The Villainess That Was Once A VRMMO player

evious life, so I had never had any stalkers in my life, but that doesn’t mean I am used to dealing with them.

 

“Would you just listen to me for now? I don’t think it’s a bad proposition for you, either.” (blond hair adventurer)

 

“I’ve been told not to follow strangers.” (Carol)

 

That’s what my teacher at school told me.
I was especially reminded not to many times.

 

“It’s not that long of a story.
Look, I’ve got a buddy over there at the table, and it won’t take long, okay?” (blond hair adventurer)

 

I glanced at the table and saw a warrior-like human male, a sorceress-like human female, and a bandit-like feline beast girl.

 

The beastman girl was cute at a glance, with animal-ears, but she was very hairy.

 

It was infrequent to see a woman in the Adventurers’ Guild.
I was certainly relieved to see a girl there, but I was also curious about seeing a female adventurer for the first time.

 

“…If only for a little while.” (Carol)

 

“Oh, great.
Then let me introduce you to my friends.” (blond hair adventurer)

 

I follow the relieved Shiny Silver brother to that table after handing over the rest of the Kesera grass to be assessed for the time being.

 

As I walked, even though it was in the middle of the night, the young adventurers, who are becoming more and more numerous these days, were always keeping their stances low and following me with their eyes.

 

“Well, let me introduce you.
The burly warrior over here is Kenneth.
The pretty lady is Marie, the sorceress, and this is Helga, the ranger.” (blond hair adventurer)

 

“Nice to meet you.” (Kenneth)

 

“Nice to meet you, I’m Marie.” (Marie)

 

“…” (Helga)

 

For some reason, the Beast Girl glared at me.
Also, there were rangers instead of thieves in this world, which was the norm compared to thieves in the VRMMORPG, known for their [Thief Skills].

 

“And I’m Jimmy the Free Knight, and this is [Rose Witch].
What’s your name?” (Jimmy / blond hair adventurer)

 

A free knight…you mean a self-proclaimed knight.
That’s fine, but…

 

“…By the way, what is this [Rose Witch]?” (Carol)

 

It reminds me of [Witch of the Velvet Rose Silk], a ‘painful’ nickname I have from my VRMMORPG days, so please stop calling me that.

 

“Everyone calls you that, though, right?” (Jimmy)

 

“Everyone…?” (Carol)

 

I looked around, and several people blithely turned their heads away.
I memorized their faces.

 

Bam!!!

 

“I disagree!!! We’ve managed just fine on our own so far, you know!” (Helga)

 

Helga, a feline beastman who stood up to slam the table, then suddenly shouted.

 

“What is the meaning of this?” (Carol)

 

“Helga, calm down.
We wanted to invite you to join our party.” (Jimmy)

 

“A person who looks so mature and dressed in a skimpy outfit trying to lure men like that isn’t a decent person anyway.” (Helga)

 

“I don’t need you to tell me that.” (Carol)

 

Helga was probably in her late teens.
You would be more embarrassed wearing light clothes and having (hairy) thighs sticking out of your hot pants, no?

 

“What nonsense” (Helga)

 

“Oh, come on, Helga, calm down.” (Marie)

 

Marie, a woman in her mid-twenties, turned her attention to me, calming Helga, who was in a rage.