsibility, but above all I was fascinated by you.”

Why did this happen? Was it because of my earlier actions? Did something strike a chord with him? If so, what was it? Even in my confusion, I managed to remember that an engagement with Prince Leonhardt was basically a death flag. I have to refuse this at all costs.

“…Your Highness, about that, I…”

“I’ve already spoken to Earl Schönburg. All you have to do is agree.”

I gaped in shock before stiffening. Unfortunately, he seems to have surrounded me while I was asleep. Even if I speak to father, there’s no way to refuse an engagement with the royal family no matter how much I dislike it. After all, daughters of aristocrats ultimately get no say when it comes to engagements.

Oh, I’m dead.

This time, for sure, my face looked like a Tibetan fox…but I soon turned red. Again, though it’s really careless, in my previous life Prince Leonhardt was my favorite. I can’t help but feel like I was ascending to heaven in joy at this situation where I’m being proposed to by this beautiful prince.

It’s not like it’s a situation I can refuse anyway, so I’ll just have to think about how I can avoid the death flag in the future.

Let’s not think too deeply about it right now. I nodded a little, my face still bright red. Prince Leonhardt began kissing my fingertips. His Highness is sitting on the bed as I look away and attempt to suppress a potentially fatal nosebleed.

“Your Highness…about that…”

“Lucie, call me Löwe.”

I’m confused by the sudden lack of distance. I didn’t have a boyfriend in my previous life, and in this one I’d lived as an Earl’s daughter so I’m confused about how to react at times like this. Speaking of, His Highness in the game was quite difficult to capture to begin with. But…I remember when I stopped pursuing he came back more aggressively than ever. Does that mean that I, the villainess, have captured Prince Leonhardt’s heart before the game has even begun? That Prince Leonhardt that was said to be impregnable? Impossible.

“But Your Highness, this…”


…You’re pushy, aren’t you!


I was swallowed by the momentum. When he was called as he wished to be, his smile widened even further. I felt like I was going to collapse, but His Highness’ next words brought me back to reality.

“Could I see your wounds?”


Isn’t this too much? The wound, where the bow and arrow aimed at His Highness pierced, was on my right shoulder. Rather, it’s slightly above my shoulder blades, so it’s not visible while I’m wearing clothes. It’d be impossible to see if I didn’t undress.

Is that actually possible? No, it’s impossible. For the time being, I’d assented to the engagement and become his fiancee, but that didn’t mean I can reveal myself to him right away.

“…You were unconscious after the arrow struck your shoulder. Could I just reassure myself that you are safe?” His Highness asked with an uneasy expression.

It’s not like I can refuse him if he looks like that. I’m aware of it, but I’ve lost to His Highness’ pushiness, so I nod.

I sat upright with my back turned to His Highness. He swept my waist-length silver hair away, so that it was now in front of my shoulders. I hesitated at his gaze, but realized His Highness wouldn’t back down until I assented to his request. Excuse me, but I don’t really want to show this to anyone, you know? But this is His Highness, so I untie the ribbons at the front of my dress. I then loosened the cloth around my right shoulder and revealed the scar. When I thought about being watched, I burned red with shame. I’m sure my ears too were red.

“Lucie…may I touch it?”


Not understanding what he was saying, I fumbled my response. Even as I responded, I couldn’t completely wrap my head around his words.


Though there was no pain, I trembled from a mysterious sensation. Before I knew it, His Highness’ left arm was wrapped around my waist and I was hugged from behind. My body, which was not accustomed at all to the opposite sex, froze up. However, His Highness did not seem to care and instead traced the scar several times with his fingertips.

“Lucie…I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”

“…Ah, Your Highness, such a thing-”


“…Löwe, this is…”

I tried asking him to stop, but instead felt his soft golden hair on my neck and flinched. Suddenly, something warm and rough brushes over the scar.


It was easy to understand that it had been his tongue. Ah, I exhaled at being licked and my body started to feel hot with shame.

“It was supposed to be me…I’m sorry…”

“No, no. I’m just glad that you were safe, so…hii!”

At being relentlessly licked, I’d let out a strange noise. Unfortunately, it wasn’t particularly sexy.

This was unpleasant. I turned my head to look back at His Highness, but froze. His face was so close to mine that it made me involuntarily hold my breath.


If you say my name that enthusiastically, I’ll be completely defeated, you know? I’ll lose if I fall in love, but I can’t resist when His Highness touches my lips. Seeing his beautiful face so close up, my eyes fluttered shut, while his tongue continued to trace the scar on my shoulder. When I opened my mouth, he invaded with his tongue, it tangling with my own before exploring the inside of my mouth.


I was surprised but I entwined my tongue with his. He sucked at it from different angles and the deep kiss made me feel like I was being devoured. Before I knew it, I’d lost the strength in  my body and pressed my back against His Highness’ broad chest.

I felt feverish at this first experience, only vaguely understanding that I was being kissed. I didn’t know that it would feel so sweet and pleasant.

…No, this is…no!

I momentarily snap out of the fog in surprise. These are two people – a man and a woman – in a closed room, on the only bed. Lust was visible in His Highness’ gaze as he continued to kiss me.

“We can’t do this anymore!”

“It’s okay, no one will come in.”

His words made me feel a sense of crisis. Had he been intending to do this from the beginning? Although I’m completely cured, thanks to the finest treatment available, I was still unwell. And even if we were engaged, it was just established a few moments ago. Isn’t he being too hasty?

As I was thinking of this, I was pushed onto my back. I laid down, using both my hands to cover my face. I was in a situation I had only dreamed of before as His Highness leaned over me.

“Your Highness! Such things have a proper order!”


“Löwe, I want to wait until we’re married!”

“…Then, let’s keep our chastity.”

Prince Leonhardt declares. Oh no, this is not good. When I look up at him in tears, His Highness meets my eyes with lowered eyebrows as if he were troubled. Honestly, that expression is foul play.

“The moment you looked at me and smiled after being hit by the arrow, I felt like I was struck by lightning.”

I don’t even remember if I had been smiling because I was so out of it at the time. I think I was just relieved that he was safe, but at the same time was afraid of dying. But, just what did His Highness feel that led to this situation?

“When you had tears in your eyes and asked for help, I wanted to keep you safe in this world forever. I strongly felt I’d regret it if I ever let you go.”

I had certainly asked for help, I can remember that much. So, I can understand the first part of his words, but just what does he mean he’d regret it if I left? …Is this current situation related to that? If I nod to his confession, my neck might be in danger. Besides, if I end up staying with His Highness tonight then it’s all over.

“…But I’m alright now.”

“It’s only okay because the wound was healed and poison drained immediately,” is how he responds.

I’d heard that I’d received the highest quality medical treatment in the country, but if I think about it like that then it might have been Prince Leonhardt’s healing magic, which is the best in the kingdom. Wait, does that mean you have already seen my skin?



Anyway, I searched for words of avoidance but couldn’t think of anything after my name was called so sweetly. I closed my mouth and my lips, which had turned bright red, remained silent until they were again claimed by His Highness’ lips.

The second kiss is breathtaking and suffocating at once, but I can’t help but feel the sweetness behind it.


Our lips separated and he pushed a silver thread of hair from his mouth. He looked down at me with an ecstatic expression. Sex appeal was leaking off of him and there was a bulge in his pants.

As I was fascinated by him, my clothes – except my underwear – were quickly taken off. I hurriedly hid my breasts with both hands. However, when His Highness also took off his shirt, my hands jumped to cover my eyes and nose while forgetting to hide the rest of me.

His Highness gave a small smile and reached towards my unprotected chest. My breasts, humble enough that they would fit into one of his hands, were kneaded. The tip of his hard cock made itself known by pressing against my stomach. Though my lips were pressed together tightly, my voice unconsciously leaked as he used the tip of his tongue on a nipple.


His Highness seemed pleased with my reaction and his hand pinched a taut nipple as he lapped at the other. His touch and tongue twisted me into a sensation that I’d never felt before.


My hips twitched and my thighs rubbed together without me realizing.I felt something between my legs, a chill running down my back as His Highness noticed the change immediately. Pushing himself up, he narrowed his eyes at me and laughed a little. As naturally as possible, he touched my lower body. He traced the secret place, which I had never touched, through my underwear. My eyes fluttered open at that sensation.

“…You’re wet.”

With just those two words, I was so ashamed that my face was dyed red. The part he’d touched was wet and I was so embarrassed that I wanted to die. When I turned away, about to cry, my underwear was taken off. As it was my last line of defense, I screamed a little.

“Your Highness…are you being serious?!”


“…Löwe, is this really alright…hii?!”

His Highness was relaxed, while I felt like screaming and turning away. I wanted to scream at the symbol of masculinity around his lower abdomen, but the noise died in my throat as I felt the honey overflowing from me. He grabbed me by the thighs and spread me wide open. I had to stiffen myself so that I didn’t really scream.

“This is no good…”

“…Don’t worry.”

It isn’t going to be alright at all, though? Besides, wasn’t my chastity supposed to be protected? There were many points that I wanted to complain about, but before I knew it, he had licked the tears which had accumulated in the corners of my eyes. He whispered that I was cute, directly into my ear, and I was blown away. At the same time, he rubbed at my core, which was overflowing with honey. Situated between my open legs, His Highness stroked his dick up and down. A clear liquid began to form at the tip.


I couldn’t take my eyes off of His Highness, whose beautiful face was distorted with lust. His cheeks were slightly red and his lips were open, allowing a rough exhale. He smiled sweetly at me when my eyes met his violet ones.

Then his cock rubbed against my core, shaking my entire body. He held my right hand and his grip continued to strengthen throughout.


“No, don’t leave me. It’s alright…let’s feel good together.”

Something hot was rubbing against my most sensitive place, making my lower body ache. He slowly rubbed his cock up and down and a lewd sound reached my ears. I wanted to cover my ears, but couldn’t because both my right and left hand was entwined with His Highness’ hands. Every time he rubbed at my core, it tightened and a terrifying pleasure pierced my body. An incredibly sweet voice leaked out as a result.

“…Ah, aah…”

He grabbed me by the waist as I was about to run away, the pleasure making me tremble. His slow movements gradually became more intense and the sounds of his cock hitting my core echoed throughout the room. Honestly, it was no different than just inserting it at this point.

Ah, aahh…Löwe, hya…oh, oh...”

Between the overflowing me and the hotness rubbing at my core, I could only tremble, drunk with pleasure and moaning continuously. His Highness was breathless, but he showed no signs of holding back.

“…Haah, Lucie…”

Naahii, hyaa…what are you–ahhhh…!!”

At that moment, my core was rubbed against harshly before I felt something gently push against me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my vision became pure white. My hips moved unconsciously and my entire body trembled.

After reaching my climax, His Highness sat down, letting out a low moan.

Nearing his climax, His Highness let out low moans before sitting up again. I’d reached my high a few moments ago, and now it was his turn as a cloudy liquid began covering my stomach. As I gazed at it dreamily, the substance splattered onto my breasts. I lost consciousness at that moment due to fatigue and a sleepiness that enveloped my entire body.

The next time I woke up, we had already gone past the point of me running away. The castle’s outer moat had already been closed so I could not return home.

Hey, wasn’t I supposed to be the villainess who was condemned and killed?

Translator’s Note: First of all, a huge shout out to my new editor and proofreader slothful_rabbit!! I honestly could not have done it without you (ノ´▽`)ノ{+++THANK YOU+++}ヽ(´▽`ヽ).

So, this is definitely a more generic villainess reincarnation, like tbh I couldn’t exactly pinpoint what made Leonhardt fall in love? Her expressiveness that he witnessed for a few seconds? The fact she took an arrow for him? But is that love? But ah well, such is the world of an otoge isekai~

Oh, could anyone tell me what looks like a Tibetan fox means? This confused me a little and it shows up in the sequel too.

We’re working on the – much shorter – sequel to this right now. Should be out in the next week or so. Please look forward to it!

Thank you everyone for your patience m(。_。;))m. I hope to be more active from now on! ˙˚ʚ(´◡`)ɞ˚˙


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