Even the semi-basement studio, which was as small as the bathroom of my previous home.
It was all good, even though I had to start a part-time job next week to cover my living expenses.
I had finally escaped that hellish home and gained freedom. That alone was enough for me to be happy.
However...
âDidnât I tell you to live like youâre dead, without making a single sound?â
The man spoke.
His hateful gaze, directed at me, was like looking at a hideous insect.
âDid you go wild like a mad dog at the Princeâs return banquet?â
The sinister, murderous intent in his eyes was familiar.
It was the kind I always experienced in that house.
But familiarity didnât make it any better.
âWhat were you thinking?â
The icy glare made it hard to breathe. My lips began to tremble involuntarily.
At that moment,
A white rectangular window appeared before my eyes, with lines of text inside.
1. How should I know?
2. I wasnât thinking anything.
3. (In a submissive voice) Well... that is...
âWhat is this? What is this all about?â
I opened my mouth to ask what this was, but no sound came out, as if my voice was blocked.
Seeing that I couldnât speak, the man with blue eyes pressured me with a terrifying voice.
âOpening your mouth would be wise.â
I could feel the murderous intent, as if my skin was burning. If I didnât answer quickly, I would die.
Almost instinctively, I pressed option 3.
âWell... that is...â
The same words that appeared in the rectangular window came out of my mouth.
âWhat? What is this? â
Even after speaking, it felt like a lie, and I opened my mouth wide in a daze.
I couldnât grasp what was happening at all.
When I opened my eyes, I was lying in an unfamiliar place, and I had to deal with strangers who suddenly appeared with a menacing aura.
My mind was still hazy, as if I had just woken up from a deep sleep.
âAfter that, what happened next?â
The man, dissatisfied with my vague answer, urged me to continue with a terrifying expression.
Then, different lines of text appeared in the floating rectangular window.
1. Iâm sorry. Iâll be more careful.
2. The stupid maid made a mistake first.
3. The commoners ignored me. Me, the only princess of Ecart!
I had no time to think about what was happening.
I hastily chose an option, glancing at the manâs expression.
No matter what, I had to say something. It was a lesson I had learned deeply over time.
âIâm sorry...â
âIf a mere apology could resolve this, I wouldnât be facing you now.â
However, the tail end of my words was cut off, despite quickly choosing option 1.
My heart sank at his cutting tone.
Without realizing it, I shrank back, and the man spoke coldly.
âPenelope Ecart.â
âPenelope Ecart?â
âFor the time being, I will take away the Ecart name from you.â
The name and the lines were so familiar.
I lifted my head sharply.
Then, I saw the man more clearly, whom I hadnât noticed in my daze.
The man, standing a little away from the bed, was not one of âthose peopleâ from the house, but a complete stranger.
He had eyes as blue as the sea and hair as black as obsidian.
Above his head, a long bar similar to a phone battery indicator and white text were flashing.
âHo... affection...?â
If my eyes werenât deceiving me, the flashing text above the manâs head was his affection level.
âNot only are you forbidden from attending the banquet, but you are also forbidden from leaving your room. During your confinement, reflect on what you did wrong and how you should behave in the future...â
â...â
âWhere are you looking?â
The manâs expression, which had been blank, crumpled in displeasure at my wandering gaze.
However, I couldnât react and kept checking the text above his head.
[Affection Level 0%]
âThis canât be...â
I shook my head involuntarily.
It was really unbelievable.
Really.
âYou were telling the truth when you said you were crazy.â
The man, irritated by my strange behavior, glared at me with contempt for a moment before turning and heading towards the door, as if he couldnât stand to be in the same room with me. [Affection Level 0%] was moving away.
âWhat did I do wrong?â
As I stared at his disappearing back, I was still dazed, trying to figure out what was happening.
Then, a sound of someone snickering came from one side.
I turned my head sharply to see a man with pink hair standing in the shadows by the door, his arms crossed.
He had the same piercing blue eyes as the man who had left. They were filled with open mockery.
[Affection Level -10%]
White text flashed above his head.
Negative.
âFreak. You got what you deserved.â
Despite his pretty appearance, he spat out a harsh curse and turned to follow the man who had left.
Bang! The door slammed shut.
Alone in the silent room, I sat there for a long time, dazed.
My mind couldnât process what was happening.
After much thought, I realized that the space I was in and the men who had been here were strangely familiar, despite being strangers.
âThis canât be...â
Alone, the voice that had been choked off finally burst out.
But I didnât have time to realize that.
It was simply unbelievable. It was absurd, even to me.
âThereâs no way.â
The scene from the game I had been playing just before falling asleep couldnât be playing out in front of me as reality.
Especially not with me as one of the characters.
âI must be dreaming.â
That was the only answer.
But no matter how much I pulled at my hair or pinched my face, I couldnât wake up from the dream.
âNo, no... no, no! No! No, itâs not trueâ!â
Penelope Ecart.
The villain in the most popular female-oriented strategy game recently, and the protagonist of the hard mode.