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harem chapter 10: “I am Lily Blanche,” I said. “I’ve been assigned as the personal attendant to the younger young master.” “A pleasure, Lily. As you seem to already know, I am Deon’s brother, Rhan Centineo.” Rhan smiled like an angel and offered his hand. I took it, returning his bright smile. The way he won people over with that gentle smile and beautiful face was exactly what I’d expect from a key character in the novel. And if I hadn’t read the original story, his were the kind of looks I would have fallen for completely. Of course, that was in the past, back when I was shallow enough to fall for a pretty face. Among the secondary male leads, Rhan was the secret villain. On the outside, he seemed incomparably kind and warm, but…

game chapter 20: If only I could … you. The date was from long before I fell into this world. And underneath, there were short phrases in a familiar script that wasn’t mine, yet I was sure I had seen it somewhere before. The torn section left a gaping hole, making it impossible to piece together the context. Toward the end, the words were so heavily erased and written over that they were nearly illegible. “Ren, what are you looking at so intently?” The car had left the main road and was now stopped at a traffic light on a quiet country road. Kal looked from my face to the paper in my hand with a puzzled expression. “It’s nothing.” To be honest, I have no idea what this is either. I hid the note in my fist. Casually stuffing it into my pocket,…

affection chapter 30: Sienna’s gaze fell on Jane’s injury. A cloth was clumsily wrapped around her index finger, but blood was seeping through it. “Oh, it’s nothing. I just cut myself while trimming something. It’ll heal soon.” “That must hurt. You should at least put some medicine on it.” “Haha, medicine? How could we ever afford medicine? Only someone like the young master can buy things like that.” Ah, right. This is a world inside a book. Sienna was once again reminded that she was living in the world of a novel, a place where treating even a tiny wound cost a fortune. Back in Korea, it would have been a simple matter of buying an ointment from the pharmacy, applying it, and covering it with a bandage. Still, if the wound was left alone, it…

friend chapter 52: Studying is most effective when you start two days before the exam. “How about we study together in the library tomorrow?” “Oh. That sounds completely awful.” Hearing this, a horrified Jade whispered in my ear, “What are you doing? He’s asking you on a date! Are you just going to throw away a golden opportunity like this?” “I’m only studying with you,” I whispered back. Jade smiled, seeming a little pleased, but her expression quickly hardened. “I appreciate it, but no. Your happiness is what’s most important. Don’t give up on love because of me.” I already gave up on it. When I was eleven. I swallowed the words I couldn’t say. “Or… do you not like him anymore?” Ugh. No. I couldn’t let the…

emperor chapter 62: “I wanna go home. I don’t want to be here.” You’d think the words had come from a preschooler, or a whining, spoiled child. Unfortunately for me, the speaker was neither. It was Awendolf. We were in a reception room within the Imperial Palace, a place that didn't welcome uninvited guests. Awen, who had arrived before us, made his declaration to Lowell and me, his face a mask of utter discontent. For the record, they were still in the wrong bodies. “You don’t have a home,” I pointed out. “I know that. It’s a metaphor for wanting to get out of here.” “Awen’s home is here. And that’s not a metaphor, it’s a fact.” “Hmm… I’ve had this feeling since yesterday. Miniel, have we met before?” His goofy grin…

divorce chapter 62: “And now for the kiss to seal your vows.” Ah. Right. That. Lennard glanced at Estelle. A kiss was not among the forms of physical affection she had agreed to provide in their contract. But Estelle showed no reaction, simply turning to face him directly. “Are you sure you’re alright with this?” he whispered, his voice low enough for only her to hear. It wasn’t in the contract, so he had to ask. Her actions, however, came faster than any answer. She tugged on his lapel, pulling his body forward. His vision filled with her face, and in an instant, her lips brushed the corner of his mouth. Soft, warm, and with a sweet fragrance that threatened to drive him mad. Their noses brushed, and their gazes, dewy and intense, met and locked. With…

obsession chapter 68: “Yeah.” Shariette gave a vague nod. Strictly speaking, the capital wasn't the only 'first' for her. “I take it you've lived in Willowhill your whole life?” His words snapped Shariette back to her senses. What? Is he asking because he knows something? She carefully sidestepped the potential trap. Agreeing would be a disaster. The ‘White Raven’ of Maylily had been a resident of Willowhill for only two years. “Not my whole life, but the place I lived before was similar. Like a forest in a country village.” “Oh? I see.” Why is he being so suspicious? Shariette pulled her head back from the window and looked at Noxian. His expression was unreadable. Was he fishing for information, or trying to confirm something? He's been…

sickly chapter 5: A chill in Rodney’s demeanor caused the delinquent, unlike before, to shrink back and mumble, "S-sorry." Immediately after, as if they didn't want anyone to see their faces, the group he was with quickly lowered their heads and vanished from sight. Staring blankly at where they had been, I turned to Rodney and said, "Th-thank you." "Who are you?" Rodney, however, spoke as if he hadn't even noticed my existence, then turned and began walking toward the Academy. ...What am I supposed to do about that? Right, the character Rodney Houston wasn't known for his good nature to begin with. Thinking of him, I clicked my tongue in disdain. What good is a handsome face if his personality is terrible? Ah, but I shouldn't be lingering here. I had…

ill chapter 10: Perhaps that was why. He found himself studying his new slave without realizing it. She changed her clothes. She was no longer in the strange attire she'd worn in the cage, but in the Dithyramb Kingdom style. Of course, even in different clothes, his slave still looked like a foreigner. Unlike the people here, whose skin was sun-kissed with a reddish hue, the slave's skin was pale. The very color of a stranger. Suddenly, Ignati’s eyes fell upon the cloth clutched in the slave's hand. He saw her red, swollen skin, and the dark green mucus dripping from the edge of the rag. “Hey… you. Doesn't it hurt?” “It does.” “Oh, oh. It does hurt.” No, that’s not what I meant. Ignati grimaced. Even he had to admit that was a…

woke up chapter 30: “Of course. I’ll bring it out for dessert.” “Yay! Okay!” Ariel immediately snatched up her fork and knife, her legs swinging cheerfully under the table as her mood brightened. Terry smiled at her simple-minded delight. “It’s yummy!” Ariel beamed at Terry, her mouth full of chicken. Etheldred’s brow twitched as he watched the two of them. He liked neither the flush on Ariel’s cheeks nor the smile on Terry’s face. And they just exchanged a look, didn’t they? His eyes narrowed. A foul mood was brewing inside him, and Terry and Ariel’s friendly chatter only made it worse. “I’ll bring some milk to go with the strawberry pie, then.” “Yay! Tewwy, I love you!” As Ariel clapped her hands and cheered,…

beast chapter 40: Ariette took another step. Three more to the bars. “Ashelon, how long have you been trapped in here?” “About a month, I’d say.” Another step. Now only two remained. “Have you seen anyone else this whole time?” “No. You’re the first.” She took one more stride. Just a single step from the cage, he smiled—a smile that made her stomach turn. “...It must have been suffocating.” “It’s fine. Now that you’re here.” Ariette took the final step, bringing her right before the bars. In the center of the cage, Ashelon remained motionless, bound by a thick collar chained to the ceiling. Was it his powerful build or the raw, untamed energy that radiated from him despite his smile? Though the bars still…

tyrant chapter 44: “Karta.” “Yes, Your Imperial Majesty.” The emperor looked at Karta’s face, his expression full of concern. It was the same every year on Karta’s birthday. No congratulations, just a brief, uncomfortable look at his face. That was all. Karta briefly counted in his head. No. You may go. As if on cue, the emperor spoke. “No. You may go.” It was always the same birthday greeting. A hollow sentiment that was neither congratulatory nor mournful. At the emperor’s unchanging greeting this year, a bitter smile touched Karta’s lips. “Then I will take my leave, Your Majesty.” He, too, showed no emotion. When he was very young, he had felt hurt by the emperor’s behavior. But that was all in the past; he no longer…

target chapter 14: Knock, knock. Lost in her wardrobe, Lynne poked only her head out. “Who is it? You can come in.” Click. The door opened smoothly, and the head maid, dressed in a formal maid’s uniform, entered and bowed to Lynne. Her very posture screamed “head maid,” so Lynne returned the greeting from her own awkward position. “My lady, would it be all right if I took this girl with me for a moment?” Taking one of my attendants? Lynne looked at the young maid who had been assisting her. The maid, in turn, gave her a reassuring smile. “It won’t take long, my lady. Just a moment.” “If that’s the case… then go ahead.” Perhaps surprised by her agreeable response, the head maid raised her eyebrows, her eyes widening. Could…

villainess chapter 86: The plan was a success, he thought. So why do I feel so foul? He bit down on his lip, hard enough to draw a single drop of blood. At the coppery scent, his expression hardened, and he resumed his post behind Vivian. No matter how he searched for an answer, he couldn't pinpoint the source of his disgust. He was accustomed to dealing with those of a higher station, but he had never felt so sick to his stomach. Just then, the clerk who had gone to fetch her items returned, and Vivian rose and approached the counter. The clerk handed her a simple bag with a handle. “Miss. The dried ginger, licorice, and peppermint, correct?” “Yes. Oh, and may I have something to write a note on?” “Here you are.” Vivian took the paper and pen,…

fiance chapter 58: “About three times a day.” “You take it quite often. How did your physician explain the cause of this foul stench?” “He said the poison had damaged my mind.” The doctor paused, taken aback. It was because Sophia was so astonishingly calm as she told him. Reading the pity that flickered across the doctor’s face, Sophia said, “There’s no need for that expression. For the most part, I am perfectly fine.” “But that means the poison has affected your nervous system. There may be no noticeable symptoms yet, but it means some kind of illness could develop at any time.” “Good heavens! How dare you say such a terrible thing to my lady!” Erica cried out, her voice sharp with outrage at words that sounded like a curse. But…

traitor chapter 42: The remains were later rediscovered in a field frequented by wild animals. A local patrol found them. The bodies they confirmed had already been torn apart by all manner of beasts, the very bones crushed. Two days after that, the Pluton duke’s basement and secret passages were exposed by investigators. Though it was classified information, rumors of it leaked to the public. Information about the pack of pigs that devoured anything in their path was disseminated along with it. As a result, the public, who knew only fragments of the case, was thrown into a frenzy. He was the son of the Duke’s late fiancée, a boy who would have been the official heir had she lived. The duchess and her sons, who saw the boy as a threat, had perpetrated horrific…

horror chapter 10: The player learns that the orb was holding numerous souls captive, and upon shattering it, all the ghosts disappear and the locked mansion doors open. I haven't created a villain in the game. So, naturally, there shouldn't be any villains in the game. But since I entered the game, a non-existent character has appeared. If that's the case... ‘Among the three characters other than myself, one of them must be the villain.’ Among them, which one could be the villain? And why can't I see the messages that the other three characters can see? At that moment... Creak. A chilling sound reverberated in our ears. Everyone turned their heads simultaneously, looking in the direction of the sound coming from the dining room’s door. The door…

leash chapter 60 – r-18: Arlenrose stumbled again for a moment, but desperately regained her balance. She put all her strength into her two legs on the floor and her two hands on the wall. She had to hold on desperately. “Hngh! Ah! Aah! Aah-ah!” Leybid pressed Arlenrose hard this time as well. It seemed that he had no intention of being considerate of Arlenrose, who had to hold on so that she wouldn't be crushed, as he had said it was irrelevant. Arlenrose gritted her teeth as she desperately held on to him, who was thrusting his g*nitals into her while bumping her body haphazardly from behind. She almost lost her grip on the wall several times due to the violent thrusting, but she was holding on with all her might. Of course, Leybid still had no intention of being…

cure chapter 16: Why did the female lead’s father have to have such a wretched personality? He was ambitious in the book, but I didn’t remember him being this bad… “At this rate, isn’t he the tyrant, not Enoch?” Muttering to myself, I rotated my ankle and prepared to leave. I had a feeling that another encounter with the Duke would not end well. But it seemed life was never that easy—or perhaps my luck was just particularly bad. Of all the paths he could have taken, the Duke chose the one I was on. He was stomping along furiously when he spotted me. “Hah! You’ve been sneaking around eavesdropping this whole time. You’re no better than a rat!” “I wasn’t eavesdropping, I fell down first and then you came…” Seeing the Duke up…

maid chapter 46: Ellie descended to the basement, her arms full of curtains and her heart heavy. The moment she stepped into the hallway, she was hit by a wave of heat and humidity. It was her first time alone in the laundry room. She hesitantly entered. “Excuse me…” Laundry maids bustled around the room. The nearest one, completely ignoring Ellie, continued stirring a vat. Hot water bubbled in several large tubs. Thick steam obscured her vision, and the harsh smell of detergent stung her nostrils. Ellie timidly held out the pile of curtains. “Where should I put these…?” “Just dump them over there.” A maid who looked even younger than Ellie curtly replied. It might have simply been her personality, but Ellie, already feeling like a punching…