Chapter 8 : Jade Feet!

Coming back to her senses, Olivianne looked at Gawain again. A sense of responsibility swelled inside her, and she

nervously swallowed. Even though she was worried about whether she could handle this, it was clear that now was the

moment where she had to bite the bullet and come up with something.

What she needed right now was…

A turning point!

Yes, exactly. She needed a turning point—something to redirect the focus from her awkward stance to someone else,

ideally turning the blame away from Gawain and onto Cassius and the others.

But…

It clearly wasn’t something she could create herself. After all, she was the one who had come here to question him—if she

suddenly started defending him, that’d just be… weird.

Which meant—she had no choice but to count on Gawain. He had to speak up for himself. She would then give him an

opening to explain himself, and use that as a chance to shift the attack onto the blond-haired guys.

So…

Gawain, say something, damn it!

Olivianne looked at the supposed hero with growing frustration. For a male lead in a text-based game, Gawain was

surprisingly composed. Was he seriously just standing there silently, waiting for a dialogue option to pop up? Sure, she

understood he was in despair, but could he at least give her something to work with so she could help him?

There was no other way. In front of all these people, she couldn’t just outright give the male lead a wake-up call, and she

definitely couldn’t make it look like she was going to speak up for him.

So… she’d just have to act her way through it.

Thankfully, the game’s original script was still in her head. So…

Cool, black-hearted, sadistic senpai mode: activated!

“Ara? You little pervert kouhai, are you seriously just gonna keep staring at me like that? So dumbstruck, huh? Even now,

you’re in that kind of mood? No wonder… you’re just trash~”

Olivianne’s poker face curved into a slight smirk as she leaned in closer to Gawain, speaking in a cool, dark tone. She

stepped forward until she was right up against him, looking at him with absolute contempt—almost like she was enjoying

this.

To be honest, Olivianne didn’t mean to get so into it, but—damn! Once she slipped into this persona, calling someone

“trash” felt way too good!

Around them, the other students were holding their breath, watching the scene unfold like a live drama. They looked

ready to pull out buckets of popcorn. Whispers and excited chatter filled the air, and a few louder comments made it to

Olivianne’s ears.

“Man, this drama’s getting good!”

“that guy’s totally doomed! Getting wrecked by the poison-tongued loli senpai!”

“She really is the perfect ice queen… The way she disses people so elegantly—it’s amazing!”

“I’m so excited, I wish I could switch places with that guy!”

“Serves him right! Pervert deserves it!”

Olivianne frowned a little, hearing the crowd’s reactions. She started to wonder if maybe she had gone a bit too far. She

didn’t want to actually hurt Gawain’s pride. But when she looked up and saw his same dull, unresponsive face, she

couldn’t take it anymore.

Seriously, say something back already! Are you a freaking statue?!

And then she realized a major problem—Gawain was too tall. She had originally planned to whisper something to him

quietly to give him a hint… but she couldn’t even reach his ear.

Even on tiptoes, she still couldn’t reach!!!

Why the hell am I so short now?! Damn it…

Frustrated, Olivianne stomped her feet twice. Gawain, noticing her intense gaze, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

A bad feeling crept into his heart.

Then—

With a sharp motion, Olivianne’s slippery white-stockinged foot slid right out of her brown leather boot and shot toward

Gawain’s knee. The poor hero didn’t even have time to react—he had no idea the little loli senpai had such a sneaky attack

up her sleeve. The kick knocked him over instantly.

The crowd erupted with cheers.

Was this it?! Was the poison-tongued loli senpai finally throwing punches?!

This was the legendary bad-girl duo’s bullying scene come to life! They’d never seen anything so gloriously brutal.

Excitement bubbled up among the onlookers. Meanwhile, Olivianne waved her little white foot in front of Gawain’s face.

Her pale, smooth skin gleamed in the light, alluring and radiant.

And yet… Gawain, seemingly humiliated, didn’t react at all. He simply gave a bitter, hollow smile and lowered his head—

he looked like he had given up.

Do whatever you want to me… It doesn’t matter anymore…

There’s no one left in this world for me to fight for…

Olivianne was truly in a tough spot. She fully understood what Gawain was going through emotionally, but still had to

think—what a pitiful protagonist.

Of course, she couldn’t really blame him. This was the game dev’s fault. The story was obviously rigged against the male

lead, leaving him no room to fight back. In fact, if she remembered right, in the original plot…

Gawain was also kicked to the ground by the sadistic senpai. Then, an even more intense scene followed where the

original Olivianne, furious on behalf of Natasha, stepped on Gawain’s face with her bare foot in those white stockings.

With a mocking smile, she said:

“If you get down like a dog and sincerely enjoy licking my foot, then maybe I’ll consider asking Natasha to forgive you~!”

After that, the game gave players two choices:

• A: Refuse to lick

• B: Lick

Any normal person would choose A and resist, right? But…

If you picked A, Gawain would get up and try to fight back, but that would only infuriate Natasha, letting Cassius win.

That route led to Bad End 1.

If you picked B, Gawain would literally grab Olivianne’s foot and lick it in front of everyone. It was humiliating, but it

ended the conflict and allowed the plot to continue.

Sigh— So yeah, Gawain’s personality was flawed, but it wasn’t really his fault…

In the end, she had to do it herself.

Olivianne tilted her head. There was no way she could make Gawain lick her foot—way too embarrassing. No way.

But what she could do was awaken him. She had to bring back that dumb hero’s spirit to stand and fight again.

“Heh. One kick and you’re down? You’re a grown man—can’t even get back up?”

“You had guts when you were stealing my best friend’s underwear. Why so scared now? Cat got your tongue?”

“Admit it. You’re a disgusting pervert… and you can’t stop staring at my feet, either…”

“If Natasha’s father—the Duke—hears about this, do you even understand what could happen to you?”

“And you don’t even know Natasha that well. So why steal her underwear?!”

“Trash. Just because your three girlfriends ran off with other men, does that mean you have to turn into this pathetic

creep?!”

The blue-haired loli pressed in on him, one step at a time. But people around them began to sense something was… off.

Her words were sharp, but there was a hint of defensiveness in there, like she was trying to redeem him.

Not that Olivianne cared.

She crouched in front of Gawain, leaned in close to his ear, and though her face was fierce, her voice was gentle and soft:

“Besides… if you really didn’t do it… are you really okay being betrayed like that by those three women?”

In Gawain’s dull eyes, a flicker of light sparked—just for a moment.