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 9

Dark magic was nothing like light magic or fire magic—its effects weren’t so obvious.

More often than not, it worked inward rather than outward, upon the mind rather than the body.

It could sap a person’s willpower, manipulate their thoughts, or seal their consciousness in darkness.

For an untrained eye, it was impossible to tell whether such magic was being used.

And that was precisely why those born with dark magic were feared and shunned.

In this kingdom, many types of magic existed, but only dark magic carried with it a history of persecution.

That was ancient history, though. These days, even someone as unmistakably “dark-attribute” as myself could attend a noble academy as an earl’s daughter.

True, both teachers and students found me eerie, but in Lycoris’s case, her appearance likely played a greater role than her magic.

If anything, her ghostly looks combined with her obsessive stalking of her fiancé only deepened the stigma against dark magic.

As I thought about all this, I focused my consciousness into my right hand. My plan was to use dark magic to put Lucius to sleep.

But no matter how long I tried, the familiar sensation of my dark magic flowing out of my body never came.

Confused, I felt myself gradually cornered inside.

Though Lucius had finally released my lips, he still held me tightly in his arms. I wanted to run.

I was terrified of my fiancé, who had suddenly changed so drastically. And worse, I dreaded the moment he realized I wasn’t the person he thought I was—that his disappointment would crush me.

Above all, he was staring at me with burning eyes, kissing me, holding me close.

If this went on, despite regaining my past life’s memories, I might end up falling for Lucius all over again.

But the personality inside me now was that of a woman in her late twenties. Falling that easily was unbearable—I absolutely refused.

Besides, he already had a sweet heroine making him homemade lunches.

If I stepped into that mess, it would only turn into a ridiculous, troublesome love triangle. And not just troublesome—dangerous.

That heroine wasn’t just anyone. She possessed a special magic of her own and was the daughter of the nation’s wealthiest merchant family, one with direct ties to the royal family itself.

She was not someone to be trifled with. And two-timing her was unthinkable.

Up until now, even though Lucius and I were engaged, he had still grown close with the heroine.

But Lycoris had never openly fought the heroine over it, so on the surface, things remained peaceful.

That was only because her form of “affection” had been constant surveillance and observation. Any normal girl with normal feelings would have gotten angry or heartbroken long ago.

A fiancé who flirts with another girl, shoves his bride-to-be until she faints, then finds her in the hallway and kisses her—

No matter how handsome he might be, that was the behavior of a scoundrel.

Lucius, in this moment, could only be seen as a man toying with two women for his own convenience.

And in such cases, the one who usually flew into the greatest rage was the girl who thought she had stolen the man’s heart—only to find him slipping away again.

I had no romance experience of my own in my past life, but I’d heard enough bitter complaints from friends and coworkers about love to know that much.

Above all, this was the one scene I couldn’t allow the heroine to witness. I did not want to make her family into my enemies.

But my wish was not granted.

“…Lucius-sama?”

What exactly do you think you’re doing with Lady Lycoris?

The girl’s voice, laced with fury, made my spine tremble.