The Villainess With A Heroine Harem

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Although he only used it as an excuse, it was still a fact that the chef had indeed prepared a dessert for the crimson-haired girl.

Of course, it was initially intended to be served later, but the man was more than delighted to get the opportunity to present it in advance in person.

From the pie crust to the filling, the lemon meringue was clearly prepared quite meticulously. Although it wasn't quite comparable to what Crystal's mom would make, it was still very pleasing to the taste buds.

In fact, Emilia wasn't really a big fan of 'labor-intensive' desserts, usually because she rarely found them worth her time, but she could still appreciate the fruits of the man's efforts.

And since she was a generous princess, she naturally wouldn't fault the servants for the attitude of their masters. "Thank you, it was delicious."

Flattered, the chef quickly took the opportunity to ask for a photograph for his daughter, who was supposedly her 'biggest fan', and Emilia happily obliged.

Thinking about how he was supposed to keep all 'unnecessary' contact between the girl and the people at a minimum, 'intelligence director' felt his temples throb in pain.

Since he couldn't reveal any flaws, however, he could only bear it in silence. 'It's fine, whatever. After this, I'll keep a closer eye on her to make sure all her actions are under our control whenever she leaves her room.'

Anyway, with this little girl's low IQ, even if she was annoying to be around, it was unlikely that she would be able to cause them any issues under his watch.

The gorgeous girl licked her lips after finishing the last bite of her lemon meringue, making the man momentarily lose his train of thought.

"Uncle, the chef said his daughter was my fan. Is your daughter my fan, too?"

His smile collapsed instantly.

Her term of address was clearly more intimate than before, showing that this stupid little girl was deceived so easily, and he should normally have been happy. But that wasn't the case at all.

Although he was more than twice her age, the man still didn't feel comfortable being called an 'uncle'.

Feeling his lips twitch in annoyance, the 'director' pretended to ruefully shake his head in denial. "I'm not really interested in women my age, I—"

Before he could 'seduce' her by hinting that he found younger girls like her more charming, Emilia interrupted him with an enthusiastic clap. "Ohh. It's okay if uncle doesn't like girls. I don't like boys either, it's totally okay!"

The director almost spewed out a mouthful of blood in anger. 'How did you get that from my words, stupid idiot?!'

Of course, the girl remained completely oblivious to his hint.

The subordinates watched their leader being humiliated while enjoying the subtle feeling of schadenfreude. Of course, they didn't dare to show it on their faces.

It didn't take Emilia long to achieve her objective of infuriating the intelligence division's director to the point where the man really couldn't bother being around her anymore.

"I-I have something to do, so I will leave now. Of course, miss Emilia must call me right away if you need anything."

Emilia waved him away with a smile. "Byebye, uncle!"

The subordinates felt refreshed when they saw their leader's suffocated expression as he ran away as if being chased by demons, and they couldn't help but find the girl in front of them more and more charming.

Maybe the next few days they were supposed to spend watching over her wouldn't be as boring as they expected, after all.

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After returning to 'her room', the first thing Emilia did was naturally to make sure that there were no surveillance devices remaining that could observe her movements.

Fortunately, the intelligence director was quite cautious, and had removed not just the cameras, but also all the bugs and sensors from inside the room.

Of course, the surveillance in the corridor and the rest of the villa remained the same, but Emilia didn't have a problem with that.

The crimson-haired beauty knew the value of being patient, and leisurely waited for the perfect time to start her plans while browsing social media on her phone.

Finding a few topics of interest, she 'righteously' forwarded them and made a few comments showing her stance.

At this point, everyone knew that she was already in the Republic of Blue Dawn, and was going to start doing social work to bring 'change'.

Naturally, the intelligence agencies observing her carefully were somewhat disdainful of her actions.

If she just wanted to brush her presence online and make empty talk, there was no need to come all the way over here to do so, right?

But since it made their jobs easier, they really couldn't complain too much.

It wasn't long before Emilia was asked what she would like for dinner, and the crimson-haired girl happily expressed her request to have dinner in her own room while tapping away at her phone.

The disillusioned staff member sighed in disappointment and had everything served on her bed before retreating, and the girl generously waved her away with a smile.

She waited patiently after finishing everything for the empty dishes to be taken away, and half an hour later, she nodded and started looking around once more.

Wandering around the villa for a 'short walk' after dinner, she carefully observed everyone's state and positions before returning with a rough idea in her mind.

Once she was sure that everything was fine, Emilia quickly stripped off all her clothes and threw them on the bed, then stepped into the bathroom completely bare.

Even if someone stepped in to check on her shortly, it shouldn't immediately cause an alarm.

"Hmm… since all the windows and vents are secured with metal rods… I guess there's no choice."

Laying down flat on the floor, the crimson-haired beauty placed her ear against the ground and focused. "… It doesn't seem hollow, right? Even if there is an underground floor, there shouldn't be anything below this room."

The crimson-haired girl closed her eyes and hummed in contemplation for a while, and then slowly adjusted her shape to the desired form.

Her soft and delicate hands changed to hard and tough claws, several strands of her hair combined together at the end to form extremely sharp blades, and her pupils changed slightly to allow more light to be captured easily.

Although they couldn't compare to some of the industrial equipment she had seen, Emilia knew that this was the best she could do with her current ability.

Of course, her appearance wasn't very 'pleasing' as per her own aesthetics, but with her ability to switch back to any of her 'saved' forms, Emilia didn't need to worry about hiding till the cooldown was over anymore.

She contemplated moving the luxurious bathtub so she could better hide the damage, but gave up the idea soon after. Not only was it too firmly secured, she also couldn't be sure it wouldn't break in the process.

So, using the sharp organic blades, Emilia carefully started cutting away at the joint of the floor tile.

It didn't take her long to make a cut all the way around, but the crimson-haired girl knew that she was just getting started. After all, the joints between tiles were there just to cover the gap, and it wasn't what held them in place at all.

Fortunately, she had made her 'tentacles' quite flexible and strong, and was easily able to adjust the angle of her blades under the ground to start grinding away at the bond of the floor and the tile using the jagged teeth of her hair blades.

Cynthia sighed ruefully as she looked at the usually gorgeous girl's monstrous form. "If one of your little 'babies' saw you right now, how do you think they'll react?"

Emilia didn't pause her actions, but her mischievous smile lit up on her face. 'Excited, probably?'

The raven-haired girl rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Forget it. I just wanted to remind you that even if you get out of here like that, your saved states aren't exactly clothed."

The crimson-haired girl finally paused as she realized how she had overlooked such a crucial detail, and she couldn't help but thank her partner in embarrassment. "T-Thank you, I'll keep some clothes ready before transforming back."

Wouldn't it have been shameful to appear in front of her 'subordinates' completely naked? Fortunately, Cynthia reminded her in time.

Seems like even this lazy little cat could be useful from time to time.

Of course, she didn't dare to say that out loud.

It took Emilia nearly ten minutes of constant grinding and prying to finally get that stubborn tile out of the floor completely intact, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Setting it aside carefully, the crimson-haired beauty no longer needed to be so reserved with the material below the tile.

Of course, although the soundproofing of the entire villa was top-notch, Emilia was still quite careful with how much noise she made while digging into the ground using her sharp claws, and also tried to keep the mess to a minimum.

Before long, she was already six feet below the ground, and there was a huge pile of stones and dirt in the previously pristine bathroom.

Fortunately, there weren't any pipes in her way, and the whole process was quite seamless once she started. From that point on, it was only a matter of digging in the right direction to make a tunnel, and it was only a matter of time before Emilia ended up far from the villa.

Emilia was still quite careful with her exit, though, and only dared to dig up once she encountered the thick roots of a tree, going right through its trunk and emerging into its canopy.

Looking at the children's playground in front of her, Emilia couldn't help but sigh.

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