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Wuthering Waves: I Don't Really Want to Be the Villain
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Nahida would encourage Dunyarzad and tell her many, many interesting stories.
Rainforest, desert—everything Nahida had seen and heard; she was like a treasure chest that always had new stories for Dunyarzad.
Yet Dunyarzad reading this could barely see the words—her eyes were full of tears.
Before, she hadn't understood; now she knew Lord Kusanali had always been imprisoned!
Her situation was no better than Dunyarzad's own. Dunyarzad at least had loving parents, yet Nahida had nothing and still cheerfully, gently told her stories of the outside world.
When Nahida told those stories, how much longing must she have felt herself?
It was precisely these stories that kept Dunyarzad from ending her life—she wanted to see the world, to see her god.
Fortunately she had come to Lucian's home; having her longing partially fulfilled in Nahida's presence brought some comfort to her heart.
The others reading with her at Lucian's house breathed a sigh of relief: good thing we rescued Lord Kusanali!
Now Nahida was free. Dunyarzad—once your illness is cured, will you accompany her to see all those rivers and mountains?
Ahem. In the story, Dunyarzad learned about Teyvat through Nahida's "eyes."
Nahida was her first friend, so she desperately wanted to meet her.
A few days later in the book's timeline was the "Flower God Birthday Festival"—the holiday celebrating Lord Kusanali's birth. Dunyarzad had snuck out to help prepare it.
People used to celebrate the Flower God Birthday Festival, but under the Akademiya's influence more and more stopped.
This was originally Greater Lord Rukkhadevata's festival; now even that was neglected by the Akademiya. In the end they cared not for any god—only for what brought them "benefit."
Sumeru had so many unsolved problems, yet instead they wanted to create a god to possess.
Now the Akademiya had abandoned the festival; under their influence the Akasha continually shaped the people of Sumeru, and gradually everyone gave it up.
This was why everyone had long known the Akademiya was the antagonist—otherwise they might have misunderstood them as rebels.
These days only the people of the Grand Bazaar still celebrated the Flower God Birthday Festival. They didn't focus on seeking knowledge in the Akasha and were thus little affected.
But they had no money—Dunyarzad had come to be their financial backer.
The process of becoming that backer was rather interesting.
At first Dunyarzad didn't know anyone in the Grand Bazaar. Later she inexplicably met someone who claimed to be from there.
Even more coincidentally, that person was also a believer in Kusanali! And was preparing the Flower God Birthday Festival! What were the odds?
Normally, coincidences this perfect were almost certainly a scam.
[Dunyarzad: "So I gave her all my savings, hoping she would properly prepare the festival this time."]
Readers frowned: how could it be this coincidental? It felt exactly like a scam.
How many people in all of Sumeru would celebrate Kusanali's birthday? And this housebound girl just happened to meet one?
Dunyarzad was inexperienced, but the readers were all "battle-hardened"—some were even Treasure Hoarders, true "heroes of the age."
Everyone saw through this con at a glance!
She'd been tricked out of her pocket money, her dowry—everything!
Damn it—which colleague pulled this? How come I never run into such good fortune? Leaving me out of the feast, huh?
[Dehya, puzzled: "Hold on, Miss—the friend you're talking about… it wouldn't be Nilou who delivers flowers to the mansion, would it?"]
["A few days ago I saw her leaving the estate looking flustered, clutching something to her chest—did you give her something?"]
Now the readers were even more certain: definitely a scammer!!
Flustered expression and hiding something—that's the classic "grab the goods and run" move!
Dunyarzad hadn't just been conned out of money—she'd even given Nilou a dress to sell because cash wasn't enough. What a perfect victim!
Nilou! Your crimes are heinous! Heinous!!
The Treasure Hoarders watched with tears in their eyes: how come we never encounter such good fortune? Why didn't we know earlier she worshipped Kusanali!
If we'd known there was someone this easy to scam, I could've posed as a Kusanali believer and had her send me 50,000 no problem.
No—this is a devout believer; add zeros—5,000,000.
That's a lot—ordinary people might not earn that much Mora in a year.
Good thing Dunyarzad's parents didn't hear this, or they'd be laughing: what is this, a flea asking for a big bite?
Five million? Is that money? You have the nerve to ask—I'd be embarrassed to give it!
Good thing Sayu didn't hear this, or she'd cry herself faint in her tanuki doll.
[Dunyarzad innocently: "Actually, today I arranged to meet Nilou and go to the Grand Bazaar to check things out. Dehya, will you come with me?"]
Readers gasped: not satisfied with scamming her once—still going for more? You can't harvest the same leek forever!
Thank goodness Dehya was coming this time—otherwise she might get kidnapped for ransom. The Treasure Hoarders knew that playbook inside out.
At this moment Nilou, reading along with everyone, had no idea she'd been branded a heinous fraud who deceived innocent girls.
Sexy Nilou online chatting~
Nilou herself hadn't noticed how much this dialogue sounded like a scam; others hadn't either.
Everyone knew Nilou's character well and naturally wouldn't think her a fraud. With that premise, rereading the dialogue actually gave a sense of mysterious fate.
Among those unfamiliar with Nilou, Barbara's trust in her soared to the heavens.
Dunyarzad was such a devout person! Someone like that would receive divine protection—she wouldn't meet bad people!
The readers who didn't know Nilou continued watching suspiciously, eagerly awaiting the scene where Dehya beats up the scammer.
Is Nilou a scammer or not? I'll be the judge—just one look and I'll know!
Then they saw an illustration.
A red-haired beauty wearing a flowing headscarf that complemented her twin-tailed red hair perfectly.
Her outfit exposed her waist, displaying its graceful curves to perfection. From constant practice she had abs—not as powerfully defined as Dehya's, yet still beautifully toned.
This was personally drawn by Lucian; his hydro chef power was surging again.
Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!
She didn't even need to say "so cool"—one look and I knew: this clearly isn't a scammer!
Under the verdict of the readers' honorable lords, the lower house unanimously passed: Nilou is innocent!
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Character Voice · Nilou: About Scammers
"Do I… really look that much like a scammer?"
"On the contrary, Lucian said he'd do some 'Red Bull sponsorship' in my name—he's the real scammer!"