I Will Create a Good Ending for the Yandere Villainess

Chapter 563: "As your mistress, I forbid you from leaving me"?

Chirp. Chirp. Chirp.

As the flaming disc, the sun, rose from over the horizon, the darkness that lingered under the yet destroyed canopies of the trees was banished with a wave of the Gardener’s hand.

Since last night, he and the servants of the mansion worked tirelessly to repair the destroyed landscape that spanned 200 metres in diameter from the mansion.

What was once a beautiful, dense forest of grass, bushes, and shrubberies was reduced to a barren wasteland - stripped of its vibrancy.

Fortunately, with the help of the Gardener’s magic to manifest plants from mana, he was able to bring life back to the forest - eventually allowing the wildlife to return.

While there was still lingering darkness within the forest, they would soon be purified the moment the Gardener tracked them down with his keen senses.

The Roselles are a family of murderers. But they knew when to fix things that were caused by them, especially when said things would undoubtedly attract unwanted attention from the government, leading to them possibly paying a fine.

No one liked fines unless they were intentional.

Being brought a cup of water by Houston, the Gardener lifted his mask and took a sip, while throwing glances back to the mansion far off in the distance.

The mansion was atrociously damaged last night with its unstable foundations, destroyed furniture, ruined walls and eroded flooring. Fortunately, most of the servants at the mana had Earth as their beginning elements - allowing for quick repair.

His eyes narrowed before sighing:

"Are they awake yet?" He asked, referring to Lillian and his niece. "If I recall correctly, you employed a few servants to transport them to one of the rooms that had yet to be fully destroyed, yes?"

Houston nodded.

"Yes, sir. And we have yet to hear anything from their room." Houston bowed slightly, "But I believe it may be wise to leave them on their own until they voluntarily come out, sir. Love does have an effect on unstable individuals, be it for good or worse."

"Hm." The Gardener stared at the butler with an emotionless expression, his red eyes dark, but soon lighting up the moment he turned his head to the sky.

"Love... To think someone like my niece would hold more experience over me in such a department."

...

Servants wandered through the corridors of the mansion, revealing their expertise in cleaning, repair, and preparation for something that would happen later.

Although their mood was rather low due to the events of last night, they still worked with utmost proficiency. And as they worked, they would quieten their steps as they walked past a room.

This was one of the few master bedrooms that was currently occupied by two people lying soundlessly on a king-sized bed with white sheets and red rose patterns.

And only one of them was awake, currently.

A woman with white hair that reached just about her shoulders slept under the blanket of the bed. Her attire consisted not of a pyjama, but her maid uniform from last night - still slightly stained in blood, especially around her shoulder.

As Lillian slept, she shifted about as she tightened her arms around the back of a woman’s head, bringing their face closer into her chest.

Marionette, who had woken up before Lillian, felt the Rabbit’s fingers brush through her black hair - her hand also patting her as if it was intentional.

What was going on? That was the question that bounced inside her head. The situation she was in was too abrupt, surprising, and... Stimulating for her.

She had planned to confine herself to her room until the day she needed to leave for the Legacy Table. This plan would allow her to silently train her abilities in manipulating darkness - to better contain the True Darkness that angrily resided inside her Core - but the plan would also serve as a way to prevent Lillian from getting in contact with her.

The True Darkness was a corruption capable of reducing anything it came into contact with into nothingness; essentially, making it able to bypass any form of defence imaginable.

The only reason she hadn’t yet been reduced to nothing was because of her compatible body as a host. Her body had a high mana recovery and capacity, while also having been adapted to the nature of darkness due to her element.

She was also... Special in other regards.

Marionette brought the side of her finger to her mouth before biting down on it, later pulling it away when she felt pain.

Once confirming this, she slowly brought her arms around Lillian’s chest - hugging her before pulling herself closer in, leading to her face being pressed even tighter against the Rabbit’s chest.

Sniff... Sniff...

Marionette breathed in deeply, taking in Lillian’s scent that was partially dyed with iron due to her blood. ’It’s been so long...’

"Haa..." She let out a shaky breath.

While rubbing her face into her chest and basking in Lillian’s embrace on her head, Marionette’s hands began to wander the Rabbit’s slender back.

The Assassin grabbed onto the back of the Rabbit’s uniform, pulling her in tighter before letting go and wandering her curves. Marionette’s chest felt tight as she breathed. She wanted Lillian closer than they already were.

With her hands, which seemed to want to explore every nook on Lillian’s back, one of them eventually made it to the Rabbit’s rear accidentally.

With an accidental grope, Marionette quickly retracted her hand with immediate hesitation.

She shouldn’t take advantage... Not when Lillian was asleep, and when she could possibly wake the girl up.

Marionette’s fingers curled, her hand turning into a ball as she remembered the firmness, the softness, of Lillian’s rear.

...

Despite the risks, she wanted to touch it again.

Like a gambler who knew the risks involved with a slot machine, Marionette lowered her hand to Lillian’s rear again, but then found herself hesitant once more, leading her descending hand to slow down.

But what happened next was something she didn’t expect.

"Hm~? Is my kitten trying to cop a feel?"

Marionette felt a hand grasp the back of hers, guiding her to her goal. She became startled and secretly flustered as she looked up, finding Lillian’s gorgeous face smiling down on her.

Lillian, with a half-asleep look in her eyes, cooed:

"Meow~..."

Looking into Lillian’s sparkly blue eyes, Marionette found herself in a daze as her face remained cradled between Lillian’s chest, then, when she woke up and began to process how Lillian looked.

Her eyes shook. Her heart quickened. Her breath, though quiet, became ragged.

With all of these combined, she felt her body heat up exponentially to the point where she felt something leak out of her right nostril.

Lillian, who was acting playfully seductive as she brushed her hand through Marionette’s hair, slowly widened her eyes in shock as a red liquid began to run down from her girlfriend’s nose.

She immediately became worried.

"A-a nosebleed!? H-hey, are you alright? Ah, oh no!"

Lillian had never seen Marionette randomly get a nosebleed before! Was she still sick?! What sort of sickness caused a nosebleed? It had to be a serious one, right?!

Lillian placed her hand against Marionette’s forehead, soon replacing her hand with her own forehead, and roughly measured the Assassin’s temperature.

"Ah, jeez...! You’re burning up!"

Marionette watched as Lillian panicked about her condition, finding the Rabbit to have completely woken up from her half-asleep state because of worry.

The Assassin felt the corner of her lips curl upwards subconsciously; she felt warm inside because of this - warmer than she already was.

And watching as Lillian’s face got closer to hers, made Marionette’s face become a tad bit redder as a subtle hint of flusteredness leaked through her emotionless expression.

Lillian carefully wiped away the blood with a napkin she found inside a drawer, then she slowly pulled Marionette up into a seated position, making sure the blood didn’t flow to her brain.

Marionette couldn’t help but find herself enjoying being taken care of by Lillian. It made her feel small, not needing to worry or think about anything other than what happened in the room.

This was... Something she had wanted to feel the moment she got out of the surgery.

Pain like she was being eaten alive... Fevers where it made her seem she was being burned alive... And impulsiveness that made it seem like she was being substances...

She longed for the feeling of being taken care of by Lillian during those days.

As she watched Lillian move around to find pillows so she could rest against, Marionette was then reminded. Where was the pain? Where was the unbearable fever? Where was the dark impulsiveness that plagued her mind?

Looking down at the veins of her wrist, she found them to yet darken - especially when she was around Lillian; something she didn’t think would be a factor.

Marionette was then hit with realisation, having remembered most of what happened last night.

Was it... Was it because of Lillian’s medicine?

While Marionette was in deep thought, Lillian gave an exasperated sigh as she looked back at the Assassin. Should she get the Gardener? He might know more about this than she does with his high-medical knowledge.

After placing another pillow behind her Marionette’s back, Lillian mentioned:

"Let me go find your uncle, I’m sure he can tell us the reason for your nosebleed—"

"No need." Marionette interrupted with a shake of her head, clearly against the idea, "My condition is not what you think. I am perfectly fine."

Lillian, visibly uncertain, asked, "Are you sure? Maybe the medicine didn’t work properly because you didn’t ingest it. It did go straight to your bloodstream, after all—"

Before Lillian could even finish her sentence again, Marionette clutched the collar of her shirt and pulled her in.

Their lips collided.

Lillian was stunned, but found herself trapped in the kiss as Marionette moved against her lips hungrily - soon leaving.

Chu.

Marionette then pulled Lillian into the bed, tossing the Rabbit onto her back before straddling the girl’s waist.

With twists after twists, Lillian was now uncertain of what to do. But that feeling of uncertainty was soon dashed away with one whisper from Marionette.

"You wish to become my attendant, yes? As your mistress, I forbid you from leaving me."