“Pretend that I accidentally jumped into the sea and send the elemental when that happens. It should appear to everyone as if I just fell into the sea by accident.”
Will you do that?
Lowering my jaw, I asked, and Merem met my gaze as if he had no choice.
“There is a condition, though.”
The blue eyes of the Silver Rose Duke I saw today, completely different from the sun’s eyes, shimmered fiercely as if they would burn me. Like someone in the desert desperately seeking a drop of water, Merem clung to me earnestly.
“Tomorrow. Spend time with me. The Sirens won’t come tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow….”
A cheerful voice suggesting we meet on the deck echoed in my ears.
‘He said to come if I miss him, not necessarily to meet him.’ With a devilish, selfish thought, I nodded my head.
“Sure, why not. We haven’t been together comfortably lately.”
“Do you understand what I’m saying? I mean, let’s go on a date.”
“Alright.”
As a parting gift, that should be fine. Now that there’s a sure way to return to my original form, staying with Merem would only result in more wounds.
“The name of this ship is ‘Midsummer Night’s Dream,’ isn’t it?”
Before getting off the ship. Only until then.
Merem could afford to dream a little.
After all, it would be a dream that would be forgotten once awakened.
The next day, as soon as I opened my eyes, I searched for Enrique.
Considering that I had already talked to Merem, I thought I would find him soon, but oddly enough, Enrique did not show up.
‘Did he come here because he has something to tell me?’ More than movements that I couldn’t understand. If he came, wouldn’t he either talk or hide?
With no income, the morning passed, and it became the afternoon, the time I had promised with Merem.
‘Luckily, I brought a light dress just in case.’ The deep red silk dress matched well with today’s weather.
It wasn’t the type of clothes fit for a queen, but it was originally the kind of clothes I liked.
Since it was easy to wear without buttons, it didn’t take long to get ready for going out.
Wearing pearl earrings and a well-combed wig, I suddenly brought my hand to my face in the mirror.
“It’s almost done.”
I could return soon.
Since I had gradually weakened Enrique, once I returned to my original form, it would be worth fighting him. So I had to recover the magic he had taken from me.
“I’m a demon.”
Not human. Don’t try to remain human.
Muttering like brainwashing myself, I exerted strength on my fist and scraped the mirror with a quick scratch.
Everything was going well, but an inexplicable anxiety tightened my throat.
It seemed like love was trying to make me stay human. Worried that I might not end up holding the dagger in my hand, I felt restless.
I didn’t like the fact that love, which seemed so easy for others, was difficult for me.
If only I had fallen in love quickly with anyone.
Why do people at this age take the emotion of love so seriously?
“I’m here to take you.”
At that moment, along with the knocking sound, Merem appeared.
Perhaps because it was a date, he seemed to have prepared a little more than usual. Seeing the well-groomed Taiga, I unintentionally burst into laughter.
“Good grief. Did you personally style your hair?”
“…I did get a little help from the knights.”
Merem awkwardly twirled the end of his hair as if embarrassed. Then he extended his arm to me and changed the subject.
“What is Fabel doing on the deck?”
“Fabel?”
“Something like a tournament. I want to watch it together.”
“I am curious about what Fabel has prepared, but…”
I glanced at the clock inside the cabin. It was already past 2 o’clock in the afternoon.
If he had come early and was waiting, it would be time for him to leave by now.
‘He wouldn’t be here to meet me, would he?’
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”