I'll Make It a Bad Ending Like a Villain

“Come and sit down, Sir Debussy.”

Ian smiled gracefully and tucked his chin into the seat in front of me. Philina, who had been staring at him in silence, walked quietly and sat down on her chair.

Ian crossed one leg and stared at her inquirely, then sneered softly.

“After all, it’s better to see face to face in an open place like this than to see in a stark space.”

He took the teacup from the table to his mouth once more.

Filina glanced around indifferently and turned to Ian.

“Is this the place where I’m going to be taught?”

“Class?”

“I was only told that the place of instruction had changed.”

At Philina’s words, he furrowed his eyebrows and put down his teacup. Then he scanned her outfit with his eyes and smirked.

“I told a man to send you here every morning, but it seems to have been misdelivered.”

At the sound of his virtuous voice, Filina looked away, as if she hadn’t expected it.

Then Ian narrowed his brow, and spoke in a clear voice.

“But if you want, I can give you a lesson.”

At his words, Filina snorted, dumbfounded.

“In person? Does your Highness mean that you will give me a lesson yourself?”

The golden eyes that had been staring at her silently narrowed and arced.

Ian lifted his upper body from leaning deep in his chair and put his hands on the table to look at Filina.

He opened his mouth with a wry smile.

“Yes, I mean I’m going to give you a lesson myself.”

Ian rested his chin on top of it, his hands clasped together.

“Then I’ll have to decide what to teach you.”

Filina asked, frowning.

“Do you want to play with me now?”

Then Ian replied, unclenching his clenched hand and looking at Philina intently.

“That’s not too bad.”

At his words, Philina said nonchalantly, shoving the cookies on the table into her mouth.

“Now that you’ve come of age, you’re going to be an adult. His Royal Highness the Prince.”

“…… Let me see. You have to be an adult.”

Ian stared at her lips with a deepening gaze.

Even though I had only picked up a cookie and ate it, I was annoyed by the relentless chasing of him.

She stopped eating the cookies and reached for the orange juice in front of her.

But not even her fingertips escaped Ian’s gaze.

Finally, she stopped eating the food on the table and wiped her lips with a white handkerchief.

Seeing that, Ian opened his mouth with an expression that he didn’t like something.

“Why did you stop eating?”

Philina said, looking at him dryly.

“Your Highness is staring at me so piercingly, that I think I’m not going to keep pretending to eat.”

At her words, Ian raised his lips softly.

“Don’t worry, eat. If you do, I’ll give you one of the best names in the Alvar Empire.”

At his words, Filina gave a small laugh.

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t look at me?”

“If it was my way, I would have done it sooner.”

Ian replied bluntly, leaning back in his chair.

The scent of roses flowing from the green garden spread far and wide.

Philina, who had been looking at him silently, opened her lips with a blank face.

“Am I going to have to spend this meaningless morning every day?”

Ian answered her question lazily.

“Exactly.”

“…… Your Highness has a lot of time, isn’t it? So much so that you see me every morning.”

At Philina’s words, he opened his mouth with a noble expression.

“When did I say I see you every day?”

She said with a frown.

“When I just asked you if I should spend time here every day, your Highness said yes.”

At the sound of Philina’s firm voice, Ian raised his lips to a smooth one.

“yes, you’re the one who has to come out here every day. Philina.”

“…….”

“And I may or may not be here.”

At the words he spat out, Filina laughed in disbelief.

“Do you mean to just sit alone in a place where Your Highness is not present?”

She asked, her expression hardened coldly. Ian, who had been staring intently at Philina’s face, took the teacup with a relaxed gesture.

He said in a muffled voice.

“Come to think of it, it’s frustrating.”

“What?”

“You’ve been waiting a long time to get my heart, and you haven’t gotten anything, have you?”

The corners of his mouth curled up softly, he swallowed a sip of his tea.

“So I’ll have to see it too. You’re here waiting for me to come.”

At Ian’s ridiculous restraint, Filina looked bewildered. He glanced at her with a slow gaze and smiled softly.

“Just imagining you waiting for me makes me feel pretty good, Philina.”

T/N: Psycho!

Filina bit her bottom lip and glared at him.

Ian had been unruly ever since she refused to confess in the rose garden.

In the distance, I could see the handmaidens murmuring at Philina and Ian.

Did I mention that there have been rumors circulating about Ian lately?

Cecilia seemed to be in trouble because of that.

Philina’s gaze scanned Ian’s escort who stood in the distance.

According to him, Ian seemed to be talking not only about the qualities a prince should have, but also about women.

Unluckily, there was an odd overlap between when the rumors started spreading and when Ian confessed to me after his coming-of-age ceremony.

But Ian didn’t seem to care about the rumors.

No, to be precise, he seemed sensitive to rumors assessing his qualities, but he didn’t seem to be very interested in women.

Rather, he seemed to be obsessed with the fact that Filina had rejected him.

It would still be a while before Ian and Cecilia got engaged.

Until then, their relationship will not make any progress in the end.

After all, they’ll be together for more days after their engagement, and Ian will seduce Cecilia in earnest.

In order to see the future she wants, she needs to have a bed with emotions. The future that came through dreams would guide him to become emperor.

And through the process, the two of them will fall in love.

However, Cecilia is devastated when she realizes that Ian has approached her to achieve her purpose.

Her death was a choice that resulted from that.

In other words, it was nothing more than an impulsive decision on her own.

However, it was also the male protagonist who saved her.

Shocked by Cecilia’s extreme choice, Ian finally realizes that he truly loves her.

That was the whole ending of this novel.

“Debussy’s love?”

From somewhere, I heard a voice calling for Filina. When she turned her head, she saw Hestia walking towards Philina in the distance.

“I see you, Princess.”

Philina stood up, looked at her, and greeted her.

Next to Hestia was one more familiar face.

“Why is Debussy, who should be at the military academy, here?”

Hestia, who had been staring at Filina with a puzzled face, tilted her head.

Ian sighed sheepishly, as if he didn’t like that he had been interrupted by their time alone.

Then, moving her gaze to the surroundings, Hestia opened her mouth with an embarrassed face.

“Why has the garden changed like this? Apparently there were not roses here, but beautiful jacinomas.”

She asked, looking at Ian.

“Have you changed the garden by any chance?”

To Hestia’s words, he replied with a wistful smile.

“As you can see, red roses look much better here than jacarina.”

“Ha, this garden is where I’ve been taking care of it all this time. What if you suddenly change it to your liking?”

“You don’t have to take care of it, I would have told you. Surely, there is someone else who takes care of the garden, and what do you do with it?”

“So now, you’re going to change the whole garden so I can’t take care of it?”

Hestia looked at Ian coldly. But he just took a sip of his tea nonchalantly, looking inconsequential.

Hestia muttered, looking back at the garden with a blank face.

“…… It’s stunning, very.”

Filina looked at Hestia, then turned her head to look at Masha, the Grand Vizier sitting next to her.

She had been meeting with Hestia separately and seemed to have walked this way while strolling around.

When his eyes met Philina’s, he smiled a small smile as if to say hello. Philina bowed her head quietly in the calm atmosphere.

“Sister. I’m sorry, but I’m spending time with Debussy, so we can talk about this later.”

Ian’s eyes stared at Hestia. He was telling me that he didn’t want to interrupt his time with Philina.

Hestia, who stared at him silently, closed her mouth for a moment and lowered her eyes.

“…… I get it.”

I could hear her low voice.

Filina lowered her gaze to look at Hestia’s curled hands.

She was not answering her brother, who was younger than she was, but Prince Ian, who would later take over as emperor.

I kept my feelings to myself.

The corners of her mouth rose silently.

“Why don’t you sit down with us?”

Philina said with a gentle smile, and Ian’s expression contorted.

Hestia met her gaze, and asked with a puzzled face.

“Would you mind if I stayed with you, Debussy?”

“I’d be so happy to spend time with you.”

Philina moved her gaze, making eye contact with Masha’s, adding:

“Of course, it would be an honor to have you there.”

At her words, Masha replied with a small smile.

“Sir Debussy says this, and you can’t refuse?”

Ian’s face crumpled in disbelief. Philina turned her head and pursed her lips in a low voice.

“His Royal Highness the Honorable Prince.”

At her words, Ian looked at Filina in bewilderment.

She said with a smile on her face.

“Would it be okay if I invited the beautiful Empress and the Grand Duchess to our monotonous meeting?”

Filina deliberately emphasized the word “monotonous.”

Ian, who was staring at her, sighed heavily.