Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

—She wanted to become someone like her.

For the first time, such a wish arose.

Originally, she thought that for someone like herself, just being able to survive was a luxury. After all, just as those adults said, she was a worthless, useless person, a child called a ‘witch’ who brought misfortune.

No one would love her, no one would need her,

She couldn’t even find the resolve to do bad things—being such a weak existence, she probably wouldn’t amount to anything in the future.

No… forget the future, she might just die like this.

Adults often said that winter was the season that robbed lives.

Elsa understood this saying more deeply than children from ordinary families who could enjoy peace and happiness.

In the cold winter days, curled up in a corner, because today was also without food, helplessly lifted by her ‘master’, the hunger and pain of days made her feel suffocated and dizzy,

Was she going to be abandoned again?

What terrible timing…

Snow began to howl outside the window,

If it continued like this, would she die?

She probably would die.

Even she believed this,

Yet such a person as herself was saved by her.

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“Y-Young Miss… what are you doing?”

Elsa, embraced early in the morning, asked shyly with a blushing face,

“This?—This is a morning greeting!”

This was a lie, actually she simply wanted to hug her.

Yvonne felt her skill at making excuses was becoming more proficient, and she began to admire her increasingly thick skin.

But there was no other way, someone had to take the initiative.

Otherwise, they couldn’t move forward.

“…A morning greeting?”

Elsa still couldn’t understand this.

“Mm-hmm… this is called a ‘hug greeting’!”

…She must be lying.

Having lived with the Young Miss in this mansion for some time, Elsa had never seen her give such a greeting to others.

Although she felt useless, her mind worked quite fast, a skill of ‘observance’ honed through her vagrant life.

This wasn’t likeable for a child, which little Elsa knew well, so she deliberately tried to conceal this precocious behavior.

If she acted more like a child her age, would she like her more?

Although she understood the other was fooling her, the feeling wasn’t unpleasant.

Rather, Elsa also enjoyed this physical contact.

The small, soft body embraced her.

In contrast, her weak self was supported by her.

The lively hug felt especially warm in the increasingly cold winter days.

It felt like being saved by her cheerfulness and passion.

Thinking this was special treatment just for her, little Elsa felt elated, but then felt disrespectful for having such thoughts.

The disparity in their status made her try to restrain herself, struggling not to have such disrespectful thoughts

That’s why she wanted to become someone like her.

Rather than ‘wanting to become someone equally excellent as her’, the fundamental aim was actually ‘to become someone worthy of her’—but the current Elsa couldn’t realize this yet.

“Do you feel lonely staying in the room alone?”

She shook her head.

Because Yvonne normally had to attend various social activities and noble lessons, she couldn’t always accompany Elsa, so she could only leave her in her room like this, entrusting her care to a few trustworthy maids.

“Then… if you feel lonely, you must tell me.”

As she spoke, she reached out her hand, gently caressing Elsa’s cheek.

Sometimes the Young Miss would make such mature gestures like an adult, which felt a bit strange.

Her beautiful honey-colored golden hair swayed slightly with her movements, her light-colored eyes slightly raised, her delicate features like a doll, every inch captivating.

Whether it was her childish parts or her slightly mature aspects, they all made Elsa’s heart flutter.

This feeling… what exactly was it?

In a period when the differences between sexes were still vague and unclear, before realizing what this feeling was, she developed an unusual emotion towards this girl who was the same gender as her.

This Young Miss was unexpectedly very caring.

Unlike herself.

Though they were of similar age, she was superior to Elsa in every way.

This gentleness and this strength, she envied them all.

This enormous happiness that fell from the sky felt unreal, as if it might dissipate at any moment.

Could she really have such happiness?

“Young Miss, you have classes today. Please get up quickly to wash and prepare.”

The maid Linda brought the schoolbag, seeing the two still in bed without changing clothes, she urged repeatedly,

“Let me hug her a bit longer~”

“Young Miss… you’ll be late for the magic instructor’s class, you know?”

Looking at the two children hugging each other, Linda sighed helplessly,

Even if she liked to dote on this little stray cat she picked up, shouldn’t there be a limit?

Because the one picked up was a girl, the Duke had turned a blind eye to this matter after learning about it, but Linda still couldn’t quite accept it.

If she had to say, this might be jealousy.

To make an inappropriate comparison, it felt like a carefully raised pedigree kitten had been led astray by a stray cat, which inevitably made her, as the servant who had been raising the kitten, feel disheartened.

However, seeing the Young Miss’s satisfied expression, Linda could only silently give her blessings.

“Alright, alright, I know…”

Urged by the maid, remembering that always strict grey-bearded grandfather, she finally reluctantly let go,

…!

Too absorbed in her embrace, she let go earlier than expected, resulting in Elsa still clutching her nightgown without letting go.

“I-I’m so sorry, Young Miss!”

Realizing this, little Elsa let go in panic, as if electrocuted,

“It’s alright…”

Yvonne comforted her, realizing that the current Elsa was depending on her, a small sense of satisfaction also arose in her heart.

She’s so cute…

But… indeed…

Keeping her confined in the room like this, she must feel lonely…

Is there a way to keep her by my side all the time?

Yvonne pondered methods to increase her time with Elsa.

Got it!

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, she had a sudden idea and said to Linda:

“Oh right—let’s have Elsa attend classes together!”

“Young Miss… if you make such arbitrary decisions, the Master will be angry again, you know?”

“I’ll handle Father!”

She insisted strongly,

“Linda, please prepare a set of magic class materials for Elsa too, I beg you!”