The Villainess That Was Once A VRMMO player

d served from the tray.

 

“Hmm~?”

 

“No, it seems to be a little cold.
I’ll reheat it.”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I indicated that it was fine as it was, and she looked a little lost as she put the dish in front of me.

 

It looked like a loose risotto with finely chopped vegetables and bacon, and a small amount of apple-like fruit.

 

The woman gave me some cutlery to hold, and I took a bite in my mouth, and was relieved to find that it was just plain good.
…It doesn’t seem to be poisoned, either.

 

But it certainly would have tasted better if it was warm.
It was cold, or rather, it was almost close to the temperature of human skin.

 

“…Is it good?”

 

“Aye.”

 

I replied to the woman who asked worriedly, and the girl maid began shivering with a red face for some reason.
Do you have a cold?

 

The girls said that the reason they were acting strange was because I had barely spoken a word to them before.
My memory was cloudy up until now after all.

 

The thirty-something woman’s name was Meiya, and the little girl was Maia, ten years old.
They were both commoner maids hired by my parents along with her family, and Meiya had been taking care of me for over a year now.

 

And that disgusting Maid is Ilaria, the third daughter of a baronet, who is a bastard child of the Arceides family, and is apparently working as an prospective apprentice Maid more than being an actual employee.

 

So these three are the people who are taking care of me at the moment.

 

“What about Tohsama and Kaashama?”

 

I ask about my parents, and their faces become sad.

 

“You two seem to be very busy, so…”

 

“I’m sure they’ll come to visit! Carol Ojou-sama is such a lovely girl.”

 

Her daughter Maia comforted me as she leaned forward.
Her face looks so cute.

 

The two commoners didn’t seem to mind that I was an abomination.
Maybe it was only the aristocrats who cared about it to begin with?

 

I touched my long ears, which popped out as I brushed through my hair.

 

Abomination.
A person with non-human abomination blood in their veins.

 

Carol, the villainess, is a Half Elf called [Switched Child], born from a nobleman who believes in human supremacy.

 

[Switched Child Changeling] is a form of ancestry reversion.

 

In this world, there are {sub-human races} like elves, and those unprincipled {human races} that can interbreed with various races have mixed various blood in their long history, and it is said that when a child with the blood of another race is born from parents who are both human, this is what the term they use to describe them derogatorily.

 

I don’t think there are any pure human lineages any more unless they live in isolated island countries, but the very rare [Changeling] children born to aristocrats who are human race supremacists are an object of targeted disgust.

 

However, in this world, the sub-human race blends in with the human race and lives normally.
So, as commoners, they did not despise me even if I was Half Elf.

 

In conclusion, only the human nobility are troublesome.

 

“Oh my, you’ve eaten a lot.
Are you full?”

 

“Aye.”