Prologue
An Effort to be Loved
The villainess shouted bitterly at the poor woman.
[“I’m going to kill you!”
“Can’t you stop, Theresa Squire!”]
However, there was no way the heroine could be defeated.
Because this was the scene of killing her half-sister, the villainess.
[“Oh, Father.”
“Trying to kill your sister, you’re going too far! I can’t stand you anymore even if you’re my child.”]
Tak!
I stopped the game and checked the playtime.
“Hmm… I’m dying too fast this time, too.”
Hair that was cut and tied roughly because it was long and messy.
A black hoodie and jeans that I’d worn for days.
Pale skin from not seeing sunlight and narrow eyes from looking at the monitor all day.
Though I look like this, I am a game developer.
All the team members had left work, and I was the only one who stayed up all night in a studio that was too big to be called a game company.
The name of the game currently in production was
It was a simple story in which the main character, the Duke’s long-lost daughter, found her family again, was loved, and built a good relationship with handsome male characters.
The game wasn’t all that bad since it was made by investing all of our passion for a long time, but there was a problem.
That is, the villainess died too quickly.
I made the villainess simple.
Adding a jealous half-sister was the easiest way to maximize the position of the beloved protagonist.
Unlike the main character who suffered in the slum, she was a born noble, so her ideology and authoritarianism were deeply embedded in her bones.
If things didn’t go her way, she got violent quickly. Selfishness, rudeness, arrogance…
It was safe to say that all the bad things were added.
Perhaps that’s why she became a villainess who was handled too easily during the gameplay.
This couldn’t give any tension at all.
The number of male main characters had become insufficient.
“Even if I am bad at this, I have to balance it to get to the middle of the story…”
I rubbed my tired eyes and stared at [Theresa], the villainess on the monitor.
A beautiful woman with black hair and silver-gray eyes, like a masterpiece.
The villainess who seemed to have everything but love.
I laughed out loud.
In order for one to be loved, does the other have to be unloved?
So, I wondered if love really is special.
Naturally, my gaze reached [Libby].
The heroine who was loved by everyone I made but not loving anyone else.
For that reason, it was a character that I found difficult to sympathize with.
Rather, the narrative of the villainess was more convincing.
“…Ah, I must be tired. I’m drenched in useless emotions.”
I am the eldest daughter of a remarried family.
My mother, who had an eight-year-old daughter, married a man from a good family.
My stepfather also had two children. One daughter and one son.
They acknowledged the existence of a stepmother but eventually refused to accept me.
The more I tried to prove that I was a useful daughter to my stepfather so that I wouldn’t be abandoned, the more my siblings hated me.
It was very difficult to understand.
I yielded anything to my siblings, looked after them when necessary, tolerated their demands, and was treated unfairly.
I was willing to be a convenient daughter and a useful sister.
No. That position was inevitable.
Because nobody wanted me and nobody loved me.
I had felt many times that I wished I was gone.
So, I was more desperate not to be abandoned.
Those were disgusting days.
Eventually, I became nothing more than a daughter who listened to my stepfather as well as my mother.
One day, I asked myself.
‘Are you tired?’
…….
There was simply no right answer.
In my faded memory, I had been exhausted since childhood, and I had learned to give up after the third year. My birthday was passed as nothing.
In the meantime, I had repeatedly bitten my lips several times just to say that I also want to be loved.
When I saw the broken old dolls and old game consoles that kept the memories of my half-siblings in the closet, I was instantly speechless.
My toys were not there.
That’s when I realized.
I was the only one who felt sorry, and I was the only one who tried.
By the time I turned 20 years old, I took revenge on the humans I didn’t want to call family and left the house.
Nevertheless, painful memories were rarely forgotten.
I grew older as ‘Shin Jiwoo’, a child who was not loved.
I felt like a defective product that was branded as indelible.
Tak!
I brought the game back to the starting point to get rid of the thoughts that had been cluttering my mind.
It was to check the villainess who was destined to eventually die through any route.
[…Loading..]
The opening song, which I’d heard so much, came through the headset.
It was then.
“Uh…" Why am I so dizzy…?”
Even before I finished speaking,
Boom!
The sound of my head crashing down echoed in my ears.
It was the last thing I heard on Earth.
* * *
“Wake her up.”
It was a solemn voice.
The man’s language was unfamiliar, but I strangely understood it.
Splash!
“Ah!”
I frantically raised my upper body at the sudden flood.
“Wh-what?!”
“Did you wake up?”
My eyes turned aside to the voice that woke me up.
A middle-aged man with black hair and silver eyes looked down at me coldly.
I opened my lips weakly and murmured the name of the familiar man.
“Raul…?”
Duke Raul Squire.
He was the head of the Duke of Squire and the father of the protagonist of
“Seeing that you call your father by his first name, it seems you’re still half-drunk. Pour another glass of water on the Princess.”
Then, a man next to Duke Raul, who appeared to be a henchman, tried to pour me a cup of cold water.
“Wait!”
I called out to Raul with a puzzled look.
“Fa-Father…?”
Raul is my father?
‘Then who am I?’
Raul looked down at me with cold eyes and asked in a voice full of disappointment.
“Are you sober now?”
I looked around in amazement.
There was a strong smell of alcohol, and bottles of alcohol were lying around in the room.
I felt like my head was going to break if I really drank all of this.
That’s all I could understand.
I couldn’t guess more than that.
‘What the hell is going on here?!’
The moment I screamed in silence.
Ring!
[If you set the channel name, the broadcast will start.]
※Recommended: BJ Villainess [▹Confirm]
‘…System window?’
I rubbed my eyes.
Still, the system window didn’t disappear.
‘This is too cliché.’
When I opened my eyes, I found a strange ceiling and a familiar-looking foreigner.
And my body seemed to have changed somehow.
It was a familiar development to me as a game producer who was proficient in subculture.
‘No way… Game possession? Does that make sense?’
I had imagined something like this.
I wondered what it would be like to escape from the beggar-like reality and possess a game or a novel.
But it was literally just an imagination.
It was something that would never happen, so it was something I could do comfortably.
‘But this is… It’s not imaginary at all.’
The sensation of water droplets flowing along the jawline.
Headache from a bloody hangover.
A strong smell of alcohol at the tip of my nose
On the day I tried to deny reality, all of my senses sharply awakened my whole body as if to sneer at me coldly.
I pressed OK for now.
It was also a long-standing cliché that not following the instructions of the system window in such a situation would immediately lead to death.
[Let’s start the broadcast.]
…But what does it mean to broadcast?
In terms of circumstances, I possessed the game I was producing,
There was no setting for this game to be broadcasted like the YouTube channel.
So this is really…
[The Constellations enter.]
Seriously, it’s like a game of ‘God’.
[The Constellation ‘Face Inspector’ applauds BJ’s appearance.]
My face turned blank.
Something was happening, but nothing made sense.
‘Oh, come to think of it.’
I opened my eyes wide.
It was because I remembered that I hadn’t checked the most important thing now.
‘So who am I?’
My heart thumped violently.
My father was Duke Raul Squire, and the channel’s name was BJ Villainess.
That means, don’t tell me, don’t tell me…
I staggered towards the full-length mirror.
“Come here and stand up straight now! How far are you going to disappoint me with your broken marriage?”
[The Constellation ‘Dramania’ is satisfied with the bean powder family.]
T/L notes: bean powder \= dysfunction.
Raul shouted, perhaps because all my actions seemed to be strange, but I couldn’t hear him.
“No way.”
I stroked my cheeks and hair with trembling hands.
The face, like a God’s masterpiece, was somewhat worn out by a hangover.
However, it was still so perfect that it felt like a decadent beauty.
Raul had two beautiful daughters and one youngest son.
[Theresa], the eldest daughter and villainess, came from a wife that he was married to through political marriage and died during childbirth.
[Libby], the protagonist of this world, came from his wife, whom he was remarried to through love marriage.
And the youngest son [Giuseppe].
The important thing here was the ‘daughters’ side.
Raul strode up to me with an angry face.
As I continued rubbing my skin, Raul was furious and grabbed my hand.
“Can’t you stop, Theresa!”
I am Theresa Squire.
Not the protagonist, Libby, but the villainess who is not loved and will die in every route. It’s me.
“Theresa Squire. You are prohibited from going out until the vacation is over.”
Raoul’s voice was barely audible as if it was just a sound of humming from a distance.
My head was so dazed from the shock that my ears were far away, and I couldn’t recognize anything properly.
It’s a lie, right? It’s a dream, right? Yeah, it has to be a dream.
Otherwise, there’s no way the terrible thing of being the unloved eldest daughter is happening again.
“Ha. Hahaha. Haha…”
The laughter soon subsided.
Instead, there was a hot and unpleasant feeling that was hard to describe.
“Ah, uh… uhh…”
I crumpled, gripping the chest of the crumpled dress as if to tear it apart.
I was swallowed up as if beaten by the rushing emotions, and I shed tears so hard that I couldn’t see.
I was embarrassed because I had never felt such intense emotions in my life.
It was inevitable.
“Why… why…”
‘Why am I possessing the villainess-?’
Second, boom!
My vision turned black. The last thing I saw was Raul’s bewildered face.
Raul sighed deeply as he looked down at Theresa, who was being examined by the doctor.
The doctor said without worry that the treatment was completed.
“It seems that her shoulders and neck have become tight for a moment due to stress, causing her to pass out. She’ll be fine if she rests.”
“…Yes.”
Theresa had a simple personality.
She had an honest and direct personality, so she got angry when she was angry and smiled when she was happy, so she must have lived without knowing stress until now.
“Was the breakup that shocking?”
Raul sighed again.
In fact, considering the breakup, Theresa contributed more than 90 per cent of the causes.
Although the fiancé didn’t match the Count’s position, it was too much of Theresa to enslave him cruelly like that.
The noble’s son, who was a prospective son-in-law, showed stressful circular hair loss and earnestly asked for a breakup.
‘How humiliating it was…’
Raul was very angry with Theresa and immediately proceeded with the divorce, even giving compensation.
Except for his pride, there was no way he could withstand the scandal that Theresa was a princess with a history of breaking up a marriage in the social world.
So he ventured out, and, not surprisingly, Theresa was drinking and protesting against him that day.
“Sigh.”
However, the tears were really unexpected.
Theresa was a child who used evil, spits, and curses in order to get what she wanted, and she had never shed a tear before.
He thought it was very poisonous.
He was more disgusted thinking about her harsh treatment of his wife and her younger siblings.
He thought she was the daughter who had already lost his affection.
“Tsk.”
Raul shook his head as he stared at Theresa’s tear-stained face.
Before he left the room, he called the servant.
“When Theresa wakes up, tell her that the curfew is cancelled.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
New Channel: BJ Villainess
“Wake up now.”
A soft voice pierced the distantly subdued mind.
“Cough!”
I let out a lot of harsh breaths as if I had just escaped from the water, lying on the bed.
A dizzying headache, as if I had been stabbed with an awl and a body heavy as wet cotton felt unfamiliar.
How much have I lost my mind?
I looked down at the pure white sheet and couldn’t easily raise my head.
Just in case this place wasn’t the studio.
I was afraid that the strange thing of becoming a villainess in the game I’d been producing that should be a dream had become a reality.
“…”
However, my eyes trembled at the wallpaper pattern that I saw as soon as I raised my head.
It was a wallpaper designed for the Duke of Squire.
I murmured vaguely in a cracked voice.
“It’s not a dream…”
“Not at all.”
Gasp!
The soft voice of a strange man came right next to me.
I crouched back like a herbivore, sensing an instinctive danger.
The man looked down at me as if he were having fun.
Clatter.
I swallowed dry saliva.
The opponent had flashy bleached hair, a bunch of piercings in his ears, and he was dressed in a grotesque bright red suit.
His eyes lowered down, and the corners of his mouth relaxed.
Everything about him looked so distorted that it seemed insane.
This man wasn’t a character created by our team.
“Who are you?”
The man gave me a Western-style greeting in an exaggerated gesture.
“I’m Ozworld, the channel manager. You can think of me as a helper who will help you proceed smoothly for the enjoyment of the Constellations.”
I remembered the notification window [The Constellations enter] that I had seen before I passed out.
Since this possession was not a dream, the BJ and broadcasting weren’t a dream either.
‘…Does that make sense?’
That’s real? Why the hell?
Ozworld swung a cane decorated with a skull ornament and ruby eyes in his hand.
Drizzle!
A single sofa was dragged to the bedside like a fish sewn on a hook.
I looked at the surreal phenomenon with slightly dazed eyes.
Ozworld sat down and made eye contact with me with an appreciative gaze.
“You seem to have calmed down to some extent, so let’s talk in earnest, shall we?”
I sat straight on the bed with a nervous look.
My hands clenched the blanket as if it were a solid piece of armour.
Oswald’s gaze touched the wrinkled blanket, and he smirked.
“There’s nothing to be nervous about. The suggestion I’m making isn’t going to hurt you.”
“That’s up to me.”
In response to my stern reply, Ozworld nodded, “As you please.”
“If you compare it to the world you lived in, a channel manager is like a broadcast PD. However, the target is not humans, but the Constellations.”
Ozworld continued to explain and looked annoyed for a moment.
“I have satisfied the Constellation mainly through dark genres such as disaster, war, betrayal, and revenge… Ha-ha. The recent broadcasting trend has changed.”
Tak!
When Ozworld flicked his finger, something like a screen listing the ranking of popular YouTube videos appeared in the air.
I’ve been trying my best to come to terms with this situation, but…
‘What is this?’
Every time a surreal phenomenon occurred, I was shocked every time.
Ozworld only said what he wanted to say as if my reaction was not important.
“Do you see that everything from No. 1 to No. 30 has genre romance?”
Tsk. Ozworld clicked his tongue lightly.
I could clearly see how much he hated love stories.
“This is what the trend is like, so I couldn’t help but join. The popularity of the existing channels is rapidly decreasing. Then, I discovered
“Wait a minute.”
I interrupted his words.
“Is that broadcast done in a way where the creator is possessing a human creation?”
“Sometimes it is, sometimes it isn’t.”
‘In that case, the person who possesses the game doesn’t have to be me.’
“…Why me?”
Then Ozworld answered with a strange smile.
“Since
A woman who wants to be loved by everyone.
A typical self-reliant creator who is so desperate for love that she made a game containing her wishes.
As soon as I realized the implied meaning, my face instantly went red.
Ozworld looked sorry for me.
“There’s nothing to be ashamed of. That’s why I chose you.”
Those words weren’t comforting at all.
I trembled slightly, feeling stuck in the mud.
It was so disgraceful and unpleasant.
To the point that I wanted to slap him in the face and shut him up.
The emotion that soared shook me, but I tried to suppress it, swallowed it, and asked calmly.
“This body that I am possessing is a villain, so I can’t lead a romance story the way you want, you know?”
‘I don’t even want to.’
Ozworld replied in a relaxed manner.
“That’s why it’s more fun.”
The way he talked like it was someone else’s business made me angry.
“What happens if I don’t do anything?”
Ozworld smirked.
As if my sharp reaction didn’t matter. I guess there had been one or two kids like me all this whole time.
“Ah, it doesn’t matter, though. If you don’t feel regretful for the [wish ticket] that you can buy by collecting donations from the Constellations.”
Ozworld flicked his finger again, and a new window popped up.
▼
[Store]
▹Wish ticket [1,000,000,000 coins]
: Grant any wish once.
▲
“Anything is possible, from a petty wish to kill an enemy or save a loved one to a wish to eliminate a dimension.”
Does that mean it’s possible to get back to Earth?
As if he had noticed what I thought, Ozworld smiled and opened his mouth
“Of course, it’s possible to go back to where you lived. Although we have to end the broadcast first.”
“End the broadcast?”
“Yes, just as games have an end, the broadcast ends when the content ends. After the broadcast ends safely, you will live as a member of this world. If you don’t want that, you can collect 1 billion coins and buy a wish ticket before the end of the broadcast.”
It means that to return to Earth, I have to finish the broadcast and collect 1 billion coins to make a wish.
“You must have seen the scene where the production crew gave a mission to the cast on TV. Like this.”
Tak!
The moment the sound of the snapping fingers hit my ears like lightning.
Ring!
[Quest: See the true ending of
▸Compensation: End of Broadcast
▸Failure: Death
A quest window was created.
Ozworld explained kindly.
“This broadcast is thoroughly based on the content provided by
Games usually have three stages.
[Easy Mode] is the easiest stage, and you can instantly resurrect even if you die during the game.
[Normal Mode] has higher difficulty than Easy Mode, but you immediately resurrect when killed during the game.
[Hard Mode] has the most death routes and bad ending elements, and it is game over when you die.
I have to proceed with
‘But you can’t see the true ending with Theresa.’
The true ending is only allowed for the heroine.
Like flowing blood, natural hair, and eye colour, this is not something that could be changed by effort.
Ozworld continued his terrible explanation as if it were not enough.
“And BJ who doesn’t play well goes to hell after death.”
…What do you mean, hell after death?
“Hell will make what you fear come true. It’s like putting yourself in misery that you can never solve no matter how many times you repeat it.“
Oswald snorted with a look of enlightenment.
“Your hell most likely will be an infinite repetition of your life from the age of 8 to 20.”
“…”
I could tell that my face was white without looking in the mirror.
Ozworld grabbed my chin tightly with a look of ecstasy.
In a blink of an eye, the distance between us became so close I could hardly breathe.
“Finally, instead of the damn calm expression, you’re making a face that I really like.”
His gaze licked my face like a tongue.
Tak!
Glaring at Oswald as if I was going to kill him, I slapped his hand off my chin in displeasure.
“This expression is also exciting. As expected, should I say that my eyesight is accurate?”
Pervert bastard. Go die.
“I want to explain a little more, but if I play the advertisement video for too long, a lot of Constellations will leave. Let’s resume the broadcast now.”
Ozworld used his cane! When I hit the floor with a sound, I felt like thin static electricity was passing through my whole body.
Tik. Tok.
Then, the second hand of the clock, which had not been heard before, was heard.
The time seemed to have stopped for a moment.
“I hope you will become a BJ of a big channel. Miss Shin Jiwoo.”
Ozworld evaporated as he finished his speech.
In an instant, the surroundings became silent.
“…”
I sat in bed doing nothing.
It was the system window that broke the silence.
[The Constellations get sick of the boring intro.]
I stared at the system window with dead fish-like eyes.
How many Constellations are watching me?
The thought choked me up.
The fact that I became a monkey trapped in a zoo and had to play tricks for unknown beings tied up my whole body like a chain of cold metal.
Soon, a smile flowed madly through my loosely parted lips.
I’m the developer of the
As such, I understood how thoroughly this worldview revolved around the heroine.
The heroine is loved just by breathing.
Theresa is the villain who lay all kinds of death flags to make the heroine stand out even more.
What do you want me to do with that, Theresa?
‘I can’t believe I have to be loved by a male protagonist in order not to die.’
It was no different from the past when I had to beg for the affection of my family to live.
It was disgusting.
Ring!
[The Constellation ‘Romance Pass’ has sponsored 100 coins.]
[When is the male protagonist coming out?]
Like a YouTube donation, a sponsorship window popped up.
In this way, it seemed they were able to talk to me directly through sponsorship.
I thought this was a groundbreaking hell.
Ozworld, who made me possess the villain of this world, was a demon spawn.
To end the broadcast, I had to play
Just stop. I don’t even know where to start.
This situation, the impending death, and the resulting penalty all threw me into a panic.
I am not the main character who overcame any hardship or adversity.
I am just an ordinary developer who used to make games…
“…Wait a minute.”
‘I don’t think there is any condition that the quest should be connected with a male protagonist?’
I went through the contents of the quest again.
[Quest: See the true ending of
“…!”
There was no saying that it should be an ending where I connected with a male protagonist.
‘There’s a way.’
The hard mode wasn’t completely the worst just because I possessed Theresa.
The true ending [Paradise] that could be seen without connecting to the male lead existed only in the hard mode.
I didn’t show my joy.
Considering that the Constellation ‘Romance Pass’ was looking for a male protagonist and the genre of this show was romance, no one would like an ending like this.
Even to our development team, who created this ending, it was just a bonus service.
You can see the ending right away if you find [Paradise].
So I was going to show the Constellation what they wanted, collecting 1 billion coins and jumping back to Earth.
It didn’t matter if I couldn’t collect 1 billion coins.
If I go to Paradise, the broadcast will end. If everything that poses a threat to Theresa is resolved, living as her isn’t bad either.
‘No, it might be better. It means I don’t have to go back to reality.’
When my thoughts were sorted out to some extent, I thought about what I had to do right now.
‘To find paradise, I must first lift the curfew and enter the school dormitory. To Theresa, the Duke of Squire is a death flag.’
The Duke’s house was full of hate for Theresa.
Because her father, Raul Squire, really hated Theresa.
It was now the starting point of the game, just before the heroine entered the Duke’s house.
Here, there was only one way for Therese to score points.
I removed the blanket that I had wrapped around me like an armour and left the room.
The destination was Raul’s study.
The current time, 10:40 a.m.
The Duke was always in his studies at this time.
The employees looked at each other with astonished eyes as I walked around in my pyjamas.
“What’s the matter, miss? Just tell me what you need and come back dressed properly..”
I walked past the butler and entered the study.
Bump!
“Father!”
“…Theresa?”
Raul frowned as soon as he saw me in my pyjamas.
I gasped out my breath before he could yell.
“Father, Libby is alive.”
Raul seemed frozen for a moment.
“…What?”
Yeah, it’s gonna be hard to believe.
“I saw her myself downtown. A girl who looks just like stepmother in a one-act play of a wandering troupe that commoners see.”
[The Constellation ‘Romance Pass’ hastily dissuades you.]
[‘Romance Pass’ scolds BJ for doing something that would be disadvantageous.]
Then another Constellation popped up a sponsorship window.
Ring!
[The Constellation ‘Cider Pass’ has sponsored 100 coins.]
[lol lol lol]
T/L note: cider is also Korean slang for a feeling of refreshingness. You know, like when you drink a fresh spirite or something ╰(*´︶`*)╯
Seeing that they even sponsored me and laughed, it seemed they were trying to cheer me up.
Raul didn’t readily believe me.
“How can I believe it’s true?”
“I swear. If it’s not true, you can revoke my Squire authority.”
Deprive the princess of authority.
It was like telling him to kill Theresa.
When I pushed that hard, Raul couldn’t handle the nonsense.
However, the issue was too important to be believed.
“Why are you saying that now?”
Raul had a deep-rooted distrust toward Theresa.
Even if it was true, there was no way Theresa would ever tell Libby’s whereabouts because she would never be happy with her half-sister.
That’s how it was set.
I had a reason to convince Raul.
“Originally, I was going to tell you after I did some research to make sure. But you gave me a curfew.”
“So. If what you say is true, you want me to lift the curfew?”
“Yes.”
A trivial deal for the safety of my sister.
This is just like Therese’s idea and behaviour.
[The Constellations are lamenting]
[The Constellation ‘Dramania’ shouts that this is what he wanted.]
[The Constellation ‘Dramania’ asks if there’s a secret to her birth.]
Raul showed signs of disappointment.
“…You don’t even deliver the order to the servant, and what you do at best is to hold onto your parent’s grief and shake it up.”
On the other hand, he expressed hope close to despair that he might be able to find his daughter this time.
Raul called the butler.
“Donovan, scour the wandering troupe that visited downtown… No, I should go there myself. Prepare the horse.”
“Yes, my Lord.”
Raoul, a great noble, didn’t move on his own when he tried to find out something.
The fact that he might find a child he thought he had lost seemed to make it difficult for him to still.
I guess that’s how parents feel. I don’t know.
Raul put on his coat and looked at me fiercely.
“Theresa, keep a low profile while I check the fact.”
“Yes.”
“…”
He paused for a moment as if he thought I would protest.
“Master?”
When the servant, who was putting on the coat, called curiously, he finally hardened his expression and folded his arm.
Raul left the study with the butler, and I was left alone.
It was a rather shabby treatment for a princess.
I sighed briefly, then suddenly noticed that my palms were sweaty.
It was unclear whether I was nervous about negotiating for future safety or whether dealing with Raul itself was burdensome.
Maybe it’s both.
I went straight back to the room.
I had something to do while Raul was away looking for Libby.
It was to leave my room.
“There. The furniture to the left. Wait, if I leave the dressing table here, the light reflects on the mirror. Move it to the other side.”
“Yes, miss.”
Theresa had the second-best room after the Duke and Duchess.
Having the best room among the children also meant being the heir to the family, which was very important.
I moved all of Theresa’s luggage to a corner where I wouldn’t be able to bump into my family.
“Put the vase in the window.”
“All right, miss. Where should I put this?”
“In the cabinet over there.”
However, the place where I was now was not the newly moved room but the original successor’s room.
The reason why I was arranging furniture around here was simple.
“When my sister comes, organize it quickly so that she can use it right away. I’ll leave some of my new clothes here that I haven’t worn yet.”
“Understood.”
I remembered how Libby’s room was designed and was interested in putting it into practice.
It gave me a unique feeling to see my creation come to life.
That was the only advantage of this damn possession.
‘I worked so hard to make this room.’
I felt attached to the room because it was designed by searching through interior magazines and old movies.
Ring!
[The Constellation ‘Conspiracy Theorist’ has sponsored 100 coins.]
[I know lol are you going to make a secret passage like this? That’s how an assassination is carried out.]
Did the Constellation come in without knowing this is a romance broadcast? Assassination, my ass.
‘And if I kill the heroine, it’s the same as entering the bad ending route.’
I was in a situation where I had to wish for the heroine’s success and happiness more than anyone else.
Ring!
[The Constellation ‘Conspiracy Theorist’ has sponsored 100 coins.]
[I haven’t seen Ozworld pick a normal person lol aren’t you going to show your true colour soon?]
‘That’s not wrong.’
I was thinking of escaping from Earth or anywhere in the world if I could find a way to Paradise.
It was probably not the kind of true colour the Constellations wanted.
I decorated Libby’s room more enthusiastically.
Raul, who applied for paternity testing before the sun went down, would return to the Duke’s residence with Libby.
Then, a maid came up to me.
“Miss, the Madam is here.”
Looking back, as if a golden rose had become a human, a gorgeous beauty was standing with a rigid face.
Duchess Roseanne Squire. She was Theresa’s stepmother.
[The Constellation ‘Dramania’ has some expectations for BJ’s move.]
…What expectations? Do you want me to slap her with kimchi?
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