I reincarnated as a villainess, but I become a gorimacho and avoid engagement – Chapter 3 – Part 1

Chapter 3: The Heated Muscle Lady – Part 1│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com

Almost half a year has passed since I fell in love with Viscount Seifgad of Owen, the Vice-Commander of the Royal Guards.

Suddenly, without warning, a marriage proposal came to my house.

From the man of my dreams!

Hey!?

No, I’ve jokingly thought about taking responsibility before, but no one would have thought it would become a reality.

What could have caused such a sudden turn of events?

Other than that one day, we haven’t even had a real conversation, have we?

I knew it was completely one-sided, and I didn’t want to bother him, so I stayed away from him even when at parties.

So why?

I was confused, but since I couldn’t say no, I sent him a reply through my father.

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“I didn’t expect you to accept it.”

That was the first thing he said to me once we were alone.

What the heck!?

When I was at a loss for words to reply, he sensed that and opened his mouth again.

“I may have said and done things to you that offended you!”

“Eh? No, nothing like that.”

No, it was the kind of directness that would make an ordinary noblewoman uncomfortable.

Personally, I didn’t think much of it.

“In the first place, it was neither an attitude toward a lady nor a question that could be asked carelessly.

Besides, it is not acceptable to rudely look at a woman’s body.”

“No, the situation was such that a little lack of manners was unavoidable, wasn’t it?

I can’t deny that the Viscount was rude.

As for the question, if it was unpleasant, I would have responded with rejection or silence.

In addition, the way you looked at me was a result of my leading you on, and I think I should be the one to apologize…”

As I said, it’s a case of his completely overblown concern.

I guess this is why people call him “stiff.”

” …Lady Matilda, you’re too kind.”

“Yes!?”

What’s that look of anguish on your face?

I’m scared.

Why am I thrilled in a different way when the person I’m in love with is right in front of me?

“Even though you are a daughter of a marquis family, you will always be around to support and care for someone else.

And that’s without regard to your own gain or loss.”

“That’s… You’re exaggerating too much.”

There’s a part of me that can’t help but reach out to someone who’s having a hard time in front of me, or that can’t say no when someone asks for help, but I don’t remember caring about other people all the time to the extent that you’re calling me that.

I enjoy socializing as much as anyone else.

In the first place, helping others is all about ego for self-gratification and hypocrisy.

“You are a deeply compassionate and vulnerable person.”

Is that true?

“But that’s why I can’t take my eyes off of you.

Arrogantly, I have insolent thoughts of protecting you with my own hands.”

“Eh?”

Eh!?

What now!?

You want to take on a muscle girl and protect her?

Eh!?

“That’s not all.

I can’t help but be attracted to the strength of spirit that keeps you from being swept away by the tides of the world, that keeps you focused on your own beauty and your own beliefs, and that keeps you working hard day after day.”

He’s attracted to me…

“For a long time, I avoided expressing my feelings for you because I thought you were too good for a simple-minded person like me.

However, I thought it pointless to continue holding on to my one-sided feelings and sent you a marriage proposal, thinking it would be a futile result.”

“W-well…”

You don’t exactly have high self-esteem, do you, Vice-Captain Seifgad?

But don’t close your eyes in self-pity and look at me!

My face is red. It’s all because of what you said!

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