Chapter 4

As I moved my hands, the goddess’ hands moved in the same direction as mine. Then, when I put my face closer to the mirror and looked inside, the goddess rapidly approached and gazed back at me.

No, Goddess! Why are you following me?

Looking at her reminded me of the Villainess in the novel that I saw before I fell asleep.

A wicked woman with long black hair and violet eyes, described as all kinds of beauty. The look of the Villainess depicted in the novel matched the goddess in the mirror.

“Hahaha….”

This kind of situation I’ve only read about? Is this realistically possible?

The goddess in the mirror decided to understand the situation by laughing like I did.

Yeah. I was too absorbed into the novel that I had a dream about it.

“My lady? Are you already awake?”

The Villainess’ maid opened the door and came in.

Usually, I struggle to wake up from a dream, but I decided not to do so in this case. It’s a dream where I can enjoy and experience a life in a diamond spoon, so why would I?

I’m going to enjoy myself until I wake up from this dream!

What am I supposed to do here from now on? Ah, let’s escape from the eyes of the main characters first. I will spend the excess money of the Villainess’ family while letting the two of them have a romantic relationship.

“Just in time. You had to get up early today because you’re going to attend Count Aswen’s party, my lady.”

….I’m screwed up.

Becky, the maid, stared at me strangely. Her master was holding the mirror and muttering something to herself since the morning.

I’m screwed up. I’m totally screwed up.

If you’re going to dream about it, do it before she bothers the heroine!

Why did you come here after she made enough fuss?

I read this book mainly because of the Villainess, but I was able to remember the story because I read it right before I went to bed.

A party hosted by Count Aswen. At the party, the Villainess had grabbed Iris by hair.

Why did Raylene grab her hair?

“Lady, let’s go wash up.”

When I was dragged by the maid, I rolled my hair for a while.

Was it because their clothes were in the same color?

No. She did that before.

Knowing that Iris had a secret meeting with the Crown Prince?

No. She slapped her.

Oh, yes. She called Iris a woman who lives by parasitism to a man, even though she doesn’t have to.

Let me know, sister! Why did you do that? You just went ahead and got into a fight, right? Nah, if you stand still, the heroine won’t touch you, right?

I’ll just stay quiet and spend some money before I go back. Since this sister has a lot of money in her house, I’m sure no one will be able to tell even if I use it.

After finishing the bath, a cream with a good scent was applied to my body. I felt tired at the touch of the maid who massaged my body. It’s awkward to have someone wash your body and get a massage naked, but when will I enjoy this kind of luxury?

Let’s enjoy it! I’m ready to admire the power of a diamond spoon!

“Beautiful.”

“Yes. Of course. You’re the best flower in the society, lady.”

Becky replied with a grin when I looked into the mirror and admired my reflection.

Guided by the maid, I made my way to the carriage waiting at the mansion’s gate. The scenery of the mansion as I walked on had made me happier. No matter where you look, the word the best or top quality can be found anywhere. The painting and the statues in this mansion were all like that. All I saw was a touch of elegant art.

It was the same when I first encountered the carriage. The carriage linked to four white horses was different from the image I had thought.

The carriage, not square but in circular shape, was adorned with beautiful onyx stones.

Filled with anticipation, I took the driver’s hand and boarded the carriage, but my expectation was immediately broken.

The ride on rough ground and unpaved road was not very good, I’m getting motion sickness.

How many times is my butt popping up and down?!

Hang in there. Hang in there. I’ll go to the party and watch the handsome guy and talk to him.

I’ve got a pretty face, I’ve got to wear a gorgeous dress, and I must enjoy a flaming summer night.

The carriage promptly stopped as the house of this Villainess’s sister and the Count were close to the street. I was guided into the party by one of the Count’s maids.

As I entered the party hall, all eyes focused on me.

Some turned their heads, clicking their tongues, some of them were looking at me with funny eyes like the eyes people throwing at animals at the eyes, and some came to me.

“Raylene! I was worried that you won’t come because you missed the last Marquis’ birthday party.”

“I heard you’re sick. Are you okay?”

“You’re pushing yourself too hard today, aren’t you?”

I instantly figured out who they were.

They must be Raylene’s followers. Those who hate her but stay by her side to cling to the Duke’s power.

I could under enough from their appearances just now.

Saying they were worried but no one came to visit her, they were just trying to get Raylene out of the party.

“I’m fine. Thank you for your concern.”

When I answered with a smile, I smiled face to face, and their faces trembled.

They tried to get Raylene’s sweet fruit, but they seemed to be adept at hiding their emotions because they were still girls in their mid to late teens.

The Villainess … who cares about her followers, why did you do that?

Then a woman leaned out among the followers. A woman with pink curly hair down in a gold-colored ivory dress.

I could guess her identity at a glance.

If this dream is in the world of the novel, wouldn’t there be only one woman with pink hair to encounter Raylene?

“It’s been a long time, Princess Raylene.”

In the original novel, there is a law that allows a Villainess to meet the Heroine only when she makes moves. Why does she approached me now? Was there something like this in the original story?

I tried in vain to remember the contents of the novel.

Haha. I can’t even remember because it was too late. Damn it.

“You don’t even accept my greetings anymore.”

A small and slender body with lips that was bitten similar to its own hair color. A sullen, hurt face. The sight made it look like I was doing something very wrong even though I didn’t say anything.

“I knew you wouldn’t like it, but I thought I’d have to answer the question that Princess Raylene asked me last time, so I took the liberty of speaking to you first.”

Oh, I remembered. About the reason why she grabbed the heroine’s hair.

“How’s my dress today? I wonder if Princess Raylene’s eyes were stained….?”

That’s it. The dress. Here we go. Dang. She came to see me.

At the last tea party, the Villainess asked the Heroine, “The miss from Viscount family wears that kind of poor dress? Even my pajamas are better. I guess it can’t be helped.”

When the Villainess went to the tea party, she wore a dazzling dress decorated with diamonds. She’s gorgeous. I love her ability to wear that kind of dress to tea party.

The tea party was hosted by a daughter of Count, one of Raylene’s followers, who was immediately said, “I don’t think it’s a good idea to let you join our tea party with those clothes, Iris.”

She kicked the heroine out. The plan was successful because it was originally meant to humiliate Iris.

However, after that incident, for Iris who was shaking at the fountain square, a sub-male character—I don’t know how many sub characters are there—went to a famous designer who only makes clothes for Dukes and Marquises. He gave the dress as a present for Iris.

At that time, the sub-character said, “This time, don’t be discouraged.”.

Iris blocked me today to carry out her mission well.

“Princess Raylene?”

Someone tell me the right answer. It’s the Villainess’ fault. I understand that she’s being humiliated and retaliated, but why should I be punished?

No! I want to play!

“That’s alright.”

“….What?”

You look at me like you heard something wrong.

I don’t want to mess with you and I don’t have time to fight you. I’m planning to play confusion.