The Yandere Villainess’s Past Life Was That of a Lonely Woman. After Reflecting and Stopping Her Stalking of Her Fiancé, He Somehow Started Approaching Her Instead. - Chapter 3

“How incredibly bold of you to attend the same academy as us nobles!”

“A plain girl like you belongs polishing shoes in the lower town!”

What incredible discrimination and prejudice.

The sheer lack of shame in saying that so boldly in the academy hallway is astonishing.

They’re probably fans of the male characters close to the heroine.

Don’t they worry about him hearing their ugly insults?

Actually, in the game, the love interest shows up here and the bullies get thoroughly humiliated.

“Or perhaps a woman who flirts with Lord Lucius, who already has an engagement, is better suited to selling flowers?”

“Because of your reckless actions, Lord Lucius ended up hurting Lady Lycoris!”

Oh, so they’re Team Lucius.

It’s true the heroine and he are on speaking terms, sharing meals.

If Lucius is the one with the highest affection rating, he’ll likely show up soon to rescue her.

But that was only in the game I played in my past life.

Besides, there shouldn’t have been an event in Flower School where Lucius shoved Lycoris and injured her.

Yet these girls are using that earlier incident to blame the heroine.

“Poor Lord Lucius… to be deceived by that thief of a cat and have his fiancée injured…”

“I couldn’t possibly attend a school where such a wanton girl dares invite a man who already has a lady!”

The heroine has remained silent the entire time, enduring their accusations.

Admittedly, dining alone with a male student who has a fiancée is questionable.

This was something frequently debated online even among players of HanaSuku in her previous life.

The heroine, knowing about his fiancée Lycoris, still brings him snacks and invites him out.

Lucius, despite having a fiancée, grows close to and attracted to the heroine.

If you say their actions lack morality and are wrong, you might be right.

That’s precisely why it tends to lead to such a bitter aftertaste.

“Why don’t you voluntarily withdraw before Lady Lycoris curses you to death?”

“Indeed. She’s long declared her distaste for sly women like you.”

“I heard she laughed, saying any girl who laid a hand on Lord Lucius would be sacrificed to black magic.”

But the girls before me just want to eliminate the heroine. They just want to insult her and drive her out.

They’ll lie without a second thought, just like now, to achieve that. I don’t know these girls’ faces or names.

But this scene alone was enough. They’re the type of people I despise most.

They gang up on one person, cornering and blaming her with irresponsible lies about what “someone said,” without a shred of shame.

If you hate me, despise me, and want me gone, say it as your own opinion. Don’t use me.

Being hounded by a stalker fiancé until my mind is shattered is far more nauseating than some little romance between a boy school student and a heroine with her head in the clouds.

“…I don’t like this.”

I untied the bandage serving as my hairband.