I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

29. Protecting One’s Husband Isn’t Shifting Blame, The Plot Isn’t Nonsense

The fact that Kefir, who always presented herself with an “ice queen” demeanor, was nearly driven to violence, probably meant that the Russian guy facing her had been harassing her for quite some time.

Let’s not even mention Kefir; as for myself, I’m extremely annoyed! But considering the occasion, not to mention today is the day to submit our project report, I can’t let Kefir’s “promotion to a treasure-hunting script” be affected by “teaching a lesson to an overambitious extra who wants a taste of swan meat.”

So, if it can be settled with words, I’d rather not have Kefir waving swords around.

While deliberately provoking this “passerby-ski” to shift his attention from Kefir to me, commonly known as “drawing aggro,” I stopped Kefir from attempting to draw her weapon.

Of course, Kefir would need to use her hands to draw her sword, and by stopping her, I inevitably… held her soft little hand.

In front of so many people, even Kefir couldn’t maintain her “ice queen” composure, her face flushed red, and she suddenly became shy…

“Wife and all that…”

She turned her face away, not daring to look at me. Fortunately, Kefir is no naive sweet girl; she understood my intentions and didn’t expose my ruse.

On the contrary, the Russian passerby-ski who had been pestering Kefir, upon seeing our natural behavior, akin to a newlywed couple’s public display of affection, stretched his neck, his eyes bulging in disbelief.

After looking back and forth between Kefir and me incredulously, he seemed to understand something, and his gaze towards me suddenly turned hostile!

“Are you that Li De they talk about?”

[Passerby-ski, out of jealousy towards Oji Li De, wants to have Kefir for himself and punches Oji Li De to death!]

Normally, faced with such a straightforward script demanding my demise, I’d probably say, “I’m not Li De, I’m Bogu,” but right now, I’m still holding Kefir’s little hand. With the protagonist by my side protecting me, I have nothing to fear.

“That’s right.”

Before I could even respond, passerby-ski spoke astonishingly and with malice: “I don’t care what leverage you’ve used to threaten Kefir, but now that I know, if you want to live, you better scram far away, Bret!”

What…

Threat!?

A quick glance at the script, and I understood.

[Passerby-ski believes he’s the only one worthy of Kefir, so he thinks Oji Li De has found leverage to threaten and monopolize Kefir.]

It turns out this big brother has impure motives himself, and even imagines me, a gentleman, as a villain! No wonder Kefir doesn’t want to give him the time of day.

Indeed, Kefir and I are not in any “newlywed couple” relationship. To be precise, no one in this world is worthy of Kefir. My earlier words were entirely to cooperate with Kefir, to relieve her pressure, as she hoped I could use such an excuse to help her temporarily avoid the nuisance of passerby-ski’s harassment.

But all play aside, the pretense is real, yet “I threatened Kefir” is utterly unfounded. When she first asked me to pretend to be her fiancé, it wasn’t clear who was threatening whom…

However, before I could even explain, the Russian began introducing himself under the admiring gaze of the onlookers.

“I am the top disciple of Instructor Rasputin, a noble dispatched by the Rosia Empire! Threatening my woman in front of me, you seem to be asking to go to Siberia to shovel manure, aren’t you!?”

The crowd’s reaction affirmed passerby-ski’s identity, seemingly genuine.

[Passerby-ski is one of the few remaining oligarchic noble heirs of the Rosia Empire.]

It’s no wonder that the characters who fantasize about the protagonist are not just any forgettable passersby. However, this fellow probably thought that by revealing his identity, Kefei would be overjoyed and throw herself at him, but he was clearly mistaken this time.

Kefei, a woman favored by the heavens, couldn’t care less about so-called “power” or “nobility.”

Especially the words “my woman” made Kefei feel “belittled,” and her attitude immediately became dangerous.

I quickly gripped Kefei’s hand tighter. At such a critical moment, Kefei couldn’t afford to get entangled with a minor character and miss the chance to level up. It’s better not to get involved in such troublesome verbal disputes.

“Don’t talk nonsense, I don’t even have any dealings with you, how could I be ‘your woman’!?”

With my soothing, Kefei calmed down a bit and pulled on my arm, wanting to leave with me, but the persistent passerby, Siji, came up to us.

“Kefei, you must be threatened by these people because of your status as an exchange student, right!? With your abilities, it’s one thing to follow a professor who raises pigs, but now you’re even being threatened by this kind of… bean sprout that’s obviously trash at a glance!”

He spoke with righteous indignation, but the script on my side had already seen through all the vile thoughts in Siji’s heart.

【Passerby Siji wants to win Kefei’s heart by belittling others.】

Hmph, I could let it go, but even mocking Professor Moriarty, this passerby Siji really steps on every mine related to Kefei without any blind spots!

This time, Kefei finally couldn’t bear it anymore!

“I warn you, passerby Siji, don’t bother me again! Professor Moriarty is my mentor! And he is… my fiancé!”

Turning around, Kefei glared fiercely, and the “protagonist’s aura” that burst out in that instant truly overwhelmed passerby Siji, making him subconsciously take a step back.

Hiss, Kefei is usually not so sharp-edged, what’s gotten into her today?

Whenever my affairs are mentioned, she seems very agitated and displeased. When Siji mocked me as “trash,” the hand I was holding… couldn’t help but want to draw a sword.

Could it be…

【Being belittled made Kefei very uncomfortable, and she decided to protect her husband.】

Husband, my foot!

As for being belittled, I don’t really care. After all, as the great villain Ogelid, I believe in the truth of “he who laughs last, laughs best,” of course, I can’t add to Kefei’s troubles.

However, while I was struggling with the nonsensical script, Kefei seemed to have made a remarkable statement.

I knew this might be considered protecting her husband, but this time, in front of everyone’s eyes…

“As for him, he’s definitely not the trash you think he is in your head! He is… a student who participated in the research competition with Professor Moriarty! Right, Professor!?”

Under her displeasure, Kefei changed the original plan!

Isn’t this… throwing her script at me!? Participating in the competition should be your role, Kefei!?