Taming The Villainesses

I presented Narmi the flower.

Moonflower.

A delicate, soft stemmed flower with yellow petals. It signified ‘patience,’ and it was a plant entwined with various fairy tales.

Narmi hesitated as she accepted it.

“Theo, it sounds like you’re saying that you like me….”

Narmi was a smart girl.

There was no way she didn’t know what it meant for a young man to give flowers to a woman his age. In fact, she herself must have received flowers from countless suitors.

Blink, blink.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, as her ruby-colored eyes moved anxiously. Soon, Narmi began fidgeting with her fingers on the table.

“It’s the first time I’ve received flowers from a man. So, I’m a little perplexed. It’s a bit misleading…”

“This is your first time receiving flowers?”

“Well, it’s technically not the first time. It’s just that the gifts weren’t for me, but for Unnie. They gave the flowers to me, thinking I was her-.”

Narmi rambled on for a moment. Then, as if gathering her thoughts, she let out a short sigh.

“I can’t believe I really have to explain these types of things. This weird constitution is really a pain. So what I mean is, you’re the first person to give me, Mirna Draco, flowers.”

“Aha.”

I understood it in a heartbeat.

Narmi, too, had received numerous proposals and flowers as an attractive woman.

However, those were confessions and proposals directed at the persona she was portraying – Mirna Draco, not Narmi herself.

Excluding her family, Narmi’s existence was mostly concealed, and to others, Narmi and Mirna were one and the same.

As Narmi continued on tracing the table’s wooden texture, she added.

“Are you planning to give this to Unnie as well?”

“No. This is solely for Narmi-nim. The one in front of me right now isn’t Mirna-nim, but Narmi-nim.”

“…….”

Narmi chose an awkward silence instead of answering, perhaps pondering the situation. I also took a moment to contemplate.

Mirna and Narmi were similar yet different.

Each had their own quirks and personality that complemented one other. They both filled in the other’s gaps.

Name: Mirna Von Draco & Narmi Von Draco lv. ??

Job: Lady lv. 6 → 7

Necromancer lv. 8

Dark Priestess lv. 9

Young Lady lv. 5

[Locked] lv. 3

Talent: 《Dualism》 《Noble Blood》 《Innocence》

Inclination: Chaotic-Neutral.

The twin daughters of the great family whose fame can stop children from crying.

They are two in one. They are one in two.

Two people who are different from each other become one to complement one another’s weaknesses.

At the same time, they envy each other and compete with themselves. – New!

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‘They are two in one. They are one in two.’

For a modern analogy, they were like different types of LEGO pieces stuck together. However, humans tended to want the things they lacked.

A new entry then appeared.

“At the same time, they envy each other and compete with themselves.”

Just like this, Narmi and Mirna were not only supporting each other but also envying the other’s qualities, and using that as drive for improvement. It was a sisterly rivalry.

Though, as they shared one body, it was even more prominent.

Actually, Mirna envied Narmi.

Narmi was lively and gentle, shining brightly like the sun in the sky, and was the life of the party.

This went for the romance that girls dream of.

Mirna had said before that men would prefer Narmi more than herself.

Looking back to when we were trapped in the secret room together, she did say that men who approached did so because it was Narmi whom they met. But once they met during her turn, they were driven away by her polar attitude.

━Narmi always smiles. Men prefer girls like that. In comparison, I’m not as jolly. Perhaps they were confused by the sudden change in attitude.

━I see…

Certainly, men tended to prefer women who smiled a lot. Living life with a woman who could readily laugh would lead to colorful and cheerful reactions.

But such a smile was something that Mirna lacked. That was probably why she had a subtle complex towards the cheerful Narmi.

However, these days, it seemed that Narmi also held significant envy towards her older sister.

Whether it was living her life in the bright daylight, dealing efficiently with people around her, or the many other factors that I was unaware of, it was evident that their emotions towards each other, as sisters, were complex.

But that was not the important thing right now.

“What’s important right now isn’t Mirna-nim. What IS, is having Narmi-nim in front of me. While others may see you as Mirna-nim, I only see Narmi-nim.”

Narmi’s crimson eyes turned to me.

The restless feeling she’d been bottling up seemed to have calmed down a bit. But her eyes still glistened with traces of tears.

“… Do you really see me for who I am?”

“Yes. Living a life while impersonating someone else is difficult. And the feeling of wanting your real self to be noticed. I know it well.”

I could empathize with Narmi’s feelings.

If you thought about it, I wasn’t much different from Narmi.

Everyone might see me as Theo Gospel. But inside this Half-Fairy shell was just an ordinary man, not a Demon Monk nor a Demon King’s descendant.

But nobody knew about it.

Frankly, it didn’t matter much. It wasn’t something important at the moment.

But if someone were to look into my inner self, recognize the true me, and reach out, I would be deeply touched by that person.

If that person happened to be a beautiful woman, I might even fall in love. It was as if my job ‘Casanova’ was whispering to me.

‘Now is the chance!’

So I opened my mouth and rolled the dice of fate.

“I’m currently—.”

Edited by: faker