Chapter 3 - 3 - I have to Scrap this fiancee thing

Chapter 3: Chapter 3 - I have to Scrap this fiancee thing

"I got it, Dad. I'll be off then."

As I tried to stand up from the chair, I realized that the darn custom-made seat had me in a headlock.

"Seriously, this blubber's puffing up like a balloon. How in the world does a custom-made chair get stuck?"

"What's everyone gaping at? Help him stand up!"

My so-called father bellowed at the servants, as if he's instructing a bunch of bystanders to help a buffalo trapped in the mud.

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'Sigh .. Finally, the ordeal is over'

I lay on the bed, hands covering my face. Crying? Yeah, right. More like swearing up a storm at that god for dumping me into this mess.

If only I'd scored a decent body. Then I could care less about being the protagonist or getting entangled in some convoluted mess. I'd be out there, living life to the fullest. Not stuck as this chubby dude with a mana pool the size of an ocean. nove(l)bi(n.)com

By the way, let me clear up this villain business. Yeah, so the thing is, he died really fast, hence the ?villain? title?

After he got tossed into the wild, he kicked the bucket, got resurrected by some dark sorcerer dude who also bit the dust because he couldn't control his own puppet.

This puppet, mind you, had more mana than the sorcerer himself. Then there's this whole hero versus villain showdown. But honestly? Couldn't care less.

Step one, scrap this absurd wedding plan. After that? I'll figure out what to do next.

"..."

"Get out!"

"Y-yes, young master."

As she left the room, I could hear her murmuring, "But I'm already the one who washes all the clothes."

Damn my luck. I can't raise any suspicions from the Duchess now.

"Hey, wait! You'll wash them without using your hands and legs."

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"Hey, why is your face like this?" the head maid asked, noticing the perplexed expression on the young maid's face.

"Oh, Head Maid," the young maid replied with a sigh, "it's just that the young master ordered me to wash clothes without using my hands and legs."

The head maid raised an incredulous eyebrow. "What? Doesn't he know you wash the entire mansion's clothes alone?"

"That's why I'm bewildered, Head Maid," the young maid replied with a mischievous grin.

"In the first place, I don't even have to touch the clothes to wash them"

As she spoke, a magical spectacle unfolded before their eyes, where she effortlessly used her awakened ability to clean the clothes without lifting a finger or leg, leaving the head maid both amused and impressed by her magical prowess.