An Otome Game’s Burikko Villainess Turned into a Magic Otaku Vol 6 Chapter 2

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One Day I Became a Burikko Villainess n.o.ble Girl, . Honto tutorial .

Think of it as throwing money at the author and Alphapolis, and getting a book with squiggles and pretty pictures as a pleasant extra.

Because Miss Camille was taken away by Achille… right now, only His Highness and I are left in the room. What an incredibly awkward silence. I wonder if this is His Highness’ office or something. There are doc.u.ments in the corner of the tidy desk, but a large amount of doc.u.ments are stored away on the bookshelf.

“Welcome to my room, Beatrix.”

With an unreadable smile, His Highness Royce caled out to me. Kuh- …It’s come!

Beautiful blonde hair, and azure-coloured eyes. Just by standing there, the place becomes more gorgeous. …It’s that sort of feeling.

“‘My room’ you say?”

This is… His Highness’ room? I got myself brought to his room? Hey, Miss Camille! What do you mean by this!? Come back! Even if I blame my friend, I’ve already been brought here. There’s nothing I can do now.

“You don’t have to be that nervous, you know? I won’t do anything after all.”

“…! I-, I have no such worries-!

“I seee.”

What’s with this? Even though I was prepared to lay on one or two or three or four complaints… I had my enthusiasm stolen from me. I better pull myself together and really let him have it!

“What do you mean by this-? T-, To do something like getting engaged to me… And what’s more, in a completely arbitrary way!”

“Ahh, that. You didn’t hear anything at all, I see.”

His Highness gave me a pitying look with a troubled expression. Why are you making such a face! Even though the one troubled here is me.

“I honeslty wanted to go through the proper steps for this, but the situation wouldn’t allow me, you see. I’ll apologise for taking a slightly forceful approach to it… Sorry.”

“This does not fall in the boundaries of ‘slightly’! I-, I do believe that I told Your Highness that I could not answer your feelings.”

If I remember correctly, I certainly did tell him my feelings.

“Hmm. I don’t think that I said a word about giving up though.”

His Highness flashed the same smile that he did at the time.

“Wha-…”

He didn’t seem to have the slightest intention of backing down.

“Your love was unrequited, right?”

“W-, Well yes, but?”

It seems that he hasn’t been able to narrow it down to who the person actually was.

“I have no intention of becoming your wife. Even if you keep me with your authority, please know that my heart won’t act as you want.”

“Could it be… that I’m really hated? This sure is troubling.”

A complete change from before, now he was looking at me with an expression that didn’t look troubled in the slightest. His clear, blue eyes were very beautiful. Those irises of his alone are just like his cousin’s… (gasp)Hah-! …This isn’t the time for escapism.

“…”

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but His Highness was observing me with a stare.

“U-, Umm.”

“It’s already late, and I’m sure that you’re tired. A room has been prepared, so feel free to rest there.”

“Hah-, eh-, umm.”

While I was feeling nervous, I was brought out of the room by the maids, and was moved to the neighbouring room.

“Please rest as you wish in this room.”

It was a neatly arranged room. It was probably prepared just for me. With white as the base colour, small things in light purple were placed here and there. When the dor closed, the room was instantly filled with silence.

“I wonder what I’m going to do from now on.”

No, well, becoming His Highness Royce’s bride is a given though. I’m feeling kind of really depressed.

“Even though things weren’t meant to turn out like this.”

There’s nothing I can do at this point.

I’m regretting the fact that I didn’t abuse him as much as I wanted earlier. Even though I should have cursed him more, for some reason when I’m in front of the person himself, my enthusiasm gets dampened. Apologising to me like that… It’s cheating. Even though it would’ve been great had he been more villainous.

While feeling gloomy with no place to run to, I lay down on the wide bed. It doesn’t feel like I’ll get any sleep tonight.