A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 3] Chapter 44

[Vol. 3] Chapter 44: Giving You My Life

 

When the diners start talking about lemon-roasted suckling pig, they can’t stop. From this, it can be seen that everyone has been craving this limited edition specialty dish for a long time. However, the owner of the barbecue restaurant, Senalin, remains calm and skillfully slices the barbecue, completely ignoring the desires of the crowd.

 

Behind him, the barbecue oven is burning, and looking into the oven, you can vaguely see the suckling pig sizzling with oil, the aroma of roasting with various ingredients is trying to waft out. This makes everyone’s mouth water, and they can’t help but want to grab a bite.

 

It must be said that the barbecue restaurant owner understands the art of hunger marketing—what you can’t have will always cause a stir. Ifia has already found the key to victory from the diners’ conversations. Therefore, at this moment, she appears calm and composed, with a smug smile on her face, as if she already knows which lucky person will get the lemon-roasted suckling pig in the end.

 

(^o^)/

 

Of course, it will be her~

 

On the side, Amelia curiously observes in silence, not asking but waiting for Ifia to voluntarily inform her. Knowing Ifia well, she won’t be able to endure for too long. Indeed, in just half a minute, Ifia couldn’t resist anymore.

 

“Amelia, rest assured, I will make sure you get to taste the lemon-roasted suckling pig today!”

 

Perhaps to prevent unnecessary trouble, Ifia leans closer to Amelia and speaks in a low voice.

 

As the upper body drew closer, a cascade of smooth black hair naturally fell, with the tips landing in Amelia’s palm, causing a tingling sensation. Up close, those shining black eyes sparkled like stars, and combined with the sincerity in her words, Ifia resembled a cat grateful for a stolen fish.

 

Amelia accurately grasped the unspoken meaning in Ifia’s words, which made her unable to hold back a chuckle. Originally, she had intended to use magic to persuade the barbecue restaurant owner to free up a spot, satisfying Ifia’s feline desires for the delicacy. However, Ifia misunderstood and thought Amelia wanted to partake in the competition.

 

Truly adorable.

 

Although Amelia now understood the misunderstanding, she had no intention of explaining. The feeling of someone making an effort for her, even a demon would be moved by it.

 

At the same time, due to her deep concern for Ifia, this sense of gratitude multiplied, and Amelia felt a special swelling pain in her heart, as if warmth and fulfillment were overflowing.

 

Her purple eyes softened even more, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with a pleasant expression.

 

She wished she could hug Ifia and give her kisses and cuddles at the moment.

 

“Ifia, you’re so good to me.” Amelia felt incredibly happy at the moment, even more so than devouring countless souls—this level of comfort was incomparable!

 

With joy in her words, she couldn’t help but hold one of Ifia’s hands and lift it into the air. She then voluntarily lowered her head slightly, rubbing her cheek against Ifia’s soft palm.

 

Ifia was momentarily stunned by this dependent gesture. When she finally reacted, her face turned red. Oh, Amelia, are you being spoiled right now? It’s unbearable.

 

Blushing, Ifia, at an inappropriate moment, thought to herself, “Stop being spoiled, I’d give you my life!” Perhaps due to her past shortcomings, being able to contribute to Amelia’s well-being made Ifia excited. She wished she could negotiate with the barbecue restaurant owner right now, but the timing wasn’t right. Patience was required.

 

As Ifia and Amelia exchanged smiles, the system silently observing them couldn’t help but express amazement.

 

Indeed, the risks taken at the beginning had proven effective.

 

If it were other systems and hosts, the choice would have been to confront the villainess through force or intelligence. It’s likely things would have ended disastrously. The villainess might not have left even a trace behind. However, the current approach of using emotions to conquer the villainess is stable and effective.

 

The host is on the brink of completing the mission to save the world. Success is imminent!

 

Even if the mission isn’t accomplished, there’s no need to worry about the host’s life. At least, given the current level of concern the villainess has for the host, even if the host’s identity as a soul from another world is exposed, it’s unlikely the villainess would resort to extreme measures.

 

On the contrary, the system itself is the one facing more danger! So, moving forward, caution is of utmost importance. Don’t get discovered!

 

“Hey, look at that short guy’s incredible luck, ?he?’s sitting next to such a beautiful woman!”

“?He? doesn’t seem like a local from Taric, is ?he? from another country?”

“I have to say, that silver-haired woman is really pretty, a super beauty!”

“Tsk tsk, nothing beats the aroma of barbecue. I’m definitely going to get that lemon-roasted suckling pig this time.”

 

Just when Ifia was in a good mood because of Amelia’s spoiled behavior, there always seemed to be someone annoying who couldn’t keep their mouth shut.

 

Even if they didn’t explicitly mention her by name and gender, the two words ?short guy? were talking about Ifia. It made Ifia roll her eyes, thinking that her height of 1.6 meters wasn’t short at all. If she were a petite girl, would she be mistaken for a gnome in Taric?

 

However, those people do have good taste. Amelia is indeed a beautiful woman~

 

Upon hearing Amelia being praised, Ifia felt extremely proud, even happier than when she received compliments herself!

 

“Do you want me to shut them up?”

 

Watching Ifia’s expression, a mix of annoyance and triumph, and not knowing what was on her mind, Amelia chose to directly ask, causing Ifia to quickly shake her head.

 

“They didn’t explicitly mention me. If I make a big deal out of it, it will seem like I’m overly concerned. It’s okay. I have a sweet girl’s height, I’m not short at all.”

 

After saying this, Ifia paused, feeling a bit embarrassed. She then touched her nose and added, “And besides, I like hearing them praise your beauty.”

 

“Is that so?”

 

Amelia smiled, taking the initiative to hold Ifia’s hand, feeling the familiar swelling pain in her heart. She urgently wanted to do something to express herself.

 

So, among the diners in the barbecue restaurant, a few individuals who had been sarcastic and mocking about Ifia’s height were treated to a special “shut up” package courtesy of the demon. The more they spoke, the more the portion of their souls consumed by magic increased.

 

Damage to the soul would affect physical changes, manifested as pale complexion, weakness, and so on. Just like now, with their unrestrained comments, the magic had already started taking effect, making them feel endlessly fatigued. Speaking even felt exhausting, and they could only obediently keep quiet.

 

Unable to concentrate on the conversation around them, they listened drowsily, as if they might fall asleep at any moment.

 

In reality, given Amelia’s past style, her methods would definitely not be so gentle. Sending them straight to hell would be the best outcome. However, around Ifia, she always instinctively restrained herself… even though she knew that the little fool Ifia wouldn’t notice, she had to be cautious just in case. Amelia didn’t want Ifia to be frightened or scared.

 

Therefore, the plan to discuss the destruction of the world with the three-headed poisonous dragon, Azhdaha, was temporarily halted by Amelia. She decided to focus on successfully repairing Ifia’s fragmented soul first.

 

The previous Amelia had an indifferent attitude because playing in the mortal realm was like a game.

 

Now, she had a goal. She wanted to take Ifia and leave this world that trapped her.

 

Hence, the plan to destroy the world was only paused, not completely abandoned. She was determined to shatter this world and break the cage!

 

“Lemon-roasted suckling pig is ready.”

 

In the barbecue restaurant, the long-awaited roasted suckling pig that the diners had been craving was finally taken out of the oven by the owner, Senalin.

 

As soon as it was taken out, a special fragrance immediately wafted through the air, causing mouths to water. Just looking at the crispy and brightly colored skin of the lemon-roasted suckling pig was enough to make people salivate, not to mention that Chef Senalin had elegantly added fruit slices as decoration. The various fruits complemented the aroma of the roasted suckling pig.

 

“Chef Senalin, how can we obtain a slot for the lemon-roasted suckling pig this time?”

 

The diners were so tempted that some couldn’t resist asking. Due to the capricious nature of the barbecue restaurant owner, each time the lemon-roasted suckling pig was sold, the conditions for obtaining a slot were whimsically proposed, catching people off guard and preventing them from preparing in advance. This caused both resentment and heightened anticipation.

 

Everyone took pride in securing a spot for the lemon-roasted suckling pig. Compared to the lucky winner Lenaor, who obtained a slot last time by drinking herbal tea, this time the conditions should be more normal, right?

 

They were just good at savoring flavors, don’t expect them to be knowledgeable about cooking. When Chef Senalin heard someone inquire, he seemed to want to smile, but whether it was due to maintaining a poker face or not, his attempt at a smile ended up looking menacing, almost like a murderer.

 

Seeing that someone was startled by his sudden smile, the barbecue restaurant owner quickly withdrew the expression.

 

Without further suspense, Chef Senalin directly announced the condition for obtaining a slot this time: “Anyone who can point out a flaw in any food in the restaurant will get the lemon-roasted suckling pig this time!”

 

It seemed to confirm the saying that the more you fear, the more it comes to you. As Chef Senalin laid out the requirement, the diners in the restaurant immediately sighed, feeling that Senalin’s demand was truly challenging.

 

If it weren’t for the delicious food at Senalin’s barbecue restaurant, they wouldn’t be repeat customers. Besides, most of them were just here for their culinary desires, not professional food critics. Now, asking them to come up with flaws on the spot was too difficult!

 

At this moment, the regular customers who had visited many times were all worried, not to mention the first-time visitors. Of course, this didn’t include Ifia, who was waiting eagerly. She had been waiting for this moment for a long time!

 

While everyone in the restaurant was racking their brains to find flaws in the food, Ifia, who was ready to give it a try, attracted a lot of attention. She naturally caught the gaze of the barbecue restaurant owner and others.

 

“That short guy… ugh, why is my head suddenly so painful? I feel so tired!”

“We, the regular customers, can’t think of anything. She’s a new customer who hasn’t even tried the barbecue rice once. She must be pretending and playing tricks.”

“Chef Senalin, your requirement is too strict, I simply can’t think of anything!”

“That’s right, Chef Senalin, your barbecue rice is a masterpiece in the royal city. How could there be any flaws?”

 

Amidst a chorus of praise, Senalin maintained a stern expression, not swayed by the sugar-coated compliments. He presented an unwavering and impartial demeanor, leaving people feeling frustrated.

 

It was at this moment that Ifia took the initiative to speak, “Chef Senalin, does your requirement include any food that can be found in the barbecue restaurant?”

 

“Of course.”

 

With the affirmation from the barbecue restaurant owner, Ifia continued, “In that case, I won’t hold back. This pot of herbal tea is not suitable for this barbecue restaurant.”

 

Ifia mentioning herbal tea was unexpected, as everyone’s attention was focused on the barbecue rice. However, Ifia took a different approach, starting with herbal tea.

 

Nevertheless, this pot of herbal tea cost a hundred thousand Taric coins, so a simple statement wouldn’t suffice. It needed a detailed explanation. Otherwise, it would be baseless speculation.

 

“Herbal tea isn’t suitable for a barbecue restaurant? How is that possible? I think it’s much better than coffee and water.”

“That’s right, even if you want to secure a spot, you shouldn’t just make things up.”

“Maybe she has some real talent!”

“Hahaha, did Chef Senalin lose a hundred thousand? This is really unfortunate!”

 

Because Ifia took the lead, discussions broke out among the crowd, making the barbecue restaurant lively. Ifia remained unfazed, simply observing Chef Senalin’s reaction.

 

Indeed, as if baited by Ifia’s words, Senalin raised his hand to silence the discussions in the restaurant and then earnestly spoke, “Quiet down, everyone. This guest, please continue.”

 

Seeing the trap set, Ifia felt even more confident. She proceeded with the prepared words.

 

“While this pot of herbal tea has the effect of clearing heat and detoxifying, for a barbecue restaurant, especially after consuming a large amount of meat, the most needed effect is to relieve greasiness.”

 

When an expert speaks, you can tell if they know their stuff. The three words “relieve greasiness” proposed by Ifia made Senalin’s gray eyes brighten, and he looked at Ifia with anticipation.

 

Previously, he also felt that herbal tea might not be the best match for barbecue but couldn’t pinpoint the reason. On the contrary, many customers in the restaurant praised the herbal tea, considering it better than plain water. No one provided any constructive feedback.

 

Now, hearing Ifia’s explanation, Senalin suddenly had a sense of enlightenment.

 

“And there are many beverages that can relieve greasiness. I happen to know one that is very convenient and has a low cost.”

 

Ifia continued to throw out bait, and those willing bit while others wouldn’t even touch it.

 

“This guest, may I ask for your name?”

“I’m Ifia, from the Sith Empire. This is my companion, Amelia Barlen.”

 

Clearly, the barbecue restaurant owner took the bait willingly. After hearing Ifia’s name, Senalin tried to display a smile but unfortunately failed, and he could only continue with a stern face, “Miss Ifia, this lemon-roasted suckling pig is yours.”

 

With just a few words, Senalin easily secured a spot, leaving the diners puzzled and angry.

 

“Sensational, don’t you doubt the authenticity of this person’s words? This is too hasty.”

“Exactly, it’s unfair to us. If you can secure a spot with just a few words, then so can I!”

“Chef Senalin, treat everyone fairly!”

 

Although the situation exploded, the barbecue restaurant owner, Senalin, was undeterred. He scanned the surroundings and said in a deep voice, “This is my barbecue restaurant, and everything is at my discretion. If you think it’s unfair, you don’t have to come back in the future.”

 

Oh, so firm!

 

Ifia, listening to Senalin’s words, couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up. However, it was normal to be questioned by everyone at this moment. After all, they were suddenly determining the winner in this competitive situation, giving off a feeling of using money to go through the back door.

 

In fact, Ifia felt that actions spoke louder than words. Without factual evidence, even if she spoke eloquently, it wouldn’t be convincing. However, something strange happened! She thought the diners’ comments would be more extreme! Tsk tsk, people from Taric country are quite amiable, huh!

 

Not knowing that Amelia used magic to silence people, Ifia sighed inwardly and then spoke earnestly to Senalin.

 

“Chef Senalin, if you don’t mind, you can go buy the ingredients now. It will take about half an hour to prepare.”

 

“No problem.”

 

Apart from Chef Senalin, the barbecue restaurant had other staff for various tasks. So, Senalin didn’t need to personally run errands to buy ingredients.

 

Soon, when the ingredients arrived, Ifia immediately started working. Without a frying pan, she could only use the grill for baking. At the same time, she carefully and in detail explained the baking process to Senalin who stood by.

 

Once the baking was complete, the next steps were simple. It just required soaking the baked items in water and adding some honey. At that moment, a pot of barley tea, capable of relieving greasiness, was ready.

 

Actually, sour plum soup can also relieve greasiness, but due to the numerous ingredients, it couldn’t be prepared on the spot. Therefore, Ifia chose barley tea, a simple and convenient beverage.

 

Next, Chef Senalin lifted the cup and took a sip, immediately showing a shocked expression on his face.

 

“What… what is this?”

 

“Honey barley tea.”

 

Senalin’s surprised reaction intrigued the diners in the restaurant. After all, when he was trying the flower and herb tea before, Senalin maintained a poker face, nothing like the shock he displayed now.

 

So, like ants on their bodies, everyone began to move curiously, eager to know the taste of honey barley tea. Fortunately, Senalin didn’t make them wait too long and had the staff prepare a pot of barley tea for each person.

 

After enjoying the barbecue and taking a sip of barley tea, it indeed made people feel extremely comfortable.

 

“Oh my goodness, this is truly magical. After drinking this barley tea, I feel like I could have another serving of barbecue rice.”

“It’s unbelievable. Miss Ifia, I apologize for my previous rudeness.”

“This will be an important discovery benefiting the people of Taric Kingdom!”

“Indeed, a small body holds great power!”

 

Actions speak louder than words. Ifia’s made barley tea received widespread praise, and she rightfully secured the spot for the lemon-roasted suckling pig. The diners, far from causing trouble, cheered and applauded Ifia.

 

Wearing a look of genuine admiration from the heart, it’s easy for Ifia to feel a bit overwhelmed by the praises from these people! Most of the customers who become regulars at Senalin’s barbecue restaurant are driven by their desires for good food. Conquering their taste buds is considered a righteous act, so there’s no condescension towards foreigners. Instead, they express apologies to Ifia.

 

In response, Ifia waves her hand, smiling and saying it’s okay. Perhaps having encountered many peculiar individuals in the past, she finds the Taric people to be very friendly, making it difficult for her to be upset about anything related to them.

 

Compared to caring about what others think, Ifia looks up at Amelia. Even though there’s some distance between them, Amelia’s smiling face is clearly visible, causing Ifia’s heart to flutter. This is what matters most to her – the support and approval of a true friend.

 

After contemplating various thoughts, now that she has successfully secured the spot, it’s time to return in triumph… uh, she means to go back and share the spoils of victory!

 

Ifia carried the plate with the lemon-roasted suckling pig, confidently striding back to her seat with an air of satisfaction, seemingly indifferent to everything. Along the way, she listened to the various compliments from the crowd and walked back to her original seat with a cheerful smile.

 

Without hesitation, she placed the roasted suckling pig in front of Amelia with a solemn expression, her black eyes gleaming as if she had accomplished a great feat. Her cute face clearly conveyed the message, “Quick, praise me.”

 

In response, Amelia raised her lips, chuckling lightly, and then reached out to pull Ifia closer. “Ifia, you’re really amazing. I’m proud of you.”

 

Knowing that Ifia was sensitive to such matters, Amelia lifted Ifia’s hand and, as she spoke, planted a sincere kiss on the back of her soft and fair skin.

 

With the gentle motion, long eyelashes fluttered like dense fans, igniting a spark in Ifia’s heart. The moment the tender lips touched her skin, Ifia felt a tingling sensation running down her spine. As the kiss erased half of her strength, she experienced an unusual sense of refreshment.

 

Oh, this woman is really something!

So alluring!

 

Sensing Ifia’s gaze, Amelia looked up, her eyes shining with a radiant glow, pulling Ifia into the vortex of those purple eyes, rendering her unable to escape.

 

It was just a simple gesture of kissing the hand, but Ifia couldn’t control the blush that crept onto her face. She awkwardly withdrew her hand, wanting to press down the wildly beating heart in her chest. She didn’t want to lose composure in front of Ifia, so she gritted her teeth and held herself together. It was just a hand kiss, she wasn’t afraid of a mere kiss!

 

Is Ifia someone who is helplessly addicted to beauty? Well, the truth is, she is.

 

In a daze, she sat down. After finishing the lemon-roasted suckling pig, Ifia finally snapped back to reality and realized she hadn’t tasted the dish at all. It wasn’t that the lemon-roasted suckling pig was bad, it’s just that while eating, her mind was filled with thoughts of Amelia.

 

She didn’t pay any attention to the taste of the food. Lost in contemplation, she lazily raised her eyes, thinking Amelia’s beauty was the most exquisite color in the world.

 

Oh, beauty is truly irresistible! Why is Amelia so stunning?

 

“Miss Ifia, the barley tea you prepared is truly precious. In addition to the quota for the lemon-roasted suckling pig, here are your rewards.”

 

After being fully satisfied, when Ifia and Amelia were about to leave, the owner of the barbecue restaurant, Senalin, walked over.

 

While talking, Senalin forcefully shoved a money pouch towards Ifia without giving her a chance to refuse. His demeanor was so assertive that it seemed more like a robbery than handing over money. Ifia couldn’t reject and had to silently accept.

 

Although Senalin, the owner, rarely smiled, he turned out to be a very good person. After all, if it were someone else, they might have been kicked out as a troublemaker the moment she spoke, rather than having their opinions respected.

 

“Senalin, your barbecue restaurant will become even more popular. I wish you further improvement in your culinary skills!”

“Thank you. Are you planning to continue exploring the royal city later? If so, I have two Kassel Hot Spring vouchers here for you.”

 

This time, Senalin’s smile finally escaped the realm of horror, and his genuine and happy expression caused his eyes to curve. As soon as he finished speaking, he took out two hot spring vouchers from his pocket.

 

Ifia couldn’t help but stare at them, discreetly swallowing her saliva.

 

Hot springs?!

Could this be fate reminding her?

Was it presenting her with a perfect opportunity to complete the “Honest Interaction” task?