Sharti’s shoulders twitched nervously.
“What if I am a wanted dangerous person or a witness entangled in dangerous affairs? What then?”
“……?”
“Then you, who have been treating me until now, will become an accomplice.”
“……!”
It wasn’t an overt threat, but the implication was clear.
At the man’s words, Sharti’s small mouth gaped open in shock, speechless.
However, the man didn’t back down; instead, he even crossed his arms.
“Besides, I’ve seen your face. You’re the only face I remember.”
“……!”
Sharti’s face turned pale. She quickly pulled her hood deeper over her head and wrapped herself tightly in her robe.
Her lips trembled with fear.
‘If they find out I’m alive, that a bloodline of Criannet is still alive… I…!’
Sharti wished the fire had taken her face instead of her voice.
As Sharti trembled increasingly, the man seemed noticeably flustered.
‘I need to run, escape.’
Consumed with anxiety, Sharti heaved for breath as she tried to stand up.
“No, it’s not like that!”
The man quickly unfolded his arms and forcefully pressed his head against the ground.
Sharti paused, her body trembling.
“I misspoke just now!”
“……!”
“I overstepped without understanding the situation. It’s my fault.”
It was a swift and clear apology.
In a short time, the man had shown many faces, leaving Sharti bewildered.
‘Is he quick to change his mindset? Or perhaps he’s under so much stress that he can’t afford to relax.’
Despite his previous overstepping, Sharti thought rationally.
As a doctor, it was right to consider the psychological state of her patient.
“……But if you hand me over to others, your act of kindness might get you into trouble because of me.”
This time, his words seemed more out of concern than advice.
Acknowledging the seriousness in his tone, Sharti nodded slightly.
‘He’s right.’
If he’s a risk factor, it might be safer to keep him with her.
‘He must have thought and worried a lot before talking to me like this.’
The man spoke fluently to Sharti. Even when she only nodded in response, he didn’t criticize her demeanor.
It was evident how much effort he had put into practicing and organizing his thoughts.
‘Can I trust this person?’
There was no way to verify his amnesia.
Conversely, he had no way to prove his amnesia either.
‘How can you ask someone who has no memory to prove they have no memory?’
In the end, if he earned her trust, she had no choice but to trust him.
Sharti slowly moved her feet off the bed.
The man lifted his head, his face showing anxiety and impatience.
“I want you to keep me until I regain my memory. At least until I remember my name.”
Sharti sighed deeply.
Deep down, she knew her answer was decided the moment he asked for help.
‘He doesn’t seem like someone who would stab me in the back.’
Seeing his straightforward apology, she decided to take a chance.
Sharti crouched in front of him and extended her hand.
“…….?”
“……Hand?”
The man looked puzzled as he placed his large hand on hers.
“…….?”
The man gazed intently at the letters formed by her gentle touch on his palm, then slowly nodded in understanding.
Sharti folded her trembling hand a few times before writing on his palm.
“…….”
Sharti lowered her head slightly.
“But if you don’t want to go, and I don’t want to be exposed, I’ll take care of you for a while.”
The man’s eyes widened slightly at her words.
“If I take you, you’ll have to do everything with my permission from then on. I’m the one hiding you, so you can’t cause me harm.”
“I understand,” the man nodded agreeably.
He seemed a bit dazed.
Yet, his expression, focused solely on the palm of her hand, appeared somewhat gentle.
“And no more lies from now on. If you do, I won’t believe anything next time. Can you promise that?”
“I promise,” he replied, looking directly at Sharti.
Sharti, unknowingly, relaxed her shoulders.
It was just a verbal promise, nothing formal, yet his serious response gave her a sense of relief.
“Earlier, I meant what I said.”
His tone lightened with a hint of a smile, and Sharti looked up. Despite her face being hidden under the hood, she felt like he was looking right into her eyes.
“I meant it when I said you could tie me up.”
Sharti hesitated before responding.
“We’ll see.”
Binding both arms and legs seemed too harsh for her conscience.
‘Maybe just one ankle.’
She needed to find a minimal safety measure that wasn’t poison or restraint.
Watching Sharti ponder, the man swallowed a laugh.
He had expected her to brush off his comment as a joke, but she was seriously considering it. This brief exchange revealed many aspects of Sharti to him.
‘Noble families use magical contracts, but those must be expensive, right?’
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
