|I'M THE OP VILLAINESS| {Yuri}

CHAPTER 1 『FINAL BOSS』

I immediately opened my eyes, feeling distressed. I breathed heavily. This wasn't my chair. It was a bed. And this isn't my ceiling. It reminds me of a palace.

I looked around: the room I was into was literally buried in an avalanche of luxury. Golden chandeliers and candleholders, expensive furniture, mirrors twice the size of the entirety of my old room, walls made out of marble and silver...this looked exactly like it came out of a fairytale.

"Good morning, Your Highness."

What?

A woman, in a traditional maid uniform, bowed her head down at me.

"Eh?"I said, out loud. Wait. My voice!

"Eh?! What the...!"I said, with my high-pitched sounds of my most feminine voice.

"Is the Lady alright? Is Your Excellency displeased by something?"said the maid, her anxious questions forwarded to me.

I looked at myself in the giant mirror in front of me; I stared down at my chest. Eh?! I have boobs now! The feeling I had between my legs is gone.

What in the hell happened to me?

This...isn't my body! I'm now a girl! No...not just any girl!

Vespertite Bernadotte! The Villainess from "Imperial Crown"! There is no way! No possible way!

This is a nightmare! What the hell am I doing in her body?! And why did that happen in the first place?! What kind of sorcery is this?!

I sluggishly stood up from my bed. The maid shuddered. It seems even my steps have some gravity to them.

"Your breakfast is as always ready, Your Highness."

I decided not to speak. Not until I assess properly the situation properly. If someone perceiving and analytical enough finds out I'm not behaving like the Evil Princess or that I am perhaps exhibiting odd behaviour, I'm as good as dead.

"Your Highness...is something wrong?"said once again the maid, with a tinge of genuine concern in her voice this time.

I looked at my expensive garments, I touched them, pointed at the door with my index finger, and spoke simply, laconically.

"Out."

The maid just stood there, surprised, frozen. But then, she let out a small chuckle, covering her mouth elegantly with her white gloved hands.

"What do you mean, Your Highness? It is my job to properly dress you."said the maid. Her black hair was mesmerising; I could lose my eyes inside the voidless pit of darkened strands of keratin.

I tried not to blush, and went along with it.

The maid showed me to the chair, and I sat there, looking at another huge and expensive mirror. My blonde hair was close to the colour of wheat. My blue eyes were sparkling. My eyelashes were dark blonde, just like honey. So, this is how it feels. To be a girl, I mean.

My maid took an expensive, made from olive wood brush, and began to gently split my beautiful hair, spreading them, straightening them.

"How did you sleep, Lady Vespertite?"asked the maid, as I relaxed my back at the end of the chair.

"Good."I said bluntly.

"Laconical as always. Come on, let's get you dressed. You'll miss your first period!"said the energetic maid, opening my giant, made out of glass wardrobe.

She rummaged some of the clothes inside, picked a thing or two, and held them in front of me.

One was a dress made of silk. It was white, as the endless white veil of snow outside, with black sleeves and a white collar.