I Am The Game's Villain

The Dolphis Royal Store was the largest and most renowned clothing store in the Dolphis Kingdom. Despite its expensive prices, the materials used were derived from rare animals' skin and leather, making it a popular and lucrative establishment in the kingdom.

On the store's highest floor, a captivating scene unfolded before the eyes of those passing through. Three incredibly beautiful young women were engrossed in shopping. Both men and women couldn't help but admire their beauty, with some pretending to browse clothes just to catch an extended glimpse of the trio.

"The clothes here are quite different from what I'm used to in Zestel," Celeste commented, her excitement evident as she observed the unique and exotic styles in the Dolphis capital. Usually, Celeste would shop in Zestel, her own country, or in Central Vedelia.

"Human clothing has always been somewhat unfamiliar to me, so I can't really compare, but I like them," Cylien added with a smile, holding up an off-shoulder blouse. "This is... rather revealing."

She blushed a bit, realizing how much it exposed her shoulders. Elves were a rather modest race, favoring clothing that covered most of their skin.

"It would suit you, Cylien," Amelia teased with a grin.

"R-Really?" Cylien stammered, her eyes fixed on the off-shoulder white blouse.

"Why not wear this on your date with Rodolf?" Celeste suggested playfully.

"Be careful, though. It might be too much for Rodolf's heightened senses; he might not be able to control himself!" Amelia chimed in, her hand over her mouth.

Cylien pouted slightly before deciding to take the blouse. "I know how to defend myself, you know."

"Amelia!"

Suddenly, a voice called out to them.

They all turned to find a beautiful woman with black hair, slightly older than them, approaching with an apologetic smile.

"Nora! You're late!" Amelia exclaimed, a mixture of annoyance and humor in her tone.

"My apologies! Traffic was terrible!" Nora replied, finally arriving.

Amelia smiled wryly and introduced her friends. "Celeste, Cylien, this is Nora, a friend of mine whom I also met in this store a few months ago."

"Hello, Nora," Celeste greeted, shaking Nora's hand. "I'm Celeste."

"I'm Cylien," she introduced herself with a nod.

Nora returned the smile. "I'm Nora. Amelia has spoken highly of both of you. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Let's not waste any more time! I'm starving!" Amelia exclaimed.

"Cylien and I already had a meal at the cafeteria, Amelia," Celeste mentioned.

"No worries! Once you step into the restaurant we're going to, your appetite will return in an instant," Amelia reassured them confidently.

As they continued to browse through the clothing options, engaging in friendly conversation, they suddenly heard whistling sounds from behind. It was the type of whistle often employed by men upon spotting attractive women.

Turning around, their expressions soured immediately.

Two young men stood there, dressed in rather unconventional outfits. They both wore caps tilted to the side, and their flashy clothes clearly didn't fit well, being too large for their frames. Their pants were similarly oversized. One of them had white hair and wore a flashy masquerade mask, while the other had striking blue eyes and a mouth mask.

Amelia and her friends exchanged uneasy glances, clearly unimpressed by the newcomers' appearances.

Still, they find it amazing that people dared to hit on them with the conspicuous and famous uniform they were wearing. The white uniform of the Trinity Eden Academy. It was the main reason why the men around, despite wanting to hit on them, didn't dare to approach them. That uniform meant a lot in Sancta Vedelia.

***

I wanted to sink into the ground. My brilliant plan to approach Nora discreetly had resulted in a spectacular failure. I had intended to act like someone trying to hit on her, all to lure her away from her friends and lower her guard, but my attempt at flirting was a complete disaster.

"N-Not bad at all, this chick, right Johnny?" I forced the words out, attempting to appear as suave as possible while ogling Nora.

[<I-I can't! Pfff!">]

To make matters worse, Cleenah's uproarious laughter echoed in the background. It seemed I wasn't the only one making a fool of myself.

Thankfully, John's attempt was even more cringe-worthy than mine. He leaned against a nearby shelf, hands buried in his oversized pockets, and mustered a smirk. "C-Come with us, lass," he stammered. "W-We will let you discover a wonderful feeling."

I had to hide my face, thankful that my mouth was obscured by my mask, as I struggled to hold back laughter.

'We will let you discover a wonderful feeling.' He said.

Damn.

I should have recorded it.

Our ridiculous attempt to approach Nora had been thwarted by her friends, who had clearly seen through our awkward act. Celeste and Amelia had no qualms about calling us losers, and they were quick to defend Nora when we tried to persist.

"Hey, you two losers! We're busy, so find another 'chick,' as you said," Celeste scolded us, looking utterly unimpressed.

I tried to salvage the situation. "Loser? I'm not speaking to you, lass," I retorted, approaching the group.

Amelia stepped forward, blocking my path. "Stop right there," she warned, covering Nora, who appeared bewildered by our antics.

"We want the hot chick, not you," John chimed in, his words directed at Amelia.

Amelia's expression shifted to one of disbelief. "Are you blind or something? We're also hot!"

I glanced at Celeste and couldn't help smirking. "I ain't into rowdy women."

"R-Rowdy...?!" Celeste's face turned crimson, clearly flustered by my comment.

Ignoring her reaction, I took a step closer to Nora. "I want you," I declared.

"Um..." Nora stammered, looking convincingly flustered.

"Unfortunately, Sir, she is already taken," Cylien chimed in with a serene smile, indicating that she was supposedly Nora's companion.

"Yeah! So scram! Both of you are too lame for her anyway," Amelia mocked, waving her hand dismissively, her glare aimed particularly at John.

"It looks like it's working," John murmured as we watched the trio walk away to another section, distancing themselves from us.

"Yeah," I replied with a grin. Nora had no reason to suspect us. We wore the Anti-Mana cuffs, which would mask our strength, and she probably thought we were just weaklings seeking attention from beautiful women.

"Now," I said to John, leading him toward a small table with a coffee pot nearby. "We just need someone to do the dirty job for us and she will be isolated."

John looked around and nodded. "I will bring one."

[<That's quite the plan you have.>]

'Right? I'm not an expert but I still know how women react in some instances.'

Celeste and Amelia reacted as I expected except for Cylien who was the calmest of the trio of girls as expected. I don't think she noticed something but she might find us dangerous.

[<If they find out you are their classmates, it would be quite the sight to behold.>]

'Never,' I said with a smile. 'If they did, my plan would have been thrown into fire as Nora would raise her guard up if we ended up being other classmates who had just followed them.'

"I have him." John soon returned, dragging a man along with him roughly.

"You'll do it?" I asked, still wearing a smile.

The man, clearly annoyed by John's forceful approach, glanced at me. "I just have to spill the coffee on the black-haired one, right? Easy. But they're High Nobles, without a doubt. Just fifty Eden won't cut it."

"How about fifty Eden and your life?" John inquired coldly.

"Hii!" The man shuddered at John's menacing tone.

"Come on, John," I urged, handing the man another fifty Eden. "A hundred Eden, but you have to keep them company with that same annoyed expression," I added, giving his cheek a gentle tap. "Understood?"

"Y-Yes!"

Now, time to annoy them even more.