My older sister is a villainous rich girl

The girl holding the mop shouted excitedly with an exaggerated expression.

Tasia moved with lightning speed, snatching the broom from the person next to her.

Grasp the handle, calm your mind, and sweep it across.

With a "smack!" sound.

The broom hit the mop precisely, and the girl lost her grip, sending the entire mop flying.

"Clang—Clang—Clang—"

The mop rolled down the stairs one step at a time, making a reluctant thumping sound.

The two people, one in front and one behind, stared at her with wide eyes.

They stood there, their hands empty, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

"Next time you clean, please be careful not to play around in the stairwell."

After saying this, Tasia calmly returned the broom to the girl next to her.

After she left, the two of them finally realized what had happened and looked at each other in surprise.

"How is that possible—"

……

'Excellent, another crisis averted.'

Tasia has successfully descended the stairs and arrived at the main entrance of the teaching building.

Generally speaking, you're pretty much safe once you leave the teaching building.

Even the girls wouldn't resort to their despicable tactics in public, probably because they were afraid that exposing themselves to others would damage their ladylike image.

These noble ladies have been doing such things openly and secretly with no restraint...

However, we cannot relax now, because the last leg of the journey is often the most difficult.

Tasia held her breath and looked around, carefully examining any suspicious objects nearby.

The spacious first floor felt somewhat empty.

She carefully avoided the enormous, luxurious crystal chandelier in the very center.

Although I don't think they have that kind of courage, it's still better to be careful.

However, the scene was not what she had envisioned.

She didn't notice anything amiss until she stepped out of the teaching building.

'That's it?'

Tasia was a little surprised.

'Are these aristocratic young ladies, who spend all their time in the academy, so unexpectedly simple-minded because they've never experienced the harsh realities of society...?'

—That's the only reason I can use to convince myself.

She tightened the strap of her handbag and slowly but firmly walked outside the building.

The gloomy sky always makes one wonder if it's about to rain.

Looks like I need to go home as soon as possible.

Just as she was about to quicken her pace, her gaze was unconsciously drawn to another item under the tree next to her.

"That is……"

After hesitating for two seconds, Tasia resolutely changed direction.

She walked over and saw its true form.

It's a snow-white, fluffy Bobby doll.

It lay pitifully on the ground, its big, dark eyes looking at me innocently.

"Bobby—"

After recognizing the doll, Tasia looked up and scanned her surroundings.

No one is empty.

She bit her lip, bent down, and picked it up.

"Who was so heartless as to abandon you here?"

Tasia gently patted the dust off its back.

"Beep, beep..."

Strange sounds emanated from Bobby's body.

"Ok?"

Tasia felt a little strange and subconsciously tried to find the source of the strange noise. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her and she remembered something.

Her expression changed.

But before she could make her next move...

"boom--"

The Bobby in my hand exploded.

The pitch-black ink inside sprayed out completely.

……

"Tasia!"

Chris's anxious voice rang out.

Today, Class E's last class was a practical lesson, which had to be conducted in another teaching area. Even though I rushed back as soon as get out of class ended, I still didn't have time.

Appearing before Chris and Wayne was Tasia, standing under the tree with a blank stare.

She clutched several pieces of fabric, unrecognizable from their original form, tightly in her hands. Her body was covered in black ink, emitting a pungent odor.

Both of them looked somewhat surprised.

"Why...didn't we have time?!" The same thought crossed their minds.

According to the plot, Chris should have discovered the noble ladies' threats against Tasia just as they were stopping her. Then Chris should have jumped in and driven them away!

Chapter 99 Things seem to be gradually spiraling out of control.

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 clothes.

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 exchanges and asked, "So, Tasia's original school uniform can't be saved?"

Tasia's attention was successfully diverted.

"Yes, I just tried rinsing 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 some girls say... 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 saw that I seemed to be lost, so he offered to give me directions, and then 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 little longer than expected, and your family might be getting impatient. Let us take you home by carriage later!” Chris suggested.

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

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

“Clearly... I am just a commoner. Many noble ladies, after knowing this, are unwilling to even speak to me.”

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 a minute! What are you two doing right in front of me?! Are you 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 directly from the 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, does this mean 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 sure that Tasia would walk 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 cloak."

The thread is broken.

“Then let’s start the investigation from the prop that caused the explosion!” Wayne said.