I'm a Villainess, But So What? Fuck Off.

Mixuni's Fling with Ms. Svennal

I stopped my tantrum after I felt my mana circulation focus, just for a brief moment, towards what seemed like the place where my heart was (and I mean heart, not like the romantic type, but the physical one). I frowned, and opened my shirt a little to see what was going on. ...A tattoo? I looked at the five unknown symbols printed on my fair skin. It was a dialect I have never seen before, whether from this world or from my last.

I continued unveiling my shirt, but I found nothing else. What happened? This wasn't here before. ...Was it from the book? I looked at the old book suspiciously, but it remained silent and unmoving. Strange...

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It's been two months since school started. I've met all kinds of races from all kinds of places. Beastmen, vampires, fairies... although I knew that the Hollen Continent only had those bizarre fantastical races, I didn't really take it to heart until now.

It was clear to me that the races didn't really care about appearances, though. The cliques that have been formed this school year were purely by personality, not by race. It was a change, considering the fact that back at home, basically all I was doing was mingling with high ranking nobles or royalty. Although that was probably because I was in a novel setting.

I liked concealing my true identity and acting as Mixuni Sema, a girl with brown hair and brown eyes, with better-than-average looks. I didn't have to socialize and could act as a recluse. I didn't have to put on a smile and grin. The only price to pay was that I couldn't show off. In all honesty, I love showing off. I mean, what sane person doesn't? And no one can - or could - criticize me since I always had a higher status and ranking then them. They had no right, but now... I had to stamp down my potential.

Well, I guess it wasn't that bad. It was nice to see other people talk to me normally. It was nice to not have the obligation to force myself to be kind.

I wasn't 'Alice Novea, heir to the dukedom of Novea, daughter of the duke and duchess, prodigy of the century' but just 'Mixuni Sema, classmate, shut-in, elf, kind-of-sadistic transfer student'.

On another note, I enjoy observing other races' behaviour. For example, a vampire's magic or transformations. Or a beastman's strong and swift attacks. It was fun.

"Miri!" A girl's voice hailed me back into the mortal realm, away from dreamland.

I looked back and saw a cute wolf beastgirl, with golden hair and cute yellow and white wolf ears perched playfully on the top of her head. The beastgirl had two short canine teeth prominently shown as she grinned cutely.

"Keuk!"My heart was struck, and I was clutching it, trying to refrain from having a heart attack from her overwhelming cuteness. "N-Neri. How are you?" I managed not to curtsy as a habit, and looked at her with a pleasant smile. My bob cut brown silky hair bounced along with my movements, and my now chocolate brown eyes studied her closely. My slightly rounder physique spun along with me. It was harder to move with my light magic new body, but what could I do?

"Good! Miri, are you free today after school? I wanna go shopping to buy new clothes."

I paled. The phrase 'new clothes' echoed in my mind, getting louder and louder. Dressing... up. Shopping for... clothes. I shivered, and inadvertently frowned at the thought of having to do it. Hell... has come.

"Nope. Not free." I said immediately without guilt.

"Awww geez~ Miri, come on~ are you being a shut-in again?"

I didn't reply and just sped away with my books clutched to my chest. Nope nope nope nope nope. I got to my next class early, because of my haste. Unlike the school back home, this school changed your classmates depending on which class you attended.