Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

33.

“I’m telling you, I’m fine! I really have no problems!”

Clochette was about to cry as she lost her confidence and composure, just like when she first met Noah. The beautiful nun who was once like a battle goddess now looked like a pitiful, desperate woman trying to prove she was normal.

“So I said I believe you, didn’t I? Who do you think lifted you back to your room when you were on the verge of losing yourself?”

Noah’s expression, which seemed to regard her as trash, actually calmed Clochette down.

“What’s this? Is it Mr. Noah who helped me? Actually, I only remember running away from a group of drunkards and then my memory is a blank.”

Clochette, who had finally calmed down, tried to recall what had happened, but couldn’t remember anything.

Oh no, her head must have been hit and caused her to forget temporarily, and it shouldn’t affect her personality, should it?

She said this, but Noah was also struggling to keep a straight face, thinking about what he had done after she fainted. However, Noah didn’t think it was a big deal.

“It’s fine if you don’t remember, anyway. I just helped you calm down the curse and got you back to your room to rest.”

Noah said this casually, with a completely nonchalant attitude.

“Ah, yes, thank you, Mr. Noah. If it weren’t for you, I would probably have… uh? Calm down the curse?”

Clochette, who was about to thank Noah, suddenly realized her mistake, and before she could put on a nun’s demeanor, she froze.

Can a curse really be calmed down?

Did she, like a hideous demon, attack the man she was about to invite into the church as a priest?!

There stood a nun, her face flushed with shame and embarrassment, looking like she was about to collapse. Noah didn’t seem to be as friendly as before, but instead became slightly mocking and sarcastic.

“Oh, no, no need.”

As Noah said this, Clochette’s heart, which had been suspended all along, finally died. She had never had the courage to remind Noah to be careful, and now she was losing consciousness and being cursed by Noah’s spell.

Feeling heavy-hearted, she sat down on the bed, thinking about what she should do from now on, especially when faced with this man.

This question wasn’t just something she was thinking about; Noah was thinking about it too.

Although he claimed to help eliminate the spell’s temptation, Noah hadn’t taken away her virginity. He had only used toys to help her release her desires.

After all, preserving her virginity was also a form of training.

Noah had given her the opportunity to avoid defeat at the start, and if she couldn’t do that, she could continue walking in the world as a virgin.

But if she was pulled into the dark world by the demon, then don’t blame Noah for interfering.

Since she would eventually lose her virginity, it would be better to let Noah take her down.

So, even though Noah hadn’t taken away Clochette’s virginity, he would pretend to have done so.

As for the reason? Ha ha, it’s because she would hate him.

“You know you’re wrong, I’ve helped you a lot, remember to pay me back later, okay?”

Noah’s plan was to make his female lead fall in love with him, but he didn’t need to be liked. On the contrary, he needed to be hated.

Knowing that Clochette hated something, Noah changed his attitude, becoming less friendly and more impatient. He even refused to look at her straight.

“Interest? What interest?”

As expected, Clochette, who was still feeling regretful and embarrassed, felt the change in Noah’s attitude and couldn’t understand why he was acting this way, so she asked again.

Noah had always thought that Clochette seemed to have a crush on him.

If he wanted to, he could easily make her his own and take her away from other men and women who were eyeing her. But Noah hated the fact that the original independent female lead would become a yellow-haired accessory.

Even if the yellow-haired one was himself, he hated it. He felt disgusted by the thought of such a humiliating change.

Mother-pig transformation was at the bottom of his contempt chain.

Perhaps at first, he would feel excited by the thought of the once-high female lead falling into , but that excitement would quickly become tedious. After all, the mother-pig female only knew how to make love and had no other tricks.

Noah was seeking a way to reverse the curse and make the yellow-haired one and other villains fall.

Why should only the unfortunate person be the female lead? If they were all going to be unfortunate, then let them be together.

Compared to the female lead’s mother-pig transformation, the high female lead, who had become obsessed with the yellow-haired one’s c*ock and betrayed her master, then became so obsessed that she ended up using the yellow-haired one as her prisoner, was a more interesting story.

Therefore, Noah didn’t need the female lead to conform or like him. On the contrary, he sought resistance and hatred.

So here, Noah began to act like a cold-blooded villain, starting to reverse the affection.

He raised his chin, looking down at Clochette with a hint of disdain, and said:

“There’s no need, the so-called interest is just your performance. I didn’t tell you, but I’m a novelist who likes to observe humans. As a clergy, you’ve provided me with a lot of experimental data, and I must say, cases like you, who are supposed to be a nun but can’t control their desires and attack men, are quite rare. I’m really impressed… Sorry, it’s thanks to you.”

“Wha—!? Did you really come to me for that reason!?”

Faced with Noah’s contemptuous and mocking expression, Clotilde felt her shame diminish, replaced by a surge of nameless anger.

So she was here, embarrassed to face others, while he actually regarded her as nothing more than a little white mouse worth observing?!

“Hmm? What else could it be? I figured you’d eventually lose due to your carelessness, so I’ve been waiting to observe you. You didn’t think I was captivated by your image as a nun fighting on the front lines, did you? Haha, look at you now, what a pathetic sight! You really dare to think that way!”

Seeing her efforts to win him over backfire so obviously, the nun’s attitude turned decidedly hostile, and Noah continued to mock her, further diminishing her favorability.

Noah lounged with his legs crossed, cruelly laughing at Clotilde’s failure, showing no mercy to the nun.

At this moment, Noah was the complete opposite of a heroic protagonist, a cold-blooded villain with no tenderness whatsoever.

“!?”

She never expected that the man she had hoped to recruit into the church as a priest was actually a pervert who enjoyed observing others’ suffering for his own stories.

Was she to be the prototype for Noah’s novel’s protagonist, thus tarnishing the entire profession of nun!?

Gah! She had really misjudged him!

Feeling unable to accept this, Clotilde stood up in agitation, casting a look of disgust at Noah, her voice trembling as she struggled to contain her anger:

“Enough! I already know you’re a downright pervert! So get out of here! I never want to see you again!”

Her tone was filled with hostility, and her previously decent favorability plummeted into the negatives.

But rather than feeling ashamed like a woman, Noah preferred her current icy demeanor.

After all, this was part of the training.

“That won’t do! If you try to kick me out now, I’ll report you to the church for attacking men after being cursed by a succubus.”

Of course, the disliked Noah wouldn’t leave obediently; instead, he provided a reason he couldn’t go.

“You!?”

The nun, clearly taken aback by Noah’s unexpected tactic, looked even more incredulous than before.

If she hadn’t lost her power, it felt like she would have immediately drawn her gun and spellbook to teach the threatening Noah a lesson.

“And besides, kicking me out would only cause you trouble. With me here, you can keep the succubus marks at bay, and with you here, I can complete my data collection. We should be considered a community of shared interests, right? Or are you really planning to disguise yourself and work in a brothel to get rid of the marks? Hmm? Wait a minute, that might not be a bad idea; I could gather even better data…”

Noah ignored Clotilde’s hostility and continued to present reasons she couldn’t refuse.

To make her accept, he even pretended to be intrigued by his own suggestion, resting his chin on his hand as if deep in thought.

Originally, Clotilde felt terrible upon realizing that the man she valued saw her as a test subject.

But Noah’s words made her feel like things could get even worse.

Refusing to cooperate would surely lead to a situation far worse than the one she was in now.

Seeing that Noah seemed genuinely considering making her do something even more unbecoming of a nun, Clotilde quickly interrupted his thoughts.

“W-wait! Let’s talk about cooperation properly!”

Though she said it, Clotilde could clearly sense that she had been outmaneuvered.

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Noah, who had just moved his hand away from his chin, sat on the stool, casting an appreciative glance at her, his smile at the corner of his mouth sly like that of an old fox.

“Isn’t this just right? As expected of the battle nun, Miss Clotilde. It’s wonderful that you understand the situation so well. I don’t dislike your sense of timing, you know?”

“—Shut up! I don’t need your compliments! You’re absolutely insufferable!”

Realizing that she was truly about to become the other’s guinea pig, the nun wore a face full of disgust, crossing her arms and turning her gaze away from Noah, leaving him with a displeased yet beautiful profile.

Though she was disgusted, she couldn’t escape, for she now clearly understood that cooperating with Noah was the wisest decision.

And Noah, observing her distasteful yet unavoidable attitude of cooperation, revealed a wicked smile of satisfaction.

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