The Villainess Wants to Indulge in 'Moe' to Her Heart's Content! - Episode 2.4

“Shut up! Stay out of this! And why are you even here?! It’s because of you that nothing is going right! Just go away!”

Not only had Marina Grayford screamed at her hysterically, but she had also thrown a cup of tea in Letizia’s face, causing a moment of chaos within the salon.

It was likely because of this incident that Selva had been so concerned, suspecting that the commoner girl had caused yet another problem.

(That’s another issue in itself…)

Because Licht refused to take the initial step, instead of drawing interest from the other romanceable figures, Marina was only accumulating more and more negative impressions.

If this continued, what would happen to this world—a world that was supposed to function as an otome game?

(It would be fine if things progressed naturally… but what if they don’t?)

If the otome game’s structure completely collapsed, there was no telling what kind of consequences that might bring.

Letizia desperately wanted to set things up so that the protagonist could move the story forward, but nothing was going as planned.

She didn’t care in the slightest about Marina’s irrational outbursts.

What truly concerned her was the fact that the scenario continued to be ignored—if the story fell apart completely, that would be the real disaster.

“If things ever become too much, just say the word. If it’s hard to tell Licht, you can come to me instead. Or to Isaac, Rashid, or even Lady Lea, since the two of you have been getting along well lately.”

“Thank you so much for your kindness. But truly, I’m fine.”

She genuinely didn’t care about Marina’s tantrums, and in fact, the worsening impression others had of Marina was the greater issue. So, she smiled warmly as she expressed her gratitude.

“More importantly, what brings you here? It’s rare to see you in the second-year classrooms.”

Seeing Letizia’s serene smile, Selva let out a small breath of relief. Then, lowering his brows in an almost troubled expression, he playfully spread his hands.

“Actually, I’m looking for Nox.”

“Again?!”

Rashid scowled in annoyance.

“What’s wrong with that attendant of yours? He goes missing far too often. This is the third time this week. In Yakut, this would be unthinkable!”

Saying this, he pointed toward Asim, who was standing by the classroom door.

“Look at him! That Asim! He comes to the second-year building every single break for no reason at all! It’s insufferable!”

“Seems like you find him insufferable.”

“But that’s what an attendant should do, isn’t it? Having your master go looking for you—that is unacceptable!”