Please Don’t Come To The Villainess’ Stationery Store!

I began writing letters requesting excommunication and letters demanding dissolution of engagement.

It did not take long to write the letters in an elegant handwriting and put them into envelopes.

Once I send these letters to the Babeloa family and the Hessmann family tomorrow, I have no doubt that my ties with the past will be completely severed.

‘After all, everyone despises me.’

The moment I thought of the family members, memories of Meldenik’s childhood, which were not mentioned in the original work, came to my mind.

“That girl comes from a cursed lineage!”

Mel clenched her face with her small fern-like hand. She didn’t want to cry.

“No… I… I’m not cursed. I’m perfectly fine!”

“Lies! You don’t even wash properly, and you smell!”

“They say she’s just a troublemaker in the family, right?”

Innocent children continued to tease and torment Mel.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t just ordinary teasing among children. The instigator was Hildegard, the newly arrived stepmother in the mansion.

“I could kill you. But I’ll let you live. Live as if you were dead.”

“Yes…”

Looking at Hildegard’s swollen belly, Mel nodded blankly.

Thinking that since her stepmother disliked her, she should ask her father for help, Mel said, “Um, the kids don’t like me. I wish I had a friend.”

“You’re just bothering me. It’s your fault for being bullied!”

“…Mine?”

“How foolishly you must have acted for people to look down on you. Get out!”

Being ostracized is the fault of the perpetrator.

However, things were different at the Duke of Babeloa’s mansion. All faults were considered to be Meldenik’s.

Whether fortunately or unfortunately, the Duke of Babeloa had strong self-love.

He didn’t really like to be harsh to his own blood, his daughter, except for the sake of his own honor.

People treated Meldenik as a formal lady as they watched the Duke’s face.

But that was it.

None of those who bullied Meldenik were punished.

The Duke of Babeloa just didn’t like noisy disturbances and wasn’t very interested in Meldenik.

As Meldenik grew up, the direct bullying disappeared, but the emotional scars remained.

She resorted to acting out excessively to protect herself, in a world where no one took her side, she had to act arrogant and haughty.

After being possessed, Meldenik’s memories gradually integrated into my mind, as if they were my own memories.

The memories were always gloomy and filled with contempt, which upset me.

‘I really want to kill all these garbage family members.’

Of course, I wasn’t qualified to take elaborate revenge on behalf of Meldenik.

Originally, in the story, only the male lead, Duke Hessmann, who had all the abilities poured into him, and the heroine’s family, the Babeloa’s, had the power to oppose.

The only thing I can do right now is one: to cut ties with this miserable family right away.

If they don’t easily cut ties with me and try to attack, what should I do?

Would I then have the right to take revenge on behalf of Meldenik?

I’m still not sure about that yet.

I simply rubbed my stiff neck and whispered softly,

“I’m looking forward to tomorrow.”

“Me too.”

How would the Duke of Hessmann, who received a nearly declaration-of-war equivalent demand for dissolution of engagement, and the people of the Duke of Babeloa family, who received a demand for expulsion, react?

I stretched languidly and drew the curtains of the window. In an uncertain world, one thing is certain.

Tomorrow is going to be very busy.

***

The following morning.

We headed to the Central Postal Hub to send the expulsion and disengagement letters.

The nobles of the empire usually exchange letters through the servants of their households. However, when official documents are exchanged between nobles, the certification of a formal institution is required.

That’s why there was a state-certified institution established by the imperial palace, the Central Postal Hub.

Fortunately, the Central Postal Hub was located near the academy, so I was able to send the disengagement letter easily.

‘I hope this completely cuts ties with them.’

On the way out after quietly sending the disengagement and expulsion letters I wrote yesterday at the Central Postal Hub.

Dominic spoke to me in a quiet tone.

“That guy we saw yesterday, the Duke of Hessmann. He’s despicable.”

“Why?”

“Spies have been spotted from time to time since this morning. I think they might be sent by him.”

I looked around.

But to me, who had no particular ability, there seemed to be nothing suspicious.

“There are about five of them.”

Dominic whispered quietly.

‘Five…’

Come to think of it, Lady Hildegard and the Duke of Hessmann often had me monitored.

‘They claimed it was to watch me in case I troubled Sheria, probably.’

I continued with an indifferent tone.

“Ah, it must be the people from the Babeloa family and the Duke of Hessmann. They’re monitoring my every move.”

“…Despicable. If they try to mess with us, we’ll deal with them.”

Apostle of justice, Dominic, trembled with rage as he said,

“What…… Yeah, right.”

It would indeed be good to be aware of any spies in close proximity.

‘After all, they’ll soon reveal themselves to me.’

The spies of Hildegard and Lennox had no hesitation in revealing themselves because Meldenick could not easily respond to them.

“Just block the eyes properly.”

“That’s really my specialty. Concealment, cover.”

Hearing Dominic’s enthusiastic words, I hesitated to catch a public rental carriage standing on the roadside.

“Since it’s a short distance, shall we take a walk instead?”

“Yeah. It feels like mold has grown on my body after a long time without wielding a sword.”

I pursed my lips to hold back laughter at Dominic’s comment.

“Let’s take a shortcut. It won’t be dangerous with you around.”

“Let’s do that.”

I moved forward with a small laugh.

As I was about to ponder over what items to stock in the stationery store,

Dominic, who had been silently walking next to me, or rather, silently counting the spies, scrunched his face seriously and said,

“Mel.”

“Hmm?”

I naturally stopped walking and turned to look at Dominic.

“Look ahead.”

“Huh? What……?”

After my brief question, I followed his gaze.

We discovered an alley that looked dark despite it being broad daylight.

And inside the alley, something with a small stature was visible.

“Is it a person?”

Upon closer examination, a small boy was seen kneeling on the ground.

Dirt and grime were caked on the child’s knees, making them filthy. Perhaps when he lifted his head, there might even be traces of tears.

However, strangely enough, the child was wearing clothes that were too luxurious for a commoner.

Though the clothes had no decorations, I could tell they were of high quality, having grown tired of the aristocrats.

Pretending not to be, but obviously dressed in common clothes, it was noticeable due to my past experience of living as a commoner in my first life and as a noble in my second life.

With the clothes and the face exuding nobility, he might be the child of a wealthy merchant or a noble?

However, since I didn’t recognize the face from my dealings with many nobles for my business, he probably wasn’t high-ranking.

“But why would a child from a noble family be lying here?”

It would be strange even if he was a fellow student at the academy.

“The academy is close by, but still.”

Could it be… the scene of violence? Or perhaps extortion?

“Dominic, stay here for a moment.”

If it were the scene of school violence, the child would be afraid of an adult man. For that reason, approaching the child with Dominic and starting a conversation would be dangerous.

“Alright.”

Understanding the intention behind my words, Dominic did not follow me.

Leaving Dominic behind me, I walked confidently towards the alley where the child was.

When the child finally faced me, I was greatly startled.

“Uhuh….”

The sight of him groaning on the ground was just too pitiful.

I stretched out my hand to the boy with the blond buzz cut who had flop-fallen, saying, “Get up.”

“I, I can’t walk…”

He must have been about ten? The boy barely grabbed my hand, trying to stand up, but collapsed again. His legs seemed to be throbbing with pain.

I carefully looked down into his blue eyes and asked, “Shouldn’t we call a doctor?”

“I hate doctors…”

I looked down at the child who was particularly adverse to doctors.

Was he afraid of getting scolded by his family if we called a doctor?

“It’s just a small fall. It, it doesn’t hurt.”

His timid and tiny voice echoed in my ears, with groans interspersed. He really seemed to be in pain.

I briefly exchanged glances with Dominic.

Catching my gaze, Dominic quickly picked up the boy.

“Hey, kiddo? Come with us. We won’t call a doctor and will take care of you.”

Dominic spoke sternly.

Though he appeared young, he was a knight who had spent many years on the battlefield. He would easily be able to take care of the boy’s wounds.

The boy groaned and forced out his words on Dominic’s back.
I began writing letters requesting excommunication and letters demanding dissolution of engagement.

It did not take long to write the letters in an elegant handwriting and put them into envelopes.

Once I send these letters to the Babeloa family and the Hesman family tomorrow, I have no doubt that my ties with the past will be completely severed.

‘After all, everyone despises me.’

The moment I thought of the family members, memories of Meldenik’s childhood, which were not mentioned in the original work, came to my mind.

“That girl comes from a cursed lineage!”

Mel clenched her face with her small fern-like hand. She didn’t want to cry.

“No… I… I’m not cursed. I’m perfectly fine!”

“Lies! You don’t even wash properly, and you smell!”

“They say she’s just a troublemaker in the family, right?”

Innocent children continued to tease and torment Mel.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t just ordinary teasing among children. The instigator was Hildegard, the newly arrived stepmother in the mansion.

“I could kill you. But I’ll let you live. Live as if you were dead.”

“Yes…”

Looking at Hildegard’s swollen belly, Mel nodded blankly.

Thinking that since her stepmother disliked her, she should ask her father for help, Mel said, “Um, the kids don’t like me. I wish I had a friend.”

“You’re just bothering me. It’s your fault for being bullied!”

“…Mine?”

“How foolishly you must have acted for people to look down on you. Get out!”

Being ostracized is the fault of the perpetrator.

However, things were different at the Duke of Babeloa’s mansion. All faults were considered to be Meldenik’s.

Whether fortunately or unfortunately, the Duke of Babeloa had strong self-love.

He didn’t really like to be harsh to his own blood, his daughter, except for the sake of his own honor.

People treated Meldenik as a formal lady as they watched the Duke’s face.

But that was it.

None of those who bullied Meldenik were punished.

The Duke of Babeloa just didn’t like noisy disturbances and wasn’t very interested in Meldenik.

As Meldenik grew up, the direct bullying disappeared, but the emotional scars remained.

She resorted to acting out excessively to protect herself, in a world where no one took her side, she had to act arrogant and haughty.

After being possessed, Meldenik’s memories gradually integrated into my mind, as if they were my own memories.

The memories were always gloomy and filled with contempt, which upset me.

‘I really want to kill all these garbage family members.’

Of course, I wasn’t qualified to take elaborate revenge on behalf of Meldenik.

Originally, in the story, only the male lead, Duke Hesman, who had all the abilities poured into him, and the heroine’s family, the Babeloa’s, had the power to oppose.

The only thing I can do right now is one: to cut ties with this miserable family right away.

If they don’t easily cut ties with me and try to attack, what should I do?

Would I then have the right to take revenge on behalf of Meldenik?

I’m still not sure about that yet.

I simply rubbed my stiff neck and whispered softly,

“I’m looking forward to tomorrow.”

“Me too.”

How would the Duke of Hesman, who received a nearly declaration-of-war equivalent demand for dissolution of engagement, and the people of the Duke of Babeloa family, who received a demand for expulsion, react?

I stretched languidly and drew the curtains of the window. In an uncertain world, one thing is certain.

Tomorrow is going to be very busy.

***

The following morning.

We headed to the Central Postal Hub to send the expulsion and disengagement letters.

The nobles of the empire usually exchange letters through the servants of their households. However, when official documents are exchanged between nobles, the certification of a formal institution is required.

That’s why there was a state-certified institution established by the imperial palace, the Central Postal Hub.

Fortunately, the Central Postal Hub was located near the academy, so I was able to send the disengagement letter easily.

‘I hope this completely cuts ties with them.’

On the way out after quietly sending the disengagement and expulsion letters I wrote yesterday at the Central Postal Hub.

Dominic spoke to me in a quiet tone.

“That guy we saw yesterday, the Duke of Hesman. He’s despicable.”

“Why?”

“Spies have been spotted from time to time since this morning. I think they might be sent by him.”

I looked around.

But to me, who had no particular ability, there seemed to be nothing suspicious.

“There are about five of them.”

Dominic whispered quietly.

‘Five…’

Come to think of it, Lady Hildegard and the Duke of Hesman often had me monitored.

‘They claimed it was to watch me in case I troubled Sheria, probably.’

I continued with an indifferent tone.

“Ah, it must be the people from the Babeloa family and the Duke of Hesman. They’re monitoring my every move.”

“…Despicable. If they try to mess with us, we’ll deal with them.”

Apostle of justice, Dominic, trembled with rage as he said,

“What…… Yeah, right.”

It would indeed be good to be aware of any spies in close proximity.

‘After all, they’ll soon reveal themselves to me.’

The spies of Hildegard and Lennox had no hesitation in revealing themselves because Meldenick could not easily respond to them.

“Just block the eyes properly.”

“That’s really my specialty. Concealment, cover.”

Hearing Dominic’s enthusiastic words, I hesitated to catch a public rental carriage standing on the roadside.

“Since it’s a short distance, shall we take a walk instead?”

“Yeah. It feels like mold has grown on my body after a long time without wielding a sword.”

I pursed my lips to hold back laughter at Dominic’s comment.

“Let’s take a shortcut. It won’t be dangerous with you around.”

“Let’s do that.”

I moved forward with a small laugh.

As I was about to ponder over what items to stock in the stationery store,

Dominic, who had been silently walking next to me, or rather, silently counting the spies, scrunched his face seriously and said,

“Mel.”

“Hmm?”

I naturally stopped walking and turned to look at Dominic.

“Look ahead.”

“Huh? What……?”

After my brief question, I followed his gaze.

We discovered an alley that looked dark despite it being broad daylight.

And inside the alley, something with a small stature was visible.

“Is it a person?”

Upon closer examination, a small boy was seen kneeling on the ground.

Dirt and grime were caked on the child’s knees, making them filthy. Perhaps when he lifted his head, there might even be traces of tears.

However, strangely enough, the child was wearing clothes that were too luxurious for a commoner.

Though the clothes had no decorations, I could tell they were of high quality, having grown tired of the aristocrats.

Pretending not to be, but obviously dressed in common clothes, it was noticeable due to my past experience of living as a commoner in my first life and as a noble in my second life.

With the clothes and the face exuding nobility, he might be the child of a wealthy merchant or a noble?

However, since I didn’t recognize the face from my dealings with many nobles for my business, he probably wasn’t high-ranking.

“But why would a child from a noble family be lying here?”

It would be strange even if he was a fellow student at the academy.

“The academy is close by, but still.”

Could it be… the scene of violence? Or perhaps extortion?

“Dominic, stay here for a moment.”

If it were the scene of school violence, the child would be afraid of an adult man. For that reason, approaching the child with Dominic and starting a conversation would be dangerous.

“Alright.”

Understanding the intention behind my words, Dominic did not follow me.

Leaving Dominic behind me, I walked confidently towards the alley where the child was.

When the child finally faced me, I was greatly startled.

“Uhuh….”

The sight of him groaning on the ground was just too pitiful.

I stretched out my hand to the boy with the blond buzz cut who had flop-fallen, saying, “Get up.”

“I, I can’t walk…”

He must have been about ten? The boy barely grabbed my hand, trying to stand up, but collapsed again. His legs seemed to be throbbing with pain.

I carefully looked down into his blue eyes and asked, “Shouldn’t we call a doctor?”

“I hate doctors…”

I looked down at the child who was particularly adverse to doctors.

Was he afraid of getting scolded by his family if we called a doctor?

“It’s just a small fall. It, it doesn’t hurt.”

His timid and tiny voice echoed in my ears, with groans interspersed. He really seemed to be in pain.

I briefly exchanged glances with Dominic.

Catching my gaze, Dominic quickly picked up the boy.

“Hey, kiddo? Come with us. We won’t call a doctor and will take care of you.”

Dominic spoke sternly.

Though he appeared young, he was a knight who had spent many years on the battlefield. He would easily be able to take care of the boy’s wounds.

The boy groaned and forced out his words on Dominic’s back.

“I’m not a baby! I’m nearly an adult, a young knight at that.”

Despite being in pain, he couldn’t stand being treated like a baby.

This mysterious child, isn’t he just adorable!

“Mel and Dominic looked at each other and chuckled under their breath.

“Yes, Sir Adult.”

The child only rolled their eyes, but couldn’t hide the satisfied expression.”