“Why can’t you answer? I’m asking who is prettier.”
“...It was a competition of prettiness.”
Only after one more obsessive question did I come to my senses.
'This won't do! I have to make him eat the World Tree tea leaves quickly!'
I took a deep breath and made my decision.
“Rosie.”
I grabbed Rosenite's shoulder and said while facing her head on.
“In the world, is there anyone more beautiful than you, Rosie? You are a beauty so beautiful that the country could be ruined.”
“The country is ruined?”
“It means a country of great beauty.’”
I saw Michael flinch next to me, but I pretended not to notice.
'Michael, I'm sorry!'
I couldn't help it. I felt like asking Rosenite, 'Could it be you?'
I wanted to shout, but if I did, she would wake up as Belladonna of the Empire. I didn't want to see that happen.
“Really?”
Rosenite became gentle when she got the answer she wanted.
I almost panicked a little at the temperature difference, but I kept my composure.
“Of course.”
I decided to be proactive while I was at it. I stroked Rosenite's cheek with the back of her hand and said like a very affectionate sister.
“Oh, your skin is really damaged. It’s obvious you’re malnourished, so you’d better start by eating.”
At my wink, Sylvestian took the food that was on the table.
Here it is. It was the same soup that I had eaten this morning. I even put a spoon in Rosenite's hand.
“Come on, eat.”
"Huh..."
“Sister, this tastes weird. The soup is bitter.”
“Don’t spit it out, eat it. It’s good for your body, no, your skin.”
It was because I mixed a lot of World Tree tea leaves and gave them to me.
I fed Rosenite all the green soup I had been eating.
Then, I prescribed a high-concentration purification by boiling tea and drinking it as dessert.
“Let’s go to sleep now.”
“I don’t like myself..."
“...It was a competition of prettiness.”
Only after one more obsessive question did I come to my senses.
'This won't do! I have to make him eat the World Tree tea leaves quickly!'
I took a deep breath and made my decision.
“Rosie.”
I grabbed Rosenite's shoulder and said while facing her head on.
“In the world, is there anyone more beautiful than you, Rosie? You are a beauty so beautiful that the country could be ruined.”
“The country is ruined?”
“It means a country of great beauty.’”
I saw Michael flinch next to me, but I pretended not to notice.
'Michael, I'm sorry!'
I couldn't help it. I felt like asking Rosenite, 'Could it be you?'
I wanted to shout, but if I did, she would wake up as Belladonna of the Empire. I didn't want to see that happen.
“Really?”
Rosenite became gentle when she got the answer she wanted.
I almost panicked a little at the temperature difference, but I kept my composure.
“Of course.”
I decided to be proactive while I was at it. I stroked Rosenite's cheek with the back of her hand and said like a very affectionate sister.
“Oh, your skin is really damaged. It’s obvious you’re malnourished, so you’d better start by eating.”
At my wink, Sylvestian took the food that was on the table.
Here it is. It was the same soup that I had eaten this morning. I even put a spoon in Rosenite's hand.
“Come on, eat.”
"Huh..."
I felt a strange sensation in my stomach at how well Rosenite listened to me. While I was in the throes of such a tingling sensation, Rosenite was grumpy about her meal.
“Don’t spit it out, eat it. It’s good for your body, no, your skin.”
It was because I mixed a lot of World Tree tea leaves and gave them to me.
I fed Rosenite all the green soup I had been eating.
Then, I prescribed a high-concentration purification by boiling tea and drinking it as dessert.
“Let’s go to sleep now.”
“I don’t like myself..."
"Ah!"
I put her to sleep with magic without mercy. If Rosenite slept, everyone would be happy. Then I wouldn't have to suffer anymore, and Rosenite wouldn't have to make any more embarrassing mistakes.
'Sleep is the best help for this child.'
“Sir Millard.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“You must have had a hard time.”
Sylvestian said with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.
“You don’t usually act like this. You seem to be treating her with less formality in front of Her Highness the 7th Princess.”
“Yeah, okay..."
Moreover, blinded by her obsessive love, she even pretended to be kind to her step-sister and poisoned her.
It wasn't even worth reconsidering, not even a handful of hateful feelings had been returned, left to grow cold. The terrible feeling of betrayal was still a deep wound in my heart.
Any threat that could hinder the acquisition of the throne should be eliminated.
Typically, threats to life were considered the greatest threat.
So, let's take a look at Rosenite, who might become the Belladonna of the Empire.
The removal could have been packaged as a virtuous decision, beyond emotional revenge.
But the reason it wasn't like that was because of a judgment based on extremely human common sense.
'It is not right to punish something that has not happened just because it is a possibility.'
I was keeping a close eye on Rosenite and only taking action if she showed signs of becoming like my past life.
In that case, it would be right to welcome the sight of Rosenite trying to take a different path from my past life.
But for some reason, I felt more embarrassed than happy.
“Rosie is weird..."
'I'm tired.'
My fever grew more intense as I pondered without an answer. My head seemed to be rejecting my thoughts.
"Ah?"
At that moment, there was a hand gently lifting the arm that was covering my eyes and lowering it onto the sheet. It was Michael.
“Take it easy.”
"Huh?"
Michael sat on the seat, his arms and shoulders clenched.
He started kneading my muscles. It was a gentle yet secretly thrilling massage.
It definitely had a great healing effect. I felt better right away and my body became less tired.
“Ugh uhm...”
“Is it good?”
“Yeah...Okay..."
I was so drunk that I thought I would fall asleep. I felt the sheets on the bed sink in.
When I opened my hazy eyes and looked ahead, Michael was already there.
A shadow was cast over my body.
“Michael...?”
The purple eyes were deep. They just looked down at me without saying a word, climbing up my body.
The atmosphere changed completely just by saying that. I was half-asleep while thinking about it.
I couldn't help but look up at his face as if I was possessed.
“Eve.”
"Huh?"
“Is it me or the Eight Princess?”
The hazy feeling suddenly disappeared.
“Why can’t you answer?”
Even the questions were the same. It seemed like I had learned something bad from Rosenite.
“Ah, even Michael..."
“No, of course, it’s Michael.”
“Is it real?”
“I told you before. Michael is so attractive that my dream of becoming a saint is in jeopardy.”
“Whew, I’m glad that my dream of being favored by you remains intact.”
Only then did Michael's expression and gaze relax as if he felt relieved.
The air that had been toxic to my heart was slightly ventilated.
Michael dropped bird kisses all over my face as if apologizing for his mischievous question.
I laughed and stroked his black hair, saying it was ticklish.
The feeling of the hair wrapped around my fingers was so soft that it was addictive.
For a long time, I was kissed by Michael and my hair was combed.
It was a time of healing and recovery while caressing. Michael opened his mouth again, looking at my slightly dazed face.
“You seem to have a lot on your mind, Eve.”
“Yeah. Because of Rosie.”
“Well, isn’t it better than my last life?”
As soon as I reflexively responded, I realized that I had made a remark that seemed to defend Rosenite.
'Ah, I wrapped Rosie!'
While I was in internal turmoil, Michael remained silent.
He lowered his gaze. He also had his own thoughts.
As Michael, except that Rosenit is attached to Eve.
It was much better now. The romantic relationship in his past life was so extreme that it was a hundred times better to keep it sealed.
'Ah.'
Now that he thinks about it, something important about his past life comes to mind.
“Hey, Eve.”
"Huh?"
“There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you for a while.”
“What is it?”
Michael hesitated for a long time before finally spitting out the words that were stuck in his throat.
“That... baby, you know.”
“Baby? Ah..."
It was obvious what he was trying to say. I had thrown away my body and mind from my past life.
Michael was Rosenite's knight and lover, even if it was a lie.
They reached the highest level of a normal love affair and had fruitful results.
'Wow, you said you couldn't remember everything! But you remember things like that!'
I was confronted with an uncomfortable and sensitive topic without warning. Since I started liking Michael.
This fact was something that had been quietly overlooked, so I was greatly shocked.
Even such a small reaction made Michael feel very anxious.
“Eve!”
Michael wondered if I would run away now that I didn't like him.
He held onto my hands with both of his as if he was hanging on to me.
He caught me. And he confessed to me, hurling a thousand curses at his trashy past self.
“That’s not my child!”
I put her to sleep with magic without mercy. If Rosenite slept, everyone would be happy. Then I wouldn't have to suffer anymore, and Rosenite wouldn't have to make any more embarrassing mistakes.
'Sleep is the best help for this child.'
I walked out of the barracks, leaving a sleeping Rosenite behind. Sylvestian bowed his head in gratitude as I was carried by Michael, breathing heavily. A wistful glint flickered in my eyes as I watched him.
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“You must have had a hard time.”
Sylvestian said with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.
“You don’t usually act like this. You seem to be treating her with less formality in front of Her Highness the 7th Princess.”
“Yeah, okay..."
I answered without a soul and then leaned against Michael as she returned to my room.
Upon arriving at the barracks, Peony greeted me with a startled expression on her face.
“Your Highness, what on earth is that! Where did it come from? Did you come here covered in the monster’s fluid?”
“It’s not a monster, it’s Rosie's body fluid.”
“Huh? Oh, anyway, I think it would be better to change your clothes first.”
I took off my clothes, which were soaked with Rosenite's tears and snot, and washed them briefly.
When Peony went out to do her laundry, inside the barracks, only me and Michael were left. I felt exhausted from the day and went straight to bed.
“Are you going to rest?”
“Yeah. It’s hard.”
I covered my slightly hot eyes with my arm because I had a low fever.
As I lay still with my eyes closed, various thoughts began to enter my head.
I thought back to Rosenite from my past life.
She thinks she is the center of the world, deserves everyone's attention and love, is willing to humiliate others to win her father's affection, and is unusually unable to live with me.
It was exhausting to come out of the burn pretty but not quite whole, so to speak. Both physically and mentally exhausted, I couldn't wait to rest.
“Your Highness, what on earth is that! Where did it come from? Did you come here covered in the monster’s fluid?”
“It’s not a monster, it’s Rosie's body fluid.”
“Huh? Oh, anyway, I think it would be better to change your clothes first.”
I took off my clothes, which were soaked with Rosenite's tears and snot, and washed them briefly.
When Peony went out to do her laundry, inside the barracks, only me and Michael were left. I felt exhausted from the day and went straight to bed.
“Are you going to rest?”
“Yeah. It’s hard.”
I covered my slightly hot eyes with my arm because I had a low fever.
As I lay still with my eyes closed, various thoughts began to enter my head.
I thought back to Rosenite from my past life.
She thinks she is the center of the world, deserves everyone's attention and love, is willing to humiliate others to win her father's affection, and is unusually unable to live with me.
Moreover, blinded by her obsessive love, she even pretended to be kind to her step-sister and poisoned her.
It wasn't even worth reconsidering, not even a handful of hateful feelings had been returned, left to grow cold. The terrible feeling of betrayal was still a deep wound in my heart.
In fact, I hadn't even considered the idea of getting rid of Rosenite; she was a regressee, and as such, I actively used information from past lives to further my cause.
Any threat that could hinder the acquisition of the throne should be eliminated.
Typically, threats to life were considered the greatest threat.
So, let's take a look at Rosenite, who might become the Belladonna of the Empire.
The removal could have been packaged as a virtuous decision, beyond emotional revenge.
But the reason it wasn't like that was because of a judgment based on extremely human common sense.
'It is not right to punish something that has not happened just because it is a possibility.'
I was keeping a close eye on Rosenite and only taking action if she showed signs of becoming like my past life.
In that case, it would be right to welcome the sight of Rosenite trying to take a different path from my past life.
But for some reason, I felt more embarrassed than happy.
“Rosie is weird..."
I keep seeing the Rosenite of my past life, the one who laughed viciously as she fed me poison, and the Rosenite of my present life, the one who cried tears and snot without warning.
I don't know what to make of Rosenite, or how to treat her in the future. Dealing with Rosenite now seemed much more difficult than dealing with Brigitte.
My fever grew more intense as I pondered without an answer. My head seemed to be rejecting my thoughts.
"Ah?"
At that moment, there was a hand gently lifting the arm that was covering my eyes and lowering it onto the sheet. It was Michael.
“Take it easy.”
"Huh?"
Michael sat on the seat, his arms and shoulders clenched.
He started kneading my muscles. It was a gentle yet secretly thrilling massage.
It definitely had a great healing effect. I felt better right away and my body became less tired.
“Ugh uhm...”
“Is it good?”
“Yeah...Okay..."
I was so drunk that I thought I would fall asleep. I felt the sheets on the bed sink in.
When I opened my hazy eyes and looked ahead, Michael was already there.
A shadow was cast over my body.
“Michael...?”
The purple eyes were deep. They just looked down at me without saying a word, climbing up my body.
The atmosphere changed completely just by saying that. I was half-asleep while thinking about it.
I couldn't help but look up at his face as if I was possessed.
“Eve.”
"Huh?"
I responded to the instrumental voice by closing and opening my eyes, and then Michael spoke, radiating an air of seduction with all his might.
The hazy feeling suddenly disappeared.
“Why can’t you answer?”
Even the questions were the same. It seemed like I had learned something bad from Rosenite.
“Ah, even Michael..."
“This is serious. It hasn't even been a day since you called me your type, how can that be? There can't be two types in the same empire, so please make it clear.”
“Is it real?”
“I told you before. Michael is so attractive that my dream of becoming a saint is in jeopardy.”
“Whew, I’m glad that my dream of being favored by you remains intact.”
Only then did Michael's expression and gaze relax as if he felt relieved.
The air that had been toxic to my heart was slightly ventilated.
Michael dropped bird kisses all over my face as if apologizing for his mischievous question.
I laughed and stroked his black hair, saying it was ticklish.
The feeling of the hair wrapped around my fingers was so soft that it was addictive.
For a long time, I was kissed by Michael and my hair was combed.
It was a time of healing and recovery while caressing. Michael opened his mouth again, looking at my slightly dazed face.
“You seem to have a lot on your mind, Eve.”
“Yeah. Because of Rosie.”
“I was definitely looking ugly... no, disturbed.”
As soon as I reflexively responded, I realized that I had made a remark that seemed to defend Rosenite.
'Ah, I wrapped Rosie!'
While I was in internal turmoil, Michael remained silent.
He lowered his gaze. He also had his own thoughts.
As Michael, except that Rosenit is attached to Eve.
It was much better now. The romantic relationship in his past life was so extreme that it was a hundred times better to keep it sealed.
'Ah.'
Now that he thinks about it, something important about his past life comes to mind.
“Hey, Eve.”
"Huh?"
“There’s something I’ve wanted to tell you for a while.”
“What is it?”
Michael hesitated for a long time before finally spitting out the words that were stuck in his throat.
“That... baby, you know.”
“Baby? Ah..."
It was obvious what he was trying to say. I had thrown away my body and mind from my past life.
Michael was Rosenite's knight and lover, even if it was a lie.
They reached the highest level of a normal love affair and had fruitful results.
'Wow, you said you couldn't remember everything! But you remember things like that!'
I was confronted with an uncomfortable and sensitive topic without warning. Since I started liking Michael.
This fact was something that had been quietly overlooked, so I was greatly shocked.
Even such a small reaction made Michael feel very anxious.
“Eve!”
Michael wondered if I would run away now that I didn't like him.
He held onto my hands with both of his as if he was hanging on to me.
He caught me. And he confessed to me, hurling a thousand curses at his trashy past self.
“That’s not my child!”
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