Prologue

“I’m going to choose the male lead.”

At those words, the two young ladies put down their teacups.

The Regretful Fleeing Heroine asked seriously.

“Is he handsome?”

In response, I lowered my gaze and nodded.

The Childcare Munchkin Protagonist sipped her milk, her eyes sharpening.

“If it’s the young lady’s taste … silver-haired with blue eyes?”

I shook my head quietly.

“He has black hair and red eyes.”

A hush fell over the dessert cafe.

The two young ladies across from me leaned closer to the table, as if demanding something more from me. The younger one, with the deadly proportions of a preschooler, crossed her legs in the air.

“How old is he?”

“He’s five years older than me.”

This time, the Regretful Fleeing Heroine’s eyes twinkled.

“What does he do?”

“He’s the Grand Duke of the North.”

[Thud.]

A sound effect was clearly heard.

“You’re talking about the man who took the second place in the Male Lead Popularity Poll a few days ago?”

“Beastlike appearance and not-so-gentlemanly Grand Duke of the North, Ellen Kaield?”

I flinched at the additional words, but nodded, assuming she was reciting the information from the status window.

“How did you meet him?”

The Regretful Fleeing Heroine asked cautiously.

“He came to ask me to marry him yesterday, promising to end my long-standing unrequited love…..”

As I rubbed my temples and said that, the expressions of the two young ladies slightly distorted.

I sighed and cleared up their doubts.

“That’s right. I have #misunderstanding as my keyword.”

The silence fell in an instant. They seemed to pity my situation where I was given a difficult keyword.

However, I wasn’t sad.

As I watched the street outside the window, I spoke softly.

“He’s going to give me the building on this street.”

“This Ezhina Street?”

Ezhina Street is a street of dessert cafes along the Ezhina River. If we compare it to reality, it’s similiar to a land in the Dosan Café Street in Gangnam. It is a place full of buildings worth tens of billions of won.

“Yes. It’s a wedding present.”

But there was a problem with the Northern Grand Duke.

My throat burned as I tried to say it.

“But he said he had no experience.”

“…….”

“He will study hard for my satisfaction, so he asked me how to do it … haa, what should I say?”

“By any chance…”

“You’re right. I also have the keyword #Virgin.”

Kiiek.

There was the sound of chairs being pushed. The Regretful Fleeing Heroine and The Childcare Munchkin Protagonist had woken up at the same time.

The two female protagonists gave me a standing ovation with a stiff face that reminds me of the North Korean leader. I was taken aback by the clear sound that shook my eardrums, but the younger lady jumped up and down.

“I’m sure! Our wicked young Lady has picked up an S-Class Hidden Male Lead!”

It’s been three months since I possessed this X-like setting.

It seems like I managed to pick up an S-Class Hidden Male Lead by accident.