I, the Villain, Want to Save Myself, But the Yandere Heroines Disagree
Chapter 57 - The Troubles of Growing Up

The two days passed quickly. This afternoon, after Litte and Laina finished class, they returned to the dorm and started changing into the clothes they needed to wear for the ball tonight.

Standing in her bedroom, Litte looked at the gentleman’s formal wear before her and sighed helplessly.

She glanced down.

It just so happened that she was currently in a period of physical growth. Her chest, which had shown slight development when she first entered the family, had now grown to a considerable size.

Normally, when dressing, Litte would choose slightly looser clothes so that the curves of her chest wouldn’t be noticed by others. But the situation today was different. Attending a masquerade ball required wearing this kind of fitted formal wear.

“Honestly, why did I agree to go with Laina...” Litte grumbled.

“Litte? Aren’t you ready yet? Laina is waiting for you at the entrance.” Just then, a knock sounded from outside the door, and Orson’s voice also came through.

“Um... wait a moment, just a moment will do.”

“Alright. I’ll go tell Laina for you first.” Orson, outside the door, nodded. Then he went downstairs, looked at Laina sitting in the living room, and showed an apologetic expression.

“Sorry, Laina. Litte is a little slow in changing. I apologize for the wait.”

“It’s alright.” Laina was quite understanding at this moment. She smiled and shook her head, indicating it was fine.

After a few more minutes, Orson still prepared to go upstairs and check on Litte.

“Litte, aren’t you ready yet?”

“N-not ready yet...” Litte said anxiously.

She had almost finished wrapping it, but as soon as Orson spoke, the cloth strip she had just wrapped came undone again. It could be said that all her efforts were in vain.

But she couldn’t make Laina wait downstairs any longer. Litte could only helplessly seek Orson’s help.

“Um... Orson, could you come in and help me with something?”

“Alright.” Orson nodded, then directly opened the door.

Then, seeing the sight before him, he was completely stunned.

Litte had her back to him. Her entire upper body was bare and smooth, with only her hair draped down her back.

In her hand, she held the cloth strip used for binding her chest. But it was clear that perhaps because she had developed more, or perhaps because she hadn’t worn formal wear in a long time, she was having some trouble with the binding.

“Litte, what is this...” Orson froze in place, unsure what to do for a moment.

Just then, Laina’s voice came from far away, growing closer.

“Big brother, isn’t Litte ready yet?”

Hearing the sound of Laina coming upstairs, Orson immediately closed the door and locked it from the inside.

“Um, sorry, Laina, please wait a little longer.”

Then, he came to Litte’s side and asked in a low voice, “What’s wrong?”

“I... I don’t know either...” Litte said, blushing shyly.

“It used to be very smooth, but it seems because I’ve been eating too well recently... I’ve also gained some weight on my chest, so it’s... it’s a little hard to bind...”

“Orson, help me out. I’ll wrap in the front, and you help me from the back, just make sure it doesn’t come undone.”

“Alright.” Orson heard this and could only nod helplessly.

Speaking of which, Litte, indeed, when she first entered the family, had a somewhat malnourished appearance due to the difficult life in the countryside and seemed more neutral. Now, it’s unclear if it’s because she’s gotten older or if her nutrition has improved, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult for her to maintain a neutral appearance. This is evident not only in her looks and demeanor but also in her figure.

“Orson, don’t look around,” Saying this, Litte, blushing, lowered the arm she had been using to cover her chest and began to arrange the cloth strip before her.

To make it easier to wrap, Litte was sitting in front of a mirror. If she were alone, it would be fine, but now there was Orson present. If Orson looked into the mirror in front, it would be very easy to see things he shouldn’t see.

“I know,” Orson nodded, then looked elsewhere.

“Um, Orson, help me hold my hair up...” Litte said after arranging the cloth strip.

After all, Litte’s hair was still a bit long. If it were just loose like that, it would be uncomfortable if it got caught while wrapping.

Orson heard this and obediently complied.

However, Orson’s height was still quite a bit taller than Litte’s. Orson, sitting behind Litte, couldn’t help but see the mirror when he turned his head.

Fortunately, Litte quickly covered her chest with her hand, preventing an awkward situation between the siblings.

“Um, Orson, hand me this cloth strip from the other side.” Litte wrapped a strip from the front, then said to Orson.

Orson took the cloth strip, then went around Litte’s smooth back and handed it to Litte from the other side.

With someone else’s help, Litte’s wrapping motion became much smoother. Soon, the mounds on the young woman’s chest turned into a plain.

Even Orson, upon seeing this, couldn’t help but feel a sense of emotion.

Although some physical contact between the two was inevitable during this process, some of which even caused Litte to let out a soft hum, neither of them said anything, maintaining silence.

“Alright, thank you, Orson.” Litte said this, took the formal wear from the hanger, and put it on.

“Okay. Laina is still waiting downstairs. Hurry up and go with Laina. It’s your first social event, you can’t make any mistakes.”

“Mm,” Litte nodded, then quickly went downstairs.

Looking at Litte’s retreating figure, Orson couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

Litte, she has indeed grown up.

Orson stood at the top of the stairs. He heard Litte downstairs apologizing to Laina. Then the two of them hurried to the ball venue.

Not long after the two left, Orson also changed into a formal evening suit and then put on a mask.

Compared to the masquerade masks at the ball, the mask Orson wore covered a larger area. After all, he didn’t want to be recognized by others.

And as expected, a knock sounded at the door.

Orson walked to the door and opened it.

At the entrance, a beautifully dressed young woman appeared before him.

Lianca looked at Orson, who was already wearing a mask. She was startled for a moment, then asked, “Why are you wearing your mask now, Orson?”

“Isn’t it to prevent from being recognized by others on the way?” Orson explained this, then examined Lianca’s attire before him.

“Lianca, you look quite beautiful today.”

“Hmph, that’s only natural. Does this young lady’s taste need your evaluation?” Lianca, although somewhat happy inwardly from Orson’s compliment, still turned her head away, pretending to be dissatisfied.

However, her slightly flushed face, and the faintly discernible smile she showed, had already revealed her mood.