“I like you!”
I confessed to Rody, the woodcutter.
He’s kind, gentle—and rich too!
“So, I was wondering… would you like to date me?”
I needed money to save my sister, so I confessed. But still, maybe it’s okay?
He likes me, I like him—everything should be fine.
“Hmm… but Miss Sella, you don’t even know my real name…”
…Huh? What’s he talking about?
“Rodiac Pastrique Günther. That’s my full name.”
“Rodiac Pastri… Wait… ‘Pastrique’? Oh no!”
Wait a second—Rody is actually that villain from the original story?!
No way! I worked so hard to avoid being killed by him!
And I just confessed… to the villain!
“What’s wrong? Why are you suddenly shaking like that?”
He asked, his red eyes glowing.
His red eyes, which once seemed sexy, now looked like blood.
“No, this… this isn’t right…”
“Not right? What do you mean?”
“Da-dating… I didn’t mean dating…”
“Not dating? Ohhh—I see. So, Miss Sella, you want to skip the dating and get straight to marriage?”
What the heck is he talking about?! Marriage?!
“I like that. I love the idea of marriage.”
With a bright, satisfied smile, the villain’s smooth voice flowed from his lips.
