A Sweet Girl Won't Be Fooled By The Villainess - [Vol. 4] Chapter 34
[Vol. 4] Chapter 34: Too Inferior
“Ah?”
Ifia sat dumbfounded on Amelia’s lap, her slender waist held firmly by the hands. However, the current focus wasn’t on this, there was a shocking twist in the plot!
The pitiful angel, initially captured by the vampire, underwent a dramatic transformation. She turned into a fallen angel, even more dangerous than a vampire!
Pure angels from the camp of the benevolent gods had attributes of kindness and light, while fallen angels were crazed individuals who succumbed to the temptation of evil gods.
They maintained the appearance of angels, but their hearts, once longing for light, became tainted. Not only did they ruthlessly hunt and kill their own kind, but they also tortured and killed demons. They were capricious and extremely erratic—absolute lunatics!
Ifia knew quite a bit about these from various novels and biographies circulating in the Sith Empire.
So, when she heard the term “fallen angel” coming from Amelia’s mouth, she immediately felt her scalp tingling. The fear beneath her black pupils involuntarily shrank, and her cute face wrinkled with anxiety.
Oh no, Amelia was so cunning to use this move! But it didn’t violate the rules of character collapse. It was like exploiting a glitch in the game, trapping her in a dilemma.
The rules against character collapse were set by Ifia herself. If she violated them, she would have to agree to a condition proposed by the other party, and she couldn’t refuse.
Despite Amelia’s understanding nature, there was an old saying: don’t steam the steamed bread for the sake of saving face!
She couldn’t set the rules herself and then break them on her own later—that would be too inferior! So, Ifia gritted her teeth silently and decided to continue with this act.
“Trying to deceive me? Angel, you’re too naive. Do you think I would believe your words?” Ifia retorted.
Amelia’s sudden mention of ‘fallen angel’ had shocked Ifia immensely, but once she regained her composure, she realized it wasn’t an insurmountable challenge.
She could still resist! After all, the angel’s words alone didn’t prove anything.
Evidence was needed.
However, even the attire of the angel costume was designed by the owner of the costume shop at Ifia’s request. Amelia had only learned about her role as an angel today, so she couldn’t have prepared in advance.
Thinking about this, Ifia immediately perked up, her black eyes shining. As a smile gradually brightened her lips, almost taunting, her sharp teeth once again revealed themselves.
Showcasing her vampire identity!
Seeing this, the angel Amelia didn’t panic. Instead, she let out a muffled laugh. The fallen neckline revealed the fullness of her bosom, heaving like tumultuous waves, with conspicuous deep red kiss marks on the left snow-capped peak.
Her beautiful purple eyes narrowed slightly, and a subtle smile played on her lips. It seemed like she was amused by Ifia’s stubbornness in the face of impending consequences, deciding to give this little creature a profound lesson.
Before that, Amelia released the hands holding Ifia’s waist, granting her freedom. As Ifia swiftly retreated like a wary little animal, Amelia didn’t pay attention to the increased distance between them.
She didn’t continue sitting in the chair. Instead, she stood up.
With a nonchalant expression, she took a few steps forward. Her graceful figure was like a blooming flower, enticing and captivating, firmly capturing the onlookers’ gaze.
With a casual lift of her hand, she adjusted the collar. Though not as open as before, the loose neckline still allowed a clear view of the snowy white peaks. The effect of partial concealment was even more tantalizing, akin to holding a lute, partly veiled.
Coordinating with Amelia’s departure from her previously fragile demeanor, her red lips now lifted slightly, and her purple eyes exuded an air of undeniable dominance.
Although her appearance remained unchanged, there was a sense that she had transformed into a different person. The oppressive aura was palpable.
With a safe distance established, just as Ifia smugly thought that Amelia couldn’t produce ‘evidence’ and smirked. The next moment, Amelia, who had stood up, tilted her head, and six enormous black wings suddenly extended from her back.
The massive wings gently flapped, with the black feathers appearing fluffy and dense, shimmering in the sunlight.
Ifia’s smile immediately stiffened, and her cute almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief.
( O_O’)
She stared blankly at the wings behind Amelia, feeling the urge to slap herself hard to check if she was dreaming.
Could it be that Amelia was truly an angel?
For a moment, Ifia felt like her brain was overloaded and on the verge of exploding. However, Amelia didn’t give her time to adapt, lightly laughing.
Casually lifting her foot, Amelia walked towards Ifia with a leisurely and confident stride, effortlessly shattering the distance Ifia had managed to maintain.
When Amelia caught her again, Ifia remained stunned, unable to resist looking up at Amelia’s face with clear eyes full of disbelief.
Absolutely adorable.
Amelia smiled and raised her hand to pinch Ifia’s cheek, a familiar gesture that brought Ifia’s sanity back to reality.
Although since coming to this world, I’ve encountered several extraordinary beings, Amelia, as the daughter of a duke, must be human! Especially since she’s the first human Ifia has encountered, she’s definitely not an angel!
Perhaps due to Ifia’s constantly changing expressions, she ended up with a very pitiful and aggrieved look, making Amelia sigh.
She then gave a hint, “In order to surprise you, after you invited me to attend the academy celebration, I went straight to the place where you make custom costumes, and I bribed your tailor.”
“Now it seems you didn’t suspect a thing, you’re truly cute in your naivety.”
Amelia’s wings behind her were actually made by black magic. After all, she didn’t anticipate Ifia suggesting a role-playing game, so there was no prior preparation.
Fortunately, the gullible Ifia is easily deceived. As long as the excuses provided are somewhat reasonable, success in fooling her is assured.
However, regarding the custom clothing from the tailor, Amelia indeed knew about it in advance. It wasn’t intentional surveillance on Amelia’s part, but the incident with the Xero blood diamond had caused a stir, leading even ordinary commoners like Ifia to become known to the noble class.
In the clothing store, Ifia mysteriously instructed the shop owner not to disclose the design, arousing curiosity among the noble attendees. Some wanted to inquire about the information from the shop owner.
So, after Ifia left, those who were eager for gossip immediately approached and informed the shop owner about Ifia’s relationship with the duke’s daughter. Consequently, the shop owner, in an attempt to build connections, came forward privately.
However, Amelia considered it merely Ifia’s little quirk and didn’t pay much attention. Unexpectedly, Ifia had various tricks up her sleeve, making it quite entertaining.
With Amelia almost explicitly hinting that the shop owner had betrayed her, Ifia finally realized that Amelia was indeed human, and those black wings were fake!
Initially thinking that she had caught Amelia off guard with the costume for the celebration, Ifia was shocked to find out that she was already aware!
Was Amelia just pretending to deceive her?
Perhaps not only the black wings but also the chair and even the rooftop’s iron door key, everything was arranged by Amelia in advance…
Otherwise, how could everything be so coincidental!!!
And to think, she foolishly believed it all. How infuriating!
Feeling like she had discovered the truth, Ifia puffed up like an angry pufferfish, her cheeks resembling pale and tender buns, and the fiery anger burning in her black eyes was even more intense than the bonfire below.
However, before she could react, Amelia took the initiative.
She reached out, embraced Ifia, and before Ifia could comprehend what was happening, she found herself thrown onto a chair by Amelia. Following that, Amelia used one hand to hold Ifia’s hands, successfully recreating the classic pose!
Not long ago, Ifia herself had been so audacious. The backlash came too quickly!
“My little cutie, seeing how fascinated you were earlier made me curious to try it too!”
In the midst of Ifia’s internal complaints, Amelia’s nonchalant words triggered alarm bells in her mind. A rapidly spreading sense of foreboding crept over her.
To prove Ifia’s premonition right, Amelia quickly lifted her other hand. With easy and swift movements, she removed her cloak, and slender fingers began undoing each button of the vampire’s black satin shirt. Until the last button was unfastened, the shirt dropped onto the chair.
A gentle breeze swept through, leaving Ifia feeling cool. Compared to being completely bare, her upper body now only had a snug undergarment. Due to her hurried breaths from panic, her chest rose and fell continuously, emitting a sweet fragrance like stacked white cream.
Hmm~
Looks very appetizing~
A glimmer of mystery flashed in Amelia’s purple eyes, and she ‘kindly’ issued a warning.
“Let me taste the flavor of a vampire and see if it’s as sweet as it looks.”