Prologue

Before me stood a tiny boy, young and small, with fluffy hair.

His cheeks are rosy and flushed, like the cheeks of a young boy from a wealthy family, and his blue eyes glisten like scales upon a lake.

Indeed, he is very lovely as he is, but when he grows up, he will be the most handsome man on the continent.

It’s not just his looks that are unusual.

This child can be anything.

Whatever he really wants to be.

Because he’s the king of the world.

“Ah, ah, good morning, Belinda.”

Even though he’s nervous and sticks his neck out like a meerkat, Leo was adorable today.

I smiled as innocently as I could at Leo, who would be even cuter tomorrow than he was today.

´Yeah, my Leo must have had a good night’s sleep.´

I wanted to reply with that …….

“Hmph, judging from your drowsy face, it seems you slept very well last night.”

My mouth spat out the sarcastic words on its own accord.

The child’s face turned sullen, like a puppy with drooping ears.

The sight of it made my blood run cold, but I steeled myself and gestured to the door.

Leo fidgeted with his hands clasped in front of him, watching me with wide eyes, before he stumbled out of the room.

Thud.

It wasn’t until the door was closed and I was alone that my aristocratically stiff back slumped.

I nibbled at the tip of the fan, but finally gave in to my frustration and plunged into bed, kicking at the air.

Damn Belinda!

“I like him, so why won’t you let me tell him I like him!”

As I screamed, the system window flashed in my vision.

[Synchronisation in progress].

It has been a month since I entered the game.

And yet, today, I still found myself verbally abusing the protagonist.

This meant that at this rate, my death ending would be nailed down and the game would change genres from a game about healing to a game about killing.