Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Capella was not a large city, nor was it situated at a strategic hub like some thriving trade towns.

This remote small town had a fairly stable population, with no nearby famous scenery. Apart from passing travelers, basically no outsiders would come here specifically.

So young girls like Elsa and Yvonne were quite popular here. Seeing unfamiliar young and beautiful girls, the town residents were all very enthusiastic.

Moreover, because the two wore plain-colored habits, street vendors either gave them a ten percent discount or threw in extra freebies that seemed like they were losing money.

“A full hundred sticks, plus fifty extra as a gift, here you go, young lady!”

“—!!”

When receiving a large bundle of dried willow branches from the uncle’s hands, Elsa felt her shoulders suddenly sink heavily, nearly stumbling and falling to the ground.

“…I didn’t expect this to be so heavy.”

Seeing her about to topple over, Yvonne stepped forward.

“Don’t force yourself, let me carry the heavy things.”

She naturally took the heavy branches tied together with grass rope from Elsa’s hands, her boyfriend-like strength making Elsa, as the girlfriend, swoon.

“Why are you grinning like an idiot again, really… People are laughing.”

Seeing her start to generate pink flowers towards her again, and realizing the warm gazes from nearby housewives, Yvonne felt even more embarrassed and could only urge her forward:

“There’s still a lot to buy, let’s go quickly—”

Because her hands were full, she could only use her body to gently push her, wanting to hurry her to the next stop, but due to misjudging the swell of her chest, it turned into a ball-carrying collision.

“Ah… sorry.”

Through the thin summer clothes, she felt the sensation of that warm pair,

The moment the soft and elastic twin peaks connected with her back, the melting sensation made Elsa feel as if she had witnessed the birth of the universe.

“…Evie.”

“Hm?”

“That just now… can we do it a few more times?”

“Huh?”

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“But, what are these things used for?”

Yvonne looked curiously at the slender black branches in her hand, not much thicker than a pinky finger.

They’re too thin to use as firewood, what are they for?

“Eh… could it be Evie hasn’t used these before?”

“I really haven’t…”

But Elsa could somewhat understand. After all, Yvonne was born into nobility, so it was quite normal that she hadn’t used such commoner items.

To explain to Yvonne, she pulled out one stick from the bundle to demonstrate.

“This is a ‘tooth stick’!”

The so-called tooth stick is a substitute for a toothbrush.

With this world’s manufacturing technology and tech points, they still couldn’t extract plastic from petroleum, so they couldn’t make the kind of toothbrush with dense bristles that modern people are familiar with.

After peeling the bark off these special willow twigs, soaking the split end in water softens it, allowing it to be teased out into many fine, soft fibers that can be used as a toothbrush substitute.

Finely ground charcoal powder, plus a bit of coarse salt, can be used to clean teeth. The drawback is that wood fragments easily get stuck between teeth, so it’s not recommended for people with large gaps between their teeth.

“…So the small wooden sticks the children use to brush their teeth in the morning are made from this?”

Yvonne finally had some recollection.

As a former noble, Yvonne had always used finely crafted bristle toothbrushes.

Using the thickest, hardest hair from a horse’s neck, threading it through pre-drilled dense small holes in animal bone and tying it securely, they could create something with a structure similar to modern toothbrushes. However, bristles made from animal hair weren’t as durable as nylon fibers, so they needed frequent replacement. But as one might expect, such complexly manufactured items with expensive raw materials were too luxurious for commoners, so most would choose the cheap and plentiful tooth sticks.

“Yes, this is just convenient for buying and selling, so they’re directly bundled together as long strips… After splitting with a small knife, they become the tooth brushes we use daily.”

“…I see.”

She gained some more knowledge about this other world.

“And… regarding this… there’s actually something special…”

Elsa held the slender willow branch, her face turning slightly red.

“Generally speaking, tooth sticks are one per person, and when they’re almost used up or need replacing, you just split off another section to continue using… But if two people use the same one…”

“What happens if you use the same one?”

“…It means the two people are hus-husb…”

Holding up the willow branch, Elsa’s voice got smaller and her face got redder as she spoke.

“Husband and wife?”

“…Mm.”

Hearing herself say that embarrassing term, she nodded with a red face.

After all, teeth grow in the mouth, which is considered a very private part for people in this still not very open other world.

So only married couples would have such an intimate relationship.

Yvonne felt somewhat surprised.

…She didn’t expect such a small tree branch to have so many considerations.

But,

Something for the two of them together…

Regardless of which world or era,

Girls in love always like to find some physical tokens to try to prove their feelings.

Harboring such naive thoughts, entrusting their true feelings to physical objects,

‘Wanting to become a pair with that person’

These actions that her former self would have seen as foolish and worthless.

Now, because of the person beside her, her view had changed.

This wasn’t bad either.

Although a bit sentimental, it was nice.

Thinking of this, Yvonne picked up where she left off:

“Then… starting tomorrow, I’ll try using this too.”

“…Eh?”

“Remember to give me half of yours.”

“Evie~~~~”

With a face full of emotion, Elsa put down the other things she was carrying and hugged her.

“Not just this! Please also take half of my remaining life!!”

“Too heavy! It’s too heavy! Let go quickly— Things are going to fall!!”

“~~No! I won’t let go until Evie agrees!”

“Idiot— This kind of thing should be said in a more solemn occasion, right?!”

In her haste, she inadvertently spoke her inner thoughts.

Realizing her slip of the tongue, Yvonne’s face immediately turned bright red.

“Mo-more… more formal occasion…”

Elsa loosened her grip in a daze.

“…Evie, could it be you’ve even considered marriage?”

Honestly, Elsa herself hadn’t dared to think that far yet.

“When considering future things… it’s normal to think about that kind of thing, right?”

Because she was already happy enough now, if she were to be even happier on top of this, she might faint.

“—I’m dating you very seriously, you know.”

…She already felt dizzy now.

“El-Elsa?? What’s wrong, could it be heatstroke??”