episode_0110

There are five stages to accepting death.

Before the ice rink, for some reason the director brought me a book with a pretty picture book, and the theory was in it.

According to the book, people who face death usually go through five stages: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.

I actually experienced it and it was true. At least up to step 4.

Now that I have dug into the details and realized the situation, I am gripped by intense depression.

“My coineee!!!!!!!!!”

“EST!!? Wait, what are you doing… .”

“Oh my gosh!!!! I was just looking forward to you guys dating!!!!! How could you do this to me!!!!!”

-Chubby.

He hit the floor and cried loudly.

My coin. The coin I buried in a sunny place.

The Louis-Irene coin that has been pushed from the original, and the Shepor-Ferrado coin that I newly created.

… This was a scam.

I thought I could be happy just watching the two couples living happily ever after.

I’ve been living just waiting for that.

Today, my world fell apart.

“Hey, Estee? Calm down, calm down!!”

“Sniff… Are you going to date Ferrado?”

“No, that’s a bit… .”

“… … Ohh …

They say that 70 percent of people are water, and indeed, no matter how much I cried, tears kept coming out.

It was that sad.

“Your Highness, stop it. Please… .”

“Dating Louis… .”

“No, that’s absolutely impossible.”

“… … I hate you all!!!!!”

“What should I do with this… I didn’t know you would be this sad.”

“What on earth were you expecting? ”

I could sense a sense of hesitation and confusion around me.

It makes sense that the princess would suddenly act like this.

But I couldn’t stop.

My coin. My light. My everything. It was all fake.

I even started to think, what’s the point of living any longer?

“Sob, sob… .”

‘I have no reason to live…’

There is no more purpose to life for me.

I guess I’ll have to live in a world where those beautiful couples don’t connect.

This is hell.

… I think there was a lot of fuss about something like this.

About five minutes, before Stier hugged me tightly.

“That’s it… Leave it to me!”

-Hug. Whisper.

“Sister, calm down. Calm down~.”

“Sigh… Stee, unnie, I’m so sad. My heart hurts so much, it’s going to break… .”

“Instead, I’ll be your older sister and girlfriend. Okay?”

“… … ?”

‘What are you saying, Stiera?’

A word that cuts through the sadness.

I came to my senses because I was so shocked.

No, how can you and I date?

The face is the same, and the chair is tied.

In the first place, it’s just a relationship between two women.

Besides, there is nothing that can replace my lost romance…

-Stop.

‘Wait, there’s nothing to replace it with?’

The tears stopped flowing.

And then, the moment another firework explodes.

My mind became brighter.

-Phew!!

‘…Why was I crying? If there’s no substitute for the Woogyul Coin, there’s only one thing to do! Make the fake real!!’

Is the coin dead? All the bullish indicators I was seeing were an illusion, and it’s not even listed?

In other words, it’s just the beginning.

‘I was too slow. Do you think a love that will last a hundred years can be born in just half a year? Love is something that grows as you go through life’s hardships and adversities together!’

It’s only natural that they’re showing such reluctance since they’ve been trying to connect with each other for only one semester.

But what happens over time?

What if I, the absolute mastermind and cupid, continue to connect and support the two?

Even if you don’t like it, you will become conscious of it.

Obviously, you care about the other person and what they think of you.

I will definitely nurture those incomprehensible feelings into love.

I will make you love each other.

Because I am the absolute mastermind who secretly controls the situation on this continent.

“… Khuhuhu, khuhuhuhu.”

“Hello, Princess… ?”

“Sorry, I was crying. I guess I was a bit hasty.”

-Keep going.

“Huh?”

“Hey, car… .”

After pushing the stylus away.

He wiped his face with a handkerchief and stood up.

The worried gazes fixed on me.

He smiled brightly as if to tell me not to worry.

‘Let’s stop here for today. Just the fact that you guys are taking care of each other is a big achievement. And… .’

“Anyway, thank you all for the past semester. Please take care of me in the future!”

‘Now that we’ve dealt with the mastermind, all we have left is time.’

I will show you a sincere operation that will take at least several years, not just half a year.

Using the TS Brigade or all the original knowledge I have.

I’ll make you two a couple.

“Uh… Please take care of me… ?”

“Estine, you had a strange thought just now.”

“Huh? Not at all?”

As the ground hardens after rain.

After shedding tears, my determination to get married became stronger.

* * *

After Estee’s crying mad movie.

Irene asked secretly.

-Mumble mumble.

“… Hey, Irene. Do you know why the princess is acting like that?”

The person I asked was Irene, who ended up living together by chance.

Irene let out a hot sigh.

[Sigh…♡]

‘Honestly, there’s no need to be consistent about things like this… .’

Why was Estee crying?

Because I was sad that the couples I liked didn’t last.

Why did you suddenly stop crying?

You’re the reader who insisted that the two were dating in the ‘Witch’s Life’ comment section, using all sorts of excuses.

If you don’t want to date me, I’ll make you date – I guess you’re thinking something like that.

The obvious truth was cute and yet ridiculous.

‘In Korea, when you see something like that, you would call it a ‘vicious idiot’. It’s definitely vicious. But that’s why it’s cute♡’

“You don’t know either. Whenever you do something to the reader, you end up not knowing anything… .”

[…ha?]

But that was only for a moment.

She was really scratched by Irene’s provocation.

After thinking for a moment, I chuckled.

[…You’ll find out soon anyway. Everything from A to Z.]

“What?”

[There is something like that.]

“… … ? Oh, really? ”

An answer that seems to have some hidden agenda.

However, Irene passed it over as nothing serious.

Now Irene and herself are a community of shared destiny.

So it was clear that he wouldn’t do anything like attack the princess.

Unless you want to be executed along with her.

Even if you say it was a secret plot… it would be just to the extent of secretly sexually harassing the princess while I was possessed.

That’s about it.

“I don’t care what you do, just make sure you don’t get caught, good.”

[huh.]

‘Ah, reader… ♡’

It was only three hours before Irene trembled at Irene’s madness.

* * *

Irene watched the situation unfold from inside Irene’s body.

The royal family was terrified at why Esti’s eyes were so swollen.

The second prince Pierre and the court magician Stella came to ask what was going on.

The story of the pale-faced Archduke Blazer coming to greet us.

After all that, the royal family barely managed to return to the palace after causing all sorts of troubles, etc.

After all that, Estee let out a yawn.

“Whoa… Oh my, I’m losing my mind.”

“Thank you for your hard work, Princess. They say that the youngest daughter of the Avruen royal family is as loved as the sky, and it really is.”

“Isn’t that a bit much? How can you cry for an hour and not want to break up? ”

Esti grumbles with a tired expression.

Ferrado, who had been nodding as if he agreed, looked around for a moment.

“Uh…Uh, Your Highness. Since we’re alone, I have a question for you.”

“Huh? What.”

“Then, what is your ideal type, Your Highness?”

Just a moment ago, it was passed over as a question, but in reality, it was the most important question to Ferrado.

So what are the tastes of the Third Princess?

“I told you I’m not really interested in that kind of thing?”

“If you still don’t know, think about it. For example, if you marry a man and start a family… ?”

“With a guy?”

An idea flashed through Estee’s mind.

Marry a man? You?

… There’s no way a person who marries me, who is 135cm tall, would be normal.

Oh, and a little bit of a pedophile.

And above all,

“Ugh… .”

‘I feel like throwing up just thinking about it…!!’

Estee. A child whose sexual identity is completely ambiguous.

Because of my memories from when I was a man, I hated even the thought of marrying a man.

In a rare moment of genuine disgust, two women had a profound awakening.

‘What should I do? Estee, is it possible that because of that incident, even men suffered trauma…!!!’

‘No, not a lesbian. Do you just hate men? How surprising.’

Below that, one by one, another illusion begins to bloom.

“Then, if you marry a woman and start a family…?”

“Huh? No, there’s no way that’s possible.”

“Let’s imagine it. What do you think? Do you feel resistance?”

“Hmm… I don’t really feel any aversion to it, but isn’t that a meaningless assumption to begin with? How can two women date each other?”

“… … !!!!!”

‘I felt it when I saw that he was friendly with the ladies. But, as expected, the princess’s true personality is…!!!’

‘Estee, you said no, but in the end it was you?!’

Again, one by one, illusions began to appear.

Even this time, no matter how much Estee said it wasn’t true, it was an illusion that wouldn’t go away.

One side sees Esti’s rejection of men as trauma in itself.

The other side thinks that Estee just didn’t notice her tendencies.

Even the only hope, Stië,

“Huh~?”

‘Sister, you’re not that against marrying a woman, are you…?’

A situation where I lost my taste for Chuchu with my sister after tasting it once.

It was far from clear that the illusion would be shattered.

“Okay, then I’ll go to bed!”

‘This is not the time to be like this. We need to find a way to cure the princess’s misandry…!!’

“Ferrado, let’s talk for a minute.”

“Yes, I tried to do that too.”

People who disperse with new illusions in their arms.

and…

“Why on earth would you ask something like that… Hwaaam. We should go to sleep now too. Good night, Irene. ”

“Yes. Bye… .”

[1 hour. Start.]

-Pfft!!

[Mr…. Hmm!?]

“Princess. Could you come to my room for a moment? ♡ I have something to tell you… ♡”

[Wait a minute, you’re not thinking of attacking me…!!!]

“Huh? Hmm. Okay… Stee, I’ll go talk to Irene and come back, so you go to sleep first… .”

The witch and the saint also headed to the same room.

The last night of the first semester of the academy dawned.