Deadline Is Raining in the Status Window - Chapter 306

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Is she asking me to play matchmaker for her? As I asked uncertainly, Cecilia nodded as if it were only natural.
“Besides me, you’re the one who knows this kid best, aren’t you, Evan? You have a wide network too.”
“Bachelor, just how friendless are you?”
Shut up.
No, just because I’ve known him for a few years, I’m supposed to be one of the people who knows the Bachelor well? I don’t even know the Bachelor’s name after all this time?
The Bachelor asked worriedly if Four was being bullied at the Imperial Palace, and the man suddenly jumped up from his seat, gripping a fork and knife.
Stop nagging me. Even if you poke me with that, not a drop of my blood will come out, and if the Bachelor finds out, he’ll be really shocked.
“If possible, I’d prefer demi-humans.”
“Ooh, how symbolic.”
Cecilia has been on a pro-Demi-human line since her days as Crown Princess, so if her close associate marries a Demi-human, it symbolically reinforces that her stance is still valid—which is good. I’ve also made some commitments to the Demi-humans, so I’d be pleased if this marriage talk comes to fruition. However, if we’re talking about maintaining symbolism, Cecilia would be better suited for this than the Bachelor.
“Wouldn’t it look better if the Emperor himself married a demi-human rather than just his close associates?”
“If that’s the case, we need to get Rael’s consent.”
“Oh, you’re domestic.”
My younger sibling married well. I’m proud. As for Rael, there’s no need to worry. If his partner doesn’t meet his standards in appearance, he won’t be interested anyway, and if she’s pretty, he’ll just welcome her.
Let me see… if I’m looking for someone who would match well with Cecilia in terms of color coordination…
“….”
It’s Hubert.
“….”
Of course Gerth will object, and he’ll make a fuss saying she’s still young. I think it’s best to exclude Hubert. First, let’s arrange a match for the Bachelor.
“Is a widowed woman okay too?”
“Since this is my first marriage, I wish my partner would also be getting married for the first time.”
“Hmm, then only alcoholics would be left.”
“Why do all the women around you look like that?”
Why are all the women around me like this? They’re all kind and pretty. They just have some minor flaws—like having experienced bereavement, being an alcoholic, being the head of an Assassination Family, or being a concept-obsessed idiot trying to date a hundred men. Come to think of it, Reina Letem isn’t just a minor flaw but definitely problematic. But aside from Reina Letem, everyone else is perfectly fine.
“But Lakne is really well-behaved. She has a good personality, she’s pretty, and her hobby is weaving, so she’s not extreme.”
“Hmm, if it’s not divorce but widowhood, then there might be room to reconsider.”
When I rattled off Lakne’s profile, the Bachelor seemed intrigued and asked if she had experienced widowhood—how it happened. Well, so, my ex-husband, after the child was born, he… to Lakne…
“I got caught.”
“….”
By the laws of nature.
“Are you telling me to get married and die?”
“If you don’t have kids, you won’t be able to eat?”
From the start, our biology is different, so we can’t have children anyway, right? So there shouldn’t be a problem. Gerth and I couldn’t have children the conventional way either. If you happen to want a second generation, you can consult with Cha Cha at Evan’s House or a wizard in that field.
“Is there not a single normal woman out there?”
“Even though Wenri likes alcohol, it’s fine because he drinks responsibly.”
“An alcoholic would do.”
Well, it’s true that Wenri is certainly unsuitable for marriage. You’d have to put up with his habit of mixing tea into his alcohol, and you’d have to clean up his room which is like a garbage dump. I don’t think a bachelor could keep up with all that.
“The Machine King has too much of an age gap.”
“I’d prefer to limit it to living beings.”
Hmm, Lakne really does seem like the best choice. To highlight her virtues, I mentioned how she’d woven the fabric for my Academy uniform. Cecilia responded positively to that.
“If you speak so highly of her, I should meet her at least once.”
“As you wish, Your Majesty.”
“Why is that guy trying to marry her instead of just living with Cecilia?”
When I blurted out my honest thoughts, the Bachelor hurled a knife at me. I caught it between two fingers, preserving his innocence. If he saw the knife bounce off my skin with a metallic twang, he’d be shocked.
“Strike while the iron’s hot. Let’s go.”
“What?”
“My goodness.”
After confirming everyone had finished their Bunny Land meal, I stacked Cecilia on top of the Bachelor, then Seian and Mark Two on top of Cecilia, and shouted “Return!” The rest—the attendants and Mark Three—had agreed to take the train back on their own, so I had no concerns. They were probably just startled by the sudden departure.
“Whoa! Mother!”
“Please give us advance notice when you’re coming back!”
And now the demi-humans were surprised by this sudden arrival. I deposited the Imperial Palace residents at the top floor of the Serpent King’s Tower, then summoned Hubert to explain the situation.
“It’s a blind date! We’re preparing for a blind date right now, you fools!”
“Everyone! Mother has brought back new content for us!”
They were all excited. The Serpent King’s Tower never runs short of new content, but we’ve been lacking in romance-related material. As the Ten Thousand Demon King, that’s something I need to reflect on. If I ensure their welfare, they’ll have time to pursue relationships.
“Bring out the tables! We need to record this! Obero’s adjacent room is overflowing with filming equipment!”
“Evan. What should I do?”
“We’ve had our meal, so I’d like you to handle dessert, Gerth!”
“Understood.”
That should be enough setup. The demi-humans who missed Lakne’s blind date event while on business trips will be disappointed, so I made sure not to miss recording this one.
“Are blind dates usually conducted this publicly?”
“You all wanted to enjoy Seian’s first night as a dinner show.”
Openness about private life is a royal duty. If you’re Schrödinger’s royalty, it’s a path you must inevitably walk. As I rattled on, Cecilia, who had been listening quietly, nodded in agreement.
“That makes sense.”
“Yes!”
“Damn.”
Now that I think about it, back in Korea there were public blind date shows, dating shows with partner swaps, and they were all the rage. I wonder if more series came out after that? Since everyone’s obsessed with other people’s love lives, there probably were shows about divorcees and senior dating by category. I should ask the Machine King or Ursu later if I can watch them.
“You lot! You need to explain what’s happening before dragging them along!”
The blind date setup was progressing smoothly. The arthropod layer’s lord, being dragged along by his subordinates, entered Leri’s makeup room.
From my explanation and the atmosphere, the Bachelor seemed to have figured something out, and he asked while looking toward the makeup room.
“Is it… her?”
“Yes.”
“Ahem, well.”
He seemed pleased with her appearance. The Bachelor cleared his throat excessively while searching for a mirror to tidy his hair. Honestly, I was annoyed.
“Stop fidgeting nervously and sit still. Leri will do your hair and makeup too.”
“Ahem, I see.”
And every time you clear your throat, it’s obvious how much you’re anticipating this. Stop showing it so obviously, or your blind date will run away.
“Ahem, well, no, that’s not—”
Bachelor is gradually breaking down. It’s amusing, but it leaves a bad taste in my mouth.
“Next! Come in, please!”
As expected, it’s Leri. Incredibly fast. And the results are exceptional too. How did he manage to braid that updo in such a short time?
“You’re next. Go on, Bachelor!”
“Ahem.”
He shouldn’t be clearing his throat like that.
As Bachelor entered Leri’s makeup studio, he crossed paths with Lakne—their greeting awkward, their passing equally strained. It was endearingly clumsy, but it irritated me.
If Rael carried on like that, I’d probably find it cute. It’s not that Bachelor reminds me of my sibling… so why does it bother me?
“Ah.”
If Reina Letem were doing this, I’d be furious. So that’s it—Bachelor held the same rank in my heart as Reina Letem. I owe Bachelor an apology.
“Wow!”
“Look at this, darling! My masterpiece!”
It took longer than with Lakne, but Leri’s hands remained swift. Yet it was unmistakable—Leri had invested more effort in Bachelor. Such a willful colt with such definitive tastes.
Leri seemed to adore updos; Bachelor’s hair was styled in one too, though the approach differed from Lakne’s.
If Lakne embodied Western elegance, Bachelor radiated Eastern grace. Though it appeared casually arranged, the number of black hairpins threaded through the strands revealed meticulous craftsmanship—a perfectly rounded, authentic updo. The simplicity of the hairstyle meant the ornamental pins served as focal points, rendered extraordinarily elaborate. Jade-crafted, adorned with something resembling a trembling ornament.
Since Lakne typically wore modified traditional dress and Bachelor was dressed in formal Imperial attire, the careful coordination ensured the two styles could harmonize seamlessly.

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