The Villainess’s Guide to Saving the White Lotus

Summary

When I saw the fragile "White Lotus" being cornered by thugs in the alleyway, I didn't scream. I didn't call 911. I pulled out my phone and started recording.

A stream of floating text—comments from some interdimensional live stream—scrolled across my vision:

[Yes! The hero is about to swoop in! Redemption arc, let’s go!]

[Oh no, it’s the evil villainess first. She’s filming it? The heroine is doomed...]

[Chill, guys. This is just building tension. The more arrogant the villain, the harder the slap in the face later!]

[Waiting for the karma.]

[Same.]

Oh.

So, I’m the evil villainess.