[Yuri] I’m A Beautiful Woman In Men’s Clothes And A Villainess But I’m In Trouble ~ The Psychopathic Heroine Who Resembles My Lost Love Comes To Capture Me While Taming The Macho Man, The Masochist, The Idol Fanatic, And The Various Other Capture Targets~ - 3
It was after school in a classroom.
Mika and I were still excitedly talking about otome games.
“I’m looking forward to it! Marshall Saki!”
After I accepted her cosplay request, Mika was even more excited than usual.
If she’s so happy, I can’t help but be happy, too.
However, it would be even more fun if Mika cosplayed as the Heroine.
Mika is somewhat like the Saint of Light, if she dressed up in sweet lolita style, she should look wonderful and cute. But if she does that, I wonder if I can keep my cool…
As I was lost in my naughty thoughts, Mika made a fearless smile and said, “Fuh-fuh-fuh, by the way, Ms. Saki.”
“… What’s up, friend?” I said dramatically, to try and throw off suspicion.
“If you’re going to be the Marshall, Saki, I’d love to be the Heroine if you’ll let me…” Saki said.
“What are you saying, I’d love to see that,” I said.
… Oh, now I’ve done it.
I’d replied without missing a beat….
As expected, Mika is shocked by my instantaneous reply–
“Then it’s settled! I’ll do my best to make my costume!”
–And without hesitation and plenty of excitement, she said that in turn.
Alright! Now I can see Mika in cute clothes! My photography skills aren’t great, but that’s where passion comes in to fill the gaps…
“Marshall, it’s time to wake up.”
And as I was dreaming about nostalgic things, I heard Jade’s voice.
When I opened my eyes, Jade was bowing deeply. “Oh, I see,” I said. “Thank you as always, Jade.”
“Thank you for your kind words,” Jade said with a smile on his face. “Well then, I’ll read aloud your afternoon schedule.”
And now he’s going to recite the usual lines.
“Yes, whenever you’re ready,” I said.
“To start with…” Jade says as he pulls up my afternoon schedule.
I already know what’s in it, so let’s get some more sleep now. I’m still drowsy because I’m too interested in what happened in my dreams.
I’ve never dreamed of the original world but now it’s been the same thing two days in a row. The original world… or rather, my regrets involving Mika are too considerable.
But I haven’t had those dreams until two days ago, so why…?
“… And sometime soon, skilled carpenters will be coming here.”
“… I see, I under… huh?” I said.
Jade said a line more confusing than yesterday’s dream.
Did he say, carpenters?
“Why do we have professionals like that coming?” I asked.
“As you’ll recall, yesterday the Saint of Light broke through the doors of this room with the power of love,” Jade said.
“… I remember now,” I said.
The doors were destroyed when the Saint charged in. It’s quite responsible of the Light Faction that I lodged the complaint yesterday and they responded swiftly today.
“I’m wary, this response is so fast…”
“Marshall, let me speak frankly to you,” Jade said, “when it comes to the study of a high-ranking Dark Faction officer, you cannot tolerate the doors being plywood forever.”
As Jade had said, I’m currently using plywood partitions to cover the doorway. Well, I don’t mind things as they are… but the draft and the noise from the hallway bothered me a bit when I took my nap.
See, even now, you can hear the sound of the ground rumbling from the hall…
The sound of the ground rumbling?
Why is that coming from the corridor…?
“Hel-lo! The carpenters are here!”
“Uwaah?!” I yelled.
The plywood partitions were kicked down, the Saint of Light appeared.
For now, I try to calm my heart rate and breathing… why is the Saint’s face red?
“Geeze, Marshall!” the Saint said. “I think it’s so cute you’re so excited to see me that you have to put a hand to your chest!”
“No, I’m scared because you suddenly kicked down the door…” I replied.
“It’s alright! I’m excited, too, there’s no need to be shy!” the Saint said cheerfully, completely ignoring me.
No matter what I say to this girl, I’m sure it’s useless…
“Saint of Light, don’t flirt around till after work.”
While I was dismayed, a young man with red hair dressed in workman’s clothes appeared where the doors were. This guy has to be…
“The martial artist, Pomegranate…?” I asked.
“Yep! That’s me!” Pomegranate smiled cheerfully with his teeth showing. “You know your stuff, Ms. Darkness!”
I know nothing about him personally but as Mika had 100% the game and we talked about it for hours, so I couldn’t help but learn second-hand. However, I’m a little worried…
“Why are you wearing monk’s work clothes?” I asked.
“Wahahahaha!” Pomegranate roars. “I didn’t think you’d sweat the small stuff, Ms. Darkness!”
He’s got a point, you decide what clothes you wear, but I didn’t think Pomegranate would wear monk’s work clothes…
“I’m a martial artist but I also work as a carpenter!” Pomegranate said, smiling. “I wear this outfit while woodworking!”
To be fair, if I lived as a resident of this world, I could see parts that weren’t shown in the game.
While I was deeply moved, the Saint proudly said, “Pomegranate’s carpentry skills are the best in the royal capital! That’s why I asked him to make new doors overnight!”
… Yeah, to capture Pomegranate’s Flag, you had to choose the so-called “little devil” lines, such as “I’m so happy you’d do anything for me.” or “I could only ever ask you.” But this isn’t on the level of a little devil…
“It’s as if you’re a black company’s executive…” I muttered. 1
“Oh, come on, Marshall,” the Saint said, swooning.
“No, I’m not complimenting you,” I said. “The Dark Faction is ashamed of how black this all is.”
“Eh, but you’re a Marshall with many subordinates, don’t you understand how I feel?” the Saint asked. “If I say something like, ‘I’ll risk my life for you! I am ready to die for you!’ and then you’d say, ‘Hohou? Well then, show me your resolve with your actions!’ and such.”
“You don’t get it!” I yelled. “Are you really the Saint of Light? Why are you think so much more like a villain?!”
“To Be With Her Beloved Marshall Of Darkness, The Saint Of Light Will Gladly Go Down The Path Of Evil!” the Saint said.
“Don’t stand proud with those shining eyes as you spit out lines like a web novel’s title!” I yelled.
“Faaah,” Pomegranate yawned.
While the Saint and I were having that fruitless argument, I noticed. If this fight lasts for too long, Pomegranate’s sleepless night will catch up to him, won’t it…?
“… Thank you for creating replacement doors as soon as possible,” I told him. “So, please install the doors right away, head home, and get some sleep.
Pomegranate smiled bitterly. “Oh, sorry, Ms. Darkness! Well then, time to get to work!”
“I’ll help you, too,” Jade said.
The two of them went out into the hall and came back pulling a dolly with heavy doors on it. Apparently, that rumbling earlier was it rolling down the hall. It would have been difficult to bring such heavy doors from the Light Faction base to here, even with a trolley…
As I was impressed by the feat, the Saint wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “Mmm, Marshall, you keep watching Pomegranate work. I’m going to hug you, so look at me.”
I yelled out in protest.
“Aren’t you happy you’ve got such a beautiful girl so close to you?” the Saint asked.
… Well, I am excited, so I’d be distracted from watching Pomegranate work.
“I’m not interested in you.”
–The person who makes my heart flutter isn’t the Saint of Light before me.
“Mmm, you’re hard to please, Marshall,” the Saint said as she pulled away, looking down in regret.
To be honest, I don’t feel bad about the Saint flirting with me, though I am pretty broken up about rejecting her.
But, I guess the reason I feel that way is because the Saint resembles Mika so strongly.
With that feeling, I can’t return her blatant affections.
Besides, the Saint of Light loves the Marshall of Darkness, not me.
“Still, I’m not going to give up!” the Saint said, pointing at me with a dignified look. Just as expected, she doesn’t call it quits that easily.
“… Have it your way,” I sighed.
The Saint gave me a huge smile. “Yes! I’ll do it my way! And I’ll definitely make you fall in love with me, Marshall!”
… I think something is worrying about her words but I’ll just chalk that up to my imagination.
If I hadn’t been so negative and resigned, I probably wouldn’t have ended up in this world.
I’m sure that by now, I’d be at school attending my afternoon classes, and when those were done, I’d be talking and laughing with Mika.
… Mika’s smiling face?
Oh, that’s right.
Mika’s biggest smile can’t be because of me…
Suddenly, the back of my head and my chest hurts.
“Marshall?!” the Saint cries as she rushes over to me. “Are you alright?!”
“… Yeah, I’m fine,” I said.
“Eh…? But you looked really unwell just now, didn’t you?” the Saint said, still anxiously looking at me.
… Although she’s a girl with plenty of issues, her feelings for the Marshall are genuine.
“If there’s a stupid subordinate who’s bothering you, Marshall, I’ll purge them myself!” the Saint said.
… Yep, definitely plenty of issues, alright.
“How crazy are you to think of things like that?” I asked.“Eh!? It’s because I can’t forgive anyone who bothers you, Marshall!”
“You’re causing me plenty of trouble now, aren’t you?” I asked.
“Aaa-aaa-aaah!” the Saint shrieked before she clapped her hands over her eyes. “I’m-not-lis-te-ni-ng!”
It seems she’s not intending to change her attitude.
But honestly… how shocked would she be to learn that I wasn’t the Marshall but a different person, how would that affect her obsession with the Marshall?
“Ou, ladies!” Pomegranate said. “We’ve finished the installation!”
“Marshall!” Jade said. “The new doors are amazing!”
I turn to their voices booming from the doorway.
For now, it’s time to celebrate the doors being installed–
“… Hey, what’s with this design?”
–Or at least, that’s what I wanted to do.
The finished replacement doors had two reliefs in profile, the Saint of Light on the left, myself on the right. Moreover, when they’re closed, it looks like they’re about to kiss while holding each other’s hands.
“Ou, do you like it, Ms. Darkness?” Pomegranate asked.
“Of course, the Marshall will like it!” Jade said.
“Of course she’d like it!” the Saint said. “Right, Marshall!?”
Pomegranate, Jade, and the Saint turn to me and wait for my positive response.
To be fair, the doors are made of excellent quality wood and the reliefs have such delicate detailing… even if I open and close it, it moves smoothly without any squeaks?
“… Pomegranate, did you have any second thoughts while making this design?” I asked.
“Hmm? No way,” Pomegranate said. “I was sure you’d love this design, Marshall, so I didn’t have any doubts… did I do wrong? If so, I can remake it after I get home?” he said, shaking pathetically as if he was a large dog left to soak in the rain.
… For the moment, why not let Pomegranate pull another all-nighter?
“… No, well, that’s not necessary,” I said. “Thank you for your work.”
“Ou! You’re welcome,” Pomegranate said, smiling before he bowed.
“So the Marshall also likes the Saint of Light!” Jade said. “It was worth proposing this design.”
“Thank you very much, Mr. Jade!” the Saint said. “After all, the Marshall and I are connected by the red string of fate!”
“You guys should be quiet for a moment,” I said softly and carefully, but as Jade and the Saint replied, “Yes!”, I felt their faces did not reflect it at all.
I wonder if there’s anyone else besides me that has doubts about this situation…