I wonder, what is my sin?

Is it that I lived as the daughter of a villain?

“The bastard called ‘Duke’ dares to mention the Empress…! The eternal shame of the four largest families of the Rolls Empire!”

The enraged sky.

People barking in anger.

It was a situation in which I was getting used to by now, but my legs that went up to the execution table staggered helplessly.

“Even when you’re going to die, you’re still wearing expensive clothes.”

It was then.

As the unusually clear swear swords hit my ears, the walking legs stopped.

I was an existence which was born to die.

So I wanted to decorate the shroud nicely.

‘Ah, that’s right. Because the daughter of the villain gets cursed somehow.’

I had forgotten my role for a moment, and then I realized who I was. My legs, which had been shaking, were now starting to gain strength.

“Then you, who have no sin, are innocent.”

Thanks.

I tried to be a little sad. For letting me live as the daughter of a villain until the end.

“Aagh!”

When I ripped the hem of the dress roughly by hand and threw it at the man, he shouted and threw the dress I was wearing somewhere.

“I gave you a special amethyst-studded hem, so why do you hate it so much?”

I raised the corners of my lips smoothly.

As I was looking at people’s reactions with satisfied eyes, I slowly moved.

While I was quietly walking away, the sound of commoners screaming and terrifying exploded like a bomb from behind.

“Crazy bitch!”

“That bitch’s clothes are cursed! Don’t even touch it.”

I know. Why were you jealous of the cursed clothes?

Thud. Thud.

Every time I went up on the podium, the hem of my torn dress barely covered my thighs.

Soon, the 99th life is just around the corner.

As I raised my head to say my last goodbye to people out of courtesy, vivid bloodstains stood out under the black hair fluttering in the breeze.

Cassis, covered in his blood, stood upright on his knees even in the midst of his death.

The main villain of the Vallois family.

And my Dad.

Born as his daughter, I haven’t even had a proper conversation with Cassis all my life.

Is that why?

It felt a bit unfair for me to even be sentenced to death, even though I was innocent.

‘Because it’s my destiny to live as the daughter of a villain.’

My eyes that had been staring at him with indifferent eyes turned to the death row again.

This was my destiny.

No matter what kind of life I live, even this death is too natural for me, who lives my life in the role of ‘the villain’s daughter’ from the beginning.

It’s not unfair.

“Billishia Vallois.”

I was so engrossed in thoughts, but I returned to reality with a low, muffled sound.

“This is the last time.”

The wind blew.

Through my black hair, waving like a black river, golden eyes waiting for a criminal were staring at me.

The main protagonist of this world.

Peter, who eventually became the Emperor of the Rolls Empire from a hostage brought from the Ro Kingdom.

“It seems that all Vallois have no feelings. Right before you die, I want to see even a regretful expression.”

My indifferent expression seems to be disappointing.

A solid vein was sprouting between the back of his hand that was sweeping his golden hair.

Naturally exposed forehead and neat eyebrows.

He was exuding an atmosphere of asceticism through his face that was far superior to that of the average male lead.

‘As expected, he’s the main character.’

After seeing the main character for the first time, I skimmed him up and down and finished a brief review.

Since this is my last life.

I need to see a lot of that handsome face.

I was making eye contact with the Emperor, but at some point, a shadow that was far away struck me.

It was Peter.

“After investigation, I found that you have nothing to do with Duke Cassis.”

He was whispering in my ear with his upper body slightly bent so that only the two of us could hear.

I don’t know why, but it was clear that he was curious.

“If you get down on your knees now, I can change the penalty. It’s still a death penalty anyway, but if it’s poison, you won’t die painfully.”

Wow, this time’s main character is nice.

It seems that he had a friendly personality, as it was rumored that he set an example for the nobles and commoners.

But if I’m going to die anyway, I can’t drink poison in vain.

Ah, this ‘villain’ professionalism.

I replied, looking at Peter’s sympathy indifferently.

“Just kill me.”

There was chaos around the death row at my refreshing informal speech.

“T-T-T-T-That…!”

“Did you just speak informally to the Emperor? You were born as the devil’s daughter!”

As the situation became increasingly overheated, the knights sanctioned commoners who tried to come up to the death row.

In the midst of the confusion, the golden eyes that looked at me trembled as if they were a little startled.

After staring into my purple eyes for a moment, he seemed to have realized that I was a ‘Vallois’.

“I misunderstood. Still, I thought you know the example of a noble because you’re from one of the four largest families, but you’re just a maniac who couldn’t make sense of it.”

Yes. This is right.

It’s right to receive such a look of contempt and desire to kill me right away.

Because I’m the daughter of a villain. ‘Cause that’s how I was born.

“Status is meaningless in the face of death. Who would have imagined that those lowly commoners would dare to bark at Vallois?”

As I put on the prettiest and smoothest smile I could ever make, a laugh burst out of his mouth, which had been consistently expressionless.

Maybe he thought I was crazy.

“Yes, four years of meaningless life. I’ll finish it quickly.”

The sword that pierced the hot sun rose above.

Turns out this life’s death is coming.

My heart, feeling the intuition of death, pounded with physiological fear.

“…Ugh!”

Blood spurted from the corners of my mouth, which had raised its corners while hiding my emotions until the very end.

It hurt.

It was my 99th death.

***

When I opened my eyes after death, I had returned to the white world of ‘nothing’.

“…What kind of person will the next villain be?”

This world was divided into ‘extra’ and ‘main lead’.

In general, the main characters were born unaware of their existence in order to immerse themselves in the present life, but the souls born with ‘extra professions’ were different.

And among the extras, ‘the villain’s daughter’.

That role is me!

“I will die of pain. I should’ve just taken poison and died.”

Professionalism or whatever, the eerie energy of the blade that pierced my neck still remained like an afterimage.

This life had the level of difficulty of ‘high’ among the ‘daughter of the villain’.

The man called Dad was so obsessed with the female lead that I couldn’t even talk to him.

Because of that, rumors of the ‘abandoned princess’ broke out, and I grew up as if I was abandoned alone due to lack of connections.

“If Cassis had been obsessed with me, her daughter, my family wouldn’t have been put to death.”

Yep, next bullshit!

If a villain became daughter’s fool, would he still be a villain?

However, they usually returned at times like this.

In other words, in the case of the ‘main lead’ rather than the ‘extra’ who couldn’t play the original story, God’s mercy was usually given at this time.

Of course, the insignificant extras didn’t even have that kind of mercy.

Swooshㅡ

While I was so lost in thought, my soul was already on its way to the next world.

“The main characters are so fortunate. Usually, when they come back, they can change their life.”

How many more times do I have to live as a villain’s daughter?

When I feel depressedㅡ

Lightyㅡ

The feeling that had been in a state of weightlessness sank heavily with the power of gravity.

‘Is this my 100th life?’

Intuitively realizing that I had passed on to the next life, I quickly opened my eyes.

“Please let me be born again with a golden spoon. I want to die gracefully.”

There is nothing to pray for before I open my eyes.

“And this time, I’m asking for a kind dad, not a guy like Cassis.”

I’m destined to die anyway, but before that, I want to have fun.

“Arrived at my 100th life!”

When I opened my eyes completely, my opaque vision became clear.

I clenched and opened my fists to get used to the plump hands I haven’t seen in a long time.

‘…Does this life start at the age of five too?’

It was also like that before.

“…And this time, my skin is on the white side.”

Hmm. Well, that can happen.

By the way.

‘…Is my hair black again this time?’

I frowned at the strange sense of doubt.

The same skin like the life I just finished. The same hair color.

‘It’s rare…’

When such a strange feeling hit meㅡ

“Oh my, Billishia!”

My shoulders shook at the loud shout as if I was struck by lightning.

“What are you doing sitting idly? If I give you food, you have to pay for it, don’t you!”

Wait a second. Billishia?

“What are you doing, really!”

Slap!

Suddenly, a powerful pain arose on my back like a frog hit by a stone.

As I turned my head in the direction of pain, there was a person I was all too familiar with.

No way.

“What did you eat wrong?”

…The maid of the Eillian family?

“Whath is your name?”

No way. No way.

“What, what?”

“I’m asking what’s your name!”

It was right after I died as a villain, so maybe my sharp tone still remained.

The maid, who was slightly flinched at the shrill voice, asked with a puzzled expression on her face.

“…What happened to you, really? I’m Alice, a maid from the Eillian family.”

“…Whath?”

Is she serious?

If it’s Alice, she’s the Number 2 who tormented me when I was a kid in my previous life, right?

Unable to grasp the situation yet, I checked my hair and clothes once again.

Black hair that was damaged by malnutrition.

And even a maid outfit that was too big for a child to wear which was loose on my body.

…Did I really return?

“Are you deliberately pretending to be crazy because you don’t want to clean up?”

I couldn’t even hear the maid’s words, so I continued to fiddle with my face.

The texture of my skin…

Even my eyelashes are all the same as back then.

I’m a professional extra soul, but I returned?

‘I’ve never heard of such a case.’

It was then.

“Who’s not listening? That quiet kid?”

“V-Viscount!”

Suddenly, Number 2’s head bowed down enough for me to see the top of her head.

When I lifted my head and widened my field of vision, I saw a fat, middle-aged man approaching me, picking my ears.

“T-That’s because I asked the slave to mop, but she didn’t listen to me…”

“What? She doesn’t listen to you?”

“Yes. That’s why I was teaching her a lesson.”

“Hmm, Billishia. Is that true?”

The Viscount who was coughing asked me.

Efforts to subdue his dignified voice were futile, but Viscount Shrek’s throat hummed as if his voice was choked with his fat.

He was an extra who used to enslave me as a child and eventually got beaten up by Cassis.

“I accepted you, who had nowhere to sleep.”

But I couldn’t hear him. There was another important issue.

‘Wow, is this really a return? Did I come back?’

One chance.

God’s mercy to choose one’s own destiny.

Seeing myself pinch my cheeks in disbelief in a movie-like situation, the Viscount made a sound, tch.

“I think you’re really crazy, though?”

“She has been like that since earlier.”

“Hmm…? What do you think? If the young servants don’t listen…”

“Are you talking about discipline?”

“Yes.”

In response to the Viscount’s answer, the corner of the maid’s lips rose slightly.

“Discipline?”

Then, when I realized the situation, my ears perked up.

I was well aware of Viscount Shrek’s ‘discipline’.

Even 19 years ago, if I did the wrong cleaning, I was locked up in a cell in the name of ‘discipline’, starved for 5 days and banned from water for a week.

“…Take her to a solitary room for now. And discipline her until she becomes a good kid again…”

‘Stuck in the solitary room again?’

To live quietly like back then and then die silently?

Hmm.

I don’t want to, though?

“…Do you know?”

After I had finished thinking, I muttered carelessly.

“…What?”

I’m 5 years old and my voice is small.

I gladly shook off the dust and got up, and I shouted as I caught the eyes of the two adults in front of me.

“Do you know who my father is?!”

‘After all, if it’s according to the original story, Dad would come, so why do I have to crawl?’

What’s more, it was my second life as Lady Billishia.

‘Once I went through this, I’ve experienced slavery enough. I can’t do it twice. Even for those whom I can’t see much from.’

Viscount Shrek and the maid were killed when Cassis stormed the Eillian mansion.

Of course, Dad also died on the death row.

But that’s 14 years from now, right?

Having returned, I knew his fate well, but as a five-year-old, I needed his care right now.

“How dare you treat me like a slave. Call my Dad right now!”

Slap!

It will collapse later, but now that I’m 5 years old, the Vallois family is the 4th most prestigious family!

I shouted as if I were about to break through the ceiling of the hall, equipped with the tone of the 99th evil villain.

“I a-apolog… Ugh…”

The maid, who unconsciously bowed her head at my spirit, bit her lower lip as if she wanted to.

“Are the noble guests here now?”

“No. No one else in the mansion today but Viscount Shrek…”

It was the same with the servants who were chattering from afar. Perhaps all the servants near the central hall were frightened.

‘Since even before the death penalty, I teased the employess with this kind of tone.’

(t/n: she spoke formally when she said, “are the noble guests here now?” as she was superior to the servants so it’s like she was looking down on them)

I looked around and saw that the air was frozen.

Everyone seemed shocked that they mistook me for a noble.

Except for Viscount Shrek, the real noble.

“They said that one-day old puppies aren’t afraid of tigers. Alright, you are a noble.”

(t/n: an idiom that is used when one’s behavior is somewhat reckless.)

“Viscount Shrek, how dare you treat Vallois…”

“But, little one. Are you really a member of Vallois?”

Grin.

The Viscount, who suddenly raised the corners of his lips, slowly folded his knees.

Thanks to that, when the shadow of the Viscount locked my little body, I thought something was wrong.

‘I was a little impatient.’

Come to think of it, the Viscount must be unaware that Dad is coming.

I’m so excited about the comeback.

Hmm. My mistake!

“Ouch!”

It was then.

Thudㅡ

Suddenly, my forehead was pushed back and my body lost its balance then fell with a thud.

As I fell on my back, I screamed in unexpected pain.

The body of a five-year-old was weaker and younger than I thought.

“Oh my, you’ll fall down if I touch you.”

As he was pressing down on my forehead with his wrinkled fingers, the corner of his lips rose abnormally.

“If you want to be treated like a noble, I will do it. But, Kid. Are you saying that you know that nobles who escaped from their homes are treated less than commoners?”

Billishia’s childhood began in hiding with her runaway mother, Vivian.

Naturally, Cassis didn’t even know I existed.

“Do you believe that His Grace, who has no humanity, will ever find you?”

However.

“Yes.”

Isn’t this my second life?

My auburn eyes narrowed ferociously as I replied sullenly, fiddling with my sore ***.

“No. It will never happen.”

Thud.

“For feeding you.”

Thud.

“For letting you sleep, you should be thankful, you bastard who is neither noble nor commoner.”

Every time he spoke, my powerless head was pushed back from being pressed on my forehead gently.

Viscount Shrek’s personality is still there.

‘But if I provoke him here, it’s a loss now.’

It wasn’t that I couldn’t easily discern that I was the daughter of a villain.

First, step back.

After judging the situation, I lowered my head without answering as a sign of compliance.

As I kept silent in this state, I heard a tch, sound as if he had expected it, and the Viscount stood up.

“Send her to the discipline room.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Yeah. It’s my fault that I stimulated him without thinking.

Anyhow, I’m worried about Mom. She must be in the bedroom because she is sick…

“Hmm, she’s still young, so it would be better for her to be with her mother. Just send her to prison.”

My eyes, which had been calm, shook violently at the remark.

Prison?

Wait, didn’t I return after Mom died?

***

Slam!

“I don’t have to give you food, so I’ll just come back in five days.”

“…That dreadful house of Vallois is also rotten inside. The Duke sweeps the Rolls Empire, but his wife and daughter are in prison.”

Before the prison door was locked tightly.

I looked for Mom in a hurry, ignoring the eyes of the knights who glanced at me through the door.

As soon as the knights closed the door, the darkness subsided.

My field of vision was blurred.

Reaching out into the darkness, I felt the curvature of her nose under the texture of the rags from the tips of my fingers.

It was clearly Vivian.

‘It’s God’s mercy.’

It felt like nightmares were coming over again.

Why, of all things, did I come back as a five-year-old who was already weak?

As a hot lump in the middle of my neck trembled, tears flowed through the white cloth.

I didn’t have the strength to be sane.

I dug into Mom’s arms, which had sunk to the bottom of the floor. I could feel the sadly bare bones and flesh through her cloth.

“…Wait for a little bit longer…”

The only thing I wanted to see again in my last life was Vivian.

For she was the only one who saw me as a child in my villain’s life, as the others saw me either as an enemy or a pushover.

‘I just wanted to hug you.’

If I could come back. I didn’t need anything else, I just wanted to dig into Mom’s arms and hold her.

[Baby, are you okay?]

Because I miss that sweet voice that comforted me when I cried for 19 years.

In my 99th life, she was the only one whom I felt unconditional love from.

“…Hic, hic… Hicc…”

Mom’s pink hair was tangled under my swaying back.

Vivian was both the trigger and the cause of Cassis becoming the villain.

Vivian, who was afraid of Cassis’s twisted obsession, ran out of Vallois Castle even though she knew she was pregnant.

She obviously had no choice but to run away from the four prestigious families.

Of course, if I were Vivian, I would have planned where to run in the first place, yet Mom was so innocent that she wouldn’t even think of it.

Throughout my 99 lives, no one could’ve been nicer than Vivian.

‘And good people are always taken advantage of.’

My heart throbbed at the heavy truth.

Because Mom was a ‘good extra’, not a good main character.

This world began as Cassis, who witnessed Vivian’s death, became angry and became a villain in earnest.

That means Cassis will appear soon.

“…”

Shall I just end it here?

After I end this 100th life, in the 101st life, I’ll be a daughter of an ordinary villain.

It’s been a long time.

I got up quietly, crouching in Mom’s arms.

It was time to go back as Billishia.

***

“Sheesh.”

Moving and moving, there was nothing but endless darkness.

“Sheesh. I’m stuck here too.”

I was hoping that I might even find a hole in it. I crawled around and tapped the wall as far as I could.

“…Sheesh! There are walls everywhere.”

3 days in prison.

To be honest, I knew there was no hope in this prison where even the light couldn’t seep through.

But it’s not fair.

“Because I’m back!”

If I come back, I will be able to live well.

How did I get my second life? I have to do something out of this unfairness, though?

My first plan was to ‘escape’.

Now, it was inevitable that I would need to be taken care of by the Vallois family, but under the Imperial Law of the Rolls Empire, I’m able to formally become independent at the age of 16.

The Vallois family gives monthly money to their direct descendants as a maintenance fee, so long as I keep collecting the money until I’m 16 years old.

I can make a living for the rest of my life..

‘Let’s run to an unconditionally free country.’

Run away with the allowance money I received from my parents.

It was a crude life plan, but it was the only way to survive as a Vallois with an end.

First, the free country was 180 degrees different from the political system of the Rolls Empire.

Runaway nobles.

Skilled mercenary.

And even the emerging powers that have built up the capital.

Since they accepted everyone regardless of status or rank, of course, it had no choice but to grow in size.

‘Since the political ideology itself is different, it is unlikely that one will be able to tamper with the law.’

And I had another reason to flee to a free country.

‘Avoiding Peter.’

I died in his hands.

So, it meant that I could live my life to some extent if I avoided the male lead.

At that time, Vivian, who had died for a while, came into my gaze and I thought about making Cassis on my side.

‘There’s no way a villain can love his daughter.’

And as a professional extra, playing the original story was also a little off my mind.

I’m an extra, so my minor actions didn’t change the original.

What if I live like a dead mouse for 16 years and run away?

The original story would still be the same.

I, too, am able to live beyond the age of 19.

‘It’s the only way for me to live.’

First of all, to escape at the age of 16, I have to meet Cassis.

“Sheesh. Where is the way out?”

My body was starving because I was excited about the regression and made a mistake in judgment.

If I keep going like this, I might collapse from malnutrition before I even meet Cassis.

“I will live somehow. I’ll live longer than a squirrel this life!”

Don’t die. Here.

Ne. ver.

When I screamed with evil, adrenaline rushed through the veins in my body.

“Heyyyyyy!”

As I moved my elbows at twice the speed, my hips fluttered and accelerated like a fish.

I walked around the entire cell in a crawling position.

I won’t meet the male lead!

Messy blonde hair and golden eyes.

Huge physique. Slender tall stature.

Even the ascetic atmosphere felt through the marble-like skin.

I’ll never meet the damned mannnn!

Thudㅡ

‘Thud?’

Something soft touched the tip of my outstretched finger.

It didn’t feel like a wall.

‘What, is it something edible, I wonder.’

Even if it wasn’t a way out, it would be helpful if there was something here.

I grabbed the object and touched it to check what it really was.

Hm. Is it something edible?

Fluffy and strangely warm…

‘A gemstone for maintaining body temperature?’

Nope. There is no way such a precious thing could be in a prison cell.

Shaking my head, I fumbled a little more.

I could feel a thread hanging over the soft surface like a fine flour.

Upon closer inspection, the loose bundles of thread on my palms were glistening in gold through the darkness.

‘…Golden thread?’

Gold thread on the soft surface?

What the hell is this…

“A person.”

“W-What!”

“And this is my hair!”

The low-pitched tone that sounded like a warning in the blink of an eye made my shoulders tremble.

“I-I’m sorry! What lovely blond hair…”

My face, which was about to apologize for embarrassment, quickly stiffened.

A man. A person. Blond hair.

It was the number one thing I had to avoid.

‘After all, if it’s according to the original story, Dad would come, so why do I have to crawl?’

What’s more, it was my second life as Lady Billishia.

‘Once I went through this, I’ve experienced slavery enough. I can’t do it twice. Even for those whom I can’t see much from.’

Viscount Shrek and the maid were killed when Cassis stormed the Eillian mansion.

Of course, Dad also died on the death row.

But that’s 14 years from now, right?

Having returned, I knew his fate well, but as a five-year-old, I needed his care right now.

“How dare you treat me like a slave. Call my Dad right now!”

Slap!

It will collapse later, but now that I’m 5 years old, the Vallois family is the 4th most prestigious family!

I shouted as if I were about to break through the ceiling of the hall, equipped with the tone of the 99th evil villain.

“I a-apolog… Ugh…”

The maid, who unconsciously bowed her head at my spirit, bit her lower lip as if she wanted to.

“Are the noble guests here now?”

“No. No one else in the mansion today but Viscount Shrek…”

It was the same with the servants who were chattering from afar. Perhaps all the servants near the central hall were frightened.

‘Since even before the death penalty, I teased the employess with this kind of tone.’

(t/n: she spoke formally when she said, “are the noble guests here now?” as she was superior to the servants so it’s like she was looking down on them)

I looked around and saw that the air was frozen.

Everyone seemed shocked that they mistook me for a noble.

Except for Viscount Shrek, the real noble.

“They said that one-day old puppies aren’t afraid of tigers. Alright, you are a noble.”

(t/n: an idiom that is used when one’s behavior is somewhat reckless.)

“Viscount Shrek, how dare you treat Vallois…”

“But, little one. Are you really a member of Vallois?”

Grin.

The Viscount, who suddenly raised the corners of his lips, slowly folded his knees.

Thanks to that, when the shadow of the Viscount locked my little body, I thought something was wrong.

‘I was a little impatient.’

Come to think of it, the Viscount must be unaware that Dad is coming.

I’m so excited about the comeback.

Hmm. My mistake!

“Ouch!”

It was then.

Thudㅡ

Suddenly, my forehead was pushed back and my body lost its balance then fell with a thud.

As I fell on my back, I screamed in unexpected pain.

The body of a five-year-old was weaker and younger than I thought.

“Oh my, you’ll fall down if I touch you.”

As he was pressing down on my forehead with his wrinkled fingers, the corner of his lips rose abnormally.

“If you want to be treated like a noble, I will do it. But, Kid. Are you saying that you know that nobles who escaped from their homes are treated less than commoners?”

Billishia’s childhood began in hiding with her runaway mother, Vivian.

Naturally, Cassis didn’t even know I existed.

“Do you believe that His Grace, who has no humanity, will ever find you?”

However.

“Yes.”

Isn’t this my second life?

My auburn eyes narrowed ferociously as I replied sullenly, fiddling with my sore ***.

“No. It will never happen.”

Thud.

“For feeding you.”

Thud.

“For letting you sleep, you should be thankful, you bastard who is neither noble nor commoner.”

Every time he spoke, my powerless head was pushed back from being pressed on my forehead gently.

Viscount Shrek’s personality is still there.

‘But if I provoke him here, it’s a loss now.’

It wasn’t that I couldn’t easily discern that I was the daughter of a villain.

First, step back.

After judging the situation, I lowered my head without answering as a sign of compliance.

As I kept silent in this state, I heard a tch, sound as if he had expected it, and the Viscount stood up.

“Send her to the discipline room.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Yeah. It’s my fault that I stimulated him without thinking.

Anyhow, I’m worried about Mom. She must be in the bedroom because she is sick…

“Hmm, she’s still young, so it would be better for her to be with her mother. Just send her to prison.”

My eyes, which had been calm, shook violently at the remark.

Prison?

Wait, didn’t I return after Mom died?

***

Slam!

“I don’t have to give you food, so I’ll just come back in five days.”

“…That dreadful house of Vallois is also rotten inside. The Duke sweeps the Rolls Empire, but his wife and daughter are in prison.”

Before the prison door was locked tightly.

I looked for Mom in a hurry, ignoring the eyes of the knights who glanced at me through the door.

As soon as the knights closed the door, the darkness subsided.

My field of vision was blurred.

Reaching out into the darkness, I felt the curvature of her nose under the texture of the rags from the tips of my fingers.

It was clearly Vivian.

‘It’s God’s mercy.’

It felt like nightmares were coming over again.

Why, of all things, did I come back as a five-year-old who was already weak?

As a hot lump in the middle of my neck trembled, tears flowed through the white cloth.

I didn’t have the strength to be sane.

I dug into Mom’s arms, which had sunk to the bottom of the floor. I could feel the sadly bare bones and flesh through her cloth.

“…Wait for a little bit longer…”

The only thing I wanted to see again in my last life was Vivian.

For she was the only one who saw me as a child in my villain’s life, as the others saw me either as an enemy or a pushover.

‘I just wanted to hug you.’

If I could come back. I didn’t need anything else, I just wanted to dig into Mom’s arms and hold her.

[Baby, are you okay?]

Because I miss that sweet voice that comforted me when I cried for 19 years.

In my 99th life, she was the only one whom I felt unconditional love from.

“…Hic, hic… Hicc…”

Mom’s pink hair was tangled under my swaying back.

Vivian was both the trigger and the cause of Cassis becoming the villain.

Vivian, who was afraid of Cassis’s twisted obsession, ran out of Vallois Castle even though she knew she was pregnant.

She obviously had no choice but to run away from the four prestigious families.

Of course, if I were Vivian, I would have planned where to run in the first place, yet Mom was so innocent that she wouldn’t even think of it.

Throughout my 99 lives, no one could’ve been nicer than Vivian.

‘And good people are always taken advantage of.’

My heart throbbed at the heavy truth.

Because Mom was a ‘good extra’, not a good main character.

This world began as Cassis, who witnessed Vivian’s death, became angry and became a villain in earnest.

That means Cassis will appear soon.

“…”

Shall I just end it here?

After I end this 100th life, in the 101st life, I’ll be a daughter of an ordinary villain.

It’s been a long time.

I got up quietly, crouching in Mom’s arms.

It was time to go back as Billishia.

***

“Sheesh.”

Moving and moving, there was nothing but endless darkness.

“Sheesh. I’m stuck here too.”

I was hoping that I might even find a hole in it. I crawled around and tapped the wall as far as I could.

“…Sheesh! There are walls everywhere.”

3 days in prison.

To be honest, I knew there was no hope in this prison where even the light couldn’t seep through.

But it’s not fair.

“Because I’m back!”

If I come back, I will be able to live well.

How did I get my second life? I have to do something out of this unfairness, though?

My first plan was to ‘escape’.

Now, it was inevitable that I would need to be taken care of by the Vallois family, but under the Imperial Law of the Rolls Empire, I’m able to formally become independent at the age of 16.

The Vallois family gives monthly money to their direct descendants as a maintenance fee, so long as I keep collecting the money until I’m 16 years old.

I can make a living for the rest of my life..

‘Let’s run to an unconditionally free country.’

Run away with the allowance money I received from my parents.

It was a crude life plan, but it was the only way to survive as a Vallois with an end.

First, the free country was 180 degrees different from the political system of the Rolls Empire.

Runaway nobles.

Skilled mercenary.

And even the emerging powers that have built up the capital.

Since they accepted everyone regardless of status or rank, of course, it had no choice but to grow in size.

‘Since the political ideology itself is different, it is unlikely that one will be able to tamper with the law.’

And I had another reason to flee to a free country.

‘Avoiding Peter.’

I died in his hands.

So, it meant that I could live my life to some extent if I avoided the male lead.

At that time, Vivian, who had died for a while, came into my gaze and I thought about making Cassis on my side.

‘There’s no way a villain can love his daughter.’

And as a professional extra, playing the original story was also a little off my mind.

I’m an extra, so my minor actions didn’t change the original.

What if I live like a dead mouse for 16 years and run away?

The original story would still be the same.

I, too, am able to live beyond the age of 19.

‘It’s the only way for me to live.’

First of all, to escape at the age of 16, I have to meet Cassis.

“Sheesh. Where is the way out?”

My body was starving because I was excited about the regression and made a mistake in judgment.

If I keep going like this, I might collapse from malnutrition before I even meet Cassis.

“I will live somehow. I’ll live longer than a squirrel this life!”

Don’t die. Here.

Never.

When I screamed with evil, adrenaline rushed through the veins in my body.

“Heyyyyyy!”

As I moved my elbows at twice the speed, my hips fluttered and accelerated like a fish.

I walked around the entire cell in a crawling position.

I won’t meet the male lead!

Messy blonde hair and golden eyes.

Huge physique. Slender tall stature.

Even the ascetic atmosphere felt through the marble-like skin.

I’ll never meet the damned mannnn!

Thudㅡ

‘Thud?’

Something soft touched the tip of my outstretched finger.

It didn’t feel like a wall.

‘What, is it something edible, I wonder.’

Even if it wasn’t a way out, it would be helpful if there was something here.

I grabbed the object and touched it to check what it really was.

Hm. Is it something edible?

Fluffy and strangely warm…

‘A gemstone for maintaining body temperature?’

Nope. There is no way such a precious thing could be in a prison cell.

Shaking my head, I fumbled a little more.

I could feel a thread hanging over the soft surface like a fine flour.

Upon closer inspection, the loose bundles of thread on my palms were glistening in gold through the darkness.

‘…Golden thread?’

Gold thread on the soft surface?

What the hell is this…

“A person.”

“W-What!”

“And this is my hair!”

The low-pitched tone that sounded like a warning in the blink of an eye made my shoulders tremble.

“I-I’m sorry! What lovely blond hair…”

My face, which was about to apologize for embarrassment, quickly stiffened.

A man. A person. Blond hair.

It was the number one thing I had to avoid.

I let go of the hand, which had been wriggling at the sound of a person.

Because the fear of the death penalty was still clear, my body hardened when I saw blonde hair.

‘Come to think of it, the male lead was also the same age as me.’

Of course, there’s no way Peter will be alone in Eillian’s mansion, but if I’m 5 years old, he’d be young too.

There was nothing wrong with being wary.

By the way, why are there so many people imprisoned in the prison?

“Who you are. What your name is. Your eye color.”

Hurrilyㅡ

I used a low crawling position to keep the proper distance, and I heard a sigh of absurdity in the dark.

“…Black.”

“What?”

“My eye color is black… Nevermind. Just don’t come here.”

“Are you imprisoned too?”

When he answered black, my black hair, which had been sticking out, subsided.

Because the male lead’s eyes were yellow.

Hmmm.

First of all, he’s not Peter.

Anyhow, we’re the same age. And we’re in the same prison.

It was obvious that Viscount Shrek had been using him as a slave and imprisoned him for ‘discipline’.

‘The slave trade would be illegal in the Rolls Empire.’

In my last life, I was going to die anyway, so I wasn’t interested in what was going on in the world.

“Has Viscount Shrek been using you as a slave?”

“…”

“I’m also imprisoned like that.”

Yet the boy didn’t answer.

“…Cough.”

As I waited patiently, I soon heard a slightly heavy breathing in the darkness.

“Hm.”

A faint groan soon came out of the darkness, perhaps it was a big blow for him to have managed to move to answer.

If you’re in a prison, your body naturally weakens because you don’t receive sunlight and nutrients.

The boy looked much weaker than me, who was relatively fresh.

“Are you sick?”

There was no answer either.

“Sawry for keep touching you.”

I can’t keep talking to a sick person.

He’s not even the male lead. He doesn’t seem like a profitable existence.

However, since I’m not in a situation where I can realistically help, showing sympathy could also be violence from the other person’s point of view.

Well.

Great. Let’s go back.

It was when I made a decision and turned my body to the opposite side by adjusting the direction with my elbow.

Grumbleㅡ

Thunder suddenly screamed from the other side.

“Are you hungry?”

“…”

The boy in the dark seemed to be shy, so he completely ignored my words.

‘Is it because he’s starving? If that’s the case, I can help.’

Fortunately, I usually have kleptomania.

Isn’t it an essential skill for the role of ‘the villain’s daughter’?

Even in my previous life, stealing bread from the kitchen of Eillian’s house was my pleasure, so I had some bread in my emergency pocket.

‘Of course, my nose is three feet tall, but…’

But unlike me, that kid couldn’t eat at all.

If someone collapsed and died in this solitary room, it would be that boy, not me.

“Here.”

‘I can’t believe I’m doing a good deed. I feel like a heroine.’

Feeling proud, I took the bread out of my emergency pocket and handed it into the dark.

For a while, our arms shook in the air and bumped into each other.

His fingers, gently brushed against my wrist, stuttered and took the bread from the palm of my hand.

“…What is this.”

“Chowcowlate bread.”

There was a gulp in silence.

“You’re lucky, you know. There aren’t many chowcowlate breads that don’t go bad.”

“Nevermind. I can’t pay you back.”

As soon as the favor was rejected, the chocolate bread flew straight to my face.

‘Aww. He must have lived a dark past.’

“…”

If I just went out according to my personality, I would have nodded my head, but Mom was behind me.

And I didn’t want that boy to die in this situation.

Having already realized the fear of death once, I had to feed him bread for myself.

“…I have a chowcowlate allergy. You don’t need it, so I’m throwing it away.”

“Then throw it away.”

As I didn’t give up, his weak voice growled low.

He seemed alert from the moment I said I’d give him something.

Phew.

In the end, taking a deep breath, I stretched out my arms in the air and grabbed the boy’s wrist.

“!”

Then, I dropped the chocolate bread on the palm of his other hand, which was shocked, while he stretched out his hand.

“I threw it away.”

“…”

“Now the chowcowlate bread doesn’t have any owner. Pick it up and eat it. Hmph.”

Receive it when I give it to you nicely.

As I tried to look around the room again with my tongue clenched—

“…Don’t tell me to pay it back later.”

After a brief silence, a sign of a person was heard picking up bread.

‘Ugh. He doesn’t even say thank you.’

Still, I raised the corners of my lips slightly at the fact that he ate the bread, and crept back to Mom’s arms.

“Can you tell me your name?”

It was the time when I was curled up on the cloth that wrapped around Mom for a while.

A question came from afar.

Realizing that there was one more living person, I felt a little warmth in the cold prison.

“Billishia.”

“Billishia.”

When I told him my name, a beautiful voice which wasn’t going through puberty, followed me.

As if he wanted to remember my name.

“What about you?”

I turned with a wriggling posture and sat down.

Even if it looked unlucky, it was better than being alone for now.

“Sian.”

Phew.

He really isn’t the male lead, Peter.

“…Were you crying because your friend is sick?”

Thanks to the color of his eyes and his name, I was relieved inside. My ears perked up at Sian’s unique way of asking questions without any front and back.

I didn’t know what the intention of him asking that question was, so after being silent for a while, further explanations continued.

“You looked a little sad in the beginning.”

‘Ah, come to think of it, I cried a lot when I was dragged into the prison.’

It was then that embarrassment and sadness came at the same time.

Sian, who was in the dark, seemed to hear my cry and expected that a friend who was a slave in the circumstances was sick.

I didn’t really want to talk about that, but still.

If I met Cassis in the future, I would live as Princess Billishia.

That way, there he would have no one to talk to.

After a moment’s hesitation, I opened my mouth.

“It’s Mom.”

“Is she still in pain?”

“No.”

I couldn’t speak directly about the next words.

“She will probably sleep forever.”

Even though it was an expected result, it was far more painful than dying on the death row.

But when I spit it out of my mouth, I felt a little relieved.

“Don’t say you’re sorry or anything like that. I’m going to throw away my life and start a new one.”

I deliberately explained it as if it wasn’t a big deal in order to make Sian confused.

Saying that Mom died wasn’t for Sian, but for me.

“The chocolate bread is delicious.”

Fortunately, Sian had a good eye.

He changed the subject right away as he realized I didn’t like the dark atmosphere.

“Rwight? You have only one slice of bread for now, so eat it sparingly.”

“…I ate it all.”

“Why did you eat it all at once? You should eat it little by little!”

He only lives one day.

“…I can last a few days even if I don’t eat normally. Don’t worry.”

He was elated with confidence

“Rweally? Well, because you know your body best.”

Time passed after the conversation was over.

As I was hungry, I took the bread out of my emergency bag.

Munch, munchㅡ

In the quiet stillness.

As a stimulating sound that stimulated the salivary glands resounded, Sian, who had been quiet, spoke again.

“A bite…”

“No. way.”

Slurp, there’s no soup either.

“It’s not that, just what kind of bread…”

“Cre. am. bread.”

“Would it taste…”

“It’sh. yu. mmy.”

“From what I heard, the size of the bread is quite…”

“It’sh. shmall.”

Sian, who couldn’t break through my iron wall like a castle, kept his mouth shut.

It was a satisfying meal with a companion.

***

“…Hoamm, Sian?”

I yawned as I had fallen asleep before I woke up.

The prison was in darkness without a single ray of light, so I couldn’t tell if it was day or night.

“Sian? Are you upset?”

I didn’t even give him bread before going to sleep.

Was it because of it that he went sulky and didn’t talk?

“…You’re a narrow-minded child!”

I deliberately played a prank on Sian, but the exceptionally cold prison was uncomfortably quiet.

“Hmm. Actually, I have leftover bread, so I was going to give it to you…”

I lost.

A secret weapon. What should I do?

“…”

I looked around like a meerkat in anticipation of Sian’s answer, but there was no answer.

After that, I didn’t feel any movement at all.

“Sian?”

Maybe he ran away from the prison?

There wasn’t a single hole in it when I went around.

“Sian? If you’re really upset and didn’t say anything, talk to me first… ”

Boom!

Then a powerful explosion struck my right ear.

“Vivian, Vivian. Wake up. You can’t die. Vivian.”

My body, which was only five years old, was swept away like dust and crashed into a wall.

“Cough…”

An unusually powerful split.

When something hit my stomach, my lungs suddenly tightened and then inflated abnormally.

As the pain took over my body, I crouched like a slug.

‘I didn’t hear anyone coming. What the hell kind of person.’

But Vivian was there.

‘I have to take care of Mom.’

After coughing, I struggled to get up with my chubby palms.

“?”

Flutterㅡ

Dust trapped in the light was dancing in the air.

Suddenly, the prison had opened, and a ray of light that hadn’t been seen for several days leaked through the crack in the door.

Where my gaze reached, a man was on his knees, holding Mom and crying.

“…Vivian, wake up.”

“…”

“Please, please. Vivian.”

That man was desperately trying to hug Mom like an uneasy child.

But Mom’s droopy hand fell between his arms.

“…”

There was silence for a moment.

He stared at Mom’s hand, which had fallen under the floor for a while.

“Who is it.”

“…”

“Who killed Vivian?”

He looked at Vivian while muttering, so at first I didn’t know if the question was directed at me.

First of all, I felt very sick.

That’s why I was holding my breath and crying, but for a moment, a sharp blade overwhelmed the inside of the cell, and I suffocated.

Sorrowfully.

‘…Is it Dad?’

Time seemed to have stopped.

As I was raising my upper body to get up, I stumbled and fell to my knees.

When I lifted my head, his cold, sunken amethyst eyes met my eyes, and my body froze.

Cassis was the same as in my previous life.

That black hair, as if it was pulled out of the night sky.

The eyes of a predator that glow in the dark.

From the beautiful features and strong physique that seemed to have been sculpted by God, even his tremendous aura.

“I asked who killed Vivian.”

My terrible 99th Dad.

It was the moment when the main villain was born.