Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Recently, the villainess has been troubled.

After having her inner feelings pointed out by that Witch Lady, she’s been feeling increasingly awkward in her daily interactions with Elsa.

Falling for a girl…

To be honest, Yvonne never thought she would have that kind of interest, even in her previous life, she didn’t consider herself to be that type of person.

However now, the things making her doubt herself were piling up one after another.

The other day, when she was about to return to her room to change, she accidentally encountered Elsa changing into her nun’s habit.

Yvonne had received her own habit from Sister Delia. It was an old trainee nun’s garment altered to fit her measurements, to facilitate their movement within the convent.

“…Sorry!”

Of course, since there was one for herself, the ever-kind and loving Sister Delia must have prepared the same for Elsa as well—why couldn’t she think of something so simple?

Feeling like she had walked into a trap, Yvonne hurriedly turned around.

The changing process was halfway through, with Elsa’s snow-white back facing her, the tender skin displaying the soft lines unique to a young girl.

Just a single glance was enough to etch it firmly in her mind, lingering there persistently.

“It’s just changing clothes, feel free to look.”

Although Elsa said this with a mischievous smile, just seeing the curves of her body made Yvonne’s face heat up and her heart race.

“You… How carefree must you be to say something like that!”

More than her own agitation, the fact that the person in question was so nonchalant about it made Yvonne feel even more embarrassed.

Or was she the only strange one?

Could it be that she really did have feelings for girls…

“Hmph… It’s not like I’d let just anyone see.”

Pretending to be angry, her head emerged from the collar. After smoothing down the black and white skirt of the habit, Elsa walked over with a smile and patted the shoulder that was turned away from her.

“If it’s Evie, I don’t mind even if you see everything.”

“…….”

Huh?

After falling into silence, Elsa seemed to realize something was off.

She had made similar jokes before, and back then, Yvonne should have retorted more vigorously.

However, now she was just looking at Elsa with a red face, which in turn made Elsa feel embarrassed as well.

“…If you’re done changing, hurry up and get out.”

Lowering her head, she pushed Yvonne out and quickly closed the door.

Friends wouldn’t be so cautious with each other.

If they were just friends, they could be much more frank.

In her previous life, Yvonne had close female friends too. When they got boyfriends, she would at most tease them a bit, maybe feel a bit sour when seeing their couple photos on social media, but she would still offer heartfelt blessings, sincerely hoping their romance would blossom.

But now, it was different.

Realizing this, Yvonne felt a great turmoil in her heart.

She finally understood.

She was uncontrollably jealous of the potential romance the female protagonist might have.

That’s why she intervened when there was a chance to enter the Demon King’s route.

Just the mere possibility of ‘this might happen in the future’ was enough to make her conflicted and concerned about things that hadn’t even happened to Elsa yet.

Ahh—

Just thinking about this made her feel a mess inside, even wanting to hug a pillow and scream.

If,

Just hypothetically!

If… it really was like that…

How much did she like her…

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In the game, there was no route for the villainess side character to bring happiness to the female protagonist.

Or rather, the role she was playing was the biggest stumbling block on her path to happiness.

Looking at it now, it seemed quite fitting.

Intervening before the female protagonist could enter a route, and now becoming indecisive and wavering—what did that make her?

Was it just because of that ugly possessiveness in her heart?

Thinking about this, a strong sense of self-loathing welled up inside her.

How selfish and willful she was…

Did those who kept birds in cages ever have such complicated feelings?

The end result was what she was facing now.

“Evie… Why are you so absent-minded today?”

The person beneath her voiced a complaint, interrupting her thoughts.

“…Am I?”

Because the Demon King’s route was completely off the table, the system had started assigning villain tasks again, which troubled Yvonne greatly.

If she continued bullying like this, sooner or later they would return to the original route.

When that time came, she might face a bad ending again.

This development was not beneficial for either herself or Elsa.

That’s why she was feeling unsettled, to the extent that during the process of ‘bullying,’ she fell into deep thought while sitting on top of the other person.

“When you’re bullying me, at least be serious about it, right?”

Lying beneath her, Elsa looked up with a slightly resentful gaze.

She wasn’t complaining about being bullied, but rather about Yvonne ‘not bullying seriously enough.’

“Then I’ll just be your human chair.”

“Yay~ I’m Evie’s exclusive seat~”

“……”

What a troublesome person…

Hearing her happily say such embarrassing things, a cold sweat ran down Yvonne’s temple.

…It was almost as if she was providing some kind of special service.

The long-awaited bullying made Elsa feel quite happy. In this situation, her body even started to tremble slightly from a mix of embarrassment and strange excitement.

The more she felt Yvonne’s buttocks sitting on her back, the more pronounced this feeling became.

As her stamina depleted, her breathing became rapid, and the trembling became more noticeable.

“…Hey, stop moving around!”

As the one inflicting the bullying, Yvonne actually felt more embarrassed.

She never thought there would actually be such a thing!

This kind of ‘Your Majesty, please sit on me’ shameful play!!

She wasn’t some S&M queen, this kind of bullying was way out of Yvonne’s comfort zone.

She even started to wonder if the third option was some kind of sick joke from the system.

Although her words were merciless, her feet unconsciously pressed down more firmly, and her body’s center of gravity shifted slightly forward, trying to minimize the weight pressing down on Elsa as much as possible.

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“Well, well, didn’t I say you’d come to find me again?”

In the dimly lit bar, Yvonne once again found that Witch Lady.

…What a mysterious person.

When she heard her greeting, Yvonne felt as if she was meeting an old friend she hadn’t seen in years.

There was no reason to come see this stranger again.

Somehow, the other party seemed certain that she would come to find her.

Was it some kind of psychological suggestion? Because she said so, did Yvonne subconsciously feel she should come find her?

Yvonne felt a bit displeased deep down, but she couldn’t help it. In this situation, she really couldn’t think of anyone else to confide in.

“I can see the confusion accumulating in your heart. What is it? Did you come this time to discuss something with me?”

“…I suppose so.”

This kind of perceptiveness consistently made her feel uncomfortable.

The Witch Lady swirled the glass in her hand. In the shadows, her face seemed to wear an enigmatic expression, neither quite a smile nor not.

“Sit down first.”