Crushing flags and claiming the Villainess

[Parkinson's POV:]

Some people…just don't deserve to live.

Take that purple bitch for an example. The exemplary student of the academy who always gets the perfect score and someone who is respected by even the Headmaster.

Wow…such an admirable girl.

However, beyond those achievements, what is she? A rotten slut who targets those who are weaker than her and torments them. 

Valerie is someone I hate with passion. She has tormented Rhea more than once, calling her undisciplined and whatnot. While she does what? Flaunt her achievement and that sickening body here and there to enchant others and that pathetic excuse of a fiancé.

That harlot is going to die by my hand, and that is something I have decided that very day when she called Rhea, an orphan. 

Rhea isn't an orphan. I am here for her! I can be everything she desires in her life! And no one. Not a single person has the right to call her an orphan.

So yes, Valerie has to die. The most gruesome and nastiest death known to mankind.

Haah, it might become a little hectic since she is a Duke's daughter, but well, there is no helping it. I will at least leave her body behind for her relatives to celebrate a funeral. 

And while doing so, I think I might as well get rid of that loser prince. 

Austin…haha! That disgraceful child of the royal family who got ignored by everyone and was made fun of even by servants back home.

One day, when he was emotional, he was blurting that all out in front of me and Rhea…

Pfft-a loser that awakened a stick as his Soul Shard. I say he should have stabbed his eye or maybe throat and killed himself right there rather than dragging his worthless life.

A stick-pfft!

I might have tolerated him since Rhea liked him as a friend. However, my thinking has changed now. 

He dared to take that bitch's side…he humiliated Rhea in front of everyone….making her feel guilty…she was sad…she cried….pfft-ahahahaha…she cried, y'know. And for whom? That…pfft-

Nah, Austin dies. He has to. Until I see him around, I will be reminded of that day when my dearest cried and felt guilty for something she shouldn't have. Rather, I would have been happy if she had 'accidentally' stabbed Valerie.

But well, thanks to that day, I now know whom I have to get rid of this time. And just like the previous three times, I know I won't get caught this time as well.

Just wait for me~

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[Third Person POV:]

Austin returned to his room after his chat with Valerie. 

He took a bath and changed into more comfortable clothes. 

Sebastian informed him that there was still some work left, which Austin needed to finish before the weekends. 

Austin had to return to the capital as well, so there was very little time remaining.

'Hmm…let's see…' When he was with Valerie he received one notification from the system.

[Due to the host's recent action, two new progress meters have appeared that will directly affect the overall progress.]

[Combat: 12/100]

[Next reward at 20]

[Romance: 21/100]

[Ding!]

[You have been rewarded for crossing the first threshold in Romance!]

[Next reward at 40]

[Overall: 18.5/100]

[Next reward at 20]

…

Austin raised his brows and mentally tapped on the reward tab.

[Ding!]

[Heart felt chocolates: 1 box]

[Things whispered to every chocolate piece would be heard by the one who eats them.]

Austin smiled seeing the box in his hand. 

This was brilliant and quite romantic, something that would have easily become quite popular back on Earth.

'Hmm…let's see…' He sat at the edge of the bed and picked the first one…and before he knew it, he was already done with the twentieth one.

Looking at each one of them marked with a hollow circle, Austin chuckled,

'Guess I am natural at this…'

Deciding to give this box to Valerie later, he went to his office first to finish the work.

….

*Click*

Austin was provided a separate office in the dorms since, as a Prince, he had to fulfill some duties as well.

The office wasn't too big, nor were any decorative items that could signify that royalty works here.

Just a working table, three shelves for books and documents, and a single couch nearby on which Sebastian was previously sat.

"Can I get some tea, Sebas?"

"Right away, sir." Sebastian went to prepare the beverage.

Austin sat on his usual seat and looked at his pending work. 

Although Austin was quite intelligent and well-versed in management, he was given work related to sorting out names according to their wages and some other miscellaneous stuff.

Why? Because he was still perceived as an immature child.

"*Scoff*"

Seeing his young master scoffing while looking at the documents, Sebastian felt a little sad,

"Young master…I talked to Your Majesty, and he said you would be given the duty to arrange the security personnel in the near future."

"Security…for whom? Cattles?" Austin asked, his tone bleeding with mockery. And this mockery was aimed at no one but himself.

Well, Austin didn't feel much about this whole partial behavior but still wasting his time over sorting names was frustrating.

He was aware of who was behind this. The being who doesn't want Austin to get involved with the management or any important thing, and also to annoy Austin so when he returns home, he can make a joke of himself.

Austin heaved a sigh and silently began to finish the remaining lists one after another. However, now he didn't remain so elegant with his handwriting nor paid much attention. He was well aware that no one was gonna give a single F about these lists so why should he take it seriously?

It took three hours and two cups of tea before Austin was done with his work.

*CRACK*

Going on his toes, and his fingers interlaced, Austin stretched his body and heard the satisfying popping sound.

"Haah…" Exhaling a satisfied breath, he heard the butler softly chiding,

"It's inappropriate to do that, sir." 

Austin shrugged, "Well, that's the most human thing."

Sebastian raised his brows, "Cracking bones?"

Austin smilingly shook his head, "No, being inappropriate."

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A/N:- Should I increase the word count? Tell me…oh well, I will. Drop a comment.