I Am The Game's Villain

Chapter 356  Celeste And Amael

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Celeste froze completely when I opened my eyes.

As my gaze shifted from the ceiling toward her, she gulped, looking as if she had been caught red-handed committing the biggest crime.

I felt her soft hand on my forehead and hair for some reason. Not that I hated it, but I was currently topless in front of two women.

"Have you had enough, Celeste?" I asked, my voice low.

"Ah… s-sorry, I didn't mean to…" Celeste quickly withdrew her hand and averted her gaze, clearly flustered.

"How many days have I been out?" I asked, trying to sit up. A groan escaped my lips as pain shot through my body.

"Around a day," the maid standing behind Celeste answered.

"A day…" I repeated, processing the information. It was better than I had expected, considering I had just awakened, but it didn't mean I was fully recovered. My body was still utterly exhausted from the ordeal, and I knew it would take a few more days to regain my strength.

Despite my weariness, I felt an overwhelming urge to just sleep again, especially after dreaming of those times with them. The exhaustion weighed heavily on me because of that dream.

This was the time when I first met Yanis and Marlene.

I can still vividly recall their words.

"Count on me if you have any problems with that bastard Jayce."

"I will always support you and Ephera, Nyr. Don't hesitate to ask for help."

Their promises still echo in my mind, even now.

Tragically, they lost their lives on Earth. Gladys told me they were searching for answers about what happened to me and Emric when it happened.

We truly dragged them into our mess, Ephera...

I am painfully aware of this.

I know that if Yanis, Marlene, and Lucy had not gotten involved with us, they would still be alive. Their fates were changed because they became close to me, to Ephera, and even to Gladys, who was pulled into this by Leon, from what I understand.

All of them seemed to have been reincarnated here, but I have no idea where or in which appearance. If I were them, I'd definitely hide my identity to avoid getting caught by the bastards who destroyed our lives on Earth. However, it's also possible that they haven't recovered their memories yet. Kleah regained her memories as Gladys after Leon kissed her and did something to her in the Enigma Dungeon.

If only that bastard Nihil could tell me more about it, but his presence disappeared suddenly during my month in prison.

"Amael?" Celeste's voice brought me back from my thoughts.

I set these thoughts aside and looked at Celeste while picking up some clothes neatly folded near the bed, clearly meant for me.

"What are these clothes? Finally embracing your status as a Princess?" I asked, putting on a shirt as I stood up.

"W-What?" Celeste stuttered before glancing down at her dress. It was a typical princess gown, and even her hair was styled beautifully with some ornaments. She looked completely different from her usual more relaxed style.

"Ah! What have you done, Lera!" Celeste's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment as she complained to her maid.

"Princess, you weren't listening to me, so I took the liberty of picking out suitable clothes for you. I have to say, you look really beautiful in attire befitting your status," Lera said with a chuckle.

"But I feel so weird…" Celeste said, looking at her dress and turning around.

"What do you think, Lord Amael? Is the Princess weird?" Lera suddenly asked me.

"L-Lera?! What are you asking him?!" Celeste was dumbfounded.

It was a good question.

[<You should be familiar, Amael. She is playing the wingwoman.>]

'Don't make me recall those embarrassing moments, Cleenah.'

I grimaced a little as I adjusted my shirt before looking at Celeste.

When our eyes met, she quickly averted her gaze, gripping her gown as if she wanted to tear it off and change into something else immediately.

"H-He doesn't know anything about girls…" Celeste muttered with a typical tsundere scoff.

That's rude; I know a lot of things about girls.

Ephera basically forced me to learn things about girls. She was upset at my denseness when it came to her and Shayna, I suppose.

Anyway, I looked at Celeste, and honestly, that sky-blue dress suited her perfectly. It was a stark contrast to her usual above-the-knee skirts, lazy hairstyles, and tomboyish presence.

It is just like Layla when she shifted to wearing the pinafore uniform instead of the one showing her body. She looked absolutely stunning in that other uniform because of the contrast probably.

The same was for Celes.

"Well, you look beautiful, yeah," I said, approaching her.

"What!" Celeste was shocked by my words and didn't even have time to catch her breath before I approached her.

"W–What are you doing…? Don't get closer!" Celeste raised her hands in defense.

"You've watched too many movies, Celes," I said, reaching my hand past her head.

Celeste closed her eyes tightly, anticipating something, though all I wanted was to reach for the scissors.

I glanced at the mirror in front of me and behind Celeste, then began cutting my hair. They were a bit too long for my liking, and a change of hairstyle wouldn't hurt.

Celeste stood close in front of me, her hands gripping the table on which the mirror rested, her body leaning back due to my proximity. But I paid no heed and focused on cutting my hair.

After a few minutes, I was done; my hair was now cut short.

I expected Celeste to protest a bit, but she remained unusually silent. It was my way of getting back at whatever she had been up to while I was asleep, but...

"Y–you could have done it elsewhere…" Celeste said, glaring at me.

I stared at her with my glowing amber eyes and reached out my hand again, this time clearly aiming towards her.

Celeste closed her eyes tightly, bracing herself.

She shivered when she felt my cold touch on her bare shoulder.

"I apologize, Lady Prophetess," I said, removing a strand of my hair from her shoulder.

When she opened her eyes, she saw my smirk and blushed once more in embarrassment.

"D-Don't call me Lady Prophetess!" She pushed me back gently and stepped away, but her lack of experience with heels caused her to slip on the floor.

"Ahaa!"

I quickly caught her arm and smiled. "The most unrefined Princess I have ever seen."

She was the complete opposite of Aurora, who was the epitome of a perfect Princess in behavior, duty, and appearance.

"I-I don't care, you sneaky pervert!" She retorted, regaining her stance.

"That's a misunderstanding," I replied with a grimace.

"I don't believe it," Celeste crossed her arms.

"So, you really think I sneaked into your room purposefully to... sleep with you?" I asked raising a brow.

Celeste's eyes widened in shock before she burst out of the room with a bright red face.

"P-Princess?" But at that moment, an old man in armor stood in front of the door.

It was August; the last time I saw him was in Zestel during the exam.

He looked at me, surprised, before shaking his head. "Princess, the Heads of the Houses are back! But something happened!"