In the ga, it was ntioned that Liyana harbored little to no affection for Riley, so a part of clung to that hope when we first t-that perhaps I could slip under her radar and avoid drawing too much attention from her.
But to my surprise, she not only took an interest in but openly displayed her affection for
.
Haha... A part of dared to entertain the notion of the positives that such an opportunity presented.
After all, how often does one get the chance to experience youthful love with soone so breathtakingly beautiful?
I should have been the luckiest man alive, shouldn't I?
But alas, fate had other plans for -plans that were as cruel as they were inevitable.
From the mont our paths crossed, I was inexorably bound to her, my destiny irrevocably entwined with hers.
My fate? To et my demise at her hands.
Hers? To either beco the partner of the protagonist in this world or to bring about its ultimate destruction, depending on the path the protagonist chose.
I used to think that isekai stories were all about wonder, cheats, and harems.
But why did I end up with the short end of the stick?
Why am I stuck with the world's most powerful yandere, of all things?
It seed like a cruel joke.
Haah... a part of was tempted to give up, to end my life right then and there in a desperate bid to return to my original world. But deep down, I knew such thoughts were foolish, futile
even.
Especially when faced with this.
[Status:]
[Riley Hell]
[Race: Human]
[Level-7]
[Strength: F]
[Agility: D]
[Endurance: D]
[Luck: 0]
[Power: F]
[Skill info....]
[Invalid no skills found]
[Special Traits]
[Crazy Magnet]
[Description: Evil people will have a certain liking to you]
[Overview: A person who's fated to be surrounded with happiness]
Just the sight of this neatly arranged status window in front of filled with a seething rage.
How in the actual fuck was I supposed to be a person destined or fated to be surrounded with happiness? And what the hell was that "Crazy Magnet" skill?
I had never heard or seen anything like it in the ga.
Was it even a real thing?
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The re thought of it made my blood boil.
The notion that evil people would have a certain liking to -well, that explained a lot, didn't it? It was probably one of the main factors as to why Liyana had fallen for in the first place.
Truly, even my supposed "skill" supported my role as a villain's fiancé. It was almost laughable, if it weren't so utterly infuriating.
An almost all-F status with the occasional D... My luck wasn't even labeled in letters but an actual zero. Ha-ha, I want to cry.
Trash. Disposable. That's what this status ant, just by looking at it.
It's been almost ten whole years since I started living in this world. Yet, my stats remained stagnant, unchanging no matter how much I trained or attempted to build up muscle.
Riley may have been designed as a disposable character, hence the lack of strength, but this was my new reality.
Shouldn't I have at least so sort of cheat or advantage?
I an, isn't that what transmigrators, reincarnators, regressors, and the like always have? So why couldn't I have one?
Sighing heavily, I pushed myself up from the comfort of my bed and hurriedly made my way to the bathroom.
It was still super early in the morning, the sun hadn't even risen yet, but I couldn't afford to waste any more ti lanting over my unfortunate circumstances.
"Today is the day."
[Mission: Attend the Academy]
As I glanced to my side, a golden screen materialized, distinct from the usual blue ones.
These were the mission screens, a unique feature that only appeared when the mysterious system had a task in store for .
I didn't fully comprehend the purpose of these missions, but I had a hunch they were designed to keep on track with the main scenario of this world.
When the status screen first appeared before nearly eight years ago, the initial mission it bestowed upon was simple: "Live and be happy."
But as ti passed, the missions beca progressively more specific, culminating in the task of making Liyana fall for -a challenge I surprisingly managed to accomplish, despite awfully tying my best to ignore her.
Now, faced with yet another mission, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of apprehension. Honestly, I wanted nothing more than to ignore these missions altogether, but I had learned the hard way that defying the system's directives ca with consequences. ...Around four months ago, I diverged from my mission of giving Liyana the love she needed and went astray to rescue and help my favorite heroine.
However, I was t with constant ringing noises in my head, rendering unable to focus on the task at hand.
Fortunately, the protagonist listened to my instructions well and managed to save her in
ti.
But the consequences were dire—a certified bad luck ending, as Liyana made sure to solidify our connection by officially making her fiancé.
Although I had hoped and prayed for that one thing to never co to pass, even though the
chances were fairly low, my own greed had won out.
Now, I would likely be stuck with her for the rest of my already counted life.
[Warning: A consecutive fail in missions will result in a bad end.]
Not to ntion the warnings it personally gave .
Seriously, I'm not the goddamn protagonist, so why burden with missions, huh?
Whoever or whatever entity it was that transmigrated here, they were surely sadistic in
nature.
Well, no use thinking too much about all of this now...
There were a bunch of things that I liked, but what I liked the most were... happy endings. No
matter what, I would get my happy ending.
"Oh, Riley, you're here."
A burly man with a crooked beard greeted outside before enveloping in a bear hug. Despite his intimidating appearance, he was probably the gentlest person in our family-my current father and the count, the head of our household.
Count Leto Hell.
He looked positively elated as he tousled my hair.
Well, considering his child was about to embark on the journey to the academy, hailed as the most prestigious and noble learning institution in the world, any father would be happy. "Seriously, Riley, I'm so proud of you, man. To think my cute boy is about to beco a man now. Haha, Kirsta and I really raised you well"
I just nodded and smiled at his proud remark.... As soone who grew up with a divorced parents the loving and caring atmosphere the count and mother gave was really.... Weird and surreal at the sa ti? it was a truly foreign yet comfortable feeling for .
"I know you don't like to chit-chat, but let give you one piece of advice so listen well.... never ever get into a fight with soone of higher status than you ok? Trust , it will be more peaceful that way." He said with a hearty laugh, a look of nostalgia crossing his face.
He then let go of his hug, scanning from head to toe. "Did you see Lady Liyana?"
"Not yet..." I replied.
"You should go see her before you go. She was awfully sad yesterday when she ca to visit,
knowing you would be gor
today."
I knew that all too well. After all, that woman almost tied up in bed to never let go. Fortunately, Mother ca just in ti and saved from that awful fate.
"I'll do that."
Hearing my reply, the count smiled and patted my back before pushing forward.
"Ah, before you go, Riley..."
"?" I turned around to face the count, curious about what he had to say.
A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes as he leaned in slightly. "Never cheat."
"..." I paused, taken aback by his unexpected advice.
"Hahaha, I know that look," he chuckled. "But honestly, that's probably the one thing you
always have to rember."
"Do you really think I would cheat?"
With a knowing smile, the count chuckled again, his mory of my fiancée clearly crossing
his mind.
"I'm going now."
"Take care." Stepping into the prepared carriage waiting outside the gates, I couldn't shake off the weight
of the count's words. I had two years to prepare...
Two years until Liyana entered the academy, sealing my fate.
No matter what, I had to find a way to escape the destiny that awaited .
'My happy ending.... Don't worry we will et soon'
"Young master, should we make our way towards the duke's castle?" the coachman outside
asked, seemingly concerned if I wanted to et with Liyana.
"No, head straight into the city, please."
"But..." he started to say sothing but soon stopped, understanding the delicate balance of
expressing opinions towards nobles.
Haah... he didn't really have to worry. Knowing Liyana, she was probably already at the
mages' association waiting for there. Going to the duchy would just be a waste of ti.
Sure, enough there she was... sitting alone in one of the free chairs.
No one dared to sit right beside her; her aura of grace and beauty made people around her look
at her in awe.
Crossing her legs while sipping on so tea she read through her newspaper ignoring
everyone around her...
Where did she even get that tea here?
"Liyana..."
After calling out to her, her eyes finally landed upon . The bored look she had just a while
ago was completely gone.
"Darling~" Her voice rippled in the empty air, making all the guys around look at with
lightning in their eyes.
Intentional or not, this woman was bound to be the death of .
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