I Will Create a Good Ending for the Yandere Villainess

Chapter 199: She wants What for her Birthday?

”A... Date? Another?” Lillian tilted her head as she wiped her mouth with a napkin, having just finished her breakfast.

Marionette gave a soft nod, wiping her own mouth as well before speaking:

”Yes... Specifically, one on my birthday.”

”Your... Birthday?” Lillian held her chin. ”Thatʼs on the 14th isnʼt it?”

”Oh? You remembered?”

Lillian stared into Marionetteʼs eyes, which seemed to stare back in surprise. Her face twitched at the question that seemed to mock her ability to remember.

”Of course, I did.” She then grinned, ”Why wouldnʼt I when itʼs on the topic of my darling pet, eh~?”

Marionette stared at her before glancing down, finding Lillianʼs hand crawling onto her thigh, her fingers wrapping around it.

The Assassinʼs eyes lingered on the hand before looking up and towards a coffee mug to the side.

Lillian watched as Marionette drank her coffee without much of a reaction to what she was doing. Her grin faltered slightly, finding it a little disappointing.

She gave a sigh and pulled her hand off. However, once she did, the Assassinʼs hand shot out towards it, grasping and interlocking fingers.

Marionette then slowly moved Lillianʼs hand back onto her thigh, patting it before moving her hand back up to her mug as she warmed her hands.

Lillian widened her eyes slightly before giggling, ”Adorable as always... So, a date on your birthday, huh? I guess that means you just want me there?”

Marionette set down her mug, glancing over and tilting her head in a confused manner, ”Who else would come on my birthday? And I expect for it to only be us since itʼs a date.”

”Ah... Even if weʼre having a date, that isnʼt going to take up the rest of your day, right? Surely, your family or Millis and Reph would like to celebrate with yo—”

Before Lillian could finish, she felt Marionetteʼs warm fingers brush against the underside of her chin before tilting it up.

With her face turned up slightly, she looked into Marionetteʼs red eyes that stared down at her intently. The hand she had placed onto the womanʼs lap had also been covered by their other hand.

”Do you... Not want to be alone with me, Lilly...?”

”E-eh?” Lillian widened her eyes, perplexed, ”Who said that?”

Marionetteʼs thumb rubbed the knuckles of the hand on her thigh.

”You keep talking about my family or the two that follow us around when it should really just be about the two of us...”

”W-well... Are we really going on a date the entire day?”

The Assassin gave a slow nod, ”My family are too busy to make time for me, although they do find time to send me gifts. So, I usually spend it alone. However...”

Marionette moved the hand under Lillianʼs chin to the left side of the girlʼs head, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.

”... Now that youʼre with me... I wouldnʼt need to necessarily spend it alone...”

Lillian felt the hold that Marionette had on her hand tighten a bit. She then heard her say:

”Unless... You donʼt want to... Which, I suppose is fine...” Marionette muttered in a solemn tone as her face darkened the longer Lillian didnʼt respond.

”H-huh? Of course, I do.” Lillian tilted her head, confused, ”Why wouldnʼt I?”

Marionette then watched as Lillian raised her finger, tapping against a particular red mark on her neck. She then heard her say:

”Do you think Iʼm not after you left this on me?”

The red mark on her neck hadnʼt even looked like it was in the process of going away. While this had left Lillian to garner some curious stares, particularly those from her class, she didnʼt mind it at all.

What she did mind, however, was how hard Marionette sucked to make it.

As Lillian recalled the day it happened, Marionette was just staring at the hickey, her eyes narrowing and her eyes glowing a subtle red.

She then smirked a bit, quickly recalling the sight of her saliva on Lillianʼs neck and her reddened face.

Lillian broke out of her daze once she felt Marionetteʼs fingers brush over her lips.

”I also want this... For my birthday...”

The Assassin watched as the Rabbit blinked at her, thinking hard with a dense expression.

”But you already have me, though?”

”...”

Marionette blinked back, ”You arenʼt dense, Lillian. April 14th. My birthday. End of date. I want my kiss.”

Lillianʼs face twitched at her demands, ”You and your obsession with kissing, I swear...”

”You shouldnʼt have tasted delicious, then...” Marionette muttered, watching as Lillianʼs hand moved up to hers, clutching it.

Lillian raised the Assassinʼs palm to the side of her face, giving it a quick peck, ”Itʼs your fault for being to adamant in getting it~...”

Marionette then watched as Lillian stood up from the table, straightening out her skirt. She then heard her say:

”Well, then... Letʼs get going to class?”

***

”Ugh...”

In a hall densely packed with rows of tall shelves with a seemingly endless supply of books, Lillian sat at a table with a frustrated look.

”Kissing...” She murmured as she flicked through pages of a book that could only be described as inappropriate. Even so, it held great information for those with abilities related to... Kissing.

However, she wasnʼt exactly here to try and learn how to make use of kissing, but to actually... Know how to kiss someone.

Sure, kissing someoneʼs cheek, hand, neck, and such was easy. It was just when it came to mouth-to-mouth that things became a little more... Complicated.

Lillian sighed, scratching the back of her head, ”Look at me... Sitting around in a library, at a table, trying to learn how to kiss through a book. This is embarassing...”

Fortunately, she had told Marionette to go back to the dorm and not follow her. If the Assassin were to know what she was doing here, she wouldnʼt let it down, she bet...

With her head over the backrest of her wooden chair, a familiar face popped up in the corner of her eyes.