It's Overwhelmingly Convenient That the Female Lead Has Darkened - Chapter 44

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It was incredibly comfortable having the female lead turn to the dark side.
#44
“Wow, he really is Chester.”
Daisy found herself marveling aloud.
How on earth had they rendered him so perfectly?
He looked exactly as she’d pictured him.
Watching a character she’d only imagined while reading the Original Work come alive before her eyes—it never stopped feeling strange.
As if this place were some kind of real world.
“Stop dodging the question.”
Chester cut through Daisy’s thoughts, his tone sharp with irritation.
“You’ve been ignoring me for days, and now you act like you know me?”
“Ignoring you?”
“Drop the nonsense and answer my question. What are you doing right now?”
Chester’s voice was razor-edged.
And Daisy belatedly recalled the defining trait of one Chester Sablehart.
‘Oh, that’s right.’
Chester Sablehart.
A notorious rake known to flirt with anything in a skirt.
His hobby was picking fights with Daisy over everything.
Like right now, for instance.
“Making conversation with that lunatic. I keep saying you’re stupid, so do you actually leave your brain at home? What was that paper earlier? What did that bastard write?”
……
In the Original Work—which could be read as “Daisy’s Miserable Life Story” or titled “Is the Academy Always This Rundown?”—Chester had always needled her like this.
And every time, Daisy had been wounded.
Because Chester’s jabs felt like he was saying:
‘I can’t believe someone as stupid as you shares my blood.’
That Daisy hadn’t hesitated or questioned it—that she’d rushed into an early marriage with that wretch—part of that was on him.
‘Daisy only wanted a family.’
But none of the three men—her father and her brothers—had given her that.
“Speak up. If you want to be a Sablehart, act like one for once.”
If you want to be a Sablehart.
Such an odd way to phrase it.
She’d been born a Sablehart; naturally, she was a Sablehart.
Yet Chester spoke as if behaving certain ways would make her ineligible, as if she’d lose the name.
And those words had begun to corrode her.
Daisy had learned to scrutinize her every choice.
Is this Sablehart-like?
Or is that more Sablehart-like?
Of course, there was never an answer.
How could there be?
What they actually wanted wasn’t ‘the genuine Daisy who acts like a true Sablehart’—it was just ‘Daisy who shuts up and does as she’s told.’
Daisy’s expression went cold as she remembered the Original Work.
Unaware of the shift, Chester pressed on.
“Have you even considered how difficult it would be for our house if word spreads in the Social Circle that you’re on good terms with Ardelon?”
But Daisy and Kwon Do-yo were different.
Daisy had believed in family; Kwon Do-yo did not.
For someone who had lived more than twenty years without one, family was hardly a thing of consequence.
“Of course I haven’t.”
Daisy—or rather, Kwon Do-yo—replied.
“…What?”
Chester’s face twisted as if he hadn’t heard her correctly.
Had it really been so impossible to hear?
Daisy shrugged.
It was the truth, wasn’t it?
“I haven’t. And honestly, whether I’m on good terms with Ardelon or not doesn’t matter.”
Daisy exhaled sharply before continuing.
“Not when you’re not going to treat me like family anyway.”
Silence fell between them.
She’d known this was coming.
But she had no intention of softening her words.
From the moment Kwon Do-yo realized she had become Daisy, she had truly wanted to say this.
“My family doesn’t care about me, so why should I care about them?”
……
Chester’s mouth fell open, then closed.
It opened again, only to close once more.
‘Like a goldfish,’ she thought.
A delinquent pretty-boy goldfish.
Daisy regarded him with an indifferent gaze.
While Daisy had yearned for a family that would protect her forever, Kwon Do-yo knew a better path.
Before returning to the original world, Kwon Do-yo intended to survive by any means necessary.
And she would show Daisy how to live on alone.
A way to find happiness without the existence of family.
“So don’t worry about someone like me, Chester Sablehart.”
She had no intention of calling this ten-year-old her older brother.
Daisy lifted her head and smiled brightly with sincerity.
“Just answer the way you always do if anyone asks.”
In the Original Work, Daisy had crumbled upon hearing these words.
But Kwon Do-yo cannot be wounded by them.
“‘Daisy Sablehart? Why would someone like that be my sister?'”
……
Chester’s face registered shock.
He was so handsome that even that expression looked cinematic.
Thinking so, Daisy turned away without hesitation and slipped out of the corridor.
For some reason, her chest felt oddly tight, but she ignored it.
* * *
……
Daisy Sablehart was not merely strange.
She had become decidedly, thoroughly strange.
So thought Chester, standing rooted to the corridor as if nailed in place.
Until she ignored him at the Bear Labyrinth Dormitory, he had assumed she was merely sulking.
Of course, it was odd that Daisy Sablehart sulked at all.
But people sometimes do things they’ve never done before.
Yet that she would actually talk back to him…….
That she would deny family itself — he could never have imagined it.
What in the world was wrong?
Chester felt wronged.
He had only said what he always said.
He was simply trying to warn her.
That Ardelon was dangerous.
As if it weren’t enough that his birth mother was mad, the young duke had somehow acquired a crazed wolf summon — naturally he was dangerous!
So…….
I was only…….
“……Chester? What are you doing here?”
A friend passing through the corridor spotted Chester standing vacant and placed a hand on his shoulder with a question.
“Why, do you have another crush on a new student or… hey, what’s wrong with you?”
The friend, who had leaned in with a glib chuckle, soon asked in confusion.
This was because Chester’s blue eyes trembled, filled with a tumult of emotions.
Chester’s lips slowly parted.
“I…….”
‘Just answer the way you always do if anyone asks. ‘Daisy Sablehart? Why would someone like that be my sister?”
“I’ve never thought that, damn it!”
“Hey, I, I’m sorry. I mean, new students pass through this corridor a lot, so I just… are you angry?”
His friend’s hurried excuses went unheard.
Chester merely stood with an unsteady gaze fixed on the direction where Daisy had vanished.
What in the world… was happening?
* * *
In the afternoon, after all classes had ended.
Daisy walked the corridor, humming without quite realizing it.
With Chester dealt with as well, her spirits soared.
‘If he tries to pick a fight even after I said all that, he’s not human at all.’
It was deeply satisfying, the way people were disappearing from Daisy’s life exactly as they should.
Of course, living under the same roof meant she couldn’t avoid them entirely.
Still, Daisy was determined to stay out of their way as much as possible.
“I’ll stay at the Academy through the break.”
Most nobles typically climbed into carriages sent by their families the moment the spring holiday began, heading home.
But for commoners, the Academy was usually far better than home, so most remained behind.
Daisy, aside from the brief spring break, had always trudged back to the mansion reluctantly.
This time, though, she intended to stay here at the Academy for the duration.
And if she could find some work to do in the meantime, all the better.
With those thoughts, Daisy passed through the gates and stepped into Seimyeor Forest.
Though dusk was falling outside, the pristine white of Seimyeor Forest glowed as brightly as midday, as always.
That was precisely why she’d chosen this place, despite the danger of polar bears.
At least she’d be able to see where an attack was coming from.
Gulp.
Stepping into the forest, the tension began to creep in.
No matter that she lived in the world of a book with no sense of reality, inhabiting someone else’s story—she was still an ordinary modern person at heart.
Which meant confronting a wolf wasn’t something to be taken lightly.
Not that this would be her first time facing one….
…
The memory of that first encounter—which had been hardly better than animal abuse—made Daisy fall quiet despite herself.
“No, wait.”
She lifted her head sharply, forcing the solemnity away.
“Anything’s better than disappearing.”
Caw.
At that moment, the Black Raven burst from her chest, its agreement marked by a strangled cry.
“I didn’t call you. Go back.”
Caw.
“Why won’t my own summon listen to me?”
Screech.
But the Black Raven made no move to retreat.
It simply settled on her shoulder, emitting sounds that, no matter how you listened, were hardly pleasant to the ear.
“Fine, fine.”
Daisy sighed, letting her shoulders rise and fall in acceptance.
She’d need to summon it anyway.
If she couldn’t completely subdue the wolf on her own, she’d need the Black Raven’s help.
The fact that its help involved transforming into a wolf was another matter entirely….
Deliberately pushing that concern from her mind, Daisy arrived at the clearing.
Someone was already there, waiting.
Felix.

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