Oh No, I Possessed a Male Character! (13 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 4
The Rumi before my eyes spoke coldly, as if utterly dumbfounded.
“Nonsense. I’m absolutely going to be happy here. Haven’t you even read those villainess reincarnation novels? I intend to twist the original story and become the protagonist of this world!”
“So you’re saying you’ll be happy only if you become the protagonist?”
“Of course! Every romance novel ends happily, doesn’t it?”
It sounded wrong, yet somehow also made sense.
Rumi pulled out a handkerchief with an elegant gesture, as if she had truly become Elfride herself, and dabbed at the corners of her eyes.
“Sigh… Anyway, Jin Yi.”
“……?”
I stared at her with a puzzled expression, and Rumi unexpectedly said,
“Since you’ve reincarnated here too, how about helping me out?”
“Help you?”
“Yes. Of course, I’m fully confident I can twist the original plot on my own, but with your help, it’ll be much smoother.”
I was speechless. Still, I decided to play along with Rumi’s tune for now.
“What exactly do you want me to do?”
Rumi, wearing Elfride’s face, stepped right up to me. Then—
“Yah! What are you doing!”
“Hmm, so you really are a girl.”
I jumped in surprise as Rumi suddenly placed her hand on my chest. But Rumi remained perfectly composed.
“Muzel was clearly a male supporting character. But now that you—a girl—have possessed her, she’s become a woman disguised as a man instead of an actual man?”
Honestly, I felt utterly miserable. I couldn’t imagine living like this for the rest of my life—this was serious.
Yet Rumi smiled carefree, without a trace of worry.
“It’s actually perfect. You being a girl is something only I know in this world, so just keep pretending to be a man.”
“Ha, Rumi. You know I’m terrible at lying.”
“I told you not to call me Rumi!”
Even in this situation, Rumi sharply corrected my use of her name.
But I wasn’t someone to be easily cowed either.
“When it’s just the two of us, I’ll call you by your real name. ‘Elfride’ just doesn’t roll off my tongue.”
“Tch….”
In the end, Rumi relented a step.
“Fine. Anyway, you must keep maintaining your position as the male supporting character. And you absolutely must stick close to the female lead.”
“The female lead? Oh, you mean Evangeline.”
“Good. I’m glad you remember.”
Rumi lifted her cat-like eyes.
“If possible, make sure the original female lead never even gets near the Crown Prince. If you could seduce her yourself, that’d be ideal.”
“Hah! You want me—a girl—to seduce another girl?”
The more I listened quietly, the more absurd her requests became.
She must have noticed my expression souring, yet Rumi paid it no mind.
“Yes! After all, no one understands a woman’s heart better than another woman. I want you to precisely pinpoint Evangeline’s emotional voids and capture her heart so thoroughly that she won’t even glance at the Crown Prince. Understood?”
I shook my head.
“Is that really necessary? You already hijacked the original female lead’s key event—spilling wine on the Crown Prince’s clothes.”
“Oh my, so you knew? Still, I need insurance. No matter how hard I try to twist the original plot, unexpected variables can always arise.”
Rumi stated firmly.
“No matter what it takes, I will be happy in this world.”
“…….”
I gazed blankly at Rumi. If happiness could truly be seized by any means necessary, then why hadn’t she done so back in reality?
But another thought crossed my mind. If Rumi, as she claimed, had escaped her depressing reality and found happiness within this novel, was it truly right to drag him—her—back into that bleak world?
Yeah. Honestly, I’d already been somewhat convinced by Rumi’s logic just now.
My voice involuntarily lost its strength.
“What’s the female lead’s situation right now?”
Rumi answered immediately.
“She didn’t even get into yesterday’s party. I ‘accidentally’ stepped on her dress with my shoe right at the entrance and tore it.”
“Huh… what?”
My jaw dropped in disbelief. Was she always this cunning? This was pure villainess Elfride incarnate!
Rumi spoke with complete nonchalance.
“Since I’ve resolved to secure a happy ending with the Crown Prince, I must thoroughly crush any rivals.”
“Wow, that’s way too…”
Evil.
As my words trailed off, Rumi giggled.
“If you’re going to twist the original, you’ve got to do it right from the start. Besides, the charm of today’s trendy villainess heroine lies precisely in not clinging to only virtuous methods but actively fighting for love.”
“…….”
I didn’t reply. My mind was filled with the image of the poor, real female lead turning away dejectedly from the banquet entrance.
“Anyway, I’m counting on your help, Muzel.”
Rumi raised her chin haughtily, just like Elfride, and swept out of the greenhouse with a rustle of her skirts.
“Sigh…”
I stared blankly at her retreating figure.
Nothing I could say right now would get through to her. After all, Rumi had just struck the jackpot of a lifetime.
All I could do was wait until she chose to give up this reincarnation herself.
My talk with Rumi had made me late returning. The moment I stepped back into the office, I immediately bowed my head without any explanation.
“My deepest apologies, Your Highness.”
Klaus raised his handsome eyebrow slightly.
“How surprising. You left your post without permission? Was your matter so urgent that you couldn’t even return by the time I came back?”
Instead of keeping my mouth shut, I decided to reveal a sliver of the truth.
“Actually, I briefly met Princess Elfride.”
“Oh?”
I watched Klaus carefully. If he felt even a hint of interest in Elfride, he’d surely be subtly bothered by the fact she’d met another man—me.
But unfortunately, his expression remained utterly indifferent.
“If your conversation was going to take this long, wouldn’t it have been better to schedule a proper appointment?”
So he still had no interest in Rumi.
I answered calmly.
“It wasn’t anything that important. Merely a routine greeting from her to one of Your Highness’s close aides.”
“Well, you’re not excessively late, so I’ll let it slide this time. But see that it doesn’t happen again.”
Fortunately, Klaus didn’t press further.
“I’m truly grateful, Your Highness.”
Our lovely male lead had a generous heart too. How could he be so flawless, not a single flaw anywhere?
“Hmm…”
Klaus turned back to his documents with his usual detached expression.
Oh dear, Rumi. It seems your road ahead is still tens of thousands of miles long.
After a storm of a day, I returned to my room utterly exhausted.
“Ugh… I’m so tired.”
I immediately loosened the bandage that had been constricting my chest all day. Only then did my body finally feel at ease.
A sigh escaped me involuntarily. To think I’d have to do this every single day.
“Should I just rip it all off?”
I muttered irritably as I tossed the bandage aside.
Half of it was genuine. Rumi had already started twisting the original plot—what difference would it make if I caused a little more chaos?
But I couldn’t act on impulse.
For one, Rumi had asked me to divert the female lead’s attention, and besides, what if revealing my true gender landed me in prison for deception?
It wasn’t even my fault I’d become a woman disguised as a man.
I needed to understand how things stood before taking any rash action—otherwise, I’d only put myself in danger.
Moreover, in my flustered state, I’d forgotten to ask Rumi how to return to our original world.
No choice. I’d just have to live as Muzel for now.
“Hmm…?”
As I thought this, a diary on the bookshelf caught my eye. Curious, I opened it—and let out a wry laugh. Only the first few pages had some hastily scribbled lines; the rest were completely blank.
“What’s this?”
So the seemingly poised, handsome man had this kind of goofiness too.
People really are all the same. Muzel was no different from me—bought a fancy diary, wrote diligently only in January, and then gave up.
I set the useless diary aside for now and started looking for something else.
On the bookshelf were a couple of borrowed library books: “The Tea Culture of the Upper Nobility” and “Etiquette Guide to High Society in the Imperial Capital.”
“…….”
Just reading the titles made my chest ache.
Muzel, a lower noble from the countryside, had earned recognition for his exceptional talent and become the Crown Prince’s aide—but he struggled to adapt to the world of the central aristocracy and remained an outsider.
The one person who won Muzel’s heart was none other than the female lead, Evangeline. Despite being a count’s daughter, she respected Muzel for his free-thinking nature and never looked down on him.
In the original story, Muzel appeared indifferent to the rigid customs of high society. But in truth, he had tried his best to fit in—which was why he’d borrowed books like these.
“So you tried your hardest, yet things still didn’t go your way.”
I ran a finger over the etiquette guide’s cover. How much must he have suffered alone? How desperately must he have strived to avoid giving others reason to criticize his awkward manners?
A strange sense of responsibility welled up in me.
I was merely borrowing Muzel’s hard-earned life for a while. Therefore, I couldn’t recklessly ruin it—I had to return it to him intact.
Until Rumi and I found our way back home, I had to live diligently.
I reopened the barely-used diary I’d glanced at earlier, wrote today’s date, and added a short line beneath it.
This was my message—my vow—to the real Muzel.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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Waiting for rumi to either mature up for once or to just get out of the picture 🫠
Waiting for rumi to either mature up for once or to just get out of the picture 🫠
“If he had never learned that Muzel was a woman, he might have mistaken it for deep friendship”
I had this thought, and this semi confirmed it for me: Klaus seems to like Muzel no matter the gender. He maybe bi, but it maybe only for Muzel. Like Shang from Disney’s Mulan