The Villainess Wants to Indulge in 'Moe' to Her Heart's Content! - Episode 1.9

Letizia walked with her head held high, gracefully moving through the admiring gazes of students clad in their colored uniforms.

She embodied elegance—like a lily in bloom—yet, beneath the poised exterior, she was breaking into a cold sweat.

(How… How did I manage to stay so composed under all this constant praise until yesterday?)

Mimicking her past behavior wasn’t difficult. However, with the perspective and awareness of her past-life memories, everything now felt entirely different.

What kind of mentality had she possessed before? She could hardly believe herself.

(This is mortifying… I wasn’t nearly as perfect as they think. No—yesterday’s Letizia may have been flawless, but not anymore. Now, I share a mind with a thirty-something otaku woman!)

If she could, she would have vanished into some remote corner where no one could see her.

Just as she struggled to suppress that impulse, a commotion stirred behind her.

Letizia stiffened, her body tensing instinctively before she quickly turned around.

“—!”

Her heart lurched.

A flowing white mantle billowed in the breeze. Letizia took a step back, straightening her posture at once.

“……”

The presence alone was commanding, effortlessly drawing attention.

Following closely behind him was a loyal subordinate, who instantly noticed Letizia and bowed.

“Good day, Isaac.”

“A most pleasant morning to you, Lady Letizia.”

Isaac Reed—First Attendant to Prince Licht Julius Strahl.

His light brown hair, soft and airy, gave him a warm, gentle aura. His eyes, a shade of the same color, held an easygoing charm. He had the demeanor of a kind and approachable young man.

Like Licht, he was a third-year student, one year ahead of Letizia.

(Though, that gentle image is only on the surface…)

Few knew the truth—Isaac was a master manipulator in disguise.

Calm, composed, and ruthlessly calculating, he was an utterly merciless enemy to those he deemed a threat.

(Well… I suppose that level of cunning is exactly what’s needed for a prince’s right-hand man…)

And yet—he was the one who would ultimately orchestrate Letizia’s downfall.

No matter how kindly he smiled now, she knew the truth.

For Prince Licht’s sake, Isaac would bare his fangs without hesitation.

A chill ran down Letizia’s spine.

(I must be careful…)

If she wanted to avoid the villainess’s destruction ending, this was the man she had to be most wary of.