I Will Create a Good Ending for the Yandere Villainess

After checking up on me one last time, Medicine decided that Lillian was able to leave whenever. Leaning back into her bed, the girl recalled:

'He also said that I could stay the night just to make sure, which is pretty nice of him.'

She then felt something press against the side of her cheek gently, tapping at it. It felt... Slightly wet.

Drifting her eyes to the side, she found it was another apple slice pinched between the fingers that belonged to a certain assassin.

Lillian moved her gaze up, staring at the woman, who stared back with an expressionless face as she tried to urge the girl's mouth to open.

"Say ah."

Lillian continued to stare at the woman without blinking, watching as she kept on pushing the apple slice into her cheek. Eventually, she opened her mouth.

Marionette, watching as the apple slice went into Lillian's mouth, nodded in satisfaction. However, as she was about to pull away and grab another, she felt something wrap around her finger.

Glancing down, she found Lillian's lips wrapped around her finger. She froze, feeling something warm and wet prod at it from inside the girl's mouth.

Lillian, blinking at the woman playfully, grabbed hold of the Assassin's wrist, keeping her hand in place as she suckled on the finger inside her mouth.

Soon enough, she moved her mouth away from the woman's finger, dragging a string of saliva that broke once long enough.

She leaned back into her bed with a sigh, wrapping her arms behind her head as she ignored the Assassin's current fluttering emotions as they stared at their finger.

Marionette shakily stared down at her finger, which was dripping with Lillian's saliva. She gave a heavy gulp. She was somewhat familiar with the feeling of the liquid on her finger due to... Obvious reasons...

But... She wasn't sure what to do with her finger now.

It was then... A thought passed through her mind, a curious and exciting one.

Marionette slowly raised her finger towards her face, hovering it right before her mouth.

And... As she was about to go through with whatever degenerate idea she had lingering inside her head...

"Are you... Serious?"

Lillian, who was right in front of the woman, stared at her with an awkward expression, baffled at the bold Assassin who was about to do what she thought was going to do.

Marionette instantly froze before coughing into her fist.

She then muttered with a slight stutter:

"O-of course not. That would be extremely inappropriate, Lillian."

She summoned a black handkerchief with rose patterns and wrapped it around her finger, wiping it.

Lillian watched as the woman did this, unable to get rid of the thought that maybe... Marionette seemed upset that she had to wipe her saliva away.

Her mind shot back to the time when Millis referred to Marionette as a freak. And... She couldn't help but think that the woman was way more perverted than she thought...

'Welp. At least she ain't doing something as weird as sniffing my clothes... That would be a whole different level.'

After a bit of waiting, she stretched her back, letting out a soft moan.

She then turned towards the Assassin and said:

"Alright, time to go."

Marionette, who was about to begin slicing another apple apart, paused before looking towards the girl. After a second, she nodded, dissipating the dark knife she had and placing down the apple.

Once she got up and adjusted her blazer and tie, she stretched her hand out to Lillian.

"Are you sure? We can stay here for a bit longer to make sure you're absolutely fine."

Lillian, staring at the hand, glanced up at the woman's face, smirking.

"I'm fine. But I think you misunderstood me, Mari."

The woman tilted her head, confused about what she could've gotten lost about such a simple statement. She knew she was awful with directions, but...

"What do you mean? Do you perhaps do want to stay here for a while longer?"

Lillian shook her head before pointing at the woman.

"Nope. I want you to go home to my mom to my . I'll be staying here for the night."

***

"And that's what she told me." Marionette sighed, sitting beside Veronica, who listened keenly to what the black-haired woman was saying.

She had found Marionette coming home alone with her daughter. At first, she was worried, but that feeling was put to rest once she was reassured that Lillian was fine.

However, she couldn't help but bring back her worry once she saw that Marionette returned with a dejected expression on her face. That was when the two decided to hold a conversation on the couch.

"Aww~... Don't worry, hun. I'm sure my daughter didn't mean anything by it."

Seeing that Marionette was still slightly upset, she got up and stated:

"Look, how about I make us some dinner? Do go freshen up while I get everything prepared~..."

Marionette, watching as the mother got up, nodded gratefully.

"Thank you very much."

As she watched Veronica move into the kitchen, she immediately fell on her side, pushing herself into the couch as she let out another sigh.

Pulling out her phone, she looked at the time and then looked into her messaging app, trying to see if Lillian had sent her a text at all.

And...

She hadn't.

"Haa..."

She let out another exasperated sigh before turning around, making it so that her back was now pressed against the cushions of the couch.

She stared up at the ceiling, feeling boredom absorbing her body.

She then replayed what Lillian had told her before she left, regrettably.

"Today. The academy will be invaded at 19 o'clock."

As she whispered this, her gaze sharpened as she slowly sat up and got to her feet, steadily making her way to the bathroom.

She still had some time to prepare.

Although she didn't know how Lillian had come to know such concerning knowledge, she ultimately believed that Lillian would tell her in due time.

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