It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 81

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A corrupt heroine is overwhelmingly convenient.
#81
Whether Jern truly loved Christine Windy when he said those words, I couldn’t know.
Not that it mattered.
What mattered was that he’d said them while Daisy sat locked away, falsely accused.
Worthless bastard.
And what did Daisy do when she heard it?
“…I understand.”
‘Understand what? Understand what, Daisy?!’
My chest, beaten to absolute darkness by now, made me collapse into bed.
But as though Kwon Do-yo lying there meant nothing at all, Daisy accepted the Sweet Potato that went pop-pop with each burst.
Or to be precise, rather than merely accepting the Sweet Potato, she walked toward it with heavy, determined steps.
By the way, what happened to Christine and Jern after that?
No idea.
The novel ended before then—Daisy was falsely convicted and executed.
A truly bleak story indeed.
It knew exactly how to drive a person mad.
Anyway, the crucial point was that the Christine Roze standing before me was none other than the Grand Duchess.
Later, the most luminous star of high society, pursued by countless suitors including Jern.
And Daisy had no desire to become entangled with anything that disrupted her ordinary life.
“You got my name—that’s enough. I’m leaving.”
But Christine showed no sign of letting Daisy go.
“May I call you Daisy?”
“That’s a bit…”
“Why not?”
You’re my senior.
Instead of saying that, Daisy twisted her hand, trying to wrench it free from Christine’s grip.
“Thank you so much for saving me, Daisy.”
“If you’re thankful, let go of my hand, would you?”
“You could just push me away.”
“That’s not…”
“You’re worried I might get hurt if you did, aren’t you? I knew right away that you were kind and tenderhearted.”
I could push her away right now.
As if Christine had read Daisy’s mind, her grip tightened even more.
Christine spoke with an expression of profound emotion.
“I’ll never forget this favor.”
“Just forget it.”
“I’ll repay you a hundredfold.”
“Don’t repay me.”
“You won’t regret it.”
Her yellow eyes—now gleaming like pure gold—sparkled brilliantly.
Daisy knew a wonderful word to describe someone with eyes like those.
A lunatic with clear eyes.
“You didn’t just save me from danger in this moment, Daisy. You saved my future.”
The girl showed something she’d been gripping tightly in front of the ruffians.
“You… carry a hammer around?”
“I bought it for work purposes. I almost used it just now.”
“…”
Daisy regarded the ruffians with a pitying gaze for a moment.
It was either a handbag or a hammer.
“But if I had used it, I’d have been in serious trouble. Because I have a reason—I need to live quietly!”
I know.
“There’s something I can only receive by living quietly.”
I said I know.
“So please wait just a little longer.”
Christine gripped Daisy’s hand tightly as she spoke.
“Once I receive what I can get by living quietly, I’ll do everything in my power to make sure your life is set on a smooth course. I, Christine, will make absolutely certain it happens!”
“…”
Did this girl really hide her identity like this in the original novel while attending the Academy?
No matter how I look at it, she keeps subtly hinting at the fact that she’s the Grand Duchess.
‘I’ve made a terrible mistake.’
Daisy regretted it.
If she’d known it was Christine being harassed by those thugs, she wouldn’t have helped—well, she would have, but only reluctantly.
Instead, she would’ve fled the moment she’d landed six hits with her handbag.
For lack of agility, Daisy had become a hero who’d saved the life of a grand lady.
It was a terribly inconvenient turn of events.
Daisy gazed up at the sky and prayed fervently.
Gods, please send someone—anyone—to get me out of this situation!
“Daisy.”
Then Kaelyun appeared from the end of the back alley.
Gods, take back what I just said!
Of course, it was too late.
“…….”
Kaelyun silently surveyed the three thugs sprawled across the ground and the two unharmed girls.
Daisy bit her lip in regret over her hasty prayer.
Of all people, why did it have to be Kaelyun?
She couldn’t even begin to guess what lecture he might deliver.
Yet strangely, Kaelyun said nothing of the sort.
No questions about why she’d beaten those people, why she’d ventured into a back alley, or why someone like her had even come to Blueheir.
Instead, he merely stared at Daisy’s handbag and said only this:
“Daisy, hitting people with a handbag full of all those things could cause serious trouble.”
“I did it gently… wait, how did you know what’s in it?”
“I saw.”
“From when?”
“From when we came out of the restaurant.”
So he’d seen everything from the start—this bastard.
“You bought quite a lot.”
“Ah, no, I…”
Daisy was frantically trying to make excuses about the embezzlement when Kaelyun spoke in an offhand tone.
His voice was calm and matter-of-fact.
“Good work.”
“……?”
What?
As Daisy stood bewildered by words she’d never expected to hear, Kaelyun continued bluntly.
“I was surprised when you suddenly disappeared, but now I understand what happened. These three will be sent to the Disciplinary Room.”
“The Disciplinary Room?”
“Yes, they’re in the Senior Class.”
“What, they’re Academy students?”
“Well, for now they are. Whether they will be in the future is another matter…”
Kaelyun murmured in a desolate voice and turned his head.
His gaze then fell upon Christine’s hand, still clutching Daisy’s, before he continued.
“Christine Roze.”
“Student Council President.”
“It seems you’re involved with these three. I’d like to hear the full story.”
“Must it be right now?”
“Yes.”
“…….”
“…….”
A tense current flowed between the two of them.
Christine Roze yielded first.
“Fine. Whatever.”
Once Kaelyun confirmed that Christine had released Daisy’s hand, he turned to address her.
“You head back first.”
“Okay.”
What a stroke of luck!
Freed from the mad swallow determined to repay its debt, Daisy quickly turned to leave.
Then came his voice.
“…There’s a rather nice Emerald Brooch at the Honzby Shop…”
Kaelyun’s murmur echoed softly through the back alley.
“…….”
So what do you expect me to do about it?
Daisy regarded Kaelyun with an expression of utter bewilderment before slipping neatly out of the back alley.
It was then that she spotted the Honzby Shop.
A glance at the display window revealed a rather lovely Emerald Brooch resting there.
Drawn as if by invisible threads, Daisy stepped inside and purchased it.
“It’s for Sabelheart, so…….”
“Oh! Yes, yes, I’ll attach it right away.”
“Wow.”
Daisy gazed at the beetle-shaped Emerald Brooch now resting in her palm—all without spending a single coin of her own—and smiled with sinister delight.
“Hehehehe.”
She remained entirely unaware that someone was watching her.
…….
A pair of pale gray eyes regarded her retreating figure with unwavering intensity.
Chapter 20. Deviation
“Professor, Fire Chicken seems to have grown bigger.”
“Be quiet.”
“At this rate, won’t it turn into a fire pheasant?”
“I said be quiet.”
Despite Janet Hoer’s stern warning, every student in the Training Grounds kept their eyes fixed on Fire Chicken.
Crook-crook-crook-crook…….
In fact, the creature was indeed noticeably larger—bobbing its small head back and forth as it bustled about the Training Grounds with almost comical diligence.
It had grown taller, and more than anything, it had filled out plump with weight.
…….
…….
“Can a chicken made of fire actually get fat?”
One student’s question hung unanswered; the others said nothing.
Crook-crook.
Fire Chicken tilted its head and pecked at the sand.
Daisy wondered if it was eating insects, but it was simply pecking at nothing.
…….
…….
The students’ gazes naturally converged on a single point.
It was where Fire Chicken’s creator stood—Daisy Sabelheart.
…….
What are you all staring at, hm?
Daisy drove away their stares with a fierce glower and looked down.
Fire Chicken had drawn near without her noticing, circling around her legs with croaking sounds.
Heat radiated from it—not merely warm, but genuinely hot—brushing against her calves.
To be honest, Daisy found it equally incomprehensible.
How was this thing still alive, anyway……?
And that very evening.
Daisy discovered the answer.
Crook-crook-crook-crook…….
As she made her way back to the Dormitory after class, Fire Chicken strode serenely ahead of her.
Daisy stopped short, silently posing a question to the creature as their eyes met.
Where exactly are you headed, hmm?
Fire Chicken croaked in reply, its expression utterly inscrutable.
Crook-crook-crook…….
Then, with surprisingly light and buoyant steps, it set off again toward some unknown destination.
As Daisy’s gaze followed the direction in which Fire Chicken had vanished, she could not hide her bewilderment.
“……Huh?”
The direction led to the abandoned Back Garden.

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