Chapter 3

‘Thinking that this life was a gift from the god for the pitiful me…… .’

However I succeeded in enduring and finally escaping the dang house.

I was accepted into the famous university that everyone in the world knows about.

There was a house I could fully relax in even though it was small and dirty.

There were nothing left but things that would help me on the way to the brightest future after I left the 2 bastards.

What I’m trying to say is that Penelope’s life which every littlest mistakes takes me to my death, isn’t any better. Never mind. Far worse.

It would be a different matter if I at least was the heroine of the normal mode whose every decision lead her to walk the flower path.

“……But why?”

But why, to me, who’ve j.u.s.t succeeded in escaping the hell-like house.

“Just why!”

Slam-!

I screamed, slamming on the sink. The girl’s beautiful face reflected on the mirror showed a horrifying expression.

The sight of her looking more furious than sad, certainly made her look like the greatest villain in the game.

“Ha... .”

I sighed deep and ran my hand through my hair to flip it. I thought of things about Penelope.

Penelope Eckhart. A villainess of one game, the heroine of the hard mode.

She is the daughter of the one and only Eckhart Dukeship in the empire of Eorka, where this game takes place. However, She was originally no-name commoner girl.

Her widowed mother was a poor traveling merchant, and when Penelope lost her to sickness at the age of 12, her resemblance to his long-lost daughter caught the eye of Duke Eckhart, and he adopted her.

The pink hair inherited by the dead duchess, and the clear blue eyes which symbolized the Eckart family.

I thought of the second son of the duke whom I just saw not too long ago.

His hair was the colour of the lovely pink.

However the hair colour of the women in the mirror was more towards flame colour than pink.

And the turquoise coloured eyes that slightly differed from the rest of the family members.

“He should’ve searched harder for his own daughter. Why did he have to bring an innocent girl into this?”

However, As time passed and she grew up, Neither the pink hair of the dead Duchess Eckhart nor the blue eyes symbolic of the house of Eckhart could be seen in her.

The duke soon lost his interest for her and locks her out of his sight.

All that was left for Penelope who lost the duke’s interest was her two step brothers and the worker’s abusing.

“Its so similar to my life to the point it feels unpleasant…… .”

Penelope’s life and the treatments she got was awfully like mine.

It was something I didn’t notice when I was playing it as a game.

I suddenly started feeling down.

‘Fake lady.’

Every workers working in this mansion called Penelope, "fake daughter of Duke".

Penelope herself was breathtakingly beautiful, but to other’s eyes, she was only a mere clone that didn’t even look like the original.

Maybe the story flowed differently if she acted cute towards others, but her personality hit the bottom even though she was only a girl who just coincidentally happened to enter the family.

Flashing back to the prologue of the story, it was explained ‘She was always on guard towards everyone like a hedgehog with spikes up, and always caused trouble where ever she went to no matter the place or the situation.’.

“I wondered why the choices of lines were all something that would surely cause a fuss.”

I nodded my head, finally understanding why all the choices I had to choose from were that insane.

Penelope was actually a villain who seemed powerful just by her name.

Unlike how naive the normal mode heroine looked like, she looked so keen and sharp.

But I sort of understood Penelope.

After just 1 day, I am already well aware of what kind of treatment does Penelope receives in the Duke's household. If common decency and sense existed here. They would not be able to harrass the formally adopted Duke's daughter with needles of swill, no matter how wicked or fake she is.

‘Even though she’s called "Fake daughter of Duke"'

How could they wake her up, poking her with needles? Even so, she’s a girl picked up by the duke himself.

Not even one maid would wake the other maids that way.

Penelope was only 12 when she was adopted by the duke.

If she was abused from that day and on… .

Since there is very little a young child can do when the adults won't listen, No matter how much she shouts.

No characters were the least merciful towards Penelope, and the motions that killed Penelope inside were rough and insane.

“I feel a bit sorry for her.”

I raised my hand and stroked Penelope’s fragile soft cheek.

The figure with strong shade of pink hair reflected in the mirror looked sorrowful.

However, I got rid of the feeling of pity towards the other.

"Ha, Who's pitying whom?"