A Villainess Like You Is My Doormat!
Viviana Merdelia.
She was one of the protagonists of Princess Raising Simulator, a munchkin character who let you steamroll the early game with refreshing, invincible combat from the very start.
Monster-level stats. Flashy swordsmanship. The overwhelming backing of a ducal house.
She had one painful flaw, but looking purely at her specs she was a massive, perfectly hexagonal character.
I felt so unfairly screwed by the world. If I’d only possessed even one of Viviana’s advantages, I could have enjoyed a far more comfortable NEET life.
…Still, seeing her in the flesh, she’s ridiculously beautiful.
No wonder she was a protagonist.
I’d thought she was pretty while playing the game, but standing right in front of her made it painfully clear that the in-game illustrations had severely undervalued her. It was the kind of beauty that drew an involuntary gasp of admiration.
Pretty face aside—why was she so tall? Was she a model or something? And why were her breasts shaped so perfectly?
“…”
I tore my gaze from Viviana and looked down at my own chest. I’d told myself I didn’t care about breast size, yet somehow a resentful feeling welled up.
It wasn’t just her looks. She was the sole daughter of the renowned Merdelia Ducal House. Even nobles of higher status than me were all clinging to her, fighting tooth and nail for the slightest scrap of her attention.
“Tch.”
When they first saw me they all ignored me with contemptuous stares, yet in front of Viviana they were bowing and scraping like that. Even if this was a world where status was everything, weren’t they all a bit too materialistic?
…Not that I have any right to call anyone materialistic.
I was probably the greediest person here. Thinking about it carefully, it was like spitting in my own face. I let out a short sigh to loosen the knot in my chest, then put a smile back on my lips.
Well, a protagonist is a protagonist, and I am me.
It wasn’t strange at all that Viviana had come. This banquet had invitations sent directly from the imperial palace. Even Viviana would have found it hard to refuse a summons from the palace.
I hadn’t expected to run into one of the protagonists here, but nothing had changed. Let the protagonist film her own munchkin drama; I would simply act according to my station.
“Lady Shari-one!”
“Oh my, Tina.”
I ran straight into the arms of the woman smiling brightly at me. Shari-one hugged me warmly, then looked at the blue necklace around my neck with a moved expression.
“You’re wearing the necklace I gave you? How delightful.”
“Of course. It’s a gift from you, Lady Shari-one. I’ll treasure it for the rest of my life.”
“Hehe… What a good girl. I’ll buy you another one next time, so you needn’t be so careful with it.”
I exchanged brief greetings with Shari-one and naturally joined the circle of conversation she was holding. Amid the various topics flowing around, at some point the other young ladies began looking at me with eyes full of curiosity.
“I’d heard the rumors, but you’re truly adorable… Your hair is pure white, like a ball of fluff. I want to pet it.”
At the young lady’s words, Shari-one put a pleased smile on her lips and stroked my head once.
“Hehe… Feel free to pet her as much as you like. Right, Tina?”
“Of course! I don’t mind at all.”
“Oh my…”
With my words, the young ladies’ hands landed on my body. Some stroked my hair; others kneaded my cheeks. I didn’t refuse their petting—which treated me exactly like a pet—and simply smiled comfortably.
“…I wish someone like Tina lived at my mansion. I could pet her every day.”
One young lady looked at me with lingering eyes, but Shari-one immediately held out a hand with a strict expression.
“You can’t, Lady Margaret. Tina is our public property.”
“I-I’m sorry, Lady Shari-one.”
After Shari-one’s words a chilly atmosphere briefly settled around us, but it soon returned to a harmonious mood of laughter as if nothing had happened.
Looking at things like this, high society really is terrifying.
And so the banquet time flowed on.
I yawned quietly to myself and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. The time I had promised with Mardian was approaching. When I stood up, leaving the young ladies chatting about this and that, Shari-one looked at me with puzzled eyes.
“Oh my, where are you going?”
“I wanted to greet Lady Mardian as well. I’ll just be gone for a moment.”
“Hehe… Tina is truly such a good girl. Go ahead.”
I bowed politely to Shari-one and slipped out of the banquet hall. Walking down the long corridor and exiting to the side, a splendid garden illuminated by soft moonlight came into view.
“You’ve come, Tina.”
A woman with bright golden hair placed her hand on my shoulder. The wine glass in her hand made her look even more elegant.
“Hehe… I missed you, Lady Mardian.”
“I couldn’t calm my excitement thinking about you either, Tina.”
Mardian held out the wine glass to me. Unable to grasp her intention, I tilted my head in confusion, and Mardian put a seductive smile on her lips as she spoke.
“We’re going to do it a bit more roughly today, so drink up.”
“What? N-no, I’m fine.”
This crazy villainess. What is she offering a sixteen-year-old girl?
I refused with a forced pleasant smile, but Mardian seemed to take my answer in a completely different way.
“Right, you prefer doing it sober too, don’t you? Such a fox-like bitch.”
“Euk…!”
Mardian suddenly gripped my wrist tightly. A sharp, metallic pain rose from my wrist under a force stronger than usual. I let out a faint moan, but Mardian didn’t stop and dragged me deeper into the garden.
As we went further in, the crowds thinned and people’s voices grew fainter. The place we finally arrived at was a gloomy spot surrounded by bushes on all sides, where even the music from the grand banquet couldn’t be heard.
“Haa… Tina, take off your skirt right now.”
Mardian’s face, flushed redder than usual, filled me with bewilderment. Had something bad happened to put her in a foul mood?
“L-Lady Mardian…? Did something happen…?”
“Something… Yes, if you call it something, it is something.”
Her gaze, sharper and more sunken than usual, fixed on me. Before I could even sense what change had come over her, Mardian gripped my neck with both hands.
“Auk!”
“Why is it? Lately, whenever I see you giving those soft eye-smiles to other bitches, I get so angry I could go crazy.”
“Huk—b-breath—L-Lady Mardian.”
“Of course I said I’d expand your standing, but what should I do with a pet that leaves its master and wags its tail at everyone?”
In the situation where my breath was being cut off, my thoughts narrowed and my mind was nothing but chaos. When had she encouraged me to get close to others, and now she was saying this—what was I supposed to do?
But the reality was that I couldn’t voice even a shred of complaint in front of Mardian. I had no idea why she had changed like this, yet all I could offer her was an apology.
“I-I’m sorry—s-sorry.”
“…”
“Kuk, huk—s-sorry, Lady Mar—dian—s-sister…”
At the word “sister,” Mardian’s red eyes flinched. She bit her own lips a few times, then released my neck. While I collapsed to the ground and gulped in rough breaths, Mardian let out a short sigh and hugged me.
“I’m sorry, Tina. I got too excited without realizing it… Honestly, I don’t know why I’ve become so sensitive.”
“N-no. If someone like me could soothe Lady Mardian’s mood, I’m happy.”
“…Really, Tina, you…”
Mardian’s red eyes wavered greatly. After biting her lips for a moment, she soon smiled sweetly and pointed with her hand at a stone statue standing in the garden.
“Now, put your hands on this and stick your butt out.”
“Th-that’s…”
“Hurry.”
I couldn’t refuse.
Thanks to her I was able to enjoy this lifestyle, so my leash was essentially in Mardian’s hands.
In the end I obediently put my hands on the statue as she said and stuck my butt out. Mardian strode over to me, grabbed my skirt, and yanked it up.
“Hold it in your mouth.”
“…Yes.”
Without resistance I took the hem of the skirt she had lifted into my mouth. Mardian chuckled and stroked my head, then soon began caressing my thighs with that hand.
Her perverted hand movements gave me goosebumps. I couldn’t understand why she liked this sort of thing. I could ignore my pride being crushed any number of times, but being subjected to sexual humiliation like this was hard to endure.
It must have been because it felt like the macho side inside me was being trampled. Outwardly I pretended otherwise, but deep down I was a tough man to the bone.
Damn villainess.
If only I had power… If only I’d been born into the imperial family… A villainess like you would immediately—
Smack—!
“Ahhk?!?!”
A sharp palm suddenly striking my butt.
A far more dizzying pain than usual.
I let out a high-pitched voice without meaning to.