Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

“…Aren’t you afraid of me at all?”

Looking at Elsa, who insisted on following her,

Yvonne felt her eyelid twitching non-stop. This wasn’t a good sign.

“Why should I be afraid of you, Yvonne?”

As she spoke, she flashed another dazzling smile.

…As expected of an otome game protagonist,

Elsa was the type who, though not particularly striking at first glance, would conquer the male characters with her disarmingly innocent smile.

This girl… Every time she smiled foolishly, it was as if she was surrounded by countless pink flowers in the background, giving off a heart-throbbing feeling.

Yvonne could occasionally understand why those conquest targets would be so captivated by the protagonist, because her smile was truly unfairly cute.

“Listen… I’ve bullied you so many times already. Can’t you learn your lesson and stay away from me?”

“Hmm~ Although it might sound strange, I really enjoy being ‘bullied’ by you, Yvonne.”

…Saying such things, this girl must be a masochist after all.

However, in Elsa’s eyes, Yvonne’s so-called ‘bullying’ wasn’t severe at all.

Due to her protagonist halo, many people besides Yvonne had bullied her before.

Yet among them, Yvonne was the gentlest person.

“…You really are a weirdo.”

“Hehe, you can think of me however you like, Yvonne.”

She chuckled again, tucking a strand of her half-dried brown hair behind her ear. Her gaze grew distant as her thoughts drifted to the past.

“After all, things like writing our names all over the blackboard just make one’s heart race, don’t they?”

—Pft!!

Hearing this, Yvonne nearly spat out blood.

“Th-that’s all in the past. Can’t you just pretend it never happened?”

To maintain her villainous image, Yvonne could only feign composure, but the blush on her face had already betrayed her fluster.

“Fufu~ No way~ That’s a precious memory between us, Yvonne.”

Still wearing that innocent smile, but one that now sent chills down Yvonne’s spine.

This girl definitely had a hidden dark side beneath her sweet exterior.

That incident had happened after they entered middle school, of course before the main story began.

That time, the system’s ‘bullying’ task was to fill the blackboard with Elsa’s name.

It was a classic school bullying method. The usual approach would be to pair the name of the girl being bullied with the ugliest boy in class, aiming to make everyone laugh at her.

Writing something childish but effective like “XX likes XX” would make the target unable to face others amidst the flying rumors.

But that would involve an innocent person.

The most suitable target would be the chubby, honest boy nicknamed ‘fat pig’, but Yvonne felt he was already mocked enough by other boys. Involving that child because of the system’s ‘bullying’ order was something she couldn’t allow in her heart.

But the system’s bullying tasks had to be completed within the time limit, or there would be ‘punishments’ that affected the character’s fate. In the urgent situation, Yvonne didn’t think much and exploited the loophole that the system didn’t specify whose name to write, so she wrote her own name.

As a result, she spent the system-mandated five minutes in an empty classroom writing “Elsa likes Yvonne” all over the blackboard—a self-defeating act.

Moreover, according to the completion conditions, this embarrassing text had to be preserved until the next day.

The next day, when Elsa saw it, she showed no sign of anger. Instead, she was overjoyed and even enthusiastically raised her hand to change seats next to Yvonne. From then on, she insisted on clinging to Yvonne no matter what.

Yvonne then endured a very difficult semester, constantly racking her brains thinking of ways to bully her.

Of course, she regretted it immensely afterwards. She swore never to repeat such a foolish, self-defeating act again.

“Hehe~ I know~ Yvonne is the type who would pull my chair away, but also catch me properly~”

“You… At least get angry about me pulling your chair away!!”

“But… isn’t it wonderful to be caught by Yvonne?”

She blinked matter-of-factly, her eyes brimming with overflowing affection.

Yvonne was tall with long arms. Due to regular exercise, she had a great figure and was quite strong. Being caught by her felt very secure, and the happiness of physical contact with someone you like was indescribable.

This kind of ‘bullying’, she wished it could happen every day.

“………”

After hearing Elsa’s words, Yvonne fell into a long, speechless stupor.

Alright, she admitted that her ‘methods’ of bullying were indeed problematic, but it couldn’t be helped—

Because she didn’t want to do it either! It was all this damned system forcing her to bully Elsa!!

So Yvonne could only do things within her capabilities that didn’t violate the system’s requirements to compensate the protagonist.

Although she felt this was a normal compensatory psychology, it probably didn’t appear that way to the other party…

“And you know~ When you said things like ‘I’m the only one who can bully her’—Yvonne standing in front of me with that sharp gaze was so cool—”

Completely immersed in memories, Elsa’s eyes sparkled like a girl in love.

Please, I beg you, stop reciting these things!

The embarrassment was about to explode!!

Hearing her say all this, Yvonne realized just how many stupid things she had done.

And then, because she failed in the system tasks, her father was framed, charged with being a ‘spy’, and she was exiled to this place.

“Besides… Yvonne ending up in this situation is all my fault, isn’t it?”

As she said this, Elsa’s gaze towards her became downcast.

Although she was a character in the game, and no one besides Yvonne could perceive the system’s existence, she always seemed to keenly sense something.

“…No, this has nothing to do with you.”

Could this also be due to her ‘protagonist power’?

“Anyway—I won’t abandon you, Yvonne. If I have to say why… it’s because you’re my ‘destined person’, Yvonne!!”

She said this with a red face, as if she had made up her mind, uttering words that sounded like a confession.

…Here we go again.

I’ve played the game! Elsa’s ‘destined person’ should be that prince!

And there are so many good men willing to give their hearts to her, waiting in line with love tickets. Why does she insist on clinging to me?

“But… I like you, Yvonne.”

She mumbled softly, clinging even tighter to Yvonne’s arm.

What to do?

It seems like another difficult three years are ahead.