“Oh, no. It’s delicious!”
I nodded my head vigorously.
Even if it were tofu skin, I would have to say it was delicious, and to think like this.
Fearing that the atmosphere might become strange, I hastily stabbed the cake with a fork and brought it to his mouth.
“Your Grace, try it too!”
It wasn’t delicious, but it wasn’t deadly either.
Kashar looked at the cake on my fork and slowly blinked his eyes open, then opened his mouth.
“It’s delicious, isn’t it?! They say expensive things are worth it!”
I made a fuss, and his lips, which were holding the cake, drew a line.
Soon, his throat moved, and Kashar laughed.
It was a captivating face.
“Do you always want to feed people when you see them?”
“Ah, did I? Maybe it’s because I’m serving the princes. They really like what I feed them. And sharing something delicious makes it even tastier …”
I babbled because I was too nervous.
I have a disease that prevents me from looking at something too pretty or handsome for too long.
I wonder if my blush shows. I avoided his gaze while holding my fork.
“Why is he suddenly being nice?”
My mouth was sweet, but I was full of questions.
Suddenly, Kashar’s words, wanting to make my nonsense true, came to mind.
“The original hasn’t progressed yet… Maybe he was a character who was nice to someone he disliked.”
I felt a strong premonition that I must ask now.
Only, I was too nervous.
“Your Grace, you don’t like me.”
What I meant to ask why he asked me on a date came out wrong.
I was surprised, and so was Kashar.
Even if I make a mistake, why such a mistake?
I wanted to applaud myself instead of paying for my funeral.
“Finally, my neck will fly.”
While I was preparing to die, Kashar was bending over and laughing.
“……Excuse me? Hello?”
I called him cautiously, but Kashar couldn’t answer because he was laughing.
A while later, leaning back, he had a refreshing look on his face.
“You don’t fall for a little kindness. That’s why I like you.”
It was a level where he revealed himself that his kindness so far had been false.
It was absurd, but I didn’t have the courage to spit in a smiling face.
“If I had been an ordinary woman, it might have been different.”
Cold to others, but warm and obsessed with me.
And who would refuse a goodlooking man above all?
But knowing the original, it was ridiculous for me who committed the sin.
“Could it be that my acting was lacking? I tried to put more effort into it, but it’s no use.”
Kashar rubbed his chin.
At that moment, I realized two things.
First, that he was in his right mind.
Second, that he had no intention of killing me.
As soon as I realized my throat wasn’t tied, my stomach swelled with anger.
I stomped to my feet.
“Let’s be honest with each other.”
I looked Kashar straight in the face.
I don’t know why, but this man, he wanted something from me.
‘A man who will eventually fall for the heroine, not needed.’
I wanted to see such a character at least once, so I thought it would be good to get to the point since I had fulfilled my wish.
Because.
‘I have to go home and feed the children!’
In the palace, there are whiny little princes that only I can see.
I must hurry and feed, put to sleep, and dress them so that you won’t be starving as you did in the original work. Understand?
I didn’t bother to mention that advice wouldn’t be understood.
“Well, fine. No need to drag this out.”
Eventually, Kashar got to the point.
“I need a lover. The Empress is forcing me to find one. She’s hellbent on sticking a woman to me who suits her taste.”
The Empress, Wyeno Empress?
It was clear.
She had cursed Kashar with madness and pulled him down as a waste, the mastermind behind it all.
‘The ultimate villain of this novel.’
Wyeno, who had been a concubine, eventually became the Empress and succeeded in making her son the crown prince.
She tried to kill the dethroned Kashar by driving him to the battlefield, but Kashar won a great victory and returned as a duke.
‘Then it’s reasonable to look for a woman to play the lover.’
Placing a woman from the Empress faction as the duchess was no different from having an official spy beside him.
Now I understood the situation from front to back. But still.
“Why are you looking for her here?”
“You’re my lover, aren’t you? And we’ve known each other for a long time.”
“……You know I was talking nonsense.”
“I know. But I want to make it real.”
His outstretched hand intertwined with my fingers.
“Heeek!”
I had no immunity to this kind of physical contact.
Especially in front of an ultrahandsome man, I looked like a mouse in front of a predator.
“But, there must be other women, too.”
No matter how much I expressed my love for handsome men, this was a bit dangerous.
‘If I get caught in the Empress’s eye.’
Then the twins’ safety would be at risk. But Kashar acted as if he didn’t care about that.
“I liked your food.”
His outstretched hand stole a touch of my lips.
“There’s no need to say that you’re funny.”
With that, Kashar took the cream on his thumb to his lips.
“It’s tasteless. Your food is much better.”
He furrowed his brow.
I could only stare blankly as the cream disappeared.
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
