During the picnic with Ohana, Amelia contacted me and asked me to return to the mansion.
The matter was simple.
Tomorrow, I had been instructed to escort her. She could have told me after returning, but she chose to inform me now.
‘Come to think of it, I’ve been too free lately.’
There had to be a way to bring Ryuunosuke and Amelia closer together.
For example, something that enhanced her femininity…
Amelia’s suggestion was related to dating. It was essentially a rehearsal—a so-called practice run.
“Rehearsal…”
Would I be able to satisfy Amelia’s expectations?
I spent the rest of the day thinking about it.
***
The next day, I put on the casual clothes I had bought in a hurry.
It would be best to meet Amelia as I was.
‘Wait… do I not even own a decent set of casual clothes?’
Today, I planned to escort her properly, staying by her side the entire time. I intended to give her a clear lesson on what was called “youth.”
‘… But, wait a minute. I talked big, but…’
Had I ever actually gone on a date with a girl before?
What did I even know about dating?
All I had done recently was go on a picnic with Ohana.
If I applied that experience…
“Oh, d*mn it.”
Had I ever even held a girl’s hand while on a date?
I searched my memories.
…No, I hadn’t.
Could someone who had never properly held a woman’s hand even claim to have dating experience?
Well, aside from Ohana, at least I had held my mother’s or my sister’s hand before.
…I wanted to forget about my parents, so why did I suddenly think about my older sister?
In the end, I had no choice but to rely on my knowledge as an escort.
I knocked lightly on the door in front of Amelia’s room.
“My lady, this is Hyunjin. May I come in?”
I knocked a couple more times and asked again.
…No response.
“My lady?”
Frowning, I pulled out my smartphone and checked the time. Wasn’t it time for her to be awake?
Just as I was about to open the door with a thought in mind, the first thing that caught my eye was—
A sight dyed in sky blue, brimming with youthful vibrance.
And against a white background…
“Guh!!”
A book smacked me right in the eye.
I didn’t even have time to react.
To be precise, I couldn’t react because I was momentarily distracted.
“What—what are you doing?! Who said you could just walk into my room without permission?!”
Amelia’s furious voice rang out.
She shouted while covering herself, her hand trembling.
“Ah, my lady! I thought you were still asleep, so I—!!”
The book hurt.
As I processed the pain, I slowly tried to get up, but before I could, a large golden candlestick came flying at me.
“Huh?!”
“G-Get out! I said, get out now!”
“Alright, I get it! Stop throwing things, my lady!!”
I quickly retreated, dodging the flying debris, and slammed the door shut. Leaning against it, I let out a shaky breath.
“Heeuk, heeuk…”
What the hell just happened?
I wasn’t the protagonist of some romantic comedy, so why did I find myself in this ridiculous “lucky pervert” scenario?
‘No, I just got dragged into this! Why is this happening?!’
As I struggled to make sense of the situation, the scene replayed in my mind.
A combination of sky blue fabric and a white background…
“Oh no! What am I thinking?!”
I needed to erase that memory immediately.
Stay calm. Keep it cool. Just breathe.
Besides, I had already liked Amelia’s swimsuit and kimono illustrations in those special artworks…
But this wasn’t the same!
This was an accident with someone I wasn’t even allowed to touch—how was this supposed to make sense?!
As my mind spiraled in confusion, a sudden chill ran down my spine.
“Eh?”
“Hyunjin, come inside for a moment.”
Amelia’s cold voice called out from behind me.
Wait—when did she open the door?!
Unlike before, she was now fully dressed.
I should probably apologize first.
Taking a deep breath, I got up and faced her.
“…Sorry.”
“Do you even know what you’re apologizing for?”
“For opening the door without waiting for your response…”
“That’s not it! Do you think I’m embarrassed just because of that?!”
Amelia yelled again, her face flushed.
Right… she definitely seemed embarrassed.
If she wasn’t, she wouldn’t have thrown things at me like that.
No doubt about it.
“…I walked in while you were changing—”
“So you do remember!?!?”
Before I could react, Amelia grabbed her book and started smacking me on the head.
“Forget it! Forget it now! Forget everything!!”
“Ow! Ow! Hey, stop!!”
She kept hitting me over and over.
Wasn’t this a bit much?!
With no way to escape, I did my best to shield myself with my arms while enduring Amelia’s relentless assault.
“Forget it already!!”
In the end, I had no choice but to pretend to pass out from the beating.
Goblin: Due to the amount of negative reactions, the release schedule of Transmigrated as the Butler of a Defeated Heroine will be exchanged with Transmigrated as the Villainess’s Childhood Friend. Meaning, it will have a single release every fridays. The TBDH Patreon tier will also be removed.
Check out my other projects:
Rehabilitating the Villainess
Pushover Extra Trains the Villainesses
I Picked Up an Amnesiac Witch
My Summons Are Special
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