I’ll Become a Villainess That Will Go Down in History

I should calm down, I should be cool. I shouldn’t be talking to my mother in such an emotional state.

I was glad Max was not here. I couldn’t let him see his sister like this.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I need a little time alone.”

I ran away and walked past my mother and out of the warehouse.

There was no place in the house where I could calm my mind, so I left through the back door.

An empty back street. I sat down in an empty flowerbed.

I sighed heavily and held my head in my hands.

I felt like I was getting worse and worse.

I wondered if I had only been saying nice things with my mouth, but I had not been taking any action and now it was my turn to pay the price.

“I can’t call myself a saint.”

I muttered to myself in self-mockery.

“You want to quit? Being a Saint.”

I froze at the sudden mention of the voice. I couldn’t believe that someone was listening to me.

I looked up towards the voice and saw a familiar face.

Why was he here?

“Curtis?”

I called his name in a weak voice.

His long green hair was tied up in an unusual half twist. I didn’t recognize him for a moment because of his unusual look.

He was always so casual, but now he was looking at me with those speculative eyes.

I felt as if he could see through everything and involuntarily looked away.

“Liz-chan, you don’t look well~”

In an instant, he was back to his usual self. His voice was bright and tension was released. He smiled and sat down next to me. A calming scent wafts through the air.

“Do I look like it?”

I tried to smile as I looked at Curtis. He looked at me a little strangely, but quickly returned to his usual expression.

“Yeah, you look like you’re in pain.”

“I was a little down. But I’m fine now.”

“Really? Well, that’s good.”

“…Curtis is kind to everyone.”

The words I didn’t mean to imply just came out.

“It’s my character to be nice to all sides~. Besides, I’m always on a girl’s side.”

“You’re a genius at hitting on girls.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

His words cheered me up a little, and my expression softened. Curtis had a strange power.

Curtis might be a charmer on every front, but no one disliked or hated him. In fact, that was what we liked about him.

A gentle breeze was blowing, gently caressing our cheeks. Curtis’s green hair was flowing in the wind.

His hair was so silky. I wondered if he had the most aesthetic sense of any man…

“It’s been a while since I’ve been home. But there is no place for me there anymore.”

I said this with a fake smile on my face.

For some reason, I started telling Curtis my story. Silently, he was listening to me.

It wasn’t just anyone. I was sure I told him because it was Curtis.

I told him that my brother had been adopted, that I really liked Duke, and that I was jealous of and admired Alicia-chan. …That I am still thinking about my unfulfilled love all the time.

Incoherently, I told him everything.