Summary
There is exactly one good thing about possessing the body of a villainess.
“Aletheia? Even her name sounds unlucky.”
That one good thing is this:
you can insult people you don’t like as much as you want.
Because that’s the villainess’s job.
With a bit of personal bias, Mio started bad-mouthing Aletheia.
“The name even has the word for the River of Death in it. Lethe.”
“……”
“Yeah. Now that I think about it, the name fits her perfectly.
I should just call her Lethe from now on.”
If Mio had known this was not gossip behind her back,
but something said right to her face,
she never would have said it.
“Oh. A nickname?
Isn’t that a bit early, darling?”
It was the cold, dangerous voice
of the strongest person in this world.
