The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

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The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

Intermission: Second Round ①

“Uwaaaah!!!”

On that day, Lewis woke up before Miria usually came to wake him.

“Hah, hah. Wh-where is this…?”

While Lewis tried to steady his ragged breathing in his hazy consciousness, he scanned the room.

“My… room? But why…?”

As Lewis slowly regained his memories, he couldn’t understand why he was in this room.

“I shouldn’t be here. I definitely died after the hero cut off my head! Was that just a dream?”

Lewis gently placed his hand on his neck to confirm, and there was a perfectly intact neck there, yet the sensation of being sliced moments ago lingered clearly, reminding him that it was not a dream but reality.

“This is strange. What’s going on?”

While he struggled to understand the situation, a maid knocked on the door and entered the room.

“…Miria?”

“Good morning, Lord Lewis.”

Although she was a maid he had known for a long time, she looked strikingly different from the impression he had of her, leaving him bewildered.

“You seem… younger.”

“What do you mean? I’m 15 years old, so I’m still quite young!”

“15 years old…”

The Miria he knew had a more mature aura and was supposed to be around 20.

But upon closer inspection, he realized this was indeed his room from five years ago, and Miria’s face and figure still held an innocent charm.

“So, I’ve traveled back to the past?”

“Is something wrong?”

Lewis desperately tried to wrap his mind around the present situation, but he couldn’t comprehend why he had returned to the past or what the current circumstances were.

“More importantly, Lord Lewis, today is your first meeting with your fiancée. We must hurry to prepare!”

“A meeting with my fiancée?”

“Yes, your father mentioned it the other day!”

“…I see.”

Upon hearing Miria’s words, Lewis realized that he had returned on the day he would be engaged to Iris, and he started to think about what he should do first.

(For now, since I don’t understand the situation, it might be best to live cautiously and observe. And then… Iris.)

Just thinking about Iris made his heart race, and he found himself wanting to see her soon.

(I definitely like Iris. So, what I should do is treat her kindly.)

Lewis remembered every terrible thing he had done to her before he returned from death.

“In hindsight, that was truly awful.”

Having died once, Lewis could now view his past from a distance and recognize his mistakes as mistakes.

“If I like her, I should be kind to her… That makes sense.”

Recalling the hero’s words just before his death, he got out of bed while pondering what he should do first, letting Miria handle his preparations.

“Miria, can you prepare some flowers right now?”

“Flowers? That’s possible if I get permission to pick from the lady’s garden… But what do you need them for?”

Miria looked at Lewis with a somewhat puzzled expression, which was understandable given Lewis’s past selfishness and disinterest in flowers.

“No, I want to prepare them for my fiancée. I’m sorry for the sudden request, but can you do it?”

“…”

“Miria?”

“…Ah, I-I’m sorry. I was surprised by your sudden request. Flowers, then. A bouquet would be better, right? I’ll direct another maid to prepare it.”

With that, Miria left the room and quickly returned.

“Thank you for waiting. The bouquet should be ready shortly. Lord Lewis, let’s get you ready as well.”

“Right.”

Just like last time, Lewis let Miria prepare him. Before leaving the room, he glanced at her for a moment.

“Miria.”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for always being here. You’re a great help.”

“…”

Miria was taken aback by Lewis’s sudden words, her usual expression shifting to one of surprise.

“Come on, let’s go. Father and the others are waiting.”

Lewis turned his face forward to hide his slightly blushing ears and hurried down the hallway, trying to conceal his embarrassment.

(I don’t know why I went back to the past, but since I got this chance, I’ll be kind to everyone this time. And also, I need to get strong enough not to lose to anyone next time. That way, she’ll surely…)

Having decided to make the most of the second chance given to him, Lewis headed towards Iris, thinking about how to make a good first impression.

“Lewis, where did that bouquet come from?”

“Th-this is…”

“Hehe, of course, it’s a present for your fiancée, right?”

“Oh, is that so?”

Lewis’s parents watched him holding the bouquet with nervous expressions, feeling their hearts warm at the sight.

“Here they come.”

Lewis’s father, Edward, said as he spotted a carriage slowly approaching the mansion.

When the carriage stopped, the girl Lewis had longed for descended, assisted by her father.

(Iris.)

The moment he saw her, his heart raced even more, and just looking at her made his face heat up.

“Oh dear. Lewis is completely fixated on her.”

Elise felt a sense of cuteness at her son showing such a side for the first time as she and Edward welcomed the three from the Pestrose family.

“Lewis, come here.”

Called by Elise, Lewis approached Iris and the others as Elise gently pushed his back and introduced him.

“This is my son, Lewis. Lewis, please introduce yourself.”

“Yes. Heir of House Valentine, Lewis Valentine. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Thank you for the courtesy. I am Mile Pestrose, head of the Pestrose family. And this young lady is…”

“Second daughter of the Pestrose family, Iris Pestrose. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Lewis was entranced by Iris’s blooming smile that he hadn’t seen in a while, and for a moment, he found himself unable to move, still holding the bouquet.

“Come on, Lewis. You have something to give her, right?”

“…Ah, yes. Ms. Pestrose, please take this.”

Feeling a bit shy, Lewis handed the bouquet to Iris, who received it with a joyful smile.

“It’s such a beautiful bouquet! I’m so happy!”

“I’m glad you like it.”

He really wanted to say something more thoughtful, but once again, Lewis found himself lost in Iris’s beauty, unable to get the words out.

“Lewis, don’t worry about us. You and Miss Iris go take a look at the garden.”

“Right. After all, show her some other flowers too.”

It seemed that Lewis’s parents had already sensed his feelings and were being considerate, giving them time alone.

“Thank you very much. So, Miss Pestrose, would you like to join me in the garden?”

“Yes, I’d love to!”

Lewis said this while extending his hand to Iris, and she happily took it.

Thus, the two began walking toward the garden, while their parents smiled as they watched them leave.

When they arrived in the garden, Lewis guided Iris at a leisurely pace, explaining the area as they walked.

“This is a place my mother took great care in creating, where flowers grow in the cooler temperatures of summer in the duke’s territory. The gardener has been working on cultivating various species alongside improvement projects, and there are many flowers here.”

“Is that so? Indeed, there are so many flowers here that I’ve never seen even in the western side of the Pestrose territory. The flowers you gave me are lovely white ones too.”

Iris gazed at the bouquet she received from Lewis with intrigue, and they continued to explore the various blooms in the garden.

“If you’d like, please visit us in winter. We also have rare flowers in the greenhouse, but unfortunately, it’s not the right season now…”

“Hehe, I see. Then if I get the chance, I’ll make sure to come visit.”

Though it would be quite difficult to reach Valentine territory in winter due to heavy snowfall, Lewis wanted an excuse to see Iris again.

“Oh, is it alright if I call you by your first name?”

“Yes, of course! May I call you Lewis as well?”

“Please do!”

Lewis was so excited to be allowed to call her by name that he replied rather quickly.

“Ahaha! You’re quite the amusing fellow, Lewis.”

Iris laughed at his reaction, causing him a bit of embarrassment as he looked away.

The two continued to chat about Iris’s favorite flowers as they leisurely strolled through the garden, and once they finished looking around, they headed toward the reception room.