Transmigrated as the Villainess Fake Young Lady, Please Spare Me, Female Lead Sister - Volume 1 Chapter 47

Chapter 47: Can You Take My Measurements Forever

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Time skip.

Claire’s body measurements were collected.

When Lavendia released her, it felt like a million years had passed.

The system promptly displayed with concern: 『Signal fluctuations detected from the host. Host, what happened?』

Claire leaned against the wall, face flushed red, breathing heavily.

Lavendia walked to the side, recording the corresponding numbers on parchment, her expression as usual, calm and composed, not acknowledging Claire’s reproachful gaze.

Claire answered the system internally: “It’s nothing, maybe I just died for a few seconds from being too nervous.”

『This system recommends complaining to the etiquette teacher, saying the female lead didn’t measure you properly.』

“…No need, really no need.”

Claire’s eyes were extremely tired: “She measured too well.”

Indeed, she measured extremely well.

Measured with utmost precision, measured thoroughly, measured without reservation, very intensely.

Claire wanted to ask her why she was so skilled, whether this was really her first time measuring someone…

Measuring measurements, that is.

Lavendia turned back: “Young Lady Claire, why are you still leaning against the wall? Are you alright?”

Ah, my female protagonist.

Her gaze was so righteous, so clear, so calm.

Thinking back carefully, she really hadn’t done anything inappropriate.

It was just that the distance was a bit closer, the environment a bit more intimate in the darkness.

Fingers occasionally brushing past, skin occasionally touching, accompanied by some innocent contact, some unintentional friction, some suppressed whimpers from Claire…

This was because… she was ticklish, yes.

It must have been because she was ticklish, or because she was scared… the distance was too close, that’s why she couldn’t control her voice when touched.

While Lavendia appeared so nonchalant, except for her slightly reddened ears, showing almost no signs of anything unusual.

She even seemed to be in a good mood, her favorability rating neither rising nor falling, as if she was truly just carrying out her duties, completing the task assigned by Teacher Aurora.

In contrast, Claire was red-faced, her eyes unfocused, not only sweating profusely but also her legs were so weak she could barely stand…

To be so shaken just from taking measurements, it was as if she was the one with the problem.

This wasn’t right, how could she be so shy.

Shouldn’t she just be an emotionless task-completing machine?

The main quest should be about survival, right?

Although she had been sticking close to Lavendia ever since transmigrating here, but, but…

…When exactly did it start, wanting to get even closer to her…

When measuring the waist, it was just through clothes, Lavendia’s fingers accidentally brushed against Claire’s side.

That light touch, like a dragonfly skimming water, made Claire’s whole body tremble…

The room was dark, Lavendia’s eyes were also dark, with only that tiny bit of light from the floor lamp in them.

Claire wanted to turn back and accuse her again, then suddenly saw Lavendia give a slight smile.

When she smiled, that small, warm point of light seemed to ripple out gentle waves in her eyes, making her whole person appear very soft.

It also made Claire’s already elevated heart rate from embarrassment speed up a bit more.

…As expected of the female protagonist.

Not only is she the center of this world, not only is she the main character with cheat abilities, could it be she also has some succubus attributes?

Although even before transmigrating, when just playing the game, she already liked the radiant Lavendia in the game…

But now, this fondness has probably become more concrete.

After all, even now, after Lavendia had walked away, her heart was still pounding.

Claire was immersed in some subtle state, momentarily lost in thought, not responding.

Lavendia slightly furrowed her brows: “Young Lady Claire?… Low blood sugar again?”

The system’s text also popped up at the same time: 『Host, abnormal heart rate and body temperature detected.』

Following that, another suspicious red text appeared.

『Friendly reminder from the system: Please properly play the role of villainess and advance the plot, do not let the story deviate. Electric shock punishment will be administered upon detection of host’s violation.』

Claire came back to her senses.

She looked at Lavendia, seeing faint gentleness and concern in that usually calm and collected cold face.

…Sigh.

“I’m fine, Sister Lavendia.”

Claire shook her head slightly, cleared her throat, and straightened her back.

“— Don’t underestimate the young lady of the Grendel family. Rather, your measurement skills are terrible, taking so long!”

Hearing this, Lavendia seemed to pause for a few seconds, but quickly returned to her calm demeanor.

That hint of concern also quietly disappeared, like a stone sinking into a lake.

Claire couldn’t help feeling sad about this fleeting tenderness.

Just now, in her oxygen-deprived highly nervous state, she had a sudden enlightenment, immersed in a rather shocking fact.

That is: Could it be that I’m attracted to the female lead’s body?

Could it be that the reason she’s so shy is because she likes Lavendia?

That’s why she gets embarrassed when she comes closer, and even casual touches can make Claire’s heart race and face flush…

No, no, no, that shouldn’t be it.

How long has it been since she transmigrated here, and the time they’ve spent together isn’t that long either, at most it’s just not disliking her, at most just having a good impression, right?

Although when thinking about how Lavendia might send her to the stake in the future, this good impression becomes mixed with some unease and awe…

But how to put it, this dangerous feeling might also be quite attractive.

After all, sister is beautiful, has a good figure, and smells nice too.

Her personality is also good, and she’s very righteous, no matter how you look at it, she meets the standards for love at first sight.

And everything that’s happened since Claire transmigrated here has been related to her, and in the future, they’ll probably continue to be entangled together, which also meets the standards for falling in love over time…

Even if it hasn’t reached the level of like yet, given more time, she’ll probably come to like her.

Liking Lavendia isn’t anything strange.

After all, Lavendia is perfect, everyone in the original game liked Lavendia too…

Lavendia is beloved by all, except for those deliberately designed stereotypical villains, the antagonists.

Unfortunately, Claire is now one of the antagonists.

She’s one of the few people who don’t like Lavendia… or rather, she shouldn’t come to like her.

So a question surfaces.

— What if she did fall in love, then what?

Could Claire’s psychological changes also be considered plot deviation as mentioned by the system?

At this moment the system suddenly threatens with electric shock warnings, could it be trying to cover something up…

…No, after all, the system cannot control my thoughts.

Perhaps the system’s judgment of whether the plot has deviated or not still depends on specific actions.

As long as behavior and conduct don’t cross the line, and each step appears faultless, probably won’t be punished.

Claire fell into deep thought.

Then, maintaining this ambiguous state for now should be fine too.

The current important policy is still to handle tasks while avoiding the system’s detection, while not letting Lavendia’s favorability rating decrease, avoiding the stake ending.

The system requires that the plot cannot deviate too much, but if Claire’s feelings would also be counted as a kind of deviation…

Claire suddenly felt like laughing.

…Hasn’t it deviated from the very beginning?

While pondering this, Lavendia finished recording Claire’s measurements.

She returned, handed the measuring tape to Claire, and said in a business-like tone: “Then next, it’s Young Lady’s turn to measure me.”

“Hmph, fine, sister come stand properly, I’ll demonstrate exactly how nobles should take measurements correctly.”

Claire put her hands on her hips and raised her chin, deliberately using a fierce tone to dispel the system’s suspicions.

Unfortunately, the blush on her cheeks hadn’t completely faded, which made her look completely non-threatening.

Lavendia made no comment and gracefully stepped forward.