My mum’s said it.

My dad’s said it.

My brother’s said it.

My cousin’s said it.

My aunt’s said it.

My uncle’s said.

My fiancee’s said it.

The Queen’s said it.

The damn King’s said it!

Even my new siblings have said it.

Well... if so many people say I’m a villain.

Then isn't it safe to say, with nary of a doubt?

That I’m a villain?

Let see, what is a villain?

A person with negative traits.

Got those.

A sinister appearance.

I suppose, aside from being a bit baby-faced that is accounted for.

The main cause of the trouble?

Technically yes. Though most of the time it's their fault.

Then shouldn't I be a villain?

I mean, I somehow know how to act as one from strange dreams.

And being nice is quite hard when no one believes me.

And all I have to do is breathe for another crime to be committed in my name.

Sounds like an easy job.

I get to eat, sleep, and do whatever I wasn't as long as I stay ‘villainous’.

I don't even have to try!

How peacefully spoiled.

That was-

Until the day I was obligated to defeat the demon king.

As a duty to my kingdom, my people, and repentance for my crimes.

Can't I just grow some crops instead? Or volunteer as a doctor? Or...

No?

Alright. Fine.

I shall go with the brightly optimistic hero and his party.

Four years pass.

And I meet the demon king.

He's quite nice actually. We even agreed to a treaty.

And the hero was given all the credit.

However, my life has skyrocketed into its difficulty and noise.

So I decided to leave.

It wasn't as if anyone would miss me. No harm done.

I lived on my own for a mesmerizing twenty years.

Until~

I was snatched from my home and thrown into a carriage.

I hit my head along the way.

A fatal wound and irreversible damage later.

I left the world.

I was perfectly fine with that. Almost thirty years of experiences and peace.

Who could not say they died unhappily? Who could ask for more?

Well, apparently I was supposed to.

Because I awoke in my youth.

I planned to do the same thing as before.

But, what is happening? What has changed?

Why are there these all of the sudden?

Strangely kind and accepting people? Who like me?! No, who are obsessed with me!

And-

A frizzy-haired girl who calls me her precious baby.

After suddenly appearing in my window in the stark contrast of morning!

Just what is happening here? I was just supposed to be the villain!