It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 13

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A villainous female lead was overwhelmingly convenient.
#13
The dormitory common room was crowded.
Quite a number of students had arrived since Daisy and her group.
Ignoring the massive Gregorian tapestry, Daisy studied their faces.
Some hadn’t even washed—their hair disheveled—while others wore uniforms torn halfway to shreds, and a few looked as though they’d collapsed face-first into the fireplace, their faces streaked with soot.
You could’ve mistaken it for a beggar’s den rather than the Bear’s Labyrinth.
‘I wonder what that one is up to.’
Daisy’s gaze swept across the drowsy new students.
If someone so pale they’d bleed not a drop if pricked were standing there looking grimy, it’d be rather amusing……
……
……
When pale gray eyes met hers, Daisy thought to herself.
Felix Arderon would indeed make an excellent villain.
A face so cold not a speck marred it.
A uniform so immaculate it seemed to creak.
His solitary perfection devoid of any human warmth was perfectly suited to a ruthless villain.
That was when it happened.
Felix looked at Daisy with eyes of contempt and clicked his tongue.
Tsk.
That bastard?
“Ah, now that everyone’s here!”
The voice that appeared with impeccable timing belonged to the winged sparkle.
The sparkle, with snow-white hair loosely braided and draped over one shoulder, shimmered brilliantly today as well.
Both aesthetically and literally.
The sparkle, whose pale skin gleamed with a beautiful face bright with laughter, spoke.
“Now then, shall we go eat!”
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The grand banquet hall the sparkle led them to was situated in the spacious and ornate main building, reached by crossing the colonnade of the central courtyard.
Students wearing nameplates of various colors laughed merrily as they made their way toward the banquet hall.
“Sleep well last night?”
“Yeah! I was so exhausted from the entrance ceremony that I just collapsed at nine in the evening!”
“The beds are so soft! They’re nicer than my room back home.”
“By the way, isn’t there a foul smell coming from somewhere?”
“Oh my, you’re right.”
……
……
Grinding sound.
Among the Bear’s Labyrinth students, worn ragged by exhaustion, the sound of someone’s teeth clenching could be heard.
Ah, so this was how villains were born……
Daisy, observing the vivid process of villain creation through relative deprivation, soon switched off her attention.
It wasn’t any of her concern anyway.
Rather than that……
“Wow.”
Upon entering the grand banquet hall, Daisy raised her eyebrows with a look of mild surprise.
Tables filling the spacious banquet hall overflowed with appetizing dishes piled abundantly.
Gurgle.
Her stomach, hollow from having run through the labyrinth all dawn without digestion, let out a violent sound of welcome.
A few students had already claimed seats at some tables and were sitting down.
Daisy carefully surveyed the remaining empty seats.
Just then, there was a spot in the far corner that seemed as though no one would come to.
Just as Daisy turned toward it with a satisfied smile barely forming——
……
……
Her eyes met those of a boy seated at the table across from her, and Daisy came to an abrupt halt.
Delicate eyes, a sharp nose, and an angular, keen jawline.
Yet all of it paled somewhat before golden hair that shone like the sun and crimson eyes like rubies.
Recalling the name of a boy with such radiant features was not difficult in the slightest.
In this novel, there was only one person with golden hair and crimson eyes.
Jerne Edmond Blaight.
The Blight Duke’s heir.
And…….
“Daisy, my love.”
Daisy Sablehearte’s husband.
The boy’s lips parted slowly toward Daisy.
A deep and beautiful curve tinged with crimson light.
Those lips from which every word that flowed seemed destined to be believed.
Hello.
In that moment, the voice that surfaced in her mind was one she’d ‘read of before’—the boy’s voice.
“Hello, my name is Jern Blight. What’s yours?”
Rising from her seat and watching the boy approach slowly, Daisy thought.
That she simply couldn’t understand it.
How could she feel such piercing pain from merely having read it in a novel?
As though she’d endured that suffering herself…….
“What’s your name?”
Even though he must have seen her at yesterday’s entrance ceremony, Jern Blight still asked.
His voice was low and gentle.
“…….”
Jern smiled more deeply at Daisy’s silence and spoke.
“You don’t talk much, do you?”
“…….”
“Well, it doesn’t matter. I can talk enough for both of us.”
“…….”
“What are you thinking about?”
“…….”
That your weaselly face could use a good punch.
But she held back.
To stay quiet and ordinary, to not stand out, Daisy knew well enough that she couldn’t throw a fist at the person standing right in front of her.
“Let’s eat breakfast together.”
Jern spoke, unaware of what crisis he’d narrowly escaped.
“Jern! What nonsense is that?!”
“She’s from the Bear’s Labyrinth!”
“Yeah, just leave him to eat with those Bear’s Labyrinth maniacs!”
She could see students seated behind Jern jeering.
Jern didn’t try to stop them.
Instead, he looked directly into Daisy’s eyes and spoke.
“Don’t mind what they say.”
“…….”
“We’ll be the ones eating together anyway.”
Sweet murmurs reached Daisy’s ear.
So Daisy answered.
“No.”
“Huh?”
“I don’t want to.”
“What?”
As if he couldn’t believe he was being refused, Jern looked at Daisy with confusion.
Then he stepped back, startled.
Because he’d met the gaze of Daisy’s blazing emerald eyes.
“Did she just say she didn’t want to?”
“Wow, unbelievable.”
“To dare refuse the young Lord Blight…….”
A faint murmur erupted from among the students seated at the table.
But it didn’t reach Daisy’s ears.
Daisy Sablehearte simply didn’t have the capacity to pay mind to every single word like that.
“This is so frustrating…….”
“Huh? Huh?”
“Hey, you—do you know who I am?”
“Yeah, I know. Daisy,”
“Not my name—do you know me?”
“…….”
“I don’t know you. And I don’t want to.”
“…….”
“So don’t interfere. I’m not eating with you.”
“…….”
Those ill-tempered crimson lips still curved into a smile.
But Daisy knew better.
Jern Blight was not smiling at all.
And Daisy found herself oddly pleased by that fact.
“Daisy!”
In that moment, Milo Everett came bounding over, his puppy-like tousled hair bouncing with each step.
“It’s our first class—Foundational Magic, right? We’re in the same one! Let’s go together!”
The memory of Jern’s similar words rose unbidden: “Our schedules do seem to match. We might as well attend together, don’t you think?”
The answer came at once.
“No.”
Perhaps she was answering too soon.
Jern hadn’t asked yet, and might never ask at all.
But it was right to cut tragedy off at its root.
“I don’t want to.”
Daisy spoke while looking directly at Jern.
“Huh?”
Milo’s eyes widened as if they might roll right out of his head.
“I’m going alone.”
People, by nature, forge bonds of camaraderie when they suffer through trials together—it’s instinctive.
And if that camaraderie comes wrapped in the same dormitory name?
Camaraderie becomes a sense of belonging.
So it was hardly incomprehensible that they all ‘mistook’ themselves for friends.
But Daisy Sablehart knew the truth.
All of it was nothing but illusion.
Within those prettily packaged emotions, Daisy had been exploited, and no one had lifted a finger to help her.
That tight-seeming sense of belonging, that camaraderie, that friendship, that love—it had killed Daisy Sablehart.
“But why……?”
Milo drew out the question, his voice trailing.
It was endearing. That was all.
Eventually, they would all rush to exploit her too.
“I prefer being alone.”
Daisy spoke while holding Jern Blight’s gaze.
Deliberate. Crystal clear.
‘That’s the only way I’ll live long enough.’
Keeping her singular goal always before her, Daisy turned away without hesitation.
“…….”
A silence thick with unspoken thoughts followed.
But it didn’t matter.
This would be the last time anyway.
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Seated in a corner, Daisy didn’t nibble at her food so much as crammed it down until her stomach was on the verge of bursting.
Without anyone to share the meal, her heart felt lighter than it had in a long time.
After finishing her satisfying breakfast, Daisy left the great hall and made her way to the magic tower.
It was still early, so the halls weren’t crowded with students yet.
“Magic Tower building six, six…….”
It should be right next to five!
With that thought, Daisy walked forward with purpose.
She’d navigated the labyrinth yesterday where Gregor Zamza appeared—this would be child’s play.

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