Hey, You Can Be a Villainess Too

The childhood friend I trusted got pregnant with my fiancé’s child.

The doormat pushover I used to be is gone now. I’ll crush everything…!

The problem is, I’m a max-level pushover with a capital “I,” just an ordinary citizen.

“I’ll turn you, my savior, into the greatest villainess in half a year!”

Following the advice of Pippi, a magical AI chick,

I became the secretary of the empire’s greatest villain, Duke Croitz, to learn how to wreak havoc.

Alright. From now on, I’ll study every single one of his actions!

“Are your heads just decorative ornaments? They’re too ugly even for decorations, what’s their purpose?”

“All the idiots who caused trouble today, line up. Oxygen’s too precious, so hold your breath starting now. Go.”

As expected, the Duke proved to be an excellent teaching tool, and I did my very best to flatter him every time.

“As expected of our Duke! Another splendid display of… ahem, brilliance today!”

“I want to serve by your side forever, Your Grace!”

It seemed like everything was going smoothly…

But perhaps I flattered him a bit too enthusiastically.

“I’ll accept your feelings.”

…?

“You’ve been staring at me all day, every day, and you’ve meticulously noted down every word I’ve said.”

The villain said, his cheeks shyly flushing.

“You must like me that much. So, let’s do it, let’s get married.”

“…Whaaat?!”

It seems I’ve accidentally flipped the villain’s misunderstanding switch big time.