I, the Villainous Prince, Buy the Ruined Villainess with Money - Chapter 49-50

Chapter 49: In a Way, That’s Exactly Right

Once the decision was made, there was no time to waste.

Right now, there was nothing in the world that scared me.

After all, I was the guy my favorite had just said “I like you” to.

So there was no way I could choose not to help in this situation.

First, I hurried straight to Garon’s place.

“Garon! Do you have any transformation items!?”

“You’re back… Did something happen?”

“Yeah, I need them urgently.”

“I see. Then I’ll explain right away.”

He led Yulia and me to the back room and handed us some kind of pendants.

“What are these?”

“These are the transformation tools. See the gem-like thing in the pendant? It’s an item that changes your hair color to match the color of the crystal.”

“I get it… So if I use the red one, my hair will get closer to Yulia’s color.”

“And mine will turn silver… Hehe, that’s Master’s color.”

“That’s right. Luckily, we only had these two, but it worked out. Just channel some mana through it and the color will change.”

It would’ve been a problem if there had only been items matching my own hair color.

For now, I followed his instructions, hung the pendant around my neck, and sent mana through it.

In the mirror, I watched my hair change from silver to red.

At the same time, Yulia’s hair shifted from red to silver.

Her seductive appearance completely transformed—she now looked like a silver fairy.

“Hm… Not bad at all. Just changing the hair color really makes a huge difference in impression. (Aaaaaah! This is good in its own way!)”

“Hehe, thank you. Master looks great too. Yes, you look quite different now.”

“Even to me, the impression has changed a lot. Hair color is one of the first things people notice. If that changes, most people who don’t know you well won’t recognize you at a glance.”

“That’s true. Garon, thank you. Same payment as usual okay?”

“Yeah, prepare plenty.”

After that, I turned into an ice-making machine.

By the time I got back to the mansion, completely exhausted, it was already evening.

While Yulia was in the bath, I called for Sebas.

“Sebas, you know about the arena, right?”

“Yes, of course. It’s an illegal one funded by the church, isn’t it?”

That’s right—the arena was that kind of place.

The country didn’t officially recognize it, but compared to slave auctions, it was considered the lesser evil.

It was tolerated as a way to vent pressure.

“Yeah. There are several, but I want to know about the one that recently got a new beastkin man.”

“As you wish. I’ll look into it right away, so please wait.”

“Yeah, I’m counting on you.”

The annoying part was that because this mattered, I couldn’t afford to be reckless.

That’s why disguise was absolutely necessary.

But more than anything, I wanted to look cool in front of my favorite. (Serious face)

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…Hehe, he really is such a kind person.

While washing my body, I thought back over everything that had happened recently.

Joining the same club together, training side by side.

“He probably adjusted everything to match me.”

He let me choose whatever club I wanted, but things like the tea ceremony club didn’t seem like Master’s thing at all.

He always sat in the corner doing seated meditation.

He played tennis normally, but he only ever played with me or Arnold.

“Master probably doesn’t even need to be in a club… But I’m happy we’re together.”

I still didn’t understand why he was so good to me.

I hadn’t been able to give anything back yet.

Even with the clothes—he chose them for me when I asked, and that made me so happy.

“No way… unconditional love…? Hehe, that’s impossible.”

It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Master.

It was just that my parents raised me like a tool, my fiancé threw me away, and Lord Guftaf tried to buy me for my body.

Everyone had some kind of ulterior motive or desire.

So something like unconditional love… I couldn’t even imagine it.

“But what he did today was a huge risk for Master too.”

Helping the beastkin, declaring them innocent.

And now heading to the arena.

Those were exactly the things I had wanted to do something about if I ever became empress.

“Does Master understand the things I wanted to do…? No, that would make it sound like he’s doing it all for me.”

It must simply be because Master is proud and has such a gentle heart.

And so, I will do everything I can to support a Master like that.

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Chapter 50: Princess Carry

Late that night, I changed into my gear and slipped out the back of the mansion.

I put on the same equipment I had worn for the school camping trip and used the pendant to change my hair color.

I normally let my bangs hang down, but now I pushed them up, while Yulia did the opposite and let hers fall forward.

To be extra careful, I also put on a mask, and that completed the disguise.

No one should recognize us right away like this.

Just in case, I left a decoy wearing a wig back at the mansion.

“Yorba, I’m leaving the house in your hands.”

“Yes, please be careful. And you—take good care of yourself.”

“Hoho, leave it to me.”

This time, Sebas stayed behind to guide us if needed and to be ready in case of an emergency.

Depending on the situation, I might have to stay right by Yulia’s side.

“Young Master Alvis, from here on we should move quietly. If possible, we don’t want anyone to realize we’ve left the mansion.”

“Hm, you’re right. That mostly applies to us, but Yulia…”

“I-I’m so sorry. I forced this on you and now I’m just slowing you down…”

I had considered leaving Yulia behind, but she asked me to take her along.

A true fan grants his favorite’s wishes, so I had no choice but to carry it out with everything I had.

“A maid of mine shouldn’t bow her head so easily. (Raise that self-esteem!)”

“That’s right. Besides, our master will figure something out.”

“Hm? Am I supposed to do something?”

“Of course! Surely the young master is better suited for this than an old man like me.”

“Wait, what are we even talking about…”

“The solution is simple—Young Master just has to give Miss Yulia a princess carry.”

…Huh? No way, touching my favorite like that is impossible.

Well, I’ve already touched her before, but this is completely different.

A princess carry, of all things… Nooooo!

“Tch, previous-life me, stay out of this.”

“I-I’m fine with it. If I’m going to cause trouble, I’ll just stay behind… I can’t be useful right away anyway.”

“No one said you’re causing trouble. (That’s exactly why I’m struggling!)”

“Young Master, I don’t remember raising you to embarrass a lady.”

“Ugh… Fine, fine, I get it.”

Time really was precious, so the faster we moved, the better.

I cautiously reached out, touched Yulia, and lifted her body into my arms.

I was surprised by how light she felt—like holding a feather.

Even though her figure was perfect, maybe her legs and hips were just that slim.

“I-I’m heavy, aren’t I?”

“Hmph, you’re too light. I need to make you eat more.”

“…Does Master prefer girls who are a bit curvier?”

“I heard that… (Yes, I love it!)”

“Ah, that was, um…”

“Well, better than being skin and bones. Now hold on tight.”

“Yes!”

…She just squeezed me—Aaaaaah!?

The sweet scent from her hair, the warmth of her body pressed against mine, the way she looked up at my face.

Every single part of it sent my cells into overdrive.

With a silent scream echoing in my mind, I dashed through the darkness of the night.