I Will Create a Good Ending for the Yandere Villainess-Chapter 305: Making it to the Dorm? [Bonus]

After a little bit of running, climbing over the terrain, and fighting off more cultists along the way, they soon made it to the dormitory.

Kuro glanced between the two tall buildings, "Which one of these is the female one? Or are both of these for the female students to live in?"

Lillian smiled wryly, understanding Kuro’s naivety as he wasn’t a student at their academy. She gestured towards the left building, "That’s the female and the one on the right is the male dormitory."

Kuro nodded slowly, glancing at both of them, "I see... May I and Jericko take on the male dorm and leave the female one to you two?"

Lillian smiled, "I was planning on that, actually. Let’s do that."

The two of them nodded at one another before dragging their respective companion towards their respective dorm.

Millis groaned at Lillian dragging her by the back of her collar.

She then asked:

"Why ya gotta be so rough with meh? Ya ain’t this rough when it comes to red-eyes!" She pouted, folding her arms as she looked to the side.

Lillian smiled wryly, "Because she clings to me like a koala. I can’t necessarily drag someone, if they’re already attached to me."

Lillian then pulled the Heroine back onto her feet before walking through the glass frame of the automated sliding doors.

Millis walked up to it, scrutinising the door before prying it open with her hands.

Schoop!

The door slid open, allowing Millis full entry under Lillian’s deadpan supervision. She gave a defeated sigh before chuckling a bit.

She turned around, intending to move towards the stairs before faceplanting into something soft. Feeling her face pressed up against something, she sighed before tilting her face up.

"Hiya, babe."

She stared into the red eyes of a certain Assassin, who stared down at her expressionlessly. However, deep in the woman’s eyes was clear concern.

Marionette slowly reached for the sides of the girl’s face, cupping her cheeks. After massaging and playing with them, she muttered in a soft voice:

"Are you... Fine? Are you hurt anywhere, Lillian?"

She then gently tilted the girl’s head to the side, checking for any wounds on the girl’s neck and face.

Lillian shivered a bit from the woman’s touch, feeling her cheeks already starting to heat up.

She then responded to the woman’s words in a vulnerable tone:

"I’m fine. Tired. But fine."

Looking into the woman’s eyes, she asked:

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Marionette, who was still checking Lillian’s body for injuries, responded instantly:

"I’ve placed her somewhere safe. Don’t worry."

Lillian raised an eyebrow, wondering what the Assassin could possibly mean before nodding. She wasn’t going to ask. She knew the woman would keep someone as important as her mother safe.

Her eyes then moved to the sides, staring at the blood stains on the ground and severed limbs. Her eyes glazed over a bit as she looked behind the Assassin, finding bodies strewn on the floor behind her.

Marionette, finding that she was losing Lillian’s focus, turned the girl’s face back towards hers before muttering:

"How’s your mental state, then? Are you fine in that department?"

Lillian stared at her silently before forming a fist with her right hand and coughing into it, "I, uhm... It’s fine. Don’t worr—eh!"

Lillian stiffened, flinching as she felt Marionette’s hands fall from her face and down to the sides of her waist before grabbing her.

She then felt the woman’s arms possessively wrap around her waist, which led to her blush worsening. Raising her eyes to the Assassin’s face, she couldn’t help but shiver at the loving look in the woman’s red eyes.

She then heard the Assassin say:

"I’m glad you’re safe... I missed you."

Lillian unconsciously let out a small and high-pitched sound before responding:

"T-thanks... Me too..." She turned her face away, shyly.

In an attempt to steer this conversation towards something that wouldn’t lead to anything overly intimate, she commented on the woman’s current attire:

"S-so... What’s with the outfit?"

Marionette, glancing down at her clothes, responded:

"It’s—"

Before being interrupted by a certain Heroine off to the side.

Millis, who had been watching them all this time, stuck her face in between the two ladies’ faces before saying:

"I know ya two wanna get it on right now. But to do it in a place like this is... Yuck..."

Lillian immediately pulled away before pointing at Millis scoldingly and stuttering:

"I-I—W-we weren’t going to do no such thing!"

She looked towards Marionette.

"I-Isn’t that right?!"

The Assassin looked towards the Rabbit, whose face was completely red from embarrassment at Millis’s words and also from their short, intimate contact.

She thought for a moment before folding her arms. She turned her face towards the purple-haired woman and said:

"We weren’t. I can promise you that."

Lillian sighed off to the side, hearing that Marionette wasn’t planning on doing anything when holding her. Albeit... She was slightly disappointed.

However, she then perked up and stiffened at what she said next.

Marionette, staring down at Millis’s face, who was giving her a suspicious look, said:

"However, if this were a much cleaner environment, then yes. We would have."

"M-Mari!" Lillian yelled in disbelief as she felt her cheeks grow even warmer than before.

Marionette shrugged while Millis just laughed at the two.

After a bit of this, Marionette brought them up a few floors, leading them to a lounge where there was a crowd of people.

She then went on to lead them to higher floors, showing them the people who were saved.

Eventually, they came to a stop on one floor to rest.

Lillian watched as Millis went on to hold a conversation with a separate group, leaving Marionette and her alone on a somewhat destroyed couch.

"Wow... You did a good job!" Lillian muttered, looking towards her girlfriend with a broad smile. She was also looking towards the side as a soft ding noise rang inside her mind.

[Number of people saved: 711, Number of people not saved: 11]

[Success Rate Increase: 200% (Maxed)]

Her face then fell as she saw the ’(Maxed)’ part right beside her increase in success rate.

She cursed Lady Luck inside her mind, ’Tch, stingy ass...’

Although she was kind of cheating in this way, she still should’ve been allowed to get the 700% increase!

She growled before sighing.

’Well... I guess my chances are doubled... That’s a bonus... Maybe the reward might be something good!’

She was monologuing, she didn’t notice that a certain black-haired Assassin had laid the side of their head onto her lap—it was only after she finished that she realised.

Looking down, she gave Marionette an odd look, which got her a response.

"Pat me. I need compensation for my work."

The corners of Lillian’s lips twitched before eventually curling up into a large, teasing grin.

"Oh~? I suppose you should get one... But aren’t you in the least bit embarrassed about others watching~"

Marionette’s face twitched irritably at the sound of others.

"Why does that matter? Stop caring about the others and just focus on me." She frowned.

Lillian chuckled before eventually soothing the woman’s annoyance by slowly stroking the side and top of their head.

She smiled softly, "Alright, my lady~... I’ll do what you want."

As she patted and stroked through the woman’s hair, she heard a loud, high-pitched scream from one of the ladies in the lounge.

Looking up, she found that there was a missile shooting straight towards them. And... There was more than one.

She stiffened and unconsciously tensed her body, instinctively wanting to run away.

She still remembered the damage she had suffered from surviving one.

’Wait. Should I just shoot it down?’ She pushed down this thought, ’The explosion would still reach us...!’

As her worries grew, it was soothed by the woman in her lap.

"It’s not going to reach us. Stay seated and continue, Lillian." Marionette stated confidently before turning towards Lillian’s stomach and snuggling up to her, despite how dirty the Rabbit was.

Lillian, seeing how calm she was, relaxed as she recalled what happened in the story. The reason why the dormitory hadn’t been reduced to rubble despite the missile shower.

"Ah... So Mirage is finally out of his office?" Lillian muttered quietly as she looked out of the window.

Outside the window on their floor, an illusory figure suddenly appeared in the sky, hovering with the help of wings that stretched out from their back.

The wings took on the form of purple butterfly wings that left trails of glitter as they flapped.

They had long black hair tied in a ponytail and wore a robe that had a depressing amount of black on it.

It was Mirage, floating in the air with his usual cold smile.

He raised his hand and summoned a large metal wall out of thin air, which, while blurry and wobbly at first, solidified.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The muffled sounds of the explosion rang out harshly as the missiles crashed into the metal wall, unable to leave a dent in its surface.

After the threat had disappeared, Mirage dispelled the metal wall before blurring and disappearing from existence.

Not even muttering a single word.

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