The Fiancé Arrives?

It truly was as I suspected!

Indeed, it was exactly like this!

I was practically itching to drag Ji Qianluo out and subject her to an inhuman ‘ten-cycle’ torture.

Hmph, don’t worry.

On forums, this kind of treatment is usually reserved for those who flaunt their sisters or post enticing images without sharing the source.

Ji Qianluo, you should feel honored.

Well, having once been ‘eighty-fifty-cycled’ myself for not sharing sources, I can speak with authority on the matter.

After all, that damned forum admin would ban me every single time they saw me.

Ahem, but I’m getting sidetracked.

In essence, I had finally grasped the full extent of my current predicament.

Yani didn’t recognize China, nor did she even know what Earth was.

This could only mean one thing: I wasn’t on Earth, damn it!

This was transmigration, a completely different world!

I swear, Ji Qianluo, that absolute scoundrel, had truly screwed me over.

As for everyone speaking Chinese?

Ha, well, that’s one of the top ten unsolved mysteries in transmigration novels.

I doubt even the author, that simpleton, could explain it.

However, with Yani not even knowing Ji Qianluo, things had just gotten complicated.

Where was I supposed to find her?

And what about that series of bizarre instructions she’d given me, and the intense burst of light that had erupted from her?

Could Ji Qianluo be some kind of supernatural ability user?

“Miss? Miss?”

Suddenly, Yani’s voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back from my daze.

“Ah, what is it?”

“Have your memories returned?”

The young maid asked cautiously.

I paused, then let out a dry chuckle.

“Ah, yes, I think I’ve remembered most of it.”

“That’s wonderful! Miss, you truly frightened Yani earlier…”

The young maid finally let out a sigh of relief.

As she spoke, her gaze suddenly fell upon the breakfast spread on the table.

“Ah, Miss, your breakfast…”

‘You still haven’t given up on making me eat breakfast?’

I chuckled helplessly, a few dry laughs escaping me.

I quickly said, “No, it’s fine, Yani. Look, all of this has gone cold. Eating it would upset my stomach. How about I skip breakfast today?”

“No, absolutely not!”

The young maid’s expression immediately turned stern.

She wagged a single index finger at me, refusing firmly.

“Miss, your health is already delicate. How can you possibly skip breakfast? Please wait a moment; I’ll warm it up for you and bring it right back.”

With that, Yani moved to pick up the dishes and warm them.

“No, wait, don’t!”

I panicked.

‘Eat more? Are you seriously trying to make me understand the meaning of that phrase, “If you don’t even dare to eat the shit of the woman you love, how can you say you love her”?’

I quickly grabbed Yani’s arm.

“Uh, there’s no need for such trouble, really. Um, bread, right? Do you have any bread?”

To my surprise, Yani was staring at her arm, which was currently pressed against my chest, and her face instantly flushed crimson.

“Th-that, Miss, your chest…”

‘Damn it, we’re both women, what’s there to be shy about? How did the original owner of this body even interact with you? Besides, your chest is bigger than mine, isn’t it?’

‘Hmm, to actually compare breast sizes with another girl… it seems I’ve grown quite a bit as a girl myself.’

‘Pah, I certainly don’t want this kind of growth!’

Prompted by Yani’s words, I released her hand.

Yani’s complexion returned to normal, and she bowed.

“I do have some bread, Miss, but it’s only coarse grains meant for the servants…”

I waved my hand dismissively.

“It’s fine, really, it’s fine.”

‘As long as I don’t have to eat those bizarre things, anything is fine.’

“Then I’ll go get it now.”

Yani nodded, then carefully placed the breakfast items back into the silver serving cart and turned to leave.

At that moment, my mind raced.

‘Isn’t this the perfect chance to go out and scout the surroundings?’

“Ah, wait.”

I quickly called out to Yani.

Yani turned back.

“What is it, Miss?”

“It’ll be too troublesome for you to go back and forth. I’ll come with you.”

“But Miss,” Yani seemed hesitant. “You were gravely ill just a few days ago. To go out so soon…”

“But I’m perfectly fine now, aren’t I?”

As I said this, to prove my recovery, I stood up and jumped a few times on the spot.

My nightgown, which revealed most of my thighs, swirled with the motion, and my light blue panties were faintly visible.

Yani immediately turned her head away, her face flushed.

‘Hey, what’s she blushing about now?’

“Besides, I could use a walk to stretch my legs, couldn’t I?”

I continued to explain.

“Hmm…”

Yani pondered for a moment before finally, reluctantly, agreeing.

“Alright, but Miss, please be careful.”

“No problem at all, no problem.”

I readily agreed.

Ten minutes later, having changed out of the nightgown and into a Western-style dress with purple and white trim, I followed Yani out of the castle.

I must clarify something here: I absolutely did not peek while changing.

I kept my eyes closed the entire time.

Anyone who thinks otherwise, beware, I’ll ‘ten-cycle’ you.

Since there was no other bread in the castle apart from those peculiar concoctions, we had no choice but to go to Yani’s quarters, located next to the castle, to retrieve some.

Truthfully, I wasn’t particularly hungry at the moment.

“Miss, are you alright?”

The moment we stepped out of the castle, Yani asked me with concern.

‘Never ask a man if he’s “alright” or “can do it,” because no matter his answer, it’s always amusing.’

‘Ah, wait, I’m a girl now.’

I smiled, trying to make my expression appear as healthy as possible.

“Yes, I’m perfectly fine.”

Come to think of it, perhaps it was due to my transmigration into this body, but I didn’t feel the frailty Yani described at all.

In fact, I even felt a surge of strength.

Moreover, a question had been bothering me: now that I had taken over this body, controlling it completely, where had its original consciousness—the girl named Airi-something-or-other—gone?

And what had become of my original body?

These were all matters worth pondering.

As I was lost in these thoughts, head bowed, Yani’s voice suddenly reached my ears.

“Ah, Count Paritch, you’ve come again today?”

‘Hmm? Who is the young maid talking to?’

I instinctively looked up and saw a young man, quite presentable with neatly combed golden hair, approaching with a smile.

After greeting us with “Good day, ladies,” he actually opened his arms and moved to embrace me!

‘Holy hell, is this guy gay?’

Without a moment’s hesitation, my veins throbbed.

I lifted my foot, completely disregarding my appearance in the Western dress, and delivered a swift kick to the golden-haired man’s face.

The imprint of my flat shoe was left clearly on his cheek as he stumbled back, sprawling onto the ground.

At the same time, I turned to Yani.

“Who is that guy?”

Yani’s expression remained unchanged, still smiling.

She said, “He is Mr. Lance Paritch Aud Horrisman, the eldest son and Count of the Paritch family. He is your fiancé.”

“Wh-what?!”

I exclaimed, simultaneously planting my foot squarely on the golden-haired man’s face.