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Reina Suzuki was an overworked office worker—until she died and woke up as Lavinia Devereux, the infamous villainess princess of the Elarion Empire.

She knows how this story ends: she’ll drink poison and die. A painless, easy death. So why bother changing fate? Villainy, revenge, redemption—sounds like way too much work. She decides to do absolutely nothing and let the story play out.

But her terrifying father, Emperor Cassius Devereux, won’t ignore her like he’s supposed to. He watches her, questions her, and—worst of all—starts acting like he actually cares.

Lavinia just wanted a quiet villainess retirement… so why does everything keep changing?

Too Lazy to be a Villainess

[Lavinia's POV]

It's not like Papa doesn't have fans.

In fact, he has a whole fanbase.

People write songs about his battlefield glory. Poets compare his sword swings to the northern winds. Painters fight each other in alleys to capture his "stormy melancholy eyes" on canvas.

He's basically the Empire's most broody heartthrob.

Except there's one small, teeny-tiny, sword-swinging, vein-popping problem—His. Temper.

And not the cute kind of "Oh no, he's grumpy, teehee!" temper. No.

We're talking about lightning-strike-through-the-courtroom, "did-he-just-glare-a-man-into-resignation" kind of temper.

The kind that makes nobles forget how to breathe. The kind that makes ladies in the court blink, blush, and then run.

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