I’m a Villainess but the Capture Target is too Abnormal - Chapter 5
Translator: Feng YouYue
One by one, we advanced one piece at a time and I stayed on the defensive. Early enough to start the game it was clear that it was being slightly dominated by Raid Nocturne, but not so much that an upset was hopeless and completely out of my ability. It could still be done.
“You seem to be getting used to it a lot, have you played before?”
I can’t say that I’ve actually been messing around with online games, and I give a vague smile.
To begin with, I’m not good at talking while playing games. Maybe it’s partly because I was basically a solo player. It was normal for me to play the game in silence, so I couldn’t speak at all. Then Raid Nocturne said, “Oh, yeah!” He looked at me as if he had an idea.
“Hey, how about the loser does whatever the winner says?”
What makes you think that? If you did it often enough, would you even start playing betting games? Are you a genuine gambler or something?
As I was confused by the idea of a social strongman I couldn’t understand, I suddenly realized about the rewards for winning.
No, the fact that I could do whatever I wanted means that if I won this game, I could have my way with him. That is. If I win and say, “I’m going to ask you to break off this engagement right now,” I can easily avoid a dead end. There’s no chance of … no way.
There’s no way I can say it. If I tell them that ‘I’ve won a chess game and I’m breaking off the engagement.’ There’s no doubt in my mind that my parents will think I’m joking. When it’s received and destroyed in the future, it will certainly make a large impact.
If I win, there is nothing to be gained. If I lose, what would Raid Nocturne wish for me? I can’t think of anything right now, so we’re talking about, hey, hey, “I want you to break off the engagement” or something like that. Please. If I did, I’d nod my head in two words. I looked over and his King’s position came into view.
Now I can put the Bishop down and win. In a near-reflexive hand movement, I cornered the King of Raid Nocturne and called him checkmate. I was stunned. I’ve won, I’ve won, I’ve won. I’ve beaten Raid Nocturne. What’s a checkmate? My life is a checkmate. What am I going to do, if I offend him, I’m dead. As I watched his behavior with fear, he said, “Wow, I lost. I thought I was going to be pretty strong, but that’s great,” he began to praise me.
Apparently, he doesn’t care about winning or losing. Thankfully, his heart is generous. The quintessential well-behaved, friendly to everyone; Raid Nocturne. The vessel is different since he was ten years old. I’m not even going to raise my hand.
“Now, is there anything I can do for you?”
As I was relieved, Raid Nocturne cut to the chase about wishes in the same moment. What wish should it be? Or rather, this is not the place to express your own wishes in a body that communicates your wishes, but rather. Is it?
Think about my wishes and see if I can somehow use them. Yes, I don’t have to say it here, but I have the bargaining power in me to suddenly state my intentions and make them understand. What? No, no. None at all. I have no bargaining power, no voice, no psychological manipulation, no public speaking skills. If I did, I wouldn’t say, “Ha-ha”.
You wouldn’t say, “A-ha-ha”? It’s pretty much the only time I get to tell you.
“So if you see a woman of your choice whom you feel is destined for you, will you make sure to tell me about it?”
“What does that mean?”
“I want to help. The world will sooner or later have more freedom in love. That’s why I want to be sure to do everything I can to help you end our engagement. Really. I will do my best to help.” Please let this good faith reach Raid Nocturne. “All I ask for is the stability of my family and the lives of my servants.” I bow my head with all my heart.
“You’re not open to an engagement?”
Raid Nocturne approached me in a confused manner. Indeed, at this point in time, Raid Nocturne hadn’t yet met the main character, so at this point, the fiance saying “I’ll help you break up” is just a “what the hell is she talking about?”.
Not a declaration of cooperation and total surrender by your fiancé, but an extension of a suspicious person who suddenly emits an “ah-ha” It’s just a word above. But I have to push through.
“Marriage is between people who love each other, you see. They’re meant to be together for life.”
Putting it this way, at least they’ll take it as the words of a romantic supremacist lady, not a suspicious person. And Raid Nocturne once said the same thing. So I put my hand on the chess set to remind myself that it’s going okay, and start putting it away.
“Who you love, huh?”
It felt like his voice was chilling for a moment as I moved my hands so tightly that I didn’t look at Raid Nocturne. Pretending not to notice, I fixed my gaze downward and continued to clean up, and unexpectedly he said, “Hey, I’m not sure I don’t like it?” He threw a bomb at me in a flat, no-nonsense tone of voice.
Why am I asking the question of hell again? Why, among all the topics of hobbies, musical tastes, food preferences, ornaments and paintings possible, do you ask such a hardball question at the speed of sound? He threw a hardball. I don’t know what that means.
But maybe this is the honest question of a ten-year-old. It shouldn’t have any other intentions.
“…No, what I’m trying to say is that I’m not worthy of being with Raid-sama. When the woman of your destiny appears in the future, your engagement with me will surely be an obstacle, won’t it? I don’t want my existence to get in the way of someone’s future … happiness … of their love life.”
Raid Nocturne’s response, which exudes skepticism as best it can, makes me uneasy.
I know you’re skeptical, but you’re going to fall in love with your destiny five years from now. And that love is going to kill me. I want to say that, but I can’t.
But I can’t think of any other good words, and I’m at a loss. Only the sound of a large clock ticking its second hand echoes in the quiet room like a wake.
Let’s listen to the sound of the national second hand, if there was a contest, we could definitely win it now.
And so the hellish silence continued. It was cut off in the evening when both parents visited the room to say it was time to go, and we continued being silent, as if we were exploring each other’s inner workings.
When I returned to the mansion from Nocturne’s mansion, I finished my hot water bath and headed to bed without dinner. I lay in a daze, staring at the ceiling and thinking about today.
Today, I had created an infernal silence at the Nocturne house. And on the carriage ride home, I regretted that in a big way. But now that I’m home and time has passed, I have a strange sense of relief in my heart. Today, I thought I had screwed up by being suspicious and creating the silence of hell at the mansion.Now that we’ve stepped away from the threat of the Raid Nocturne, the longer I think about it, the less bad it seems. Because to Raid Nocturne, ‘Mystia Arlen is a completely suspicious person,’ that’s the impression I tried to portray.
Few people want to associate with a suspicious person.
Even if they don’t act now, if they continue to do so, the story of the engagement should flow. Mystia would not have created a situation of silence in arranging the engagement. And even if she would have forced the engagement to take place, she would not have done anything to dissolve it. It wasn’t, and I’m definitely not giving off a suspicious feeling.
My behavior now is definitely deviating from Mystia. My behavior today shouldn’t be a game-over move, if not an optimal one.
I may be Mystia, but I’m an ordinary person inside. Maybe fate is something that can be greatly changed by a surprisingly simple divergence.
“I think I’ll sleep well today…”
I closed my eyes and counted the sheep. When there were more than two thousand five hundred sheep, the sheep began to cannibalize each other, and my consciousness slowly faded.
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