I Reincarnated As A Villainess, But Why Did I Become A Cat Butler Instead? - Chapter 256

Chapter 128.2

Smiling, I furrowed my brow slightly and corrected their address.

“You should address me as the Duchess of Blois, Lady whose name I don’t remember.”

“Ah. Right. I-I’m sorry.”

They took steps back, glimpsing opportunities to escape as I approached. Suddenly, they became flustered, mumbling about sudden emergencies or important appointments.

‘Was Rowaine really that terrifying?’

I couldn’t believe they were shaking so much just because of my appearance.

Still, I had no intention of being satisfied with just chasing them away like that. For the first time in a very long time, the runaway locomotive inside me* was careening out of control. My mind was flooded with heat, and I couldn’t see anything clearly.
[ T/N: The phrase ‘폭주 기관차가 폭주하고 있다’ is an idiom used to describe a situation where one’s emotions or thoughts are running out of control, akin to a runaway train. ]

‘It seems like you were looking at accessories.’

I gently grabbed the shoulder of a young woman who seemed to be trying to escape and smiled sweetly. She froze at my touch, her face turning pale. I could feel the muscles in her shoulder tense beneath my hand.

Then, I picked up any accessory within reach and held it out to her chest, parting my lips again.

“I think this corsage would look great on you. May I put it on for you?”

In response to my question, the girl with wide eyes glanced at her friends with a pleading look before replying.

“It would be an honor, Duchess.”

I calmly approached her, holding the corsage out to her chest, and lowered my upper body.

“Young lady, it seems like you were having a very interesting conversation as I heard laughter inside. Shall I share an interesting story as well?”

When I asked quietly and gently, she nodded her head slightly.

“Wh, what is it?”

When the pin attached to the corsage pierced the hem of her dress, she flinched in surprise even though it hadn’t even touched her skin.

I gently patted her shoulder and whispered in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

“You see, tormenting shapeshifters is no longer fun. As you know, they’re all too obedient. So, I’ve found something more entertaining.”

“W-What…?”

“You may have heard the rumors, but recently, there were elders in Blois who would jump in opposition whenever I said anything.”

“….”

“I thought I was going to lose my mind because I didn’t want to see them, but then they started a rebellion. As I found myself amidst the chaos, coincidentally, I had an axe in my hand. I thought it would be fun to make use of it. So…”

“….”

“Chop their necks with the axe.”

When I paused for a beat, gripping the corsage tightly, the lady’s face turned white, and her neck trembled.

“…And as I swung down, it snapped their neck.”

The next moment, I pulled off the corsage I had carefully pinned as hard as I could. When I did, the fabric of her dress that was caught on the pin tore with a rip.

“Hiiikk!”

The young lady shrieked as if her own head had fallen off and collapsed to the ground. I followed her, leaning over, and continued speaking.

“…And then it fell down. Can you imagine how a body looks when its head is just falling off? Like a freshly caught fish, flopping around…”

“Kyaaaak!”

Before I could finish my sentence, she jumped up and ran out the door, screaming as if she couldn’t take it anymore. As if they thought I had done something wrong to her, the remaining people looked pale and quickly followed her, disappearing.

Left behind, I sighed regretfully, fiddling with the red corsage I was holding in my hand.

“Seriously? Someone was talking here.”

I soon stood up, holding out the damaged corsage in my hand to the employee, saying I would compensate for it.

The employee cautiously took the corsage from my trembling hands as if it were a heart I had just ripped out of an unknown lady and shook his head.

“T-The compensation… It, It’s all right.”

‘If anyone saw this, they would think I was beating someone up.’

Rowaine’s notoriety had its conveniences.

‘It’s not bad.’

A strange sense of satisfaction washed over me. Yet, at the same time, I was worried.

‘Oh, this fiery temper is quite something. I hope this won’t harm Dimitri’s reputation.’

As the heat in my head subsided, my anger mode shifted to timid mode, and my sense of reason returned. It occurred to me belatedly that, bearing the name of Blois, I should have been more careful in my actions. The aristocratic society was smaller, and it was a place where people had closer relationships and influenced each other than you thought.

‘But… I can’t stand anyone insulting my cat.’

As I thought about it, I carefully uttered the words I was thinking.

“My cat…”

…Now that I thought about it, since when has Dimitri become ‘my’ cat?