A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 2] Chapter 21

[Vol. 2] Chapter 21: You Always Tease Me

At this moment, apart from the phrase “social death,” there are no other adjectives…

Only “late life is not guaranteed” now! [1]

Ah, why is it always like this every time? Is this task cursed?

Also, why didn’t Amelia remind her!!!

Facing the gaze of her companions, after realizing it, Ifia’s first reaction was to cover her face with her hand.

But she still couldn’t escape the fiery gaze.

Obviously, ostrich behavior doesn’t work at this time.

Then she could only endure it!

Ifia gritted her teeth, then slowly lowered her hand covering her face, silently chanting, ‘As long as I’m not embarrassed, it’s others who are embarrassed,’ and then pretended to be calm as she spoke to Jessica and the others, “Are you here to pick me up?”

“Oh my, it’s already so late!”

“Amelia, you go back first. We’ll meet at Pulis Academy!”

After quickly speaking to herself, Ifia turned her head towards Amelia, gesturing with her eyes, signaling her to hurry up and leave!

This made Amelia raise her eyebrows lightly, as if she didn’t understand Ifia’s meaning. Her face showed hesitation, “Ifia, didn’t you tell me… um.”

Seeing Jessica and the others’ eyes shining like light bulbs, Ifia’s familiar uncontrollable gossip spirit ignited fiercely when catching a sensational piece of news. The four words (????) “late life is not guaranteed” flashed in her mind again.

Sensing the danger, Ifia quickly took a few steps forward, raising her hand to cover Amelia’s mouth. Taking advantage of the distance between them and Jessica, Ifia leaned in closer to Amelia, preparing to speak in hushed tones. However, in her urgency, Ifia didn’t pay attention to the distance, and it seemed as if she was embracing Amelia, pressed against her as if embraced in Amelia’s arms. Like a naive bird accidentally venturing into the abyss, unable to escape no matter how hard it flaps its wings.

Amelia lowered her gaze at Ifia, not saying anything, just smiling and bending her body, very cooperative with Ifia’s whispered words.

“Amelia, quickly go, otherwise they will annoy us to death!”

“But I haven’t fulfilled your request yet, otherwise…”

“Ah, Amelia, you always tease me, hurry up and go!”

Ifia was sure, certain, and affirmative that Amelia understood but pretended not to. This earned her an annoyed glare, and in return, Amelia stood straight, reaching out to lightly pat Ifia’s head, then couldn’t resist pinching her cheek before satisfactorily retracting her hand.

After seeing Ifia, Amelia always seemed to have a smile on her face. Even though her lifted lips at this parting moment weren’t a brilliant smile, they still stirred something special in people’s hearts.

Ifia felt embarrassed to look at her again.

“Until next time!” Amelia followed Ifia’s request, nodded to Jessica and the others, bid farewell to Ifia, and then turned around to leave under the moonlight.

Watching Amelia’s figure, Ifia suddenly felt a bit reluctant. It would be nice if she could persuade Amelia to stay overnight… but with an improper status and awkward words, it’s better to let it go! After all, this is the church’s territory, not her own home.

“Alright, alright, she’s gone, stop looking.” Just as Ifia was suddenly filled with parting sorrow, Jessica’s teasing voice immediately brought her back to reality. Get a grip. There’s still a tough battle ahead! Ifia encouraged herself, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the dormitory building, trying hard to maintain a normal expression on her face.

“Just watching Amelia leave, that’s all.”

“Oh~~”

“After all, Amelia came to see me specifically, I can’t be impolite.”

“Oh~~”

“Jessica, it seems like you have a lot to say?” Ifia almost couldn’t hold back.

Instead of continuing to speak, she narrowed her eyes, then suddenly made a dash, raising her hand to encircle Jessica’s neck and press down. Afterward, she waved her other hand towards the others, saying, “Stop standing around, hurry back to the dorm!”

After Ifia locked Jessica’s neck, Jessica quickly raised her hand in surrender. However, Ifia wouldn’t easily let her go, she took Jessica upstairs like that.

Lucy on the side couldn’t stop laughing, just enjoying the spectacle, ignoring Jessica’s pleas for help.

When the group returned to the dormitory, Ifia finally let go of Jessica’s neck, thinking that things would smoothly come to an end. However, upon seeing Jessica’s uninvited presence and Lucy joining in the fun, Ifia knew she couldn’t escape after all. Sigh! Just hoping it will be light-hearted later.

“Ifia, confess and be lenient. Are you and Miss Barlen’s relationship really that close?”

“Yeah, we heard it with our own ears, you forcefully asked Miss Barlen to…”

Dealing with just Lucy and Jessica alone, Ifia already felt overwhelmed. Not to mention, the others in the dormitory were propping up their ears, openly eavesdropping and making Ifia quickly call a halt.

“Stop, stop, stop. What do you mean by forcefully asking, kissing on the cheek and such? It’s just a way of expressing friendship.”

Ifia continued to stand firm, feeling that her explanation made sense. She and Amelia shared nothing but a pure and sincere friendship. However, Jessica chuckled twice, wearing a smirk that said, ‘I can see through your lies.’ She then made a tutting sound, lifting her index finger and waving it in the air.

“If kissing on the cheek is a way of expressing friendship, why haven’t I received one from you?”

“……”

Ifia was speechless. Jessica’s question was too good, she shouldn’t have asked. Digging too deep into everything ruins friendships!

“Hmph, who asked Amelia to be so attractive? I just like beautiful women!”

Ifia directly gave Jessica a disdainful look, openly revealing her preference for attractive individuals. This caused Arlen, who was shamelessly eavesdropping nearby, to burst into light laughter. Quickly realizing her exposed act, Arlen hurriedly covered her mouth and pretended to be busy tidying up.

Meanwhile, Isabella, with her classical and elegant noble demeanor, sat on her bed, her emerald eyes filled with curiosity. She was genuinely intrigued by the relationship between Ifia and Miss Barlen.

However, due to not being particularly close to Ifia, Isabella could only sit still for now. Once they returned to Pris Academy, she vowed to actively befriend Ifia!

Meanwhile, Irene, who had already laid down early to rest, simply lifted the blanket over herself. After completely covering herself, her face displayed an intense jealousy. She silently resented why today’s center of attention wasn’t her! If only Prince Carloy could come…

However, unlike Ifia’s close relationships with the Duke’s daughter, it wasn’t an easy task for Irene to have the prince visit the church. Why does Ifia always have such good luck, effortlessly becoming the center of everyone’s attention?

“Wuwu, Ifia, you said I’m ugly, my heart is broken.”

Jessica turned around and pretended to cry on Lucy’s shoulder, a momentary display of acting skills. Ifia chuckled, raised an eyebrow, and didn’t go out of her way to console her. Instead, she spoke up at this moment, “Since your heart is broken, I assume you won’t be in the mood to visit Amelia’s house anymore. I’ll let Amelia know…”

“Hey, what’s going on? My heart is pounding wildly, incredibly healthy!”

Ifia raised her hand and pushed away Jessica, who was playfully acting up. Internally, Ifia breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have smoothly diverted the situation.

If Ifia had known, she would have just grabbed Amelia for a kiss right in the church square, and they wouldn’t have attracted a crowd. However, thinking about Amelia intentionally coming to see her, Ifia suddenly felt delighted. Before going to sleep tonight, she planned to reread Amelia’s letter a billion times.

Amelia’s arrival was like a tornado. After the powerful gusts passed, they left behind shocking traces. This resulted in Ifia becoming the center of attention wherever she went during work today. Even when she entered the small room leading to the confession chamber, Father Churt, her partner for the day, no longer treated her with his usual aloofness.

“Ifia, I never expected you to know the Duke’s daughter.”

“Father Churt, don’t tease me. If I had known it would cause such a stir, Amelia should have come to see me quietly.”

“This is an honor that others can’t envy. Mirabeau is one of them. He wants to have lunch with you. If you don’t want to go, make sure to run away quickly!”

“… ”

Ifia thanked Father Churt for the reminder. After hearing some peculiar confessions in the confession chamber, she asked her friends to pack her lunch and sneakily hid it. She didn’t want to have lunch with Mirabeau. Once again, she regretted why she had taken up this internship.

While Ifia was sneaking around, contemplating whether to climb a tree, someone suddenly tapped her shoulder from behind, startling her so much that she almost jumped up the tree. Quickly turning around, she saw Austin smiling and greeting her, “Ifia, what are you doing here?”

“Austin, it’s you. You scared me.”

This was the second time Austin had managed to surprise her, and Ifia was starting to suspect it was intentional! Always attacking from behind!

“Sorry, I just saw you looking troubled. Are you facing any difficulties?”

Upon hearing the inquiry from the experienced colleague Austin, Ifia thought for a moment and immediately said, “I need a quiet place to spend my lunch break. Do you have any recommendations?”

“A quiet place… sure, follow me!”

Austin enthusiastically led the way, making Ifia feel a bit embarrassed. She initially just wanted Austin to point her in the right direction, but hospitality prevailed, and she ended up following him.

However, as they walked, the surroundings gradually became unfamiliar. Ifia frowned, about to stop and ask Austin where they were headed, but before she could, Austin raised his hand and pointed ahead, smiling.

Looking in the direction Austin indicated, Ifia saw a splendid white miniature chapel standing in front of them.

Huh?

The church has such exquisite buildings? With curiosity, Ifia watched as Austin pushed open the door, producing a heavy “creak” sound. Upon entering along with him, she discovered that the interior was even more luxurious than the exterior.

Those shiny pillars, are they made of gold? And the statues of saints holding giant pearls, with the wings of little angels adorned with countless sparkling diamonds… Truly extravagant! Why hasn’t Sister Nornada come here to steal things? Just taking anything would make a fortune.

“Sorry, Ifia… someone has asked to see you on behalf of another.”

“???”

While Ifia was immersed in her admiration for the gold, Austin suddenly turned and said, making Ifia raise her head in confusion. Immediately, she saw a few people slowly walking out directly in front of her.

The woman standing at the forefront gave Ifia a slight smile. Her eyes, covered by a white ribbon, made her imperfections appear even more holy.

A subtle smile graced her lips as her ethereal voice broke the silence.

“Hello, Ifia.”

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TL Note:

[1]

Chinese idiom that means “to lose one’s integrity or morality in old age.”