Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim - Chapter 145



Chapter 145. The Princess’s Sinister Plan

“…This is completely unacceptable, you know? You’re a god, can’t you refrain from dining and dashing?”

Valentina feigned impatience, pulling out a chair to sit across from Noah while casting a reproachful gaze at his face, which seemed to have abandoned all pretense of concealment.

“Your Highness, I must say, I do not appreciate your words. How could I be the one dining and dashing? Was it not you who paid for me?”

Noah chuckled nonchalantly, showing no sign of remorse, even raising an eyebrow in a provocative manner as he gazed at Valentina’s face, which was a mask of indifference tinged with distaste.

“Of course, it must be paid for. Otherwise, it would cause trouble for the hardworking citizens of the capital, wouldn’t it? So, what brings your esteemed self here today?”

Valentina, unfazed by Noah’s taunts, ordered a few items from a nearby attendant before cutting straight to the point, her expression serious as she looked at Noah.

But the princess knew well; Noah had come because of Clyde.

“No, I have no particular business. I merely came to enjoy the sight of you in distress. How does it feel? Even if you’ve been confessed to by your childhood friend, I imagine it must be quite unpleasant, thinking of me.”

Oblivious to the princess’s thoughts, Noah continued to deliberately lower her favorability, bluntly stating what he believed to be the reason behind her complex expression.

It was true that the princess held some affection for her childhood friend, but after Noah had impersonated Clyde twice, every time she saw that face, it would inevitably remind her of the events that had transpired with Noah wearing it.

Of course, her expression would be complex.

If a wicked goddess took on the form of his childhood friend, Noah too would be reminded of that wicked goddess upon seeing her face.

Fortunately, Noah had no childhood friend, so he had no worries in that regard.

“Indeed, it is quite unpleasant. So please, do not use Clyde’s form again, alright?”

To this, the princess nodded in agreement.

After all, she truly did not wish to see Noah transform into Clyde again; it would be much better if he took on this human guise he had donned for her sake.

Just seeing this form made her feel the affection Noah held for her.

“Alright then, how about I use this form next time? It will surely evoke some nostalgia, won’t it~?”

Noah laughed lightly, then shifted his appearance into a figure Valentina was all too familiar with.

It was the demon lord, Allen, disguised as her tutor!

The moment she saw that figure, the princess’s body tensed, her expression tightening.

The reason for her tension was simple: she feared that her secret scheme to have Marlow and the maid Martina resurrect Allen had been exposed.

Yet, the princess decided to play dumb. What if Noah was unaware and it was merely a coincidence that he transformed into Allen?

“No, not nostalgic at all. But if that face were to appear before me again, I would have no choice but to send him to his death once more, would I?”

Valentina said this casually, snatching the half-finished juice from Noah’s hands, sipping it with an air of indifference, as if it were her own drink.

“…Hey, that was mine.”

He was merely provoking the princess, but he could hardly accept using Allen’s form himself.

So Noah quickly reverted to his original appearance, displaying his displeasure at the princess for stealing his drink.

“What do you mean, ‘your drink’? I paid for this, you know~”

As the saying goes, the tides of offense and defense are ever-changing. At that moment, the princess was like Noah himself, leisurely swirling her cup, a teasing smile gracing her lips, clearly relishing the moment.

“…Hmph, such an arrogant princess. But I suppose that counts as an indirect kiss, doesn’t it? Are you not aware of that, Your Highness?”

“And so what? There’s a certain unreasonable deity who forcibly stripped others of their stockings. Isn’t that far worse?”

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“Well, Your Highness the Princess, it was you who first disrespected the divine, so let’s be clear—I am a very reasonable deity, alright?”

“Yes, yes, your divine majesty speaks true.”

“What a thoroughly dismissive response… I suppose I have no choice but to drink your share then.”

Having had his juice snatched away by the princess mid-sip, Noah had no choice but to seize the glass the attendant had brought for him.

To an outsider, the way the two interacted seemed a delicate harmony, a relationship that appeared quite good yet was laced with a troubling contradiction.

In truth, Noah, now sipping on the fresh juice, was in rather high spirits.

It was the first time the princess had taken something from him, a sign that her character had grown quite assertive and proactive; the old her would never have so calmly countered Noah.

Meanwhile, the princess, nursing her half-empty glass, was also feeling quite pleased.

After all, this was an indirect kiss with the divine! How could she not be happy?

Yet, after the joy faded, she couldn’t help but reflect on how, true to form, the divine showed no signs of impatience or dissatisfaction.

This left her in the dark about Noah’s thoughts on Clyde’s confession to her.

It also left her uncertain whether Noah knew of her secret scheme to resurrect Allen.

This wouldn’t do… she had to take the initiative…

Gazing at the half-empty glass she had inadvertently drained, a glint of resolve flickered in Valentina’s eyes.

If Noah showed no weaknesses, then she would have to create one.

With that, the princess set her empty glass down on the table and steered the conversation back to her childhood friend Clyde, feigning a tone of resignation as she spoke:

“…Clyde is a good person, I can assure you of that. At least he cares for me more than my ‘family’ does. Though I didn’t directly accept his confession earlier, I’m starting to think that perhaps saying yes wouldn’t be so bad? At least it’s better than that hidden identity demon who’s been getting too close.”

After uttering those words, the princess immediately began to scrutinize Noah’s expression, hoping to glean something from it.

“…Hmph, love? Sorry, I don’t understand that kind of feeling. I only know that treating others like toys is quite amusing. You do as you please, Your Highness; whether you fall in love or not doesn’t hinder my enjoyment of you.”

At the end of his statement, Noah flashed Valentina a wicked grin.

Then, without a word, he took his leave, swiping the juice along with the glass from the establishment.

“…What a truly dreadful divine being,” Valentina pretended to express disdain and frustration, covering her face with her hands.

She had to do this; otherwise, her smile would give her away.

Perhaps Noah thought he was hiding it well, but she could see through him!

When she mentioned her intention to be with Clyde, a clear displeasure had crossed his gaze!

This meant that if she accepted Clyde’s confession, the divine would surely pay her even more attention than before!

Not understanding what love truly felt like?

Well, that was just perfect!

Let her show the divine what love really is!

The so-called love is a ruthless game!

It is war!

Sorry, Clyde, this time it’s my turn to deceive you~

Don’t blame me, okay? Because you were the one who tricked me first~

On the face of the princess, shielded by her hand, a smile emerged—one that could easily be described as the charm of a ‘bad woman.’

She had made up her mind! She would make Noah believe that she was dating Clyde!

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PS. Someone mentioned it was a poison point before, so I wrote this chapter with a bit of guilt, dragging it out until now to update.

I always felt that even a nominal relationship between the princess and the victim would be hard for the readers to accept, so I plan to use a substitute narrative.

Let Lano often feel the sting of being deceived himself.

Lano is bound to crash within a week.