How could she not laugh? Odette giggled to herself, the sound bubbling up from deep within. She was inside a game. She had reincarnated and then regressed into a world of pixels and plotlines. It was sheer madness. The absurdity of it all felt undeniably hilarious. [Viktor] "You are completely wasted." His voice drifted over her like a distant hum, vibrating somewhere above her head. [Odette] "I never expected those rogue-like features of yours to suit a ceremonial uniform so

Hey, Viktor, you lunatic. Am I some kind of object? Blood rushed to her head as she was carried along at a staggering speed. She wondered if he had any idea just how many profanities she was hurling at him in her mind. Only when she felt a wave of nausea from the combination of wine and motion sickness did she finally plead with him. [Odette] "Please, let me down! Colonel." To her surprise, he complied and set her down gently. It was only after she pulled at the collar of her

The hall was buzzing with noise, and the moment Marco turned his head, she acted. She leaned her weight against the outside of the railing. Her upper body tilted precariously, and she began to fall backward. Her platinum-blonde hair unraveled, whipping upward toward the sky before her eyes. [Marco] "Damn it! What the—!" Leaving his panicked voice behind, splash! she plunged directly into the fountain. The crystal fountain in the garden was a wine fountain. Fortunately, the fi

It was a relief that the debuff had vanished. From now on, she wouldn't need to hesitate whenever she wanted to check someone's Loathing. Using it twice a day wouldn't pose much of a problem. Yet, despite the good news, she couldn't bring herself to be entirely happy. There was a specific phrasing that weighed on her mind. [The conditions to "Lift the Debuff when Checking Loathing" have been met.] The phrasing "conditions have been met." The status window had used a similar e

[The conditions to nullify the Price of Checking Loathing: 24-Hour Physical/Mental Debuff have been met!] [Would you like to lift the 24-hour physical/mental debuff? If lifted, you will no longer need to pay a price to check Loathing levels. (Note: The limit of 2 uses remains in effect.) YES / NO] [If NO is selected, lifting the price for Loathing will be permanently impossible.] The moment she saw the status window, she realized the truth. The shift in my vision just now was

[Johan's Loathing: 50] I knew it. There was only one emotion that made his voice sound like that. Jealousy toward another man. When she had played through the <Reverse Harem Route> in her past life, she had intentionally chosen every option that Johan hated. Through that, she had once managed to push his Loathing level to exactly 50. It was a voice that emerged when one could not fully trust the other person due to repeated disappointments, yet still harbored a lingering trac

[Johan] "All military personnel attending the ball today, report for assembly immediately." [Marco] "Hmm? Haha. What's gotten into His Highness? I'm not in the Navy, so I'm sure it'll be fine." As if hearing his idle chatter, a stern voice barked from the magical microphone. [Johan] "This applies to everyone, regardless of which branch you belong to. Anyone ranking lower than me—everyone, regardless of affiliation—assemble immediately." [Marco] "Haaah... What annoying timing.

She offered a smile toward the dark-complexioned potato of a man. [Odette] "Ah. Corporal Marco. I’ve heard your name before. It’s a pleasure to meet you." [Marco] "Haha! I’m sure you have. If you had feigned ignorance, My Lady, you would have witnessed quite a spectacle. I may not look it, but I have a very venomous side." Yes. I’m sure you do. You look exactly like a potato swollen with venom. She reached out with a friendly air and plucked a loose thread from the medal on C

All the romantic words Johan had prepared vanished, leaving his mind a total blank. His tongue felt heavy and useless in his mouth. In all his life, he had never felt this embarrassed in front of anyone. A pretty, remarkably small girl stood before him. In that moment, he forgot that he was a Transcendent and she was a Purifier. His throat went dry, and his breath hitched. She had teal eyes that reminded him of the sea and platinum-blonde hair as delicate as a butterfly's win

He asked her for her understanding, then took her hand and gently helped her up. [Gustav] "I apologize. It's my first time at the Imperial Palace, so I've lost my way. I was moving in such a rush that I committed a great discourtesy. I am deeply sorry." Only after supporting Paula did the man pick up his palace entry pass from the floor. A name was engraved clearly on the bronze-colored surface: [Viscount Gustav Köndel]. Her heart couldn't help but sink the moment she saw it

[Noble] "Would you be so kind as to write my name on your dance card, Lady Albrecht?" Under normal circumstances, Paula would have stepped in immediately to block him. Instead, she looked away, pretending to be distracted by something else. She wanted to see how Odette would react. She's definitely different lately. [Odette] "No. I refuse. A mere son of a Baron having the audacity to ask me for a dance? You clearly don't know your place." But she rejected the young man like a

[Lilienthal] "I apologize for the sudden intrusion. I was simply so impressed by the dress you are wearing today. A gown for high society that can be worn without a corset... I never imagined I would live to see such a thing at an official function." Just then, Sasha stepped between the Countess and Odette. [Sasha] "Countess Lilienthal, how have you been? Hahaha. My daughter actually finds it quite difficult to speak with others." Social etiquette dictated that a subordinate

[Servant] "I expected it to take a long time because the seeds for those rare herbs were so difficult to find, but the farmer we were supposed to trade with came early this morning and sold them to us." [Sasha] "This is driving me crazy! What kind of sudden disaster is this?" She clutched her throbbing head. What should I do? I haven't gotten a confession out of Mrs. Becker, let alone found any other evidence. Should she stay at the mansion? Absolutely not. If she missed toda

[Lize] "Milady! What should we do? Your feet are a mess!" She frantically grabbed the herbal ointment that happened to be in the corner of the dressing room. [Lize] "Thank goodness there's some ointment here! I'll apply it to the wounds right away, Milady!" However, Odette took two steps back to avoid Lize's hand, then snatched the flustered maid's wrist. [Odette] "No, Lize. You must not use that ointment." She whispered as quietly as possible. [Lize] "Why are you lowering yo

Thanks to her absence from the Countess radar, Odette had managed to lower Karls Loathing by another 30 points. Another advantage was that she could now attend the ball in a dress of her own choosing. In the small dressing room on the second floor, she stood before the mirror, wearing the dress Lize had made for her. [Lize] "Milady, are you sure this dress will be alright? Think back to last year's social season... ugh. Every dress was so flashy it made my eyes hurt." [Odette