If the Villainess’s Younger Sister Really Liked It – Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Rough and ragged hands│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com

“Saria. I hear you are mistreating your stepsister Helen. I can’t spend my life with a woman like that. I’m going to pretend that we never got engaged.”

My fiancé, Sir Neil, says this and stares at me.

Neil-sama is a handsome young man with long eyelashes and a somewhat fragile impression. He has fluffy flaxen hair and eyes as blue as the clear sky. His slender body looks as if it would break if the wind blew, and he has a figure that makes you want to protect him. He has the kind of beauty that would make anyone want to believe in and protect him.

On the other hand, his fiancée, me, is (probably) beautiful but the opposite of him.

I look just like the villainess in the popular books about villainesses. I have orange hair that rolls on its own, even though I don’t have it set, and eyes that hang high, giving the impression of strength. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I have the kind of face that would be perfect for an “ooh-hoh-hoh!” laugh.

I would never laugh like that, though. However, I am not a “villainess.” I don’t remember doing anything that could be called “villainous.” Or was there something that I was doing unconsciously that was hurting someone around me? I asked Sir Neil, with a puzzled look on my face.

“I don’t remember abusing Helen… What exactly are you referring to?”

“First of all, she always wears cheap, tattered dresses. On top of that, she’s always cleaning like she’s obsessed with it. Cleaning is supposed to be a job for maids and servants, not a noblewoman. She always wears gloves, but underneath, her hands are always rough and ragged, aren’t they?”

“…Well, yes”

I don’t know where to start. I’m at a loss.

Everything that Sir Neil says is true.

As a noblewoman, Helen’s hands are rougher and more ragged than most maidservants. It’s also true that she wears gloves, wears cheaper clothes than commoners, and is always cleaning.

But I didn’t force her to do that. In fact, she wanted to do that herself.

“Wait, Sir Neil! You’ve misunderstood my stepsister! “

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