I Only Tried to Seduce the Villainess Sister Who Was Supposed to Kill Me - Chapter 11

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11.

“Lady Caroline is upset with me because I don’t only associate closely with Lady Caroline. Do you ladies think this is normal?”

At my words, the ladies exchanged glances with each other, looking slightly flustered.

“Well, if you’re best friends…”

“Right, I’d also feel a bit hurt if my close friend got along well with other ladies…”

“Enough to cry?”

When I suddenly interjected, the lady who was about to say she’d feel somewhat hurt looked at the person next to her and said, “Enough to cry is…”

One of them said that if a friend she really liked only got along closely with someone other than herself, she would want to cry.

“I see. But Lady Caroline and I have only been friends for a few months. We became close after my father bought his noble title with money.”

During those few months, we had personal contact about three times, and there were two occasions when she protected me at gatherings.

The last time, Caroline had blocked a group that was being particularly openly confrontational because I had bought my family’s status with money, which made us feel a bit closer.

So we had personal contact about three times, but all three of those personal contacts were rather meaningless to me.

That’s because I’m in a possessed body.

The original Elinea had fallen for Caroline’s kindness during those three contacts and became her ally, but since I’m not her, I had no intention of blindly taking Caroline’s side.

In the original work, regardless of her intentions, I had pulled my hair out in frustration more than once or twice watching her put those around her in danger and cause trouble.

She won’t be able to escape being a troublesome heroine unless she realizes it herself, but it seemed like she’d never know how much trouble she causes, which just left me feeling complicated.

At my words, the ladies buzzed with divided opinions, some saying the period of friendship was too short, others asking what difference the length of time made.

What made them all shut their mouths at once was Perioze’s sister.

“Really, I can’t stand watching this. Don’t you ladies have anything better to do?”

At Perioze’s sister’s words, the ladies’ faces hardened.

“To be so concerned about the friendship between other ladies – instead of spending time on that, how about thinking whether the friends beside you are true friends or friends who won’t stab you in the back? That would seem like a more useful endeavor.”

Our sister’s advice was very much like her.

I looked at Perioze’s sister with a pleased expression, touched by her heart that seemed mean like a tsundere but was actually thinking of the ladies.

Perioze’s sister looked at me with the expression of a haughty cat and said.

“This is boring, Eli. Let’s go to the duke’s mansion and continue the rest there.”

“Yes, sister!”

As soon as Perioze’s sister finished speaking, I answered with a bright smile.

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It was my first time visiting the duke’s mansion, so my heart was pounding tremendously.

Standing inside the duke’s mansion, Perioze’s sister’s atmosphere was quite different from when I saw her outside.

Looking at Perioze’s sister who was born with an aura that said ‘I’m a princess,’ I wondered why such a pretty, sexy, haughty, and even kind sister had to play the villainess role instead of being the protagonist.

That was probably largely due to the attribute she possessed.

Since the light attribute possessed by the heroine Caroline and the light attribute possessed by Crown Prince Lloyd were the main core abilities of this novel.

But even so, the original male and female leads were less charming than the sub male lead and villainess, I’d say.

Anyway, setting aside the novel, I’m planning to do my best to pair Perioze’s sister with the Crown Prince she likes for the sake of my favorite sister’s happiness.

Of course, I’m also planning to create the option of Archduke Theor to give Perioze’s sister a chance to choose.

I just want our sister to gracefully walk the flower path I’ve laid out for her happiest future.

“Who are you going to give yours to?”

Perioze’s sister, who had been embroidering a handkerchief, asked while looking at me holding a blank handkerchief and needle, staring blankly at her.

“Uh… well, I wonder who to give it to.”

“Don’t you have any young lord you fancy?”

“Hmm…”

“If you happen to have your heart set on His Highness Lloyd…”

“What?”

“Absolutely not, so give up right now.”

I was slightly flustered by the completely unexpected words, but soon burst into laughter at such a sister-like comment.

“That’s ridiculous, he’s not even my type to begin with.”

“His Highness isn’t your type? With that beautiful face?”

“That’s only in sister’s eyes. I prefer manly men over pretty boys, you know? That, the Northern Archduke? A face like his is much more handsome, isn’t it?”

When I praised Theor’s appearance for Perioze’s sister’s other option, this sister seems rather indifferent.

Somehow she seems to have consistent taste, only dealing with pretty faces like Lloyd.

“Then you can make a handkerchief to give to the Etheran Archduke.”

“What?!”

No, why does it turn out that way again?

When I opened my eyes wide in surprise, Perioze’s sister looked at me with a slightly puzzled expression.

“You said that face was your type. If you don’t have anyone else to give it to, give it to him. Don’t even dream about His Highness Lloyd – it’s out of the question.”

“I said it’s not His Highness!”

Perioze’s sister keeps thinking I’m eyeing Lloyd.

It was probably because I had a separate conversation with His Highness at the cafe.

I couldn’t tell her properly yet so I didn’t say anything, but she seems to misunderstand that there’s something between Lloyd and me, which is frustrating beyond words.

In the end, I decided to make a handkerchief to give to Archduke Theor for Perioze’s sister’s peace of mind.

“But what represents the Archduke?”

When I asked Perioze’s sister what emblem represented the Northern Archduke since I didn’t know, she answered with a slight smile.

“Black panther.”

“…Wow, that suits him.”

At my words that slipped out unconsciously, thinking how well Theor’s image matched that of a black panther, Perioze’s sister laughed saying “Right?”

It seems her mood improved tremendously now that I said I’d give the handkerchief to Theor instead of Lloyd.

I grinned, feeling good for no reason at Perioze’s sister’s expression that showed so clearly like a child’s.

I should use one of the wish coupons I’ll give Perioze’s sister as a surprise gift soon.

Since that man would never volunteer to be Perioze’s sister’s hunting festival partner in return for receiving the handkerchief, I’m planning to step forward and use a wish coupon to make Lloyd Perioze’s sister’s partner.

Anyway, it would be a surprise gift, so I couldn’t show it here and now, but my mouth was tingling.

I can’t see Perioze’s sister’s bright expression right away, but well, good things can be postponed, so for the joy of that moment, I decided to obediently seal this mouth that was itching to speak.

With such thoughts, I diligently drew the shape of a black panther on the handkerchief with chalk…

“You seem to have looked quite favorably upon Archduke Theor, you.”

Looking at my sketch, Perioze’s sister’s jewel-like red eyes sparkled.

I instinctively lowered my gaze to look down at the black panther shape.

“You’re right, why did it become such a handsome panther?”

Without realizing it, I had drawn while thinking of Theor, and somehow a sharp, delicate, yet handsome black panther had been completed.

As I took out black thread and threaded the needle, I wondered if making it so handsome would cause Theor to misunderstand me.

‘Well, surely he wouldn’t misunderstand…’

Thinking it was needless worry, I began carefully sewing the black panther shape that even I thought was well-drawn.

For some reason, the desire to create a proper finished work without any mistakes kept bubbling up.

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“Wow! Sister, it’s really beautiful!”

Late afternoon.

Perioze’s sister’s craftsmanship in finishing the handkerchief embroidery in just one day was truly artistic.

Although I had done the sketch, the wind bird under the sun that Perioze’s sister had embroidered stitch by stitch truly brought to mind the imperial Lloyd.

Especially the traces faintly spread beneath the wings and tail were just like a wind bird flying through the sky.

“How can you embroider so well?”

“It’s basic. But you…”

Perioze’s sister trailed off as she lowered her gaze.

At the end of her gaze was the black panther embroidery I had been working on stitch by stitch.

The sketch had definitely been artistic, but after embroidering over it, it had become some kind of unidentifiable black mass.

“It was definitely a magnificent black panther, but it’s become an unidentifiable object.”

Perioze’s sister muttered in a voice mixed with a hollow laugh, as if she couldn’t believe it.

You’re right, I should rather say I embroidered the dark attribute instead of a black panther…

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