“Princess?”
As I stood frozen with a dumbfounded expression, staring at nothing, Seira called out to me with a puzzled voice.
“Seira, above your head…”
“What?”
Seira looked above her head, then tilted her head in confusion.
“Above my head? There’s nothing there.”
It seemed like Seira couldn’t see the strange blue window.
‘What is that? Affection?’
It was strange. It looked just like a system window from a game.
Having been an avid web novel reader in my previous life, I recalled some novels where characters who were transmigrated into a book experienced such status windows.
‘But this wasn’t in the original… Ah, the original has already been twisted!’
I quickly came to terms with it.
Having sworn not to become a stickler to the original in the transmigration stories I read, I had decided to live as a ‘go-with-the-flow’ person in this world.
Anyway, an affection score of 999 was undoubtedly a significant number at first glance.
‘Seira liked me this much…!’
A contented smile naturally appeared on my lips.
Upon arriving at the garden, I saw others who had already gathered.
“Hello, Elizabeth Sister.”
I approached the hostess of the tea party, Elizabeth, and greeted her.
“You’re late, Luibelle.”
Elizabeth, seated at the head of the table, replied with a chilly voice.
I was 10 minutes early for the scheduled time.
As I was about to argue that I wasn’t late, a blue window floating above Elizabeth’s head caught my eye.
Second Princess of the Acestor Empire
Affection: 999
My relationship with Elizabeth wasn’t particularly warm.
It was understandable.
Unlike me, whose father’s identity was unclear, Elizabeth had a prestigious earl’s family as her maternal home.
Except for small tea parties or balls like today, we rarely faced each other and conversed.
So, I was somewhat surprised to discover Elizabeth’s high affection for me.
‘Did she care for me, but never expressed it?’
The thought made the tip of my nose tingle.
I had always thought that all my family members were indifferent to me.
But it wasn’t so…
After all, with the original story twisted and me being in a relationship with the protagonist Hezen, it wasn’t strange that my family actually liked me.
‘This is just like a transmigration heroine cliché, isn’t it?’
My heart fluttered pleasantly, just like when Hezen confessed his love to me.
“I’m sorry, Elizabeth Sister. I didn’t know you were waiting for me…”
“What…?”
As I sheepishly smiled and spoke, Elizabeth was taken aback.
“Actually, you were waiting for me, weren’t you? Even my arrival 10 minutes early wasn’t soon enough for you.”
“That’s not what I mean, Luibelle. Stop talking nonsense and take a seat.”
She seemed flustered and quickly changed the topic.
Elizabeth, too, how shy she is.
I resolved to be nicer to her from now on!
Using the transmigration heroine cliché to become the best of sisters with Elizabeth!
I smiled at her again and sat down at an empty seat.
Then, a not-so-welcome voice came from across the table.
“Hello, Princess Luibelle.”
It was Sylvia Winter, the Earl’s daughter, who always picked fights with me.
My expression immediately turned sour upon facing her.
“Oh my, to turn sour-faced right in front of someone! How rude!”
Although Sylvia and I were known to be at odds, my expression wasn’t just because of that.
Daughter of the Winter Earl’s Family
Affection: 999
Sylvia’s affection score was 999!
The moment I saw that, chills ran down my spine.
‘What? That’s creepy!’
Sylvia openly disliked the Third Princess Luibelle for her uncertain paternal origin. This was a well-known fact in high society. But it was certainly so…
‘Did she actually like me?’
Now that I thought about it, I recalled characters like her in novels I read in my previous life. Characters who liked the protagonist but behaved grumpily out of shyness, often picking fights and bickering.
In a word, Tsundere!
Eventually, they became close friends of the protagonist.
“Even if you wrap yourself in the etiquette of the royal court, you can’t hide your lowly origins,” Sylvia sneered at me, unfolding her fan.
Even while picking a fight, the 999 affection score window above her head twinkled.
“…Poor Sylvia.”
I suddenly grasped her hand, which was fluttering her fan, with both of mine.
“What, what, what are you doing?”
Sylvia’s face flushed crimson in an instant.
Seeing her red-hot face, I was even more convinced.
Sylvia likes me.
“Sylvia, you should learn to express your feelings honestly.”
“What, wha, what do you mean…?”
“It’s okay. I’ll support your honesty from now on. We can be good friends.”
Sylvia stood frozen in place, just twitching her lips in confusion.
The afternoon tea party in the royal garden was delightful.
Under the warm spring sun, with a gentle breeze and the fragrance of blooming flowers, we enjoyed sweet desserts and aromatic teas. The ladies gathered in small groups, their conversations and laughter bubbling up here and there.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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