Let’s Tame The Crazy Heroine - Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

As I stared at the system window in shock, the old man waved his hand in front of my eyes.

“What is it. Tell me.”

“Uncle, prepare yourself mentally.”

The old man nodded indifferently.

I moved any dangerous objects as far away as possible in case of an emergency, took a deep breath, and answered.

“The ending is… getting together with the male leads…”

As soon as I finished speaking, I glanced at the old man’s reaction.

Surprisingly, the old man’s expression seemed fine.

Maybe it would be okay?

I was filled with hope.

“What do you mean by getting together. Do I just need to marry them?”

Ah, he didn’t understand.

The old man’s eyes blazed as if he would immediately catch one of the male leads alive and marry them if that’s all it took.

If only we could see the ending that easily.

But the conclusion of the IF side story was…

“It’s just a guess, but you’ll probably need to confirm each other’s true feelings.”

[Correct.]

“So I have to genuinely like one of those male protagonist whatever guys?”

“Probably…?”

As soon as I nodded slightly, the old man climbed up onto the windowsill.

I wondered what he was doing as I watched, then hurriedly grabbed his waist when he was about to fall.

“I’d rather die.”

“Calm down, Uncle.”

“I’m not gay!”

“I know! But Beatrice is a girl!”

“So what! I’m a man in his 50s!”

As if he really intended to jump, the old man shifted his weight below the windowsill.

I struggled to hold onto his waist and endured.

He died from being stabbed, so he has no fear!

After struggling for a while, I finally succeeded in dragging the old man back into the room.

Seeing me collapsed on the floor, the old man said something about my terrible stamina, but I couldn’t hear it.

It was obvious what would happen to this world that was preparing for destruction when the protagonist acted differently from the original if the protagonist disappeared.

“If you die, I die too. So please stop talking about dying.”

I pleaded while tightly holding the old man’s hand.

My plan to raid the Count’s Family’s money and enjoy a second happy life hadn’t even been executed yet.

Therefore, I couldn’t die yet.

The life of a wealthy unemployed person. I would definitely achieve it.

The old man looked at my desperate eyes, clicked his tongue, and lay down on the floor.

“I wouldn’t die falling from this height anyway. I’d just break a leg or something.”

The old man looked up at the ceiling and eventually ruffled his hair in irritation.

“Having to like men. What a fate…”

The old man stroked his cheek with one hand and sighed.

Fortunately, he seemed to have given up on the idea of dying.

“I’ll do my best to help you.”

“I doubt it’ll work just because you help…”

“It will work. Just trust me.”

I had 10 years of experience with romance fantasy novels.

Making one old man act like a female protagonist.

It wouldn’t be a piece of cake, but I was still confident.

Though the old man connecting hearts with the male leads was another problem entirely.

Anyway, I would somehow prevent the world’s destruction and enjoy my second happy life.

“But what do these male lead guys do.”

“Oh, about that.”

I looked around and brought paper and pen that were scattered on the desk.

[Male Protagonist 1. Michael Roten.

Crown Prince.

Characteristics: Subtly authoritative. Currently shows the aspect of a lover, but later becomes trash by using his status to suppress Beatrice, kidnapping and confining her. ※Caution Required※

Male Protagonist 2. Raymond Wischurs.

Duke.

Characteristics: Gentlemanly but later gets influenced by the Crown Prince and becomes trash #2. The person Uncle hit at the Spring Welcoming Party.

Male Protagonist 3. Shamal.

Mage.

Characteristics: Self-deprecating + timid man. Hovers around Beatrice. Might be the hardest to capture because he lacks courage?]

That was roughly the summary.

When I showed the old man what I wrote on paper, he stared at it intently and soon frowned deeply.

“Are you saying I have to get together with all three of them?”

“Um… That’s…”

The conclusion of the IF side story had three routes where Beatrice gets together with the Crown Prince, Duke, and Mage respectively…

If she truly loves just one of them, wouldn’t we be able to see the ending?

[Correct.]

“Fortunately, it seems you only need to get together with one person.”

I sighed with relief inwardly.

It would have been difficult if we had to capture three people, but just one seemed manageable.

Unlike me, the old man’s expression became even more serious.

“Ugh…”

The old man looked at the paper as if he had a headache.

I watched him and brought out another piece of paper to start writing about the original story events I remembered.

Sword competition, hunting competition, ship party, etc.

Among them, the first event to occur would be…

“The First Princess’s Tea Party.”

I pondered deeply.

If I sent the old man to the First Princess’s Tea Party in this state, it would only bring the world’s destruction closer.

After much deliberation, I decided to completely transform the old man into a perfect lady before the tea party.

For that…

“Female protagonist lessons will be necessary.”

It seemed my excellent lectures would be needed.

I had a feeling I would be very busy soon.

“Well, I’ll be going now.”

The old man, who had been sitting blankly staring into space, got up when I said I was leaving and personally escorted me to the door.

“I’ll come again tomorrow.”

“Do as you please.”

“And stop causing disturbances.”

The old man picked at his ear with his finger as if my nagging was bothersome.

Really.

“Rest well.”

I left the room with the old man behind me, and soon encountered several pairs of eyes watching me from in front of the door.

Women who appeared to be maids serving the Marquis and Beatrice were all looking at me with faces full of emotion.

What’s this.

I hesitated for a moment, then closed the door and came out to the hallway.

Then the marquis suddenly grabbed my hand.

“No matter what we tried, we couldn’t calm Beatrice down.”

Ah.

In other words, since Beatrice’s sudden change, I was the only person who had managed to calm her down.

I finally understood why they were looking at me with those eyes.

“How on earth did you do it, René?”

“Um… The power of friendship? I suppose…”

I awkwardly rolled my eyes and mumbled vaguely.

The power of friendship my ass. It was just because we were both possessors that we could communicate.

“I see, of course.”

However, the marquis seemed to believe my excuse.

He held my hand and thanked me several times, then his eyes reddened and he even showed tears.

“René, I know it’s shameless to ask, but could you come stay at our house for a while? I’d like you to help Beatrice until she recovers her memory.”

Perfect.

I needed to meet with her daily anyway to conduct lessons if I was going to make that uncle into a proper heroine.

I firmly grasped the marquis’s hand and showed him a gentle smile.

“Of course. I’ll help however I can. She’s my friend, after all.”

“Thank you so much, René. Thank you.”

The marquis seemed genuinely moved and told me to request anything I needed.

Jackpot. The marquis’ household was even wealthier than Sauver County.

Under the pretext of helping Beatrice, I could pocket a hefty sum.

I hummed a tune the entire carriage ride back.

Count Ulver looked at me strangely for seeming so cheerful when my childhood friend had gone mad, but I ignored him.

* * *

It’s too cold.

After being in Beatrice’s warm bedroom and returning to my room that felt like an ice cave, the cold was even more keenly felt.

I looked toward where the pile of firewood should be stacked to add more logs, but of course there was no firewood there.

Louis is really going too far.

I shivered and pulled the blanket over my head.

I had been trembling from the cold for quite a while when—

“Miss, the count will be returning home soon.”

A maid knocked on the door and politely informed me.

I removed the blanket I had unceremoniously pulled over myself.

The count probably wouldn’t care even if I wasn’t there anyway.

Though I thought this, I dutifully received help from the maids to braid my hair and prepare to greet the count.

When I went down to the first floor, Louis and his servants were already waiting there.

I scowled and stood across from Louis.

Louis didn’t even acknowledge me when he saw me, openly ignoring me instead.

Meanwhile, he looked like he had been drinking tea somewhere warm, with color in his cheeks.

While he made me shiver in that ice-cold room.

“The count is entering!”

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