The Villainess Whom I Had Served for 13 Years Has Fallen

TLed by NolepGuy

Chapter 186

When I first fell into this world.

I raised my middle finger toward the god who must be somewhere.

-Does this even make sense….

I had lived a good life, worked hard as an orphan abandoned by my parents, only to be betrayed by god.

Since it wasn’t the job of a being called god to backstab an angel who donated despite their poor circumstances, I cursed at god with a reverent heart.

-Does being a beggar make any sense…. Damn…

If I was going to be possessed anyway, they could’ve made me the protagonist or a rich person, but instead, I ended up possessed as a beggar in the slums. How could I possibly feel good about that? I couldn’t.

After a brief period of wandering.

I began to adapt to life in the slums. Cursing at god didn’t change anything, and I didn’t even know why I was possessed, so blindly complaining felt ridiculous.

I think I had no choice but to accept it.

Life in the slums, which began like that, wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be. Life in the slums, which seemed like it would be nothing but grim and difficult, turned out to be surprisingly fun.

-Hey, newbie!

-Casual speech?

-When you see a senior, you should greet them.

-Ah…. Your words are short.

‘Thud!’

If I didn’t like something, I fought.

If someone picked a fight, I fought.

If I thought I’d lose due to a difference in weight class, I grabbed a weapon and fought.

It wasn’t much different from the orphanage in my previous life. The orphanage was also a harsh world where only the strong survived.

Of course, instead of teachers who stopped bigger fights, there were vagrants, and if you let your guard down, you could be sold into slavery, but the fact that I was alone didn’t change between my previous life and my current life.

That’s why my personality was nasty.

I often got into fights.

I didn’t go easy on anyone just because they were younger.

With the experience I had accumulated as an orphan in my previous life, I knew all too well the ruthlessness of kids who would climb all over you if you showed them mercy even once, so I deliberately treated them coldly. Besides, my personality back then wasn’t as good as it is now, so I got angry easily.

-I was wrong.

-I don’t know. Is that really how you feel?

-I said I was wrong!

-I said I don’t know.

A reasonable defeat by fists sometimes served as life advice for the kids.

-I won’t act cocky anymore.

-Good.

Maybe the elite course I had climbed step by step in the orphanage gave me strength, because when I came to my senses, I had become the King of the Alley.

Of course, I got beaten up a lot too.

There were too many restrictions to beat adult delinquents with a child’s body.

The bakery owner.

Delinquents who came to collect money.

Nobles with nasty personalities.

I got beaten up by so many people that I couldn’t even count.

Even so, the only reason I could become the King of the Alley was my persistence in paying back twice as much whenever I was wronged.

I kept an eye on the delinquents, but that didn’t mean they didn’t keep an eye on me either.

Whether it was my suspiciously excellent business acumen.

-This month’s tribute money.

-Have you seriously thought about working under us?

-Screw off.

Or my cruelty in paying back twice as much when wronged.

-Hey, it’s Snake Eyes.

-Snake Eyes? That crazy bastard is that kid?

-Yeah.

Because I had grown into someone people couldn’t approach easily, not many dared to mess with me.

I was better at handling things than other kids.

-Pretty Older Sister!

-Oh? Are you talking to me?

-Yes! Pretty Older Sister, please give me some money!

-You’re cute.

With my past experience in begging, I became a perfect beggar who felt no shame, showing the kids the potential of begging as a job and becoming their material benefactor with my unique begging methods.

-Here, this is how you beg.

That’s why many kids followed me.

There were kids who disliked me, but I took care of even those kids and kept living diligently.

I met various people.

A kid who would become an antagonist in the novel.

A noble who kicked over my begging tin, calling it filthy.

And the protagonist of the novel, walking the streets holding his father’s hand.

-Dad!

-What is it, Yuria?

-Is the capital city supposed to sparkle like this?

-I’m not sure either, since it’s been a while since I’ve been here. Hold my hand tightly.

-Okay!

It was fascinating.

I thought, ‘I really have been possessed,’ and felt a grand sense of becoming something.

The status window that appeared before my eyes.

The supernatural ability to see others’ favorability.

And the feeling of actually seeing the characters from the novel—all of it was new and exciting.

Among them, the person who left the deepest impression was the Young Lady.

I never imagined I’d meet the person I most wanted to avoid and stay away from on the street.

The day I first met the Young Lady was just another ordinary day.

A day when the mundane routine of begging and stealing bread, only to get beaten up, was in full swing.

That’s when I first saw the Young Lady in her fancy dress.

-Ah, life is so damn miserable~!

The noble Young Lady in her fancy dress briskly approached, muttering to herself about missing a democratic society.

The Young Lady will never know how scared I was when I first saw her affinity window.

[Desmond Olivia Lv.6]

Job: Noble Lady

Favorability: -30

Favorite conversation topics: I’m beautiful./I’m the best in the world./Today, I’m the Fist King of this area./I’m bored./I’m hungry./Chocolate./Just you wait./Fighting.

Her interests, as a villainess who walked around with more than ten bodyguards, were more villainous than any kid I’d ever seen.

The Young Lady kicked over my begging tin and shouted.

-Shut up! Beggar!

-Who the hell are you?

Of course, back then, I wasn’t afraid of anything, so I didn’t back down. I thought it was a one-time encounter, so I acted recklessly too.

-Kid? Did you just call me a kid?

-Who else would I be talking about?

-Eeeek!!!

Victory was mine.

My experience rolling around in the slums and the dogfight skills I honed in my previous life helped me win.

The fight with the Young Lady, who had plucked countless nobles’ hair in high society, wasn’t easy, but I managed to win.

The Young Lady, now covered in dust, wiped the dirt from her mouth and glared at me.

With a face that screamed she was dying of frustration.

-You, I’ll kill you.

-Go drink your mother’s milk first.

-You eat it!

-I don’t have a mother.

-Uh… well…! I’ll give you money, so go buy some!

And that’s how I started building a relationship with the Young Lady.

It wasn’t a normal meeting.

Becoming friends after fighting—what are we, fools? But Olivia and I became close in this foolish way.

-You came again today?

-Yeah! Today, I’m going to beat you senseless.

-Pfft.

The Lady Villainess who visited every day.

And me, who found her bothersome.

-You little bastard!

-Little bastard~

-Stop copying me!

-Stop copying me~

-Sniff… sniffle…

-Don’t cry. I’m sorry.

I really was a crazy bastard. A commoner fighting with a High Noble’s daughter was enough to warrant immediate execution.

If the Young Lady hadn’t shouted at the approaching Bodyguard Knights, “Don’t touch this guy! If you do, I’ll kill you!” I might’ve ended up as a corpse on the cold street by now.

Anyway, that’s how we became friends.

-Ddi-pal!

-What.

-What’s that? It looks different from the others.

-Limited edition begging tin.

-Oh… give it to me.

-No. What would you even do with it?

-Just give it to me!

-I said no.

The Young Lady once sat beside me out of curiosity and learned how to beg.

-What are you doing?

-Begging.

-Why?

-It seemed like it’d be fun.

I often laughed at the sight of the Young Lady, with her chubby cheeks, sitting on the street and holding out a begging tin to the knights.

-Put it in!

-…

-I said, put it in!

Looking back now, I think being her Bodyguard wasn’t an easy job. It must’ve been hard to handle a Young Lady who did all sorts of eccentric things just because they seemed fun.

Maybe that’s why they slipped me some bribes.

-Today’s a rivershot.

-Huh?

-Today, hit her… right in the side. The Young Miss caused another scene today.

-Ahaha…

The Young Lady was my main source of income.

Every time she visited me, she would hand over ten gold coins from her knight, clueless about the ways of the world, and I would chat with her as her companion.

Whatever the case, the Young Lady was also my benefactor.

-You’re really good at fighting.

-I know.

-Who taught you?

-I taught myself.

-Oh… why did you learn?

-Because I had to be strong to survive.

I said something edgy like, “A greenhouse flower like you wouldn’t understand me,” but the Young Lady boldly retorted.

-It’s because you’re a beggar.

-You little…

-Ack! Why are you hitting me? I’m right!

-That’s it. Today, I’m going to teach you what judo is.

-Eeeek!

The Lady Villainess was dumber than I thought.

Naive and foolish.

Of course, she still had that personality where she had to get what she wanted to feel satisfied, but as I watched her after being possessed, my perception of her began to change to, “She’s better than I thought.”

Our friendship grew.

And as we began to look forward to the time we’d meet.

An unexpected event occurred.

It was a rainy day.

A day when the rain poured relentlessly.

Grumbling about the Young Lady not showing up, I took shelter from the rain under the bridge and saw a familiar boy.

[Mikhail]

Job: Orphan

Favorability: 0

Favorite conversation topics: Mother/Teddy Bear/I’ll definitely return/I wasn’t abandoned/Fairy Tale/Prince.

Disliked conversation topics: Orphan/Abandonment/Loneliness/Bad Words.

-Ah, this is bad.

Today, I plan to talk about this story.

About my first meeting with Mikhail.