It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 29

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The female lead’s dark turn makes things overwhelmingly convenient.
#29
“…….”
Felix’s mouth, which had been slightly open as if to say something, closed again.
Then he turned his gaze back toward the forest.
The smooth furrow of his brow had deepened into a frown.
‘The polar bear’s really worrying him, isn’t it.’
“Then we’ll begin. I swear before Helga’s name that I will accept and abide by the outcome of this wager. Now you do the same.”
“……I swear before Helga’s name.”
Nothing noticeably changed.
Of course it didn’t.
A mere oath of words wasn’t going to seal anything magical.
‘The boy’s rather naive…….’
Thinking this, Daisy posed her question.
“So the wager is on?”
“Y-yes, it is.”
Anemone answered quickly to Daisy’s query.
“And since I found it this time, you’ll pull up the next one.”
Well, once wouldn’t hurt.
Daisy shrugged and started toward the muddy field.
Or rather, she tried to.
“…….”
Squelch-squelch.
The tall Felix Arderon strode past her in one long step and plunged into the muddy ground without the slightest hesitation.
Splat.
Mud spattered roughly across his pristine black boots.
But Felix didn’t hesitate.
Swoosh.
Felix pulled up an herb and walked back toward Daisy with unwavering strides.
He held it out to her, whose expression had gone blank with surprise.
“Um… th-thank you?”
“…….”
Felix, who had been looking down with a somewhat displeased expression, turned away without hesitation the moment Daisy took the herb from him.
There was something strange about Felix Arderon’s retreating figure.
“That’s so cool.”
Geez, startled me.
Daisy glanced aside, looking surprised.
Jessica Bonne was gazing at Felix with sparkling eyes.
“Bad boys really are the best.”
“…….”
He wasn’t exactly being unkind just now.
Daisy watched Jessica—who was muttering words that would make her parents weep if they heard them, all while distorting reality to suit her fantasy—with an expression of utter disdain, then looked away.
Not that it mattered to her what Jessica fancied.
But more importantly,
“Come on, taste it.”
that came first.
Daisy handed over the herb that Boris had rinsed with his portable cleaner.
“Ugh…….”
Anemone’s brow furrowed.
Separate from her certainty that it was semen herb, putting an unprocessed raw herb in her mouth felt somehow primitive.
“Are you backing out? If you are, then from now on you can pull up your own herbs every time I—”
“You eat it too!”
“What?”
“You eat it too! Why should I be the only one? Of course you have to eat it with me!”
At Anemone’s sharp cry, Daisy neither trembled timidly like the rumors suggested nor apologized hastily.
She simply offered an easy smile.
“Fair point. I’ll eat some too.”
“…….”
What’s this?
Anemone broke off the smallest and most tender-looking shoot, lost in thought.
Something felt off.
She didn’t seem to be the Daisy Seableheart that I’d heard rumors about.
It wasn’t simply that she lacked timidity or kindness—it was as though the person herself had transformed entirely.
‘I like it!’
That smile Daisy had worn when she answered just moments ago—that was it.
Her head held high, her face fully exposed, her lips curled upward in an unguarded smile, Daisy’s face seemed to glow with a luminous brightness.
Unbelievably.
‘No, I must be imagining things.’
In that instant of laughter, something like sunlight had definitely glinted from somewhere.
With that thought, Anemone placed the leaf in her mouth.
Of course, only after watching Daisy do it first and chew.
Crunch.
“Ah! Look—it’s definitely bitter—bleeargh!”
In a heartbeat, saliva came pouring out of her stimulated salivary glands like a waterfall.
Simultaneously, her tongue contorted into a grotesque shape.
Anemone flailed her hands frantically, gasping for air.
“Poison! Poison!”
“It’s not poison.”
Daisy, regarding her with something like pity, spoke matter-of-factly.
“It’s just a little bitter.”
A little?!
How was this remotely ‘a little’ bitter?!
Her mind felt as though it were going numb.
Bent over at the waist, Anemone made desperate efforts to spit out everything in her mouth.
“Ugh! Blegh! Ptoo! Ptui! Aaaaahhh…….”
But the leaf, already clumped to the root of her tongue, refused to budge.
“Oh, Anemone, are you all—”
Jessica stepped forward with an anxious expression,
“Ugh.”
and retreated two paces.
“I’m, I’m sorry, but there’s kind of a smell…….”
Jessica pinched her nose awkwardly and laughed uncomfortably.
It made sense—Anemone was emitting a bitterness so acrid it was almost nauseating.
“You’d be better off just swallowing it quickly.”
Daisy said this matter-of-factly.
“You! You ate it too!”
“I did.”
“So how are you fine like this?!”
“Well…….”
I like bitter herbs.
As Daisy chewed the medicinal plant, she found herself thinking.
It would taste good with chili powder sprinkled over it…….
“Guh, mmmph.”
Gulp.
Anemone, having barely managed to swallow the remaining leaf, lifted her flushed face.
“This is insane! What was that?!”
“Bitterwort.”
“What, what?”
“Bitterwort.”
Daisy answered with a shrug.
“It’s a medicinal herb used for detoxification, and a strong bitter taste is its defining characteristic. It looks similar to silverweed, but you can tell them apart by the flowers. Silverweed has light green flowers, bitterwort has white ones.”
“How on earth did you know all that…….”
“I studied.”
To be precise, it was the real Daisy who had studied.
“So we’ve reached our conclusion then?”
Since I’d received her help, it was only natural to repay that debt.
So I’ll create it for you, Daisy.
A world where you can study herbalism with perfect ease.
“This isn’t silverweed—that’s the point.”
Daisy said, gently waving the medicinal herb in her hand.
Anemone’s face went deathly pale in an instant.
“No, wait, what I mean is…….”
“Our bet was… oh, right. The loser has to dig up every herb the winner finds.”
“No, hold on…….”
“You’re not going to break Helga’s oath, are you?”
“……ugh.”
“The deadline is,”
A bright smile bloomed across Daisy’s face once more.
Daisy continued speaking toward those watching her with slack jaws.
“Graduation.”
Thud.
Anemone’s heart plummeted to the ground.
This couldn’t be happening.
Anemone thought to herself.
Had she been played for a fool? By me?
Anemone bit down hard on her lip and shouted.
“Be specific. I only dig up the herbs you find! If you can’t find any, the bet’s void!”
Anemone was certain of it.
She’d lost this time only by letting her guard down slightly, but there was no way Daisy Seibleheart—raised so delicately in a noble family—could actually know anything about herbs.
* * *
“On the rock to your right. Minta.”
“What?! How am I supposed to climb up there! I can’t! No, I won’t!”
“Suit yourself.”
“What?”
“What do I know about Helga’s oath or whatever. There’s no way just a few words could bring down such terrible pain. Right?”
“……tch.”
The herbology practical with Daisy was absolutely grueling.
To collect that blasted minta, Anemone fell off the rock three times.
Her palms were caked with dirt, and her carefully manicured nails were torn.
She wanted to quit right then and there, but she couldn’t.
‘Why did I have to swear that oath!’
She dreaded what would happen if she broke the oath—the visit of Helga’s wrath.
“G-got it!”
After collecting the minta, Anemone thought all her trials were over.
But this was only the beginning.
“Icebloom on the moss thicket.”
“Kemet between the tree roots.”
“That’s not terths over there?”
“No, not there. In that mud patch next to it.”
“Huff… huff… you’re making this up, aren’t you…….”
“Check the book if you don’t believe me.”
At Daisy’s words, Anemone let out a breath that nearly choked her and snatched the book Boris offered, flipping through its pages frantically.
And…….
“How in the world do you know so much about herbs!”
“I studied.”
“I studied too! I…….”
“…….”
Really?
the old hag asked with her eyes.
Anemone clamped down on her lip.
Somehow, Daisy Seibleheart seemed to see through every lie she told.
Wait, could it be…….
“Your family’s trading company and the Seibleheart family…….”
“We don’t do business together.”
“Phew, that’s a relief… but seriously, how did you find out!”
“I don’t know. Maybe some passing mole told me.”
“Ugh!”
Anemone stamped her foot in frustration.
But there just happened to be mud there.
Or something that looked like mud, anyway.
Thud!
And the faint smell wafting from her shoes finally broke Anemone’s resolve—she burst into tears.
“I’m not doing it!”
……
“The basket’s already full, so why do you keep looking for more? And why am I the only one digging?! There’s this glasses-wearer here! Jessica’s here! And… and… there’s all sorts of people here!”
Arderon couldn’t bring herself to mention it.
“Anyway, no matter how much you want me to look, I’m not digging anything else up, got it? Helga’s oath or whatever….”
“All right.”
“Huh… what?”
“Go ahead.”
Anemone was taken aback. She hadn’t expected Daisy to back down so easily.
But Daisy was sincere.
The whole point of the wager had been to keep Anemone from bossing her around, and that had been accomplished.
……
Yet watching Daisy refuse to give her an order made Anemone oddly anxious.
What if the real Helga showed up tonight?
Anemone bit her lip, thinking of the Helga from the fairy tales her father used to read to her when she was little.
‘Father always said you shouldn’t make Helga’s oath carelessly….’
As Anemone glanced nervously around, she spotted Stapelwort among some thorny bushes a little ways off.
Thorny bushes, no less.
She absolutely didn’t want to go in there.
But if it was a choice between Helga’s visit and a thorn bush, the thorn bush seemed the lesser evil.
‘She saw it, didn’t she? Of course she did.’
Anemone was just glancing at Daisy, waiting to hear when she’d ask her to fetch the Stapelwort, when—
“Oh my!”
Jessica let out a startled cry.
And for good reason: Daisy Sablehart had marched straight into the thorn bush.
Scraped and bleeding across her whole body, dirt splattering everywhere as she dug out herbs rooted deep in the earth, Daisy didn’t complain once.
She simply extracted the plants in silence.
“That one… she’s kind of different from what we heard, isn’t she?”
Jessica’s quiet voice drifted over.
Anemone had no answer.

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