The Villainess Does It With Class

Chapter 179: Visiting Gwen pt. 4

"Surprise her with a kiss!" I exclaimed, catching him by surprise.

"What?" He took a step back when I sprang up to him to say that straight to his face, even more so when the weight of my words hit him.

He was now staring at me with a distinct look that very much asks if I did say what I told him just now.

Crossing my arms, I added, "Girls like us don't believe in slow wooing at this age. Flowers? We have a whole garden of that in our own homes, come on. Sweet poems of love? Ew. Just tell us that we're a Goddess and that you love us directly, don't take detours..."

"How did our conversation get here?" Conrad mumbled as his face fell but I was already unstoppable.

"Waiting for the right time? Fvck that!–"

"... Wow..."

"–Grab the opportunity that the God of love gave you and don't dilly dally. Kiss her!" I took a step forward and he took a step back and it was as if we're dancing– "Did you two even kiss yet? For these three long years?" I inquired.

Conrad began to shake his head, "Nads, you're looking kinda crazy right now and had been saying outrageous things since a while ago..."

"I'm saying that Gwen is done waiting for your slow ass and she wants romance, you dummy!"

You know that feeling when there are two people in your group, who's clearly an item and then you ship them so hard but nothing's happening? Exactly. That's what I feel.

Conrad stared at me as if I had grown another head. He looked traumatized, period. But it's fine, I know that he's used by my crazy episodes sometimes. I still stand on what I said though.

For heaven's sake, they are a couple! I would bet my entire collection of jewelry that they still haven't held hands yet. What is this slow-burning romance? I don't want it!

Conrad didn't react and had remained tight-lipped, for that, my earlier enthusiasm crashed down to the ground.

I averted my eyes and changed the topic instead.

"You know, this garden is amazing. Especially this part," and smiled at the lovely roses– "Goodness, I have never seen a rose this big! Look at this shade of red, so pretty!"

Conrad cleared his throat, "Ahem... Well, these are called Grandiflora. I planted them myself..."

"You did? Wow..."

"I can give you some if you want..."

Hearing that, my eyes flashed brightly in excitement.

"Really? Thank you! I love them! I didn't know you're into flowers, Conrad."

There it was again, his lazy smile, "Hmm not really... These roses are the only things I planted and nothing else."

"Is that so?"

So he only likes roses? Or is this some sort of experiment?

Conrad leaned forward to the bushes and plucked one rose. I didn't bother paying him attention and was just looking at the roses and admiring them, obviously. And then suddenly, I was taken by surprise when I felt something was being put on my left ear. I straightened my back and patted the side of my head, only to feel the rose that Conrad had personally picked.

Wha...

I glanced at him with wide eyes, feeling rather complicated.

"Y-you don't have to do that... But thanks."

Damn, that was a little weird.

Conrad hummed as he stared at me with narrowed eyes.

"The flower does resemble your eyes."