“Huh? Ruela, I’ll take care of that.”
Hazen’s behavior, preventing Ruela from entering the medicine room since yesterday, seemed suspicious. Ruela quickly headed to the medicine room, with Hazen following closely. She shouted as they went.
“Does everyone have enough space in their bags? They might be packed with various things.”
“We still have some space.”
“Still, let’s organize. Today, we might delve deep into the demon habitat and discover herbs we hadn’t seen before… No, Hazen! What have you done to my precious medicine room!”
“What’s going on again?”
Kite, who was in the study, came out upon hearing the commotion and approached the medicine room.
“Take a look at this. Hazen did something to my treatment room, this important place!”
The desk, which had been arranged with potion display shelves to treat patients, was now stuck in a corner of the wall, and the bed bench on one side was thrown out onto the terrace outside the window.
In short, except for removing the potion display shelves, the room was filled with Hazen’s makeup tools.
“I was trying to organize. It will be okay once I tidy up.”
“Don’t lie. With this many items, do you think my bed bench will find a place inside just because you tidy up?”
“Well, that’s what I meant. How about placing the patient treatment bed bench that Ruela mentioned in the reception room? There’s a suitable spot there.”
“The reception room?”
“Yes, the reception room has a much more calming atmosphere.”
“Where exactly? Even if it’s called my reception room, it’s practically a place where Raphael and Mitchell gossip! If the two of them sit there chatting, people will come in, relax, and leave?”
“They can relax in their own rooms. Have you ever seen anyone taking a break on the bed bench in the medicine room until now?”
It wasn’t a false statement. As Ruela’s expression seemed to soften, Hazen began to persuade her more actively.
“If possible, how about moving the potion display shelves to the reception room and using this place as a perfect dressing room? Bring the things in Tienne’s room and organize them all at once. Right? Actually, Ruela has benefited the most from makeup.”
Listening carefully, it wasn’t entirely false. Ruela, with a contemplative look, deliberately hesitated before speaking.
“Then, can I use the disguises as I please? If that’s the condition, I’m willing to compromise.”
Hazen widened his eyes as if it were ridiculous at Ruela’s request.
“I’ve collected these things so preciously. You can’t use them freely. You can ask and borrow.”
“Then, I won’t yield the medicine room either.”
“I’ve already allowed you to use the medicine room. You can’t retract that.”
“I said you could borrow a corner. Not everything! See, this is a breach of contract.”
“We never made a contract.”
“An oral agreement is still an agreement.”
“Stop it!”
Amused by Hazen’s trembling and angry reaction, Ruela continued to provoke the argument, but Kite intervened and stopped the two.
“If you’re ready, let’s go. We’re in a hurry to reach level 99.”
In response to Kite’s cold remark, everyone, including Ruela and Hazen, who were playfully arguing, quietly prepared to leave.
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
