The Villainess Wants To Go Home novel Chapter 81

"Hey. Oi. Hey." I could hear a faint male voice. I groaned in discomfort, feeling something warm poke my cheek slowly yet repeatedly. "Wake up" this time the soft pokes were slaps on the cheek. I scrunch my face in annoyance, forcefully opening eyes and the first thing I lay my eyes on is autumn eyes staring blankly at me. A paw was in the air like it was going to slap me again.

It was the pesky fox that returned to his true form.

"Took you long enough to wake up" the hint of mockery slithered out from his snout casually. I stared blankly at him. "I thought you had died there for a second" the fox turned around, his puffy orange tail swift behind him when he did.

"Five more minutes" I groaned awake, forcefully pulling the sheets over my head.

"There is no 'five more minutes'. We have to continue on our journey then sleeping five more minutes" I heard him mock me from under the covers of my blanket and then hearing a faint thud which probably him jumping off the bed.

"Either way you already slept the whole day yesterday"

My eyes suddenly shot opened, and I bolted up in a sitting position, the blanket flying in the air. "WHAT!" a yell of shock bounced off the walls.

The fox stared at me indifferently for a second before glancing his head to where the window was. I followed his gaze to the window.

Warm colours had painted the sky like a beautiful sunrise painting while the giant glowing ball in the sky began to rise, lighting up the room even brighter than it was before.

My lips turned upside down, brows turning down wards. "How is it morning already? I just went to sleep for 30 minutes"

"Are all humans this lazy?" Homura questioned, rolling his amber eyes at me, his face showing how clearly annoyed he was.

I rubbed my face with the palms of my hands, grumbling in frustration and collapsing back on the bed. "I guess I really needed sleep" I said softly, my blue eyes tracing the pattern of the wood. All I could think of now is the memory I dreamt of last night.

If it wasn't for master, I don't think I would be the person I am today.

Artemis Ray, Ryu's Black Dragon. The feared assassin among the organisations, a cold-hearted killer that merciless sliced or poisoned her victims.

Master was one of the few that treated me like I belonged somewhere in the world even if I only was just a shadow. I stood behind him like a loyal dog, killing anyone who came in his way, following his orders without a question, doing his bidding whenever he asked me to and never going behind his back.

I was his shadow that hid behind him and appeared behind his enemies whenever he commanded me to.

My life belongs to him and if he ordered me to kill myself, I wouldn't hesitate to obey and do it.

He trusts me and I trust him, and I would do anything to make him satisfied. It wouldn't bother me if he cared or not of my death. I'm just his loyal shadow that follows his orders.

However, I am curious how he felt when he heard about my death though. Did he mourn my death or was he the same cold master that only placed flowers on the graves of his lost agents before leaving and never thinking about it again?

This question is something who even me that stayed beside him since I was 9 till now, who knows master better than anyone, cannot answer at all. Master is still a mystery among the organisation and to me.

I covered my eyes with my arm, sighing a long dull breath.

'Do not hesitate to kill, never reveal any emotions and never show mercy to anyone. Your enemies take advantage of those' his words are still clear as day in my mind. I will never forget what he taught me through the years of training.

"If only I could see you again" I whispered softly to myself.

"Huh? who? Me?" there was confusion in the fox's voice when he spoke.

"Don't worry about it, Homura." I assured him. I rose up from the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed with my feet dangling out, I stretched my hands in the air and yawned out a tired groan. 'No one wants to see you.' I wanted to say that to him, but I wasn't in the right mood to start a quarrel with this stubborn snobby fox princess.

"You are so complicated" Homura huffed. I glanced at him to see his body sticking out from my satchel that was placed upright near my bed. His orange, black pointed tail waved gently side to side as he rummaged through, looking for whatever he was looking for which I assume was something for his little teeth too much on and fill his stomach up.

I stared uncomprehendingly at the pesky fox that was looking through my things without my permission.

"Tch, where is my meat?" he grumbled angrily in the bag.

I watched him peek his head with a dissatisfied expression across his face "All I could find is your lumpy sticks, apples and your yellow rectangle rock"

"Bleh" the fox stuck his red tongue out and cringed back in disgust. "Not a single piece of meat to be seen"

I crossed my hands and rolled eyes "Gee, I wonder who ate them all?" I stated sarcastically getting his narrowed glance. In his eyes I could sense he knew he was the one that ate them all but didn't want to admit and just blame me for it.

Homura's amber eyes glared at me while I continued to stare at him with an expressionless face.

"We will go restock our supply of meat after we eat some breakfast downstairs. I'll make sure to order some meat for you to enjoy" I suggested getting up and patting down the ankle length brown skirt I wore for the disguise yesterday that I wasn't bothered to change out of.

"Now something a fox like me, likes to hear in the morning" Homura hummed with a purr, the face he pulled was one of satisfied with the fool proof plan of mines. "I want rabbit meat" he drooled just by the thought of freshly skinned rabbit for him to feast on

"Yeah, that's only if they have any but either way I must change first if we are going to go anywhere" I explained walking towards the chest that stood under the window. I lifted the lid up and took out my folded-up Kimono and haori that was the few things I stored in the chest.

'It would have been easier if I was given some cheats like a space storage box for me to store things without carrying them around with me.' I fared my nostrils angry at the fact I don't get anything from God who summoned me into this world.

'Why do all reincarnated people get wishes or cheats from the person who summoned them and I'm just some lousy reincarnated person with nothing but the cheat of the future. That's so unfair and cruel to treat me like that. Definitely not blaming at a powerful being that's looking down at me disappointed'

"Hurry up and change already" I heard the impatience from the pesky fox. "I want to eat some rabbit meat" I looked behind myself to see the fox laying on the floor with his paws over his ears that covered his round amber eyes from seeing me change.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever"

I sat at a seat in the corner of the tavern with my cheek resting upon the bare palm of my hand, sipping the warm milk from my wooden mug while I stared blanky at the men sitting around the table seated a few feet from my lonely table. I was engaged with the visible sewn patterns of the man's shirt from behind, my blue eyes tracing each one over and over again as I continued to drink my breakfast down.

Homura on the other hand was sulking beside the barrel that was being my table, while eating mutton. He would take a bite and complain with his faint whimpers of misery. He didn't get the rabbit meat he was craving since this morning and got mutton instead. I can't lie but I pity the poor creature.

The fox has gone through so much stress, being a bird for 2 days, riding a carriage with flying horses leading the way and nearly dying from a heart attack and now he can't get a single piece of meat he desires....

I'm being sarcastic.

"It tastes so old" Homura cried faintly, his voice just audible from the loud chatting and the bustling of men in the tavern, women waitresses flirting with the traveling men, hunters or whatever they are.

'No shit Homura. It's meat from an old sheep' I mentally rolled my eyes at his dumb complaint of the food that was given to him.

'I wonder if I give him dog food. Would he be offended for being seen as a dog or would he eat it? Heh what a sight that would be' a small mischief smirk pursed my lips just the horrified face of Homura being given a bowl full of dried dog food. His pride of being a fox slowly draining by the sight of the dog bowl placed in front of him.

"Hehe" I subconsciously laughed, slowly raising a bread to my mouth. I stopped the bread midway when I felt a few presences approaching me, slowly glancing towards the direction, a couple of men stood tall in front of me. A nasty grin perched across their face as their eyes held their desired lustful intentions.

"What is a pretty lady doing all alone" the man's voice was gruff. He stood in front of his friends that told me that he must be their leader. The man was not bigger than 6 feet tall, his clothes outlining his well-built body and muscular arms. Brown hair that looked a little oily, assuming had taken a shower in a while, a well-groomed facial hair, silver eyes that reflected the immoral intentions of him. The man didn't look like he was older than his mid-30s.

I stared at him for a second then to turn my gaze away from his and continue to stare towards myself, taking a bite of my bread as I did.

The man placed his palm on the lid of the barrel, leaning himself forward to get my attention.

"White hair only seen in the southern parts of Alphyria." He spoke in a soft yet gruff voice that made me shiver in disgust "Skin like the snow of the winter and blue eyes that reveals your magic trait"

"She must be an Isvandy" another man spoke who was now standing beside me with a smile that revealed how interested he was with me.

"What is an Isvandy doing in these parts of the world? I wonder" the man in front of me stroked his chin.

"Business" I answered bluntly and lazily, slowly taking a sip of the cooling milk and avoiding eye contact with him.

"Business you say. What kind of Isvandy woman has business in Ventus? Could you be looking for a job?" the brunet man in front of me said, leaning closer.

"Who knows" I said without a single expression formed on my face except for the monotone look that showed how little I cared while I looked down into the wooden mug to see no more milk left.

"We know a good job that will pay a handsome load of copper" another gruff voice spoke in the group of men that surround me. Glancing at his direction, he was no older than 25. Silver hair draping down to the level of his chin and brown eyes that glowed the man's need.

I already knew what they meant, and it was just bugging me to throw a fist at these disgusting men.

"It's a perfect job for a beauty like you" the man who stood beside me had leaned close to me, palm resting on the barrel and the other hand moving away my silver white hair from my side. I glanced at him with a cold gaze that made him purse his lips and scrunch his face a little from the little surprise attack stare from me.

"Careful she bites" I heard Homura say under the male voice that was much more pleasing to hear than these men in front of me.

The men around looked down in confusion. "A fox?"

"Careful he bites" I said, placing the side of my head on the back of my hand, coking my head to get a better look at these perverts.

"I don't just bite, I attack" Homura corrected as he took the last chunk of his breakfast. His teeth shredding the mutton in his snout before he gulping it down.