Please Fall in Love with Me! – A Villainess on Her Second Loop, using 'Seduction' to Avoid Ruin! - Chapter 1.6

I remember vividly the day I let this go.

Because it was the very next day after I realized I had reincarnated into the world of Knights of the White Lily—a massively popular otome game—as its villainess, Adelaide di Kishtaria.

“No way…!”

I bolted from the bed, rushing to the vanity mirror.

“—!”

Reflected back at me was a girl with cascading, waist-length silvery-white curls, and large, deep night-colored eyes that seemed ready to spill over.

Skin as smooth and pale as porcelain.
Soft, petal-pink cheeks.
Lips like velvet rose petals.

A breathtaking beauty—the very image of Adelaide di Kishtaria, just as she appeared in the game.

Which meant…

I was seventeen again.

“This… this can’t be real…”

Had I… returned?

To seventeen—to the very start of the game?

Still staring into the mirror, I clutched my head.

A second loop—!?

“Y-you’ve got to be kidding me…!”

Why—why couldn’t they just let me die!?

Of course, I never wanted to die. But… why would I want to relive a life doomed to end in ruin and execution!?

I stumbled toward the sofa, collapsing onto it, feeling utterly drained.

This was the world of Knights of the White Lily, a hugely popular otome game inspired by Arthurian legend.

In this story, the protagonist awakens to her destiny as the Saintess, gaining the power of the Holy Sword. She falls in love with handsome, powerful suitors as she embarks on a quest to save the world.

And I…

I was the villainess.

Adelaide di Kishtaria.

A duke’s daughter who, consumed by jealousy, relentlessly tormented the Saintess—the mere daughter of a count who became a figure revered by the entire world.

In every single route, Adelaide schemed, plotted, and eventually attempted assassination.

If she failed, she was sentenced to death—beheaded for attempted murder—in Prince Gerald’s or Commander Wolf’s routes.

If she never acted, she became a pawn of a dark organization, only to be discarded and killed in Priest Anril’s route.

And in Siegvard’s route—

She was devoured alive by the evil god of destruction, awakened by the very same dark organization.

“Devoured by a god…? I mean, sure, trying to assassinate the Saintess was terrible, but isn’t that just a little too much!?”

Though, to be fair, my first death wasn’t any better.

I hadn’t even plotted an assassination—I was executed for a crime I never committed.

And worse, innocent people—Siegvard included—had been dragged down with me.

I shuddered violently.

“Never again…!”

I would never die like that again.

I hugged myself tightly, forcing my frayed emotions back under control.

In my first life, I had done everything I could to avoid my preordained fate.

I avoided the heroine.
I avoided the love interests.
I avoided any named character connected to them.

I had even compiled a list of every location where Adelaide had caused trouble in the game, and made sure to stay far away from those places.

Because I feared the game’s forced narrative might somehow pull me into its events, I reduced my social interactions to the bare minimum.

At the same time, I worked hard to maintain good relationships with my family. The last thing I wanted was to be disowned.

And since I spent so much time at home, I put my modern knowledge to use—developing magic-powered household tools to improve daily life.

(Appliances, basically. Just powered by magic instead of electricity.)

I also proposed and developed new products—things I wanted or craved—and secretly arranged for them to be commercialized.

Since business disputes terrified me, I kept my identity hidden while handling those affairs.

Did It Work?

Yes.

By avoiding the heroine and the love interests, I prevented most of the in-game conflicts.

By staying close with my family, I earned Father’s and Brother’s trust—so much so that, even when my conviction finally came, they never abandoned me.

And my magic-powered innovations turned out to be huge successes.

I made a fortune.

And I strengthened my ties with the Kishtaria household staff, earning their loyalty and support.

In the end, I survived past eighteen, escaping my scripted death.

I lived until twenty-two.

But…

In the end, I was still executed.

And this time, I dragged even more innocent people down with me.

Including Siegvard.

My ending was even worse than the original.

And that was why…

There was one thing I knew for certain.

“My actions can change the future.”