Summary
I transmigrated into a yandere novel as the vicious supporting female, and I tied up the villain.
Sharing meals and living together, I watched him closely and restricted his movements-replicating everything he once did to the heroine.
All the while, I coaxed, deceived, and brainwashed him with a sweet smile: “I love you.”
Later, when the villain was rescued, I was accused.
But he bashfully recanted his testimony: “Actually, she was pretty good to me.”
Well, what can I say? I’m even more twisted than he is.