Villain Simulator-Chapter 156: Veena Getting Mischievous

For some reason, as our date started with such a light and joyful mood, our relationship softened and became more relaxed.

"I’ll buy you an outfit. Let’s go."

Veena’s clothes were fine, but they were too formal and felt out of place on this lively street. So, I led her to a clothing store.

"How about this? Does it suit…?"

"It’s really pretty!"

The white and blue dress I chose for her perfectly matched the refreshing vibe of the street. Veena seemed to have wanted a new dress as well, and when I offered to buy it, she gratefully accepted.

Of course, our shopping didn’t stop there.

Driven by my enthusiasm, I had Veena try on a variety of outfits.

Sometimes she looked like a wealthy tourist, other times like a shy neighborhood girl or even the matriarch of a big family holding an umbrella.

In her dresses, I even secretly slipped in a maid uniform, which made Veena almost burst with embarrassment and anger when she saw it. But when I made a cute face, she snatched it from me and tried it on, albeit while gritting her teeth with a face red like an apple.

However, it was all worth it, because when she stepped out in that maid outfit, she looked just like a character from an erotic manga. Her big breasts strained against the fabric, seemingly ready to burst out.

The sight made my cock twitch, and I had to suppress my desires with [Indomitable] skill.

Unfortunately, considering how Veena didn’t even let me appreciate her beauty for long and rushed back into the changing room as quickly as she had come out, I knew I shouldn’t push Veena too much here.

’And here I thought I’d see her in a bikini and have some fun in the changing room like those couples in erotic mangas.’

There were some regrets, but also a lot of satisfaction with what I got to achieve. Not to mention, the night was still young.

’I have to cook her slowly, like a frog in warm water, hehehe.’

Chuckling inwardly, I approached the counter to make the payment, but since the clothes were a bit too much, Veena opened her wallet, insisting that, as a woman, she couldn’t allow me to spend so much money.

Naturally, I declined and made a quick payment in cash, and before she could react, I pulled her out with me and hurried to the next location.

Our date had just begun, so we continued exploring the street.

We saw murals painted by artists, flowers blooming in the middle of the street, and jugglers performing their tricks. We even bought cotton candy in blue and pink colors from a nearby vendor, played with them by making fake mustaches, and then went to see the night dolphin show, for which I had booked two seats.

Throughout the entire evening, Veena laughed freely without any restraint, and the cheerful smile on her face only grew bigger with time.

I was glad she was enjoying herself and not hiding her emotions.

As our satisfying date reached its peak, the night began to deepen. It was already past midnight when, without warning,

-Growl...

My stomach grumbled from hunger. The unexpected sound almost made me embarrassed. Fortunately, Veena didn’t tease me about it. Instead, she offered

"Shall we go have something to eat?"

"Alright, let’s find a good restaurant."

However, instead of following my lead, this time, Veena grabbed my hand and called a taxi, leaving me puzzled.

"Why the taxi?"

"I have a reservation somewhere."

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"A reservation... you made?"

I was amazed.

Noticing my surprise, a satisfied smirk formed on Veena’s lips.

She explained that after I teased her last time about relying on me, she went back home, did a lot of research, and booked a place to treat me to food, knowing I would be hungry after our night of fun.

As she finished her explanation, she pointed a finger at my nose and spoke mischievously.

"Besides, it’s a date. We can’t just walk into any restaurant we see."

She was using my own words against me. This naughty girl...

’Looks like I’ll really need to teach this mischievous girl some valuable lessons.’

Thinking this to myself, I smirked and opened my mouth.

"I guess you’re a better girl than I thought."

"You thought I wasn’t a good girl before?"

"I mean, you were good before too, but now you’re even better. Sexy maid."

"Y-you… how shameless!"

"Hahahaha…"

While bickering, chatting, and laughing, we soon arrived at our destination.

"Gasp."

I was taken aback when the taxi pulled up in front of a huge, luxurious building.

Of course, I was just pretending for Veena’s sake. Given my background as an orphan in this world, there was no way the "me" here had ever been to a place like this before.

Just from its appearance, I could tell this was clearly a restaurant that only the elite class could afford—something a middle-class family could only dream of. It was far beyond the capabilities of someone like me.

Unaware of my internal musings, Veena beamed proudly at my "surprised" reaction.

But as she began to pull me inside, I gently resisted, causing her to turn back to me in confusion. I spoke.

"Isn’t this place too expensive? You don’t have to go overboard."

"Should we go somewhere else, then?"

"It would be very nice to eat here… but really, I’d be satisfied eating anywhere else."

For a second, Veena’s eyes widened in surprise at my words. She was silent for a moment before looking at me deeply. Then her face suddenly turned red as she shook her head.

Finally, when she calmed down, her expression softened, and she teased.

"Why are you acting as if it’s your wife’s money?"

"That’s not what I’m saying!"

"Then come in and stop acting like my husband."

By the second, this girl was getting bolder and more mischievous. She needed not only some teaching but also some good old spankings.

With that in mind, I let her pull me inside.

Upon opening the door, a waiter dressed in a fine suit greeted us.

"Welcome. Do you have a reservation?"

"Georgiana. It’s reserved under this name for the second grade."

The waiter briefly checked his tablet, then confirmed the name and bowed again.

"Confirmed. You may enter."

Feigning astonishment as if this was my first time receiving such treatment, I pretend to subconsciously hold her hand tightly, not letting go. My face reflected surprise.

"Please sit here."

Another waiter led us to our table. Veena and I sat side by side, not face-to-face, because she insisted on holding my arm even while eating.

"The menu is here. Please call us when you’re ready to order."

After he finished speaking, the waiter departed.

The air was filled with the sounds of glasses clinking, forks tapping against plates, and people engaging in refined conversation.

"It’s not as pricey as you might think here."

"It might not be exorbitantly expensive, but… it’s still pricey, isn’t it?"

"Roughly twenty times a normal meal?"

"Cough! Cough! What did you say? 20 times?! That’s my entire monthly meal budget."

As I tallied the numbers on my fingers—twenty times what amount?—I realized that avoiding the most expensive and exotic dishes could save us a significant amount of money.

But as if reading my thoughts, Veena proposed:

"Want to try the steak?"

"Isn’t that too expensive?"

"Do you forget who I am? Veena Rathi! The last thing I lack is money."

Even though she said so and I pretended to nod, I still opted for the relatively more affordable option.

Not the cheapest, but the second cheapest.

Of course, I had my reasons for behaving in such a way. It was because I knew exactly what kind of things could permanently drill my place in her heart.

I understood Veena more than she understood herself.

As expected, upon hearing my choice, she burst into laughter instead of becoming irritated.

"Pfft~Hahaha! You’re always so excited to order all the expensive meals at the academy. Why are you ordering only this here?"

"Hey! That’s free money, but... here you have to pay. I feel bad for making you pay. Plus, it’s all the same. Why would you pay so much more for a little more fat in the meat?"

"Hahaha... Why did I never know you had such a side to you... Adrian, oh Adrian... Hahaha..."

She continued to laugh as I burned with embarrassment by her side. But seeing me so flustered seemed to only refresh her, making her laugh even more freely.

In the end, despite my modest choice, she still ordered the most expensive steak and the finest wine.

When the waiter left after taking our order, I looked at Veena, who had finally stopped laughing but was still smiling broadly.

’Chance!’

I seized the moment and hit the hammer when the iron was the hottest.

"How about it?"

"…About what?"

"Our date? Are you enjoying it?"

"..."