Get Ahead of the Fallen Heroine and Make the Bull-Headed Man the Victim

95. The Influence of Stockings Will Continue

“…Oh? It seems you’re still not going to reflect on your actions, Princess. Well, let’s say goodbye to all your stockings then!”

When Valentina heard Noah’s words, she was still filled with dissatisfaction, and her fighting spirit had not decreased at all, leaving Noah feeling very happy.

So Noah stretched out his hand towards Valentina’s room and made a quick fist gesture.

“?! Wait a minute! You can’t be serious?”

Seemingly realizing something, Valentina quickly ran to the drawer of her dresser.

And when she opened the drawer, all the neatly folded stockings she had here were gone, without a trace.

Whether it was the thin, transparent ones, the thick, warm ones, or the ones with different patterns, they were all gone.

“You’re acting like a god or something! Just because of a small matter, you’ve made all my stockings disappear!”

As the princess looked at the missing stockings and was about to laugh, she trembled with suppressed laughter for a moment before turning around with a scowl at Noah’s back.

From Noah’s perspective, the princess was definitely trembling with anger, with no other option.

So Noah just smiled with an evil grin, tossing the prepared boomerang he had prepared earlier.

“After all, ‘it’s just a pair of stockings, what’s the big deal?’…or so you said?”

This was what Valentina said a few minutes ago, and Noah even managed to reproduce her tone.

“!?”

At this point, Valentina was completely rendered speechless; she never expected to be hit by her own boomerang.

After the initial shock, Her Highness the Princess slowly lowered her head in silence, as Noah’s words indeed held some truth. She looked as if she had accepted her defeat, her demeanor significantly dimmed.

She was a far cry from the dignified and sacred figure who had just moments ago held her skirt down against the wind.

“Hmph, just savor the taste of this humiliating defeat, for it is the perfect ending for a masochistic princess like you!”

Seeing that today’s annoyance level was maxed out, Noah decided to stop before pushing the princess too far.

So, he let out a mocking laugh that belittled Her Highness’s dignity and made off with the dozen or so stockings he had snatched from Valentina.

“…”

What could Valentina say?

Could she really admit that she felt no humiliation at all, and even felt a strange joy at the thought of her stockings possibly being collected by Noah?

How infuriating! For a moment, she found herself envious of her own stockings! She thought it would be better if it were her essence that Noah had taken away!

But… hehe❤~, she knew she wouldn’t die no matter how she acted! Indeed, this great person was her only true home!

“Ha, ha, ha❤~ Ah, no, I must hold it in… inhale… exhale… inhale… exhale… Anyway, I should just go and order new stockings first.”

The princess, nearly laughing out loud from happiness, quickly covered her mouth with her hand. After taking a few deep breaths, she calmed the excitement within her.

Although it was already nighttime, the princess still planned to step out to her favorite clothing store to order new stockings.

On one hand, she genuinely loved wearing them.

On the other hand, she wanted to prepare for Noah; if he wanted more and she didn’t have any, wouldn’t that make her regretful?

So, late at night, Valentina sat by the edge of her bed, slowly putting on a pair of over-the-knee stockings as a substitute, and after slipping on her high-heeled ankle boots, she left the palace for a clothing store.

As expected, she effortlessly apprehended… or rather, eliminated a nefarious criminal, returning to her room to rest only close to midnight.

Around eight-thirty that evening.

After taking a bath and changing into a semi-transparent nightgown, Delia, who was preparing to rest, was suddenly informed of this matter by her trusted aide.

“What!? Valentina went to the clothing store late at night to order a lot of stockings!? Are you sure you didn’t see it wrong?”

In a room that was clearly much more luxurious than Valentina’s, Delia, the Grand Princess, clad in a white semi-transparent nightgown that undeniably made her look like a stunning beauty, covered her slightly agape mouth in surprise.

“…Yes, Lady Delia, it’s absolutely true. I pretended to be a customer and went inside; I indeed heard Her Highness the Princess say so.”

The maid, who had already changed back into her inconspicuous palace maid outfit, respectfully answered Delia’s question.

“Are you really not mistaken? What kind of quirk does Valentina have, going to order clothes right before bed, and all stockings at that? It’s just so strange, isn’t it?”

Even with her aide saying so, Delia still looked somewhat incredulous, her expression filled with suspicion as she gazed at her trusted maid.

And the maid was also at a loss.

Thinking to herself, how could the Grand Princess still question the Second Princess?

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It’s strange for the Second Princess to order a large quantity of stockings at night; isn’t it strange that you still wear pure white long gloves to bed?

And beneath that translucent nightgown, one can see very s*xy white lace lingerie. Wearing such colors, I haven’t seen you in a relationship, have I? There should be limits to narcissism, right?

Of course, these are just thoughts she kept to herself and would never voice out loud.

Thus, the maid merely reiterated that she wasn’t lying.

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“…Something’s off. This is definitely strange. That Valentina wouldn’t be planning to use those custom stockings for some purpose, would she? Could they be magical stockings that bring good luck? Or perhaps offerings to the divine? No, I can’t fall behind; I need to order the same quantity! Go back to that clothing store right now!”

With her mind filled with thoughts of making Valentina taste defeat, Princess Dilia, after pondering without any clear conclusion, decisively called for her trusted aide to buy the same stockings.

The maid felt speechless but had no choice, so she planned to obey the order and turned to leave.

“Ah! Wait a moment! I’ll get ready and go with you! I want to see with my own eyes why Valentina chose to go to that store at this time! Just wait for me for half an hour!”

However, driven by a competitive spirit towards Valentina, Dilia quickly called her aide back and hurriedly began to take off her nightgown, do her makeup, adorn herself with expensive jewelry, and select her outfit and shoes for going out.

As she herself said, half an hour to get ready was already quite fast.

Thus, the maid had no choice but to stand by and help suggest outfits to the indecisive Dilia.

It was nothing; after all, this was part of their daily routine caring for Princess Dilia.

And in front of the mirror, as Dilia actively changed her clothes, her heart was filled with anxiety.

That annoying Valentina! Custom stockings are definitely not for any good purpose! She would also order the same style and quantity of stockings! She even wanted them in both black and white!

She believed she would definitely have a use for them one day!

She absolutely couldn’t let that arrogant little sister Valentina continue to win over her!!!

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