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Otome Game: I, The Heroine Will Be Your Savior! (GL)
Chapter 38: I... came to get oranges (II).

Chapter 38: I... came to get oranges (II).

Chapter 38: I... came to get oranges (II).

Losimer flew away, his little wings flapped and its destination was through the academy, towards the nobility's dorm.

There he would see that his master was patiently waiting for him to come back and report his findings on the blonde girl she so desperately wanted information on.

"Tweet!"

The familiar chirp caught Lady Evelyn's attention. She turns to see her little familiar going inside her open window. She smiles waiting for his report on Miss Analissa Blanchet.

"Losimer, welcome back."

Losimer spent no time to waste. The girl she was fixated on was going to get stolen! Specifically her heart!

"Tweet! Tweet!" (Losimer) gets inside the room.

Lady Evelyn was expecting the usual landing by her hand so she opened her palm for Losimer to land in. "?!"

However, dear little Losimer didn't land on her hand; instead, the bird had the guts to pull on Lady Evelyn's hair in a rush to the direction of the outside.

"Ow!"

"Losimer what are you doing?! Calm yourself!" (Lady Evelyn) yelled while trying to hold her hair down, she felt that her familiar was acting suspiciously weird.

Don't tell me, did Analissa do something to her familiar?!

Charm him, yes she did but the Villainess was having other assumptions.

"Losimer stop pulling on my hair with your beak and explain to me what's so important that you needed to do such a thing." (Lady Evelyn) gently grabs her familiar, and Losimer stands on her open palm.

"Tweet!" (Losimer) tries to tell her by doing a bit of charade.

The bird tries its best to flex its muscles, acting shy and then trying to even act out his body is scarred.

The buff lady from the restaurant will take away the girl you've been trying to get her attention too! Is what he's been trying to tell her but-

"...What?"

Losimer cries inside, remembering that he can't tell the master about getting found out by the girl he was supposed to be keeping watch.

Suddenly, a memory flashed before his eyes looking up at his master.

...

"Promise me you won't get caught."

These were the words he received before being summoned being given purpose.

...

His little legs were shaking, fearing that he will disappoint his master and won't be needed for any work... he won't be summoned and he'll all be alone in the familiar realm.

"T-Tweet..." (Losimer) chirps sadly looking like he was about to cry.

"Hmm..." The villainess observes her familiar. There were no signs of physical harm, so there wasn't anything like that at all- so why was her familiar look like he was about to cry?

Emotional trauma?

Or maybe he wasn't the one in trouble.

"You can just tell me what happened by talking to me telepathically- are you alright, Losimer? Is there something bad going on with Miss Blanchet?" (Lady Evelyn) asks in genuine concern for her little friend.

Her eyes furrowed, biting her lip in worry and her expression was the same.

Did Miss Blanchet get into trouble?

She's just recovered from her cold, Lady Evelyn was still in her dress from this morning feeling restless to change ever since she came back.

After the shopping spree getting back into their academy dormitories by the afternoon. Liara welcomed both her lady and sisters behind her carrying heavy bags that didn't belong to Lady Evelyn.

"Welcome home, milady."

"I'm home."

Lady Sinclair would pop her head out and come inside ordering a spot of earl grey to drink before trying to make some small talk with the Villainess.

Boosting her ego, reminding her that they were friends, and a couple more words on why Lady Evelyn Alarie should be careful around that commoner girl.

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"Now remember, haven't you seen- haven't you wondered how come she's got all the men inside our classroom smitten?! Don't you think it's weird?!" The noble girl takes her drink waiting for it to cool as she continues to talk behind Analissa's back.

"She's pretty but not that pretty!"

"Evelyn, do heed my warning and stay away as you possibly could from that commoner." (Lady Serene) was sitting down on her sofa and tasting the warm tea prepared by Liara.

"Ugh... how bitter. Fetch and make me something else that's sweet." She snaps her fingers at the maid who smiles forcefully to entertain the noble lady with her request.

"As you wish, Lady Sinclair." (Liara) responds by taking away her cup.

Lady Evelyn gave an apologetic look towards her staff but Liara made sure to curtsy looking away and put a lot of honey on her drink as she requested something sweet.

She promised to escort Lady Serene Sinclair, her childhood friend back home to their dormitories because they haven't had time to themselves with Miss Blanchet, the heroine getting in the middle of their time.

Thankfully, Lady Serene was called by her servants that her time for hanging out was over and she needed to go back to studying, keeping up her grades and reputation.

She'll be seeing her childhood friend in school soon enough but-

Lady Evelyn had to be honest with herself, her mind was all over the place lately for one thing she doesn't agree with some of the things her friend said about Analissa and she couldn't understand why- all she was wondering about lately was if Miss Blanchet would require even more medicine to fix her cough-

"..."

Why is she- hold on- is she thinking about Miss Blanchet's well-being again?

"Ugh..." The villainess groans holding the side of her temple feeling uneasy.

That blonde girl is almost fully recovered; she does not need to keep her inside her dorm room!

The only thing she had left in need of recovery was some slight cough.

But... Well- she did sort of gave her the go signal that it was alright for Lady Evelyn to accept some visits from the girl and-

They might even make some of those frozen orange treats Miss Analissa Blanchet was talking about.

'And the dress I picked... looks wonderful on her.' (Lady Evelyn) begins to form a smile without her knowing.

The blue dress that she picked, compliments the girl's eye color baby blue. It was just the right fit, and she knew anyone would fall in love completely if they see Miss Analissa smile with her wearing it.

Losimer who saw his always serious master smile, made him chirp pointing it out.

"Tweet, tweet?"

"Huh...? What do you mean I'm smiling?" (Lady Evelyn) reaches out to touch her face, hands going by her lips feeling its arc.

She was smiling.

Lady Evelyn's smile dropped and her face turned dire with concern. Has she gone insane?

"... I'm going mad."

"Tweet! Tweet! Tweet~" (Losimer) would snicker, but eventually, he managed to convince the Villainess to get on with her feet and move to the restaurant with the excuse-

"The girl is going to be escorted by someone buff! She still hasn't recovered from her cough and she's wearing a cute maid dress!" (Losimer) yelled over their telepathic connection and Lady Evelyn's eyes blinked in surprise, going through what she heard.

"Wait... Did you just say a cute maid dress?" The Villainess stares blankly at Losimer who nods in affirmation to the maid dress.

A cute maid dress.

Lady Evelyn dared not to imagine.

...

"Doesn't she know that piece of clothing won't be able to protect her from the cold? What if it comes back? Or worse what if someone she doesn't know starts hitting on her?!" (Lady Evelyn) clenches her fists, looking at Losimer who raises an eyebrow at his master who realized she sounded ridiculous.

"And what if she goes to the crown prince to show that maid outfit off?"

"Tweet..." (Losimer) sighs, can't believe that his master is well- like this.

The bird has observed that the blonde girl doesn't seem to take interest in his master's fiancé but instead- oddly.

The blonde girl was more into the feminine wiles.

The way Miss Analissa Blanchet stared into the dishwasher girl, she had to look like a smitten lady but maybe that's just him. "And by the person that's going to be escorting her, you meant 'buff', did you mean the same girl from this morning...?"

"Tweet." (Losimer) nods in answer to his master's question and that made Lady Evelyn curious about what kind of relationship those two had.

Co-workers, friends, or best friends?

Smack!

A hand went and smacked her over the head, it was the villainess' own hand that hurt her. Just a reminder that she- was going mad over something harmless such as a maid uniform and whoever she was spending time with.

"Ugh not again." (Lady Evelyn) feels like she's overthinking all of this but to be sure that the girl gets home safely.

Another thing that she can't take lightly was her fiancé's sudden outburst of demand of wanting to see Miss Blanchet after knowing she was sick. Thankfully the sacred pact spell was enough to drive him away from the premises- being protected by the spell if there was anywhere anyone would be safe from him.

It would be her dorm room.

But the pact could only work limitedly, it was meant to keep the crown prince away but the pact never mentioned anyone else.

If Miss Blanchet dares to be ambushed by Crown Prince Dereck Louvecroft. It would be most troublesome to deal with right after, indeed she must fetch the girl by herself.

"I'll be escorting her back here myself. To her dorm room, I don't want to risk a chance for my fiancé to swoop in and demand something of the girl."

Losimer chirps excitedly, he still had some cookies left over from the restaurant which he hasn't finished so he was hyped besides- he'll be getting front-row seats to a show staring at his master being in denial but it wasn't his job to point out.

"Tweet! Tweet!" (Losimer) reminded her that she needed to go quickly. Her shift must be ending, there would be no time to dress and no time to tell any of her maids where she would be going.

"A secret mission just for us then. If any of my servants knew what I was doing- well let's just say one of them can't keep a secret to save their life." (Lady Evelyn) takes out the same cloak that Professor Fraeya has lent her before on their little trip to get some of the citrus fruit in the secret elven community. "Inventorium."

She takes out the cloak in her inventory, wraps it around her body, and puts on the hood.

"Tweet!" (Losimer) chips get inside by the neck of it and shimmy into the warm part feeling comfortable where he was.

Lady Evelyn looked around, she wanted to leave a note for her maids to read but she realized- those three were most likely tired from trying to entertain Lady Serene the whole hour before she left.

"Water, I command you to take form." The villainess chants, putting her hands together and then biting a bit of her thumb to see blood dripping and falling on the ground. "Take the form of my body, my voice, and my mind."

A magic circle appeared, with several runic symbols turning into a circle. Slowly water rose out of the magic circle, its color of red now turned blue.

The water took the form of the girl in front of her, from the clothes hair, and everything-

"Heed my command [Water Clone], you are to stay and make my normal routine."

The clone of Lady Evelyn that looked so much alike nodded and replied in her same tone of voice.

"Yes, master."

A summoning enchantment spell.

A water clone, forbidden as it to be used recklessly may give some danger.

[Elemental Clones] made from mana and some of the caster's part of their body takes form as them and can take any order they wished for as long as they can.

These may only last a couple of hours but the longest clone who has taken form by the record was done by a powerful caster keeping itself alive for a week.

No one likes to keep this spell, for there's a chance for these clones to end up a failure and become self-aware of what they are. Attacking their caster, before disappearing completely back into what element they were made from.

She decided to leave the clone for a bit in her dorm, successfully concealing her presence, and take off into the window using her water magic to create a little solid rope she can grab on and walk into the exit of the noble academy.