What did you do to the kid? In the blink of an eye, Noah had reverted to being a well-mannered little one, as if puberty had never existed.
“Thank you.”
As I calmly accepted his thanks, I looked at Edan with curiosity. Edan shrugged his shoulders lightly, as if nothing had happened. At that moment, Noah lifted his head with a pout, his warm golden eyes gazing out the window.
“Ah! Snow!”
At his sudden shout, Edan, Dante, and I all turned to look outside. Noah and I quickly rushed to the window. When I flung the window open, a chilly gust of cold wind blew in. Soft, pure white snowflakes fluttered down from the sky.
Apparently, the snow clouds lingering over the mountain range had finally drifted down to us.
“Edan! It’s snowing!”
When I swiftly turned my head, Edan stretched his arm out the window and nimbly moved his hand through the air. Then, clutching something, he quickly thrust his closed fist toward me.
“What is it?”
“The first snow.”
Edan smiled lightly and opened his hand. Naturally, the tiny snowflake had already melted and vanished. But I pretended to gather and hold it in my own hands, as if the first snow still remained on his palm.
“I’ve received it—the first snow.”
Though I’d merely humored his childish prank, Edan looked immensely pleased and patted my head.
Once it began falling, the snow swiftly summoned a blizzard.
At the very moment when snow poured down so heavily that visibility vanished, Noah dashed outside and spun around like a puppy, hopping and twirling in place.
“Whoa, wow! It’s snow! I’ve never seen this much snow before!”
“Little Lord, shall we have a snowball fight once it piles up?”
“You and me, Sister?”
“Let’s do it! What do you say?”
“But Sister… won’t you collapse if I hit you? I don’t think I could bear to throw at you….”
“Oh, come on, I won’t collapse from something like that.”
“Then okay! Let’s do it!”
After his private talk with Edan ended, Noah returned to being the adorable child I knew, cheeks flushed red from the cold, beaming brightly.
***
The snow fell relentlessly, accompanied by fierce winds. With the wind blowing, it didn’t seem likely to accumulate easily. I dozed off while gazing out the window and briefly woke near dawn. It was a pitch-black, silent winter morning. Within a few hours, the wind had died down, replaced by quiet, gentle snowfall that gradually blanketed the garden in white. Relieved, I drifted back to sleep.
By morning, the entire world had turned white, with snow piled so thickly it was hard to walk. Though by the time I finished breakfast and got ready to go out, the garden snow had all been cleared away, it posed no problem for our snowball fight—Edan had already found a suitable spot.
“Edan! I’m ready!”
I stepped outside fully armored in a thick winter dress, robe, fur hat, and fur gloves. Edan, waiting for me outside, wore an outfit barely different from usual—except his cloak was slightly thicker and lined with fur.
“Aren’t you cold?”
“Not at all.”
Edan lightly shook his head.
My nose already felt numb just from stepping outside, yet he seemed completely unaffected. Come to think of it, Edan always dressed like this—even during battles at the Unbreakable Wall. Now that I recall, his body temperature always seemed a bit higher than normal.
“Days with wind before the snow falls are far colder. After the snow starts, it’s fine.”
“Mm. That’s good, then.”
“And you? Isn’t your clothing too thin?”
“If I wear any more layers, I won’t be able to move at all.”
I awkwardly raised my arms. Edan tilted his head slightly and asked,
“Do you really have to have a snowball fight?”
“Yes!”
“A snowball-fighting Grand Duchess—sounds intriguing.”
“I’m not Grand Duchess yet. Starting next year, I’ll uphold proper dignity and won’t engage in things like snowball fights anymore. So don’t try to stop me.”
“I never told you to uphold dignity. There’s no rule saying a Grand Duchess can’t have a snowball fight.”
“Still.”
At my determined gaze, Edan chuckled softly.
“Alright, then.”
He raised his hand lightly, and a waiting attendant brought over a horse.
The black horse, larger than ordinary ones, gleamed with meticulous grooming, its sleek lines evident. Edan grasped the reins and nimbly leapt onto the horse, then extended his hand toward me.
“Grab on.”
“You can step here.”
Ruben, who had silently approached, placed a small step stool before me. I stepped onto it and took Edan’s outstretched hand. Without even needing to strain to climb up, my body was effortlessly pulled upward. With me seated in front, Edan wrapped his arms around me from behind, grasping the reins as if embracing me.
Tap—he lightly shifted his foot, and the horse began to walk. Unfamiliar with the irregular motion, I tensed up from shoulders to toes.
“Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall.”
Despite saying that, Edan mischievously made the horse move roughly at intervals, laughing each time I let out a tiny shriek.
We didn’t bring many attendants—only Edan, Ruben, and one carriage following behind.
Even the carriage was prepared solely for me, in case I grew tired after the snowball fight.
The horse strolled leisurely along the snow-covered northern road, and we headed not toward the city center but toward the rear of the Grand Duke’s castle.
Passing through a dense coniferous forest, we arrived at a wide meadow. As the thick trees disappeared, the entire world seemed blanketed in snow, transforming into an endless white expanse.
A place where soft, fluffy white snow blurred even the boundary with the sky—it seemed somewhere within the grasslands I’d once viewed from the Unbreakable Wall.
“Huh?”
But why…?
Why were so many people gathered here? I distinctly invited only Noah!
In the meadow stood familiar faces: Hillstain, Dante, Noah, and Maxim.
“Lady Latieana! Over here! This way!”
As soon as I dismounted, Maxim, who spotted me first, waved enthusiastically with a radiant smile.
“Tsk. Annoying fellows.”
I briefly wondered if Edan had summoned them, but his muttered aside made it clear he hadn’t.
“Maxim! How did you get here?”
“I heard you were having a snowball fight.”
“Who told you?”
“Yesterday, Duke Dante visited the temple. I heard it then!”
“I see. But how did Lord Hillstain get here?”
When I tilted my head, Maxim quickly added,
“The Captain of the Knights was also present at that time.”
“Was Little Lord Noah the one who invited you?”
“No. He just barged in and told me to take forced leave, so I came along.”
While I listened to Maxim recount how everyone ended up here, the Empire’s heroes were warming up for the snowball fight.
“Ready. Let’s begin the fight.”
Hillstain, rotating his wrists lightly, grinned wolfishly as he spoke.
“Confident, aren’t you? Have you chosen the words for your tombstone yet?”
Edan tilted his head slightly and smirked dismissively.
“I won’t die. I’ll go easy on you. But let’s agree—if you die, no one’s taking responsibility.”
Dante rotated his arm in a full circle, loosening his muscles.
“Fools. Don’t you know equipment is fundamental to fighting?”
Noah shook his head and diligently gathered snow. He’d already built up dozens of snowballs nearby.
What kind of conversation is this?
You’re missing a crucial word! Without snow, you’re just fighting!
“Lady Latieana, I suddenly want to go back.”
At Maxim’s abruptly joyless voice, I shook my head.
“Let’s leave them and just do it ourselves?”
I plopped down and began rolling white snowballs.
Though my gloves made movements clumsy, they kept my hands from freezing.
The lumpy, ugly snowball I made was perfectly adequate for a snowball fight.
“By the way, Lady Latieana.”
Satisfied, I set one down and started shaping another, answering Maxim’s delayed question.
“Yes?”
“Am I really, truly, dare I, recklessly allowed to throw snow at you?”
“Maxim. What nonsense is that? It’s a snowball fight. If you don’t throw, it’s not a game.”
“But what if you get hurt…?”
“Are you putting rocks in the snowballs?”
“Huh? No! I’m not that cruel!”
“Then it’s fine. Getting hit by snow won’t hurt you.”
I held up a tightly packed snowball the size of my fist.
“I won’t go easy on you either.”
At that, Maxim’s eyes hardened with solemn resolve.
Yet moments later, I could only stand frozen, snowballs in both hands, staring at Maxim.
Why that pose? Instead of raising his arm to throw, he looked like he was trying to toss it upward from below. Is this catch ball?
“Alright, on the count of one, two, three, I’ll go.”
As if that weren’t enough, Maxim kindly added a warning.
And then… Thwack! Thwack thwack! Thwaaaack!
The instant he made a gesture to throw a small snowball toward me, massive, boulder-like snowballs flew from both sides and slammed into Maxim.
“Kyaaaak! Maxim!”
At Maxim’s sudden disappearance, I screamed loudly and dashed toward him.
Frantically digging through the snow, I uncovered Maxim, his glasses askew from the impact. He forced his trembling lips upward and said,
“I… I’m fine. Please, Lady Latieana, live on… gurk!”
Maxim collapsed face-first onto the snow, leaving his last words behind.
“Oh… no! Maxim!”
One had fallen. I glared at the snowball murderers standing on either side of him.
“Oh dear. You’ve offended Her Majesty’s mood. Since it was your doing, you’d better beg for mercy.”
“Don’t shift blame. I believe His Grace moved fastest.”
“The Captain of the Knights did the same, didn’t he?”
“But you, Brother, threw the biggest snowball!”
“All four of you are equally guilty. I’m the only innocent one here.”
Don’t make me laugh, Ruben. I saw you hesitating and putting down your snowball at the last second!
That was when it began—the reign of gigantic, meteor-like snowballs over the meadow.
The lunatics launched into war with such ferocity, it seemed they aimed to destroy the world through snowball fights.
Trees over two meters tall were mercilessly shattered by densely packed snowballs; forest birds, hiding from the cold, fled skyward in flocks with frantic flapping; the ground cracked, and tremors resembling earthquakes shook from the impacts.
Stop it! You maniacs!
When yandere male lead believes she loves him — but she never did
“How dare you!”
“How dare you make me love you, only to cast me aside as nothing more than a friend?!?
“I will never accept that.”
“I will never let you return to him.”
“Even if I have to burn myself to ashes.”
“Even if I must shatter my purity, my dignity, my very soul.”
“I will never let you escape me!”
This was the first novel that introduced me to the matriarchal genre. I’ve read it three times already!
At first, the male lead despised the female lead. Later, he misunderstood that she liked him, so he condescendingly and reluctantly reciprocated her feelings.
Then, he suddenly discovered that she was kind to everyone in the same way, and there was already someone she cherished in her heart, and that person was not him.
The male lead couldn’t believe it, he became angry and crazy. He was determined to capture her body and heart by any means necessary.
Synopsis:
Want to see how a green tea bitch male lead falls in love with the female lead?
Want to see how he flirtatiously pursues the female lead?
Want to see how he gets slapped in the face repeatedly?
The male lead is a green tea bitch, a poisonous lotus, jealous, ruthless, unscrupulous, with a venomous heart, and he’s also a delusional maniac.
The female lead is righteous, positive energy-filled, kind, a holy mother.
Let’s see how two people with extreme personalities come together~
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