Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Perhaps because it was market day, today’s bazaar was much livelier than usual.

“We’ve bought enough, let’s head back… Huh? Where did Evie go??”

In just a moment of inattention, how did she run off there?

Seeing Yvonne enthusiastically swaying between stalls, Elsa felt quite helpless.

It was just like an unleashed dog; this noble young miss was full of curiosity about everything in the commoner’s market.

There was a sense of déjà vu…

Recalling the evil source of the potion bought at the festival night market, Elsa broke out in a cold sweat.

No good, she couldn’t let her buy any more strange things!

Elsa, having made this determination, completely forgot that she was the one who ultimately bought that potion.

She had to stop her before triggering some weird event!

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This is… glasses??

Yvonne was somewhat surprised, as she hadn’t expected to see such an item at a rural town’s market.

The gold-rimmed glasses were displayed on an old wooden table, seemingly incompatible with their elegant quality, but this further accentuated the lightweight and simple craftsmanship of the spectacles.

Nearsightedness was considered a rich person’s ailment in this world.

Because apart from wealthy households that could purchase large quantities of books, common people rarely had the opportunity to become nearsighted.

In Yvonne’s impression, making glasses still required considerable craftsmanship.

So she was curious about what kind of person could make glasses.

“Sister, are you interested in my wares?”

The vendor was a bespectacled, refined young man who looked not much older than herself, probably around 20 years old.

The young man was neatly dressed, and one could see that his clothes were of good quality, though the color was somewhat faded and the cuffs were quite worn.

Could it be… a fallen noble from somewhere?

Thinking of her own situation, the similar circumstances made Yvonne want to support this young man’s business.

Moreover, she was genuinely interested in what he was selling.

“Are these ‘glasses’?”

Yvonne knew her question might seem foolish, but she still wanted to confirm.

“Yes, these are glasses I polished using magic. There are different thicknesses of lenses to choose from—rest assured, I’m quite confident in my precision control.”

“…May I try them on?”

“Of course. Glasses are meaningless if they don’t fit—but please let me handle changing the lenses, as they’re very delicate items.”

“Alright.”

Due to frequently staying up late reading, Yvonne felt her eyesight had been getting worse lately.

The vendor also took out something similar to an eye chart.

“Can you see this?”

“Wait a moment, I feel a bit dizzy wearing these…”

“Hmm, these actually make things blurrier…”

“…Ah!”

Finally, after selecting a suitable pair of lenses, Yvonne felt everything before her eyes become clear.

“These are perfect!”

The world before her eyes became clearer, stirring her emotions.

With these, she could read even better!

Seeing the blonde novice nun before him so happy, the young man also smiled, pleased that his product was appreciated.

“To be honest, you’re my first customer. For this gold-plated frame and lenses together, I’ll charge you two gold coins.”

“Two gold coins?”

Yvonne hesitated.

When she was still a noble daughter, Yvonne had seen many valuable crafts, so she knew these finely made glasses were worth the price.

But…

This was two gold coins!

One gold coin could buy enough bread to fill a whole cart and still have some left over.

If buying wine, you could even have enough to bathe in (of course, please don’t actually bathe in wine, you’ll get alcohol poisoning).

The gold coins of the Oz Kingdom had the king’s head on the front and a sun design on the back, also called sun gold coins, while silver coins had moons imprinted.

Each sun gold coin, according to fluctuating market rates, could exchange for about 100 moon silver coins, which was also the simple currency calculation in the game.

An adult male’s wage was only about 70-80 silver coins per month.

If she were still a duke’s daughter, this amount of money would be nothing to her.

However, now thinking that this money could be used to improve the children’s lives or buy more clothes for Elsa, she couldn’t bring herself to use it for herself.

Yvonne was very conflicted. After all, such good items weren’t always available, but two gold coins indeed exceeded her budget somewhat.

What to do…

She really wanted them…

But they were a bit expensive…

Secretly watching Yvonne’s hesitation from behind, Elsa could barely hold back her laughter.

How cute.

She was quite generous when buying things for herself and the children, but when it came to herself, she became so conflicted.

“I’ll pay for it. I’m buying this.”

Finally, Elsa couldn’t help but step forward. She took out two shiny gold coins from her pocket and handed them to the young man.

“…Elsa?”

She suddenly appeared from behind, startling Yvonne.

“Wait… where did you get so much money?”

“Of course I saved it from working part-time.”

She winked at Yvonne.

“…Don’t spend your hard-earned money on such non-essentials.”

Knowing where this money came from, Yvonne felt distressed. This was even more painful than spending her own money!

Although Elsa had the advantage of magic and could do anything well, work was never easy.

If Elsa had to pay, Yvonne would rather not have it.

“It’s not unnecessary at all! Since you like it, Evie, it’s more valuable than anything!”

Seeing that Yvonne wanted to refuse, she angrily retorted, looking somewhat aggrieved:

“…I just want to give you something you like. Haven’t you bought me many things too, Evie? Let me give you something in return for once?”

After paying, she took the glasses from the young man and faced Yvonne. Elsa unfolded the frame,

“Don’t refuse—I’ll be angry!”

Having no choice, Yvonne closed her eyes and allowed her to personally put the glasses on her face.

After putting on the glasses, before she could open her eyes, she heard Elsa in front of her exclaim in amazement.

“…They suit you so well!”

Or rather, they were almost too perfect—!

Yvonne, now wearing glasses, finally relaxed her brow which had been furrowed due to nearsightedness. Her gaze was no longer fierce, but rather revealed a very gentle expression.

Now, appearing before her was a completely intellectual beauty—

“…Do they suit me?”

Nearly dazzled by the intellectual beauty before her, Elsa began her nonsensical talk:

“Evie! Next time you kiss me, can you wear the glasses—Mmph!!”

“—What silly things are you saying in front of others!”

Hurriedly covering Elsa’s mouth, Yvonne apologized repeatedly with a red face, picked up their purchases, and dragging the muffled Elsa, hastily left the stall of the vendor who had somehow already donned sunglasses.