Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

After actually interacting with her, Yvonne discovered that the Demon King Fiel was quite a simple character.

Her behavior and speech were surprisingly easy to understand. Moreover, because she had turned into a girl, she was quite different in many aspects from the domineering CEO-like Demon King that Yvonne had known in the game.

If anything, this so-called Demon King even had a touch of foolishness. Overall, she seemed like a harmless idiot.

The ecology of the demon realm was different from the human world, so Fiel had never seen many plants and animals. These past few days, she had been like a curious baby, asking about everything. If Yvonne hadn’t played the game and known her true identity, she might have thought Fiel was some young lady who had been secluded for years and knew nothing of the world.

The current Fiel got along surprisingly well with the children at the relief agency. She looked just like a real 5-year-old girl. It seemed she didn’t need to worry about her for now.

“May the Goddess’s blessing be with us—”

Now, gathering with the children every night to pray and dine together had become a daily routine.

After dinner, Yvonne began to walk along the path extending from the terraced fields.

She had come to like this place recently.

Her previous residence was surrounded by hustle and bustle, but now coming to this peaceful town of Capella had a charm of its own.

Many hydrangeas were growing around the field ridges.

This was a common type of hydrangea in this season, blooming only in summer, extending from late spring to summer and autumn, never ending within the range of summer, so it was also called “Endless Summer”.

The most common color of Endless Summer was blue, occasionally with a hint of light purple, mysterious and serene.

However, despite the beauty of these flower clusters, their flower language was “betrayal” and “fickleness”.

This was because even the same variety of Endless Summer could bloom in different colors due to differences in soil acidity.

…Perhaps it was a flower quite suitable for herself.

After all, being reincarnated as a villain was probably a kind of karmic retribution.

Recalling some events from her previous life, she couldn’t help but smile self-mockingly. She reached out her hand, gently touching the flower calyx, falling into a brief reminiscence.

The lively voices coming from the foot of the mountain disrupted her thoughts.

It seemed like gathering with the children to pray and dine together had become a daily routine. Was there some kind of festival today?

The monastery in Capella was located on a hill at a relatively high altitude in this small town. From here, one could see many people moving about on the streets below.

Was there a celebration? Or perhaps a festival?

“~Guess who~”

A hand suddenly reached out from behind, covering her eyes.

Although she could tell the voice was deliberately disguised, she would never mistake this voice.

“…Greet me normally, will you, Dorothy.”

She helplessly grabbed the hand blocking her vision and removed it.

As her vision returned, she turned her head to see Elsa playfully sticking out her tongue at her.

The evening breeze blew her hair, her fair skin untouched by the summer sun’s erosion, transparent like an elf under the night sky.

She had appeared silently behind her, emerging before her.

No matter where she went, Elsa always managed to find her. If this era had mobile phones, Yvonne would truly suspect that Elsa had placed a GPS tracker on her.

“It’s lively, isn’t it?”

Wearing sandals woven from grass, she walked over with light steps, finally stopping at her side.

“We’ve also sent over the fruits we collected today. Everyone worked hard. I hope the Goddess will take care of us this year too.”

It seemed like every household had to send some offerings.

“Ah— Come to think of it, today is the ‘Festival of Devotion’.”

“…So Evie, you knew about it?”

She blinked in slight surprise, her face quickly turning a shade of pink.

“Mm… I’ve heard about it before.”

Yvonne vaguely replied.

Although this knowledge also came from playing the game back then.

The gods worshipped by the people of this world, among all the deities, the one receiving the most devotion from believers was the Earth Goddess. She governed all things, was the mother of all life, the nurturer of all existing beings, the provider of all resources.

Every summer, people would hold grand ceremonies to worship this great goddess, offering her the fruits and vegetables of the season.

Moreover, this great goddess was often worshipped as the “Goddess of Marriage”.

Because of this, the climax of the “Festival of Devotion”, and the activity people enjoyed the most, was ‘couple pairing’.

Young single women would stand on the stage holding bouquets, and young men would come forward to offer flowers. If the girl who received the flowers was interested, she would give the flower she had prepared to that boy. In this way, the two would be seen as a match made in heaven blessed by the goddess, and at the request of everyone, they would become a couple for a period of one year or longer.

Oh, right.

With her mention, Yvonne remembered.

That CG of making vows also took place during an evening festival.

The Demon King, who had always been dense, suddenly had an epiphany, gave flowers to the female protagonist, and then successfully conquered her, achieving the prerequisite for the best ending.

However… the current Demon King was a girl, so it seemed impossible no matter how you looked at it.

“Evie, um…”

She finally mustered up the courage to speak.

“Can you… attend the festival with me?”

With her hands behind her back, she turned sideways towards Yvonne and extended the invitation, her face inexplicably turning completely red.

On the day of the “Festival of Devotion”, inviting someone you admire to attend together was no different from directly saying “I like you”. Because Yvonne knew the legend of the Earth Mother Goddess, Elsa assumed she also knew about this custom.

“Sure.”

However, she wasn’t a local and had no idea about such customs.

Yvonne thought it was a normal invitation and nodded in agreement quite readily.

Boom~

The moment she heard the other party agree, Elsa’s face turned as red as a ripe tomato, almost to the point of steaming.

Is this real?

Was she dreaming??

Evie actually agreed to her request—

“From… from today onwards, please take care of me!!”

“…Please take care of me?”

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She agreed! She agreed!!

This is wonderful, Sister Elsa!!

The children from the relief agency had also secretly followed, all quietly cheering for the progress of Elsa’s romance.

“Alright, now it’s our turn to appear!”

Annie clenched her small fist with enthusiasm.

“Little Fiel, we’re counting on you now!”

“Now?”

“Yes!”

The hydrangea in her hand, preserved by magic, hadn’t withered or wilted, still looking as fresh as when it was just picked.

“After giving it to her… say this, and it’ll be fine!”

Annie, with a red face, whispered something in Fiel’s ear. For someone as young as her, this was a bold line that sounded very adult-like, so even just repeating it once made her feel extremely embarrassed.

Sounds simple enough.

This level of task is no challenge for the king!

So she jumped out and came before the two.

“Fiel?”

What’s this guy doing here?

Seeing the little Demon King walking towards her with a serious face, Yvonne was greatly surprised.

She was holding a flower cluster similar to the one that triggered the plot.

Could it be…

Even though her body had shrunk.

Even though she had become a girl.

The inevitable still couldn’t be avoided??

Yvonne’s heart immediately tightened, and she instinctively stood in front of Elsa.