It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 3

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The darkened heroine is overwhelmingly convenient.
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A voice bright and clear as a golden oriole’s song rang out distinctly across the hall.
“Where is that voice coming from?”
“Over there!”
Every freshman’s gaze snapped to a single point.
Two rows behind Daisy, that’s where they looked.
There sat a girl with lustrous, wavy pink hair.
Legs crossed, one arm draped over them with her chin resting in her palm, she possessed eyes of clear sky-blue.
Eyes tilted slightly upward, a pert nose, lips full and finely drawn.
Their admiration at her exquisite features lasted only a moment before someone cried out in surprise.
“That’s Lydia Penmarsh!”
“Good heavens—the Marquess Penmarsh’s only daughter?”
“Wow, she’s beautiful……!”
The freshmen stirred with amazement.
“But didn’t someone just say ‘Daisy Sable-Heart’?”
“Sable-Heart? Where?”
The craning freshmen turned their heads to follow Lydia’s gaze.
And with a faintly disappointed air, they nodded softly in recognition.
Compared to Lydia’s striking, vivid features, Daisy’s gentle countenance was pretty enough, but seemed rather plain.
Worse still, her platinum hair, disheveled when she’d pushed back her hood, fell half across her face.
Those who met her emerald eyes felt a flicker of surprise, but most simply passed over her without a second glance.
And Lydia observed the scene with satisfaction.
This was precisely where Daisy Sable-Heart belonged.
“How did she even manage to get admitted here?”
The girl to Lydia’s left didn’t bother hiding her scorn as she spoke.
“There must have been some kind of error.”
The girl to Lydia’s right answered with certainty.
“The Academy probably didn’t even know. Who would have guessed that Caelan’s sister would turn out to be such a dolt?”
“True enough. Both Caelan and Chester are so talented.”
“What do they call something like that?”
“Hmm… a mutation?”
“Ha-ha, that’s it!”
The girls on either side of Lydia burst into delighted laughter.
Lydia said nothing.
She merely sat between them, offering a subtle smile.
It was so beautiful that several freshmen felt their cheeks flush.
“Come now, everyone. You’re embarrassing Daisy.”
Lydia spoke in a cheerful, guileless tone.
At that, several freshmen craned their necks to catch a glimpse of Daisy’s embarrassed expression.
What would happen next was predictable.
Daisy Sable-Heart’s face would turn crimson, she’d wave her hands saying it was fine, then knock something over or collide with someone.
People would look at her with irritation, and the increasingly flustered Daisy would commit some further bizarre blunder before vanishing.
“…….”
Yet strangely, today Daisy offered no reaction whatsoever.
‘Putting on airs for the opening ceremony, is she?’
With that thought, Lydia let her sleek pink eyebrows droop with a look of regret as she spoke.
“In any case, Daisy must have given the Count quite a bit of worry. Sending her to the Academy… it’s hardly reassuring, is it?”
“That’s true. There’s nothing she’s good at.”
Lydia’s right companion chimed in promptly.
“Unlike you, Lydia. You were born destined for Eldvain from the start.”
Lydia’s left companion added without missing a beat.
“You’ll probably be sorted into the Raven’s Hall before you even put on the sorting hat.”
Pleased at this, Lydia let out a small laugh.
“Speaking of which, where do you think Daisy will end up?”
Of course, the way she asked made it clear she wasn’t truly wondering.
“I’d bet the moment she puts on the sorting hat, it’ll just say ‘Leave.'”
“That’s too harsh.”
At her left companion’s quip, the girls burst into loud laughter.
They laughed and laughed, and then…….
“What are you talking about? Why aren’t you looking back?”
The right arm muttered with an annoyed expression.
“Didn’t you hear me?”
…….
Ha, so I’m deliberately not turning around!
Daisy kept her gaze fixed on the podium as she thought.
‘Where on earth can I go to avoid standing out?’
The raven’s hall was absolutely out of the question.
The tiger’s tower had that mosquito kid in it…….
The Bee’s Garden!
That was when it happened.
A boy with a delicate impression was assigned to the Bee’s Garden.
With his drooping eyebrows, he looked somewhat disappointed at the assignment.
Meanwhile, Daisy’s face lit up as if she’d found the answer.
Yes, that was it.
The Bee’s Garden!
A dormitory where she could just sit at a safe desk without any terrible training or life-or-death practicum?
Thank heavens, this is it.
Did you hear? This is it.
“Hey, hey!”
“Can’t you hear?!”
Then the vice-principal called out “Monica Rauoli.”
The name seemed familiar somehow, but she couldn’t quite remember where she’d seen it in the original work.
Well, probably just an extra.
Daisy watched the girl with long purple hair that fell to her waist, then sank back into her thoughts.
But how exactly could she get assigned to the Bee’s Garden?
Did they not give bonus points for office work?
She’d never been late once—a devoted, loyal employee.
“Daisy! Hey!”
“Is this really happening?!”
Even so, sharp voices kept coming from behind her.
Of course, Daisy ignored them without the slightest movement.
Rule number two for surviving toxic people:
Never feed them.
Lydia Fenmarsh.
The villain who had tormented Daisy endlessly—from childhood through her academy years, and even after she married.
The reason Lydia tormented her was simple.
Just.
She found it funny how Daisy never said anything no matter what happened to her, and she despised how desperately Daisy scrambled to be loved.
And the original Daisy had silently endured all of Lydia’s torment.
Why?
Because Daisy was a deranged yes-woman who never said “no, I hate it, stop”…….
“Hey! Hey!!”
“Is she ignoring us?”
She wasn’t entirely lacking in perception.
……!
In the meantime, from a distance, Monica Rauoli’s dormitory name was called.
She didn’t quite catch it properly, but oddly the atmosphere around them stirred.
What was that?
“Is this really happening!”
Finally unable to contain herself, the left arm twisted her face and shot to her feet.
But she couldn’t get close to Daisy.
“Lydia Fenmarsh!”
In that instant, with perfect timing, the vice-principal called Lydia’s name.
“Yes.”
Lydia rose from her seat, answering with a brilliant smile and a voice like a songbird.
Beyond the left arm who grumbled and settled back into her seat, whispers from the new students drifted over.
“Fenmarsh is from a lineage of imperial sorcerers, right?”
“Yeah, she probably already knows all the basic spells.”
“She’s incredible…….”
“But isn’t advance study forbidden?”
“In theory, yes. But would you really avoid it when your own father is the Imperial Mage?”
Click-clack, click-clack.
Against the backdrop of the students’ admiration, Lydia ascended the platform with an elegant stride and placed the helm upon her head.
And then.
“The Raven’s Crown!”
Lydia removed the helm with an expression of pure inevitability, and her hair cascaded down like a pink waterfall.
“Hmph.”
Above her carefully maintained porcelain skin, her strikingly fine features glimmered with unmistakable brilliance.
Click-clack, click-clack.
Descending from the platform, Lydia walked directly toward Daisy.
At a pace just slightly too quick.
The pattern was transparent.
Daisy exhaled slowly.
Children, always the same…….
Just as Daisy’s shoulder was about to collide with Lydia’s frame—
“Oh dear, my shoelace has come undone.”
Daisy twisted her body and bent down, pretending to tie her lace.
“Oof!”
Having suddenly lost her target, Lydia’s body lurched forward ungracefully.
“This is——”
Lydia’s pretty face contorted once more.
Of course, Daisy ignored that too.
As it was, the rule against feeding the beast always proved victorious.
* * *
The dormitory assignments were drawing to a close.
Behind her, Lydia’s clique continued their barking.
“Dormitory assignments? She’ll be expelled soon enough. They’d never keep someone so stupid in the Academy.”
“She’s definitely not on the roster.”
“Right. They still haven’t called her name.”
Ha, ha. How blessed.
Thank you for the fortune.
Each time the name “Raven’s Crown” was called, Daisy lifted her head to study the face.
That girl stole Daisy’s assignment.
That girl ruined Daisy’s group project.
That girl and Daisy——
The more she confirmed that increasingly flushed face in her mind, the more firmly the thought took hold: anything but the Raven’s Crown.
If only she understood the dormitory assignment system, she could avoid it somehow…….
As Daisy pondered, the voices of newly admitted students who had just received their assignments reached her ears, full of wonder.
“Isn’t the assignment method completely scientific?”
“I was honestly amazed. I never thought it would be so systematic!”
“The moment I heard the dormitory name, everything just made sense!”
“The magical helm is.”line>
“Science.”

…….
But what on earth are they assigning that’s drawing such praise?
It was then that Daisy turned her suspicious gaze toward the old helm resting upon the platform.
“Felix Arderon!”
The entrance hall fell silent all at once.
What?
Daisy looked around in bewilderment.
Just who——
At that moment, the sound of movement came from behind Daisy.
She turned her head and discovered a boy.
Tall in stature, pale of skin, with hair as black as pitch.
Within the deep setting of his eye sockets sat eyes of the sharpest almond shape.
A nose ridge as high and precipitous as a sheer cliff.
And lips formed in perfect proportion.
Despite his still-youthful face, his features were strikingly well-defined.
The boy, sculpted in form with every element perfectly aligned, gazed suddenly toward something.
It was right where Daisy was.
“…….”
“…….”
Their eyes locked in the empty air between them.
Within the boy’s pale grey iris—so bright it was nearly indistinguishable from the white of his eye—his pupils contracted in an odd, unnatural way.
And then.
It was the boy who looked away first.
Whoosh.
He turned on his heel and strode toward the platform with long, quick strides.
Daisy watched his receding figure—a head taller than most—and a strange sense of déjà vu creased her brow.
Those grey eyes…….
‘Who was that again?’

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