The Villainess Hid Her Identity, and Now Everyone is Misunderstanding - Chapter 58

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The Villainess Hides Her Identity, and Everyone Misunderstands
Chapter 58

‘Today… I should sleep in. Just give me one day to rest!’
Honestly, I was exhausted to death.
I pulled the blanket over myself in what felt like a silent protest.
I knew Genie would come to wake me in five minutes, but today I simply couldn’t bring myself to get up.
The banquet had dragged on for three full days as scheduled. My entire body felt sluggish from the ordeal, and my eyelids were impossibly heavy.
There was no doubt my fatigue hadn’t fully lifted.
Yet time flew mercilessly, and precisely at nine o’clock, a knock sounded at the door.
“Miss Evelyn, it’s me!”
I didn’t answer, instead burrowing deeper into the blanket.
It was my way of demonstrating my unwavering resolve not to get up.
But Genie simply opened the door without hesitation and walked straight to the bed, seizing my blanket.
“Miss Evelyn, it’s nine o’clock!”
At her robotic declaration, I gripped the blanket even tighter.
Today, I would win this battle…!
But the moment Genie applied her strength, my resolve crumbled as the blanket was yanked away.
‘This monstrous strength…!’
With the blanket gone, I was left alone on the bed as the cold morning air seeped into my skin and blinding sunlight pierced through my eyelids. I curled up and let out a shriek.
“Ugh, it’s so bright! Genie!”
“Yes! Did you call for me?”
“That’s not what I meant!”
Give me back the blanket!
“Miss Evelyn, it’s nine o’clock. It’s time to wake up. You need to have breakfast.”
“I’m skipping breakfast and going back to sleep. Give me the blanket!”
“No, I cannot allow that. I am your maid, after all. I cannot let you skip breakfast.”
“This is… ridiculous.”
My hand instinctively searched for something to throw. But in that instant, Genie snatched away everything on the nearby nightstand.
“That won’t do! There won’t be anything left!”
“Ugh…!”
Of course, I know this behavior isn’t right, but repeat Evelyn’s actions a hundred times and tell me it wouldn’t become a habit!
But in the end, defeated once again, I reluctantly sat up in bed.
“Ugh, I’m really exhausted today…”
I grumbled as I did.
But truly, my head ached, I felt dizzy, and I was cold. As if I’d caught a cold… a cold?
I fumbled and pressed my hand to my forehead.
‘It’s hot?’
Noticing something amiss in my condition, Genie followed suit and placed her hand on my forehead.
“Oh my! You have a fever, Evelyn!”
She immediately rushed off to summon the Physician.
Thanks to that, I—finally liberated from Genie’s morning wake-up prison—crawled back into the warm blankets with a sense of bliss.
‘A cold is the best!’
Not even ten minutes had passed since Genie left to fetch the Physician and I settled back into my warm nest, when someone abruptly threw open the door.
It was a sudden entrance that showed no consideration whatsoever for a patient.
“Evelyn!”
…Damn Killian.
“You have a fever?!”
At his voice, I forced my eyelids open again with great effort.
‘Damn it, I was just about to fall asleep.’
My consciousness gradually surfaced, as if being pulled from a sinking bog back to the surface of water.
My eyelids felt heavy as if weighted down, and Killian’s voice buzzed in my ears like an annoying mosquito.
“Let me see—do you have a high fever?”
His cold hand suddenly pressed against my forehead. The rush of coolness seemed to settle my dizzy head somewhat, and for a moment, I felt better.
“My, it really is hot…. Your maid just went to fetch the Physician, so he should arrive soon. Just hold on a bit longer.”
“…Brother, didn’t you return to the Estate?”
I was certain I heard you were departing this morning… or rather, at dawn. It seems you still have unfinished business?
“Ah, I was just about to….”
He suddenly fell silent.
When the conversation didn’t continue for a while, I lifted my face from beneath the blankets to observe him.
‘…Huh?’
Contrary to my assumption that something had come up and cancelled his plans, he was dressed in traveling clothes. To be precise, he was dressed as if preparing for a long journey.
“Oh, so you haven’t left yet. Are you departing soon?”
“No….”
He trailed off.
“It will be difficult to leave today.”
“What? Why?”
“Well, it’s because you….”
“Because of me?”
Could something urgent have arisen in the Capital City? I haven’t caused any trouble lately….
If the situation were serious enough to keep Killian from going down to the Estate….
“Did Father tell you not to go?”
“That’s not it.”
“Or did something happen in the Capital City?”
“That’s not it either.”
“Do you have a meeting with Prince Rakiel?”
“…That’s not the reason.”
“Then….”
What is it?
I was about to ask another reason while my sluggish mind struggled to turn over, when it happened.
Knock, knock.
“…Come in.”
Killian, who was about to say something, clamped his mouth shut as if he’d swallowed honey.
The one who opened the door and entered was Genie. Contrary to my expectation that she’d come in with the Physician, she nodded to me first before turning her gaze toward Killian.
“Duke, your father is looking for you.”
“…Father?”
Killian tilted his head in confusion.
“Duke Cashen Lupenbain has sent word of his visit.”
“…!”
Both Killian’s and my eyes widened simultaneously.
‘Cashen, all of a sudden?’
Wait, now that I think about it, did Killian and Cashen know each other? Searching my memory, I seemed to recall hearing that the two of them were from the same academy as Rakiel.
Since there was no point of contact between them, I’d never had occasion to meet them, so it wasn’t information I’d paid much attention to until now.
‘…What’s his scheme?’
It was an unexpected turn of events.
Moreover, to show up so openly the very day after the banquet—how could I not be suspicious?
‘Whether I should call it straightforward or lacking in cunning….’
I pushed Killian’s back as he seemed flustered.
“So that’s why you didn’t return to the Estate. Go on, brother. Father must be waiting for you.”
“No, Evelyn, that’s not what I meant…!”
“Hurry. Let me rest.”
He moved his lips as if he had something to say, but ultimately left the room without a word.
‘As expected.’
Killian was too preoccupied with his own worries. This was the Killian who wouldn’t care what his sister did outside or what criticism she faced. There was no way he’d change his schedule just for his sister.
If anything, in my previous cycles, I’d wondered whether these people would even notice when I disappeared, and that said everything.
‘Surely in some cycles they didn’t notice for quite a while?’
Especially in those cycles where Evelyn’s image had unintentionally spiraled into the worst state, the family relationships had become so damaged they couldn’t be repaired.
‘Well, on the other hand, this time we’ve definitely grown closer.’
The mere fact that ‘conversation’ was actually happening was a significant development in itself.
Even so… there was room to question whether these people truly regarded me as family. Their recent kindness was probably all out of worry that I might cause trouble.
As Killian closed the door and left, I tightened my grip on the blanket and curled up further.
My head felt heavy as if my mind were floating somewhere else, and a scratchy pain rose in my throat.
It seemed I’d caught a proper cold. There was no other way to explain this feeling I had right now.

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“…Resurrection!”
Ding.
I bolted upright from the bed and stretched my now-healthy body with exaggerated vigor.
Through the window, the sun was already dipping low, darkness settling across the sky.
“Ahhhh, there’s nothing quite like a good sleep.”
Still drowsy from the long rest, I yawned widely and turned my head side to side when I noticed something.
“Hmm?”
Something sat on the nightstand beside the bed.
It was an elegant glass cup decorated beautifully with blue flowers—I didn’t remember clearly, but it seemed like the one I’d used when I woke in the middle of my illness to take medicine.
Seeing my usual water cup beside it suggested someone had deliberately brought this one here.
‘…Was it Genie?’
Why would she suddenly switch cups like this….
“…Oh.”
Now I remembered where I’d seen it before.
It was that very cup I’d deliberately demanded the Maid fetch a few months ago when I was throwing a tantrum.
‘Why is this here?’
Ding!

[You have acquired the item 【Cherished Cup (Durability 20)】.]

“…!”
An item with a name?
Of course, ordinary objects wouldn’t have names. If they did, the system window would pop up every time I touched anything.
Having a name meant this cup was special and could only be obtained through a particular method.
‘I’m certain it didn’t show up when I used it before….’
It seemed this was an item that could only be acquired with the owner’s transfer.
What on earth was this cup?
As I held the glass and pondered, someone carefully opened the door.
“Oh, you’re awake, Miss Evelyn!”
“Genie, this cup….”
“Actually, Duke Lufenbayne is still here. The Duke said that once you’re able to move about, I should bring you to him.”
“…?”
Why hasn’t he left yet?

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