Please Bully Me, Miss Villainess!

Chapter 139 : The Taste of Gentleness

"What is this...?"

Not long ago, Yvonne still felt her mind was a bit hazy, but now she felt she was almost completely sober.

Should it be said that Elsa truly lived up to being the protagonist? She always seemed to trigger some strange events.

"...Where on earth did you catch this demon?"

Seeing Fillo being dragged in by Elsa, tied up like a zongzi, Yvonne admitted she was startled.

"Caught her in the kitchen. This one... she ate all the food Evie made, she's a greedy demon!"

"Mmph mmph mmph!!"

The demon girl on the ground writhed, letting out a wail.

"At least let her speak..."

Yvonne felt somewhat helpless as she crouched down, her gaze level with Fillo who was forced to kneel on the ground.

"You're Fillo?"

"...Mmph!"

She could only nod desperately,

The confusion in her heart kept growing—how did these people all know her?

Was she really that famous?

Previously, within the demon realm, although she was the sister of a Demon King candidate, Fillo, whose abilities weren't outstanding, was just a nobody.

However, unlike Elsa, the reason Yvonne knew Fillo was because she was also a character appearing in "Wings of the Heart".

Fillo was the sister of Fiel, a conquerable character and the Demon King. She was a demon girl with a somewhat reckless and simple-minded personality. She was like the typical fool character in romance stories used to adjust the atmosphere, commonly known as a supporting character.

In the game, Fillo was the supporting character for the Demon King route.

She would help the protagonist get closer to the cold, domineering Demon King (setting), creating some accidents and incidents to bring them together more.

Actually, setting aside the game itself, Yvonne quite liked characters like Fillo who didn't have much scheming. When she had played through her storyline in the game before, her mood would become better.

"...Mmph mmph mmph!!"

"Don't move."

Yvonne sighed, starting to crouch down to remove the bindings on her body.

After removing the gag from her mouth, Fillo immediately angrily accused:

"I haven't fallen so low as to be pitied by humans—you hypocrite!!"

"Understand your position—"

Hearing such stubborn words, Elsa coldly and imperceptibly increased the magical power exerted on her again.

Fillo immediately felt the pressure on her body increase.

What a terrifying woman—

As a demon captured by humans, Fillo trembled on the ground.

Forget about absorbing her magic power, she couldn't even get close!

How could there be such a formidable person among humans?

Although still inferior to her sister at her peak, she was already a force not to be underestimated.

She seems to have become somewhat harsh...

Cold sweat dripped down Yvonne's temple.

This appearance, these lines, it was more like she was the villain character now.

Where had that soft, gentle rabbit-like protagonist from before gone? Or was this her true nature all along?

Growl~~~~

An embarrassing sound came from her stomach; it seemed the foolish demon in front of them was hungry again.

"I'm saying... you've already eaten so much... even eating mine and Evie's portions—yet you still have the nerve to be hungry? You shameless demon!!"

For some reason, Elsa seemed even angrier than before.

"Th-This can't be helped—"

Fillo, red-faced and on the verge of tears, instinctively defended herself:

"Be-Because—it was really too delicious!! When something tastes good, naturally you want to eat more, right?!"

She spoke quite righteously, but Yvonne liked hearing this.

"Hmm... Was it really that delicious?"

She asked this somewhat cute foolish demon with a smile,

Fillo nodded vigorously, her head bobbing like a garlic pounder.

Although the blonde woman in front of her didn't seem malicious, with Elsa standing behind her staring at her, after experiencing how terrifying this woman could be earlier, Fillo was afraid of offending Yvonne and being bullied again.

In this situation, even if it tasted bad, she would have to grit her teeth and say it was delicious—let alone when it actually tasted very good.

But... why was this woman so strong, yet obedient to the weaker one beside her?

Fillo didn't quite understand,

Among demons, strength was everything. The strong preyed on the weak, the capable held power—this was an iron rule.

But among humans, it didn't seem to be so.

"I'll make something to eat."

"...But it's so late."

Elsa didn't want Yvonne to overexert herself. She was feeling unwell and should rest early.

"We have a guest who's come from afar, naturally we should entertain them well."

"This one isn't a guest! She's a demon with ill intentions!!"

I was almost attacked just now!!

Yet even so, after bringing her back, Yvonne didn't comfort her at all, but instead treated this demon preferentially.

This made Elsa feel quite aggrieved. She couldn't understand at all why Yvonne was being so friendly to this suddenly appearing demon girl.

She folded her arms and looked at Fillo somewhat angrily, an action that frightened the poor demon girl into retreating a few more steps.

However, even from a human perspective, Fillo was quite beautiful.

Elegant silver hair, and although she had the characteristically bewitching and beautiful face of demons, she had an innocent and pitiful air completely opposite to the traditional evil demeanor of demons—

And... most importantly, her chest was quite large.

............

Could it be because of this?!

Compared to her own "small bumps on a grassland" flat chest, the other clearly had more womanly charm than herself, a human.

Compared to her flat self... did Evie actually prefer this type?

Realizing her own shortcomings, Elsa once again fell into deep panic.

Damn it... this is too unfair!

She must have cast some kind of charm spell!

As she ignited a sense of competition in her heart, she very quickly felt defeated on her own.

There was no helping it; girls in love often tend to become sentimental like this.

"If you're hungry, I'll make something for you to eat."

She stood up and tied on an apron.

"But Evie... is your body really alright now?"

Remembering how unwell she looked before she left, Elsa asked with some concern.

"I'm much better now. My head doesn't hurt anymore, thanks to the fruit tea you gave me to drink."

Hearing this, Elsa finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Growl~~~~~

But as soon as she relaxed, her stomach also became uncooperative.

"..............."

Seeing her red-faced and holding her stomach, Yvonne couldn't help but laugh,

"You're hungry too, so I definitely have to cook now—"

"I'm fine!!"

"But, for late night... it's better to choose foods that are easy to digest."

They had a small fire stone stove in the temporarily built tent they were staying in, but this was mainly used for boiling water, and was completely different from the fire stones used for cooking.

"Oh, that reminds me... Elsa, do you still have ingredients for making small cakes?"

"Yes, I have plenty."

Fillo watched wide-eyed as Elsa seemingly magically produced several eggs, a cup of milk, and a small paper bag of flour from her hands.

This... what kind of magic is this??

Could it be that human magic has already developed to such a level...?!

This is really convenient.

No matter how many times she saw Elsa's storage magic, Yvonne was always amazed.

"Hehe~ If Evie has anything that needs to be carried but takes up space, just leave it to me."

The 'inventory' was like a mobile small warehouse. Although it couldn't hold many things yet, it was steadily expanding and could already store quite a few items.

This trip was also made much easier thanks to Elsa's spatial magic.

Although currently it was just being used like a backpack that didn't take up space, she believed that before long, this space would play a crucial role.

"Although we have ingredients, there's no oven here... What are you planning to make, Evie?"

Yvonne took out a small piece of sugar cube from her backpack, wrapped it in stiff paper, and crushed it as much as possible with blunt objects at hand.

The room in the demi-human tent where they were temporarily staying had a simple fire stone stove for boiling water. Although its power was completely insufficient for cooking, it was more than enough for what Yvonne planned to make.

She brought over a clean stone slab,

Cracked two eggs, separating the yolks and whites,

Mixed the yolks with milk until uniform, then added flour, stirring in a Z-pattern to form a batter.

For the egg whites, she gradually added the crushed sugar.

Then used wind magic to whip it.

Compared to combat, with her magic strength, it was naturally most suitable for use in such daily skills.

"The transparent egg liquid... has turned white!"

Fillo watched in amazement.

She saw with her own eyes how the originally small amount of egg white suddenly became a fluffy white foam-like substance.

And its volume had increased several times!!

...Could this also be some kind of magic?

The golden yellow and milky white merged, turning into an even more beautiful and enticing color.

She placed a clean stone slab on the fire stone stove, brushed it with a thin layer of oil, then squeezed the prepared batter onto the hot stone slab.

"Elsa, it's time to flip—add a few drops of clean water for me!"

"—Leave it to me!"

The two cooperated very smoothly,

Magic could condense water elements from the surroundings, so collecting a few drops of pure water was no problem at all.

The clear droplets fell onto the sizzling hot stone slab, quickly evaporating into steam with a sizzling sound.

It's just like magic...

Fillo watched the pan without blinking as Yvonne skillfully flipped with a wooden spatula—the side that had just been heated had already turned a beautiful golden brown color.

By the way... what is this food called?

It seems to be called 'soufflé'...?

It sounds light and soft.

After flipping, the soufflé swaying on the stone slab looked as soft as a cloud.

"Just five more minutes and it'll be done—"

The sweet aroma suddenly filled the surrounding air.

"Isekai special soufflé! Give it a try."

"...Is there a portion for me too?"

"Of course, weren't you hungry?"

Fillo's nose tingled,

Apart from her sister, no one had ever been so kind to her before.

"Eating this should be enough to fill your stomach somewhat."

Yvonne placed the thick, soft soufflé with both sides golden brown, along with a wooden fork, in front of her.

Fillo cut off a small piece with the wooden fork and put it in her mouth.

"—!!"

In all her life, it was the first time eating this food called 'soufflé', and Fillo was deeply impressed.

It's just too delicious~~~~~~~~!!

Who knew there was such delicious food in this world—

The texture was fine and delicate, soft like a cloud, this soft feeling spreading in her mouth, with a hint of sweetness. Adding to that the powdered sugar sprinkled on the plate after cooking further enriched the sweet taste perception and layering,

Fillo was deeply moved,

"You're... Miss Yvonne, right??"

"...Yes?"

"Miss Yvonne! Would you be interested in becoming a demon's retainer!?"

After biting into this cloud-like pastry, Fillo made up her mind that she must bring this delicacy back to the demon realm!!

"No way! I won't allow it!!"

As if afraid someone would steal Yvonne away, Elsa hugged her tightly.

"—Evie is going to be my bride!!"

"You're kidding, right?"

Fillo was somewhat dazed,

This kind of thing, even in the demon realm where ethical and moral concepts were relatively vague, was a very extraordinary matter.

...How can girls marry girls?

"In a same-gender marriage... who would be the bride, and who would be the groom?"

"Well..."

This question stumped Elsa.

In traditional weddings, it's composed of a man and a woman,

In stereotypical impressions, one person always has to play the role of the male,

But her answer was different:

"—If both are women, then both are brides."

Yvonne put her hand on Elsa's shoulder, speaking as if it were a matter of course.

Although she was answering Fillo's question, she spoke as if she were telling herself, gently stroking Elsa's hair.

"Because we're both girls, so we're both brides—"

Hearing these words, the doubt in her heart was finally resolved.

"Evie...!!"

Elsa was so moved that she put down the small pancake she had just taken a bite of and threw herself into Yvonne's arms.

She had indeed considered this question before, and her final conclusion was 'either way is fine'.

Because, whether Evie wore a traditional wedding dress or a white suit, she felt either would suit her perfectly!—Just imagining it made Elsa feel like she was about to get a nosebleed!

If only there could really be such a day.

"............"

Fillo, stuffing soufflé pancakes into her mouth on the side, gave a complex look,

Just watching these two gave her a feeling of being full.