My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

The thick clouds in the distance grew even darker, their overwhelming force cascading down from one end of the sky.

Wayne leaned against the fence, gazing at the distant scenery while waiting for the two men to tidy themselves up in the lounge behind him.

Fortunately, as a duke's daughter who is extremely particular about her appearance, Chris keeps spare school uniforms at school, which she can lend to Tasia in case of emergency.

"Click—" The sound of a door opening came from behind me.

Wayne turned around and saw Tasia, who had already cleaned the ink off her body.

She was also carrying a black handbag, and you could see a corner stained with ink.

"Really... thank you so much, Miss Chris!" Tasia said.

"Once I've earned enough money to buy a new school uniform, I'll buy you a new one!"

Upon hearing this, Chris replied earnestly, "In my heart, Tasia is my friend, so there's no need to worry about these things."

"But..." Tasia wanted to say something more.

Wayne interrupted their polite exchange and asked, "So, Tasia's original school uniform can't be saved?"

Tasia's attention was successfully diverted.

"Yes, I just tried rinsing it with water, but it had no effect at all."

She looked somewhat dejected. "I'll take it home again and try other methods to see if they work."

"Chris and I heard from some girls that...you were being bullied by some girls in your class?"

Wayne asked tentatively.

When the topic came up, Tasia looked slightly troubled.

"Actually, one day I wanted to go to the library, and on the way I unexpectedly met His Highness Prince Richard—"

"He noticed I looked lost, so he offered to give me directions, and I thanked him and left."

She said, "But somehow, when the news of this reached my ears again, it had become... that I was deliberately using this excuse to get close to a prince of high status."

Wayne's expression was strange. Was this the convergence of world lines?

At least in both the original female lead route and the villainous heiress route, the scene of Tasia and the prince's first meeting is the same.

"We've taken a bit of time, and your family might be getting impatient. Let's take you home by carriage later!" Chris suggested.

Seeing Chris's genuinely worried expression, Tasia hesitated to speak.

"Why are you being so friendly to me..." she whispered.

"Even though... I'm just a commoner, many noble ladies wouldn't even speak to me after they found out."

Chris frowned.

"Because, you can't choose your birth! But Tasia is a good girl, isn't she?"

Upon hearing her reply, Tasia's gaze visibly wavered, and she subconsciously pursed her lips.

In the dimly lit corridor, two beautiful girls stood side by side.

Their stunningly beautiful appearances, equally matched and equally matched, seemed to radiate light from within.

...That's fantastic! Scenes of the two female leads together are such a treat for the eyes!

Wayne was completely satisfied.

However, he soon realized that something was wrong.

Wait! What are you two doing right in front of me?! Exchanging glances?!

He quietly walked past Chris and stood between the two of them.

"Tasia, do you remember who splashed ink on you? Perhaps we can solve the problem at its source."

Once the ringleader is punished severely enough, none of the rabble will dare to step forward again.

Tasia shook her head.

Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, she explained:

"It's not that I want to hide it, but... I didn't see who was behind it."

……

Direct culprit: Bobby doll.

Physical evidence at the scene: a rag stained with ink.

The person involved recalled: a strange beeping sound.

Sitting in the carriage, Wayne fell into deep thought.

"Something that explodes after emitting a short alarm"—it sounds just like the new gadget my teacher came up with not long ago.

It was under my subtle guidance that Professor Conley developed this prank gadget. It wasn't very dangerous; it was purely for the purpose of suddenly startling someone.

So, it turns out that their daily activities still had some impact on the original storyline?

It would be strange if it had absolutely no impact!

"Then, the person who devised this plan must have known that Tasia likes Bobby dolls!"

Chris keenly sensed the key point: "Otherwise, that person wouldn't have been confident that Tasia would go over and pick up the doll."

However, Tasia said dejectedly, "There must be quite a few people who know that I like Bobby dolls... In art class, I drew a Bobby wearing a cape."

The thread is broken.

"Then let's start the investigation from the prop that caused the explosion!" Wayne said.

"I think I have an idea. However, I can't be sure yet. I'll let you know after I investigate."

I need to go ask the teacher if they gave those prank props to anyone.

Chris also said she would ask her girlfriends to see if she could find any other information.

Before long, the carriage brought Tasia to her doorstep.

Thanks to the upgraded transportation, although I left later than usual, I actually got home a little earlier than before.

"Tasia, you're back!" Along the way, the neighbors greeted Tasia.

"Sister Tasia!" some children running by shouted.

Everyone had a smile on their face.

It's clear that Tasia is very popular in the area.

"Hey, is this Tasia's classmate?"

Those people noticed Chris and Wayne getting off the carriage, and their expressions changed; they became reserved.

"Yes, we're Tasia's best friends!"

Chris, seemingly oblivious to the changes in the neighbors' expressions, naturally took Tasia's hand.

Under the strange gazes of the crowd, Tasia gave them an awkward smile and led Chris into her family's small shop.

Wayne was left standing by the carriage, watching the two walk away hand in hand with resentment.

What does that mean? Ah!!! (Groundhog screaming.gif)

Have you two forgotten about me?!

He turned to the driver and said, "Wait here for us, we'll be out soon."

Then he jogged in after him.

Tasia's shop isn't large, but it's very clean, and some exquisitely designed breads are displayed in the showcase.

"I'm sorry... it might be a bit simple."

Tasia said with a hint of shyness.

"No! I really like these little corner shops..."

Chris looked around curiously, then said thoughtfully, "Tasia, has your family considered offering a milk tea set meal?"

At the door, Wayne, who had just walked in, happened to hear Chris's suggestion and had an indescribable expression on his face.