Charlotte is a love child who lived in the countryside.... more>>

For years, she dedicated her affection to her weak childhood friend, a powerless prince.

She was the person who worked on tirelessly to eliminate his enemies.

And yet, Albert, who was finally crowned king, quietly sentenced:

“Immobilize her and lock her in the prison. Exterminate her whole family to serve as discipline.” <<less

Round, heart-shaped face, plump body, and wings unable to fly.
Connie Heart, a penguin divine being who has yet to awaken, was born with the mission of 'Salvation.'... more>>

[Where am I?]

In order to explore her own life, Connie Heart set out on a journey with her plump body. The place she arrived at happened to be the fearsome Barun Mountain, known for swarming evolved monsters.
There, Connie Heart encounters numerous monsters...

"Kikikiki! This lush and thick hair, free from worries about hair loss! Oh, my handsome face!"

Connie Heart, who considers herself the penguin's head, and

"Eek! Sir, my bones are broken again!"

The absurd and feeble skeleton legion, and

"Ogre, if you eat a human, you'll gain weight. If you gain weight, Duraan will be upset. But I want to eat."

Ogres always revealing their desire for food, and

"Fhuhahaha! Yety is flying! Everyone, move aside, kyahaha!"

The small and fluffy Yety, and

"Hweeee! The chameleon took my eyes, nose, and mouth again! My eyes, my nose!"

The snowman who always cries after losing eyes, nose, and mouth. Today, the paradise of creatures where humans dare not tread, Barun Mountain, is a bit strange and quite peaceful.

[This is bad. I need to escape quickly.]

Now serving as Duraan's head, Connie Heart sighed deeply.

"...... Head."

However, it wasn't just the baby penguin Connie Heart whose fate was tied to Barun Mountain. There was also a seriously cute seven-year-old boy. Dhiope, who made short sounds while hiding his identity.

"Is the head getting along with me? If I throw it away, it won't grow back, right? Because I'm a head collector."

But Connie Heart knows. That this little human, with maxed-out acting skills, is an ambitious and dangerous 18-year-old villain with plans to overthrow the world.

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"Dhiope. Are you okay?"

Attempting to lift the cloak to check his face, something from within pulled her with a strong grip.

It was only then that Connie Heart realized something was amiss. Under the unlit cliff, the arms encircling her waist were too sturdy.

The cloak moved slowly. It seemed as if it was contemplating or perhaps deliberately delaying time.

Then, with a rustle, a white and robust forearm emerged from the soft fabric. Broad shoulders and well-defined chest followed.

"Dhiope?"

It wasn't a child's body. Rising with undulating shoulders and well-sculpted muscles was something that...

"Dhiope?"

He was handsome.

Long, orderly eyebrows, a straight yet proud nose, clearly defined lips sealed tightly, eyes as chilling as the depths of the unknown. Beneath that, smooth, pale skin.

To Connie Heart, everything about him felt unfamiliar.

"Hello."

Even his simple voice.

"Nice to meet you, Heart." <<less

At least three years had passed.
Isabelle stayed alive during the time they were apart.
The one thing she really couldn’t do was die.
Because she had a lover that promised to marry her, Arno.... more>>

So she lived. She gritted her teeth and lived.
Even if she was made fun of or slapped by the King of the enemy country, she lived.
After arduous struggles, she finally met Arno,

“Isabelle, I hate you.”

The person she loved so much hated her.

With the same tongue that kissed his mistress, Arno uttered countless invectives.
Even so, Isabelle was still unable to stop loving him.

But her love was not infinite.
The more she looked at Arno, the more she crumbled.

By the time Isabelle could no longer ignore it,

"If I told you that I’d even risked my life for you, would you believe me, Isabelle?"

Arno’s love began once more. <<less

“Ah, what a mess… Ah, messssss.”... more>>

I was clearly killed by the sword of my former fiancé, but somehow ended up in a completely different place through dimensional travel. As a child, no less.

As someone who has never experienced genuine love, I find myself entangled in a family where I resemble the deceased wife of a duke.

I sway back and forth in the midst of this complicated family dynamic.

“This is a roasted glutinous rice cake.”

(My father, the Eastern Duke)

“It looks like a pumpkin rice cake, so cute. Where can we use it?”

(My older brother, who will become the future Eastern Duke)

“Hmm? Looks like there’s a rice cake with sweet bean filling on the trees in this garden.”

(My brother-in-law, who is also the Southern Duke)

“Just by looking at it, it’s a soft and squishy soybean powder-coated rice cake.”

(My great-grandfather, the Northern Duke)

“Where did this fluffy and chewy white rice cake roll down from? Do you want to marry my son?”

(Western Duke and also my future mother-in-law?)

Why on earth does rice cake exist in this darn world?

“Hic. Don’t know! Want some alcohol? I have lots.”

(Luffy, intoxicated by liquor chocolate)

Oh well, who cares? Since I’ve become a rice cake, might as well live like one.

With my handsome and dependable father who works outside, my cool older sister who rebels against our father without hesitation, my brother who supports the rebellion, my loving brother-in-law, and my nephew who wants to marry his aunt, not to mention the black cat, Ciel, who rolled over me while I was trying to take a nap. And even my extended family and my cousins.

“Call me nephew and make jokes. Don’t call me by my name.”

The family members who sprang up out of nowhere treat me so well that I can’t escape.

However, the royal family and the temple are trying to destroy me, the child of destruction, and kill me.

Hmph! Have they gone mad? Even though I died at such a young age, this is my third chance at life! It won’t be easy. <<less

Nadia Ingram was a Duke’s daughter who just wanted to be loved. At the behest of her family, she entered an arranged marriage with the arrogant and self-indulgent Marquis Edwin R. Elantz.... more>>

However, as she was trying to come to terms with her new life as a married woman, she somehow reunited with her ex-lover, Asheel Khurshid, who was Edwin’s knight.

This marriage, which she had wanted to be peaceful and uneventful, grew turbulent in the presence of the two men in her life.

* * *

“Don’t tell me you just got back from rolling around in bed with some other bastard? You smell like c*m.”

“…Th-that isn’t the case at all!”

Inside her dress, Asheel’s fluids trickled down to her knees, but Nadia still firmly denied it. She almost broke out in cold sweat as she pretended that nothing was amiss.

It was a relief that she was good at controlling her expressions, but she continued to avoid the persistent gaze directed at her, hoping that he would just drop the subject and let it go.

“Then, is it mine?”

He drew close to whisper into her ear, dirty words leaving his languid tongue as he teased her with a hint of sadistic glee.

“You must have had fun until early morning, hm? It’d be nice if you could make sure to handle it properly so we won’t need to worry about any illegitimate children. How are you doing now, is it leaking out?”

Nadia felt the blood drain from her face.

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▸ Edwin R. Elantz – the most powerful man in the Empire; surrounded by many bad rumors after gaining the trust of the Emperor; would do however as he pleased; an apathetic-looking eye candy who actually has a twisted personality; uses his eloquence well

▸ Asheel Khurshid – a commoner knight; with his skills alone, he managed to rise to the position of deputy commander of the best knight order in the Empire; quiet and calm; rarely loses his temper, but he definitely would if someone pushed his buttons

▸ Nadia Ingram – hails from a ducal family on the verge of bankruptcy; suffered from a childhood devoid of warmth and affection; unlike how she appears while pretending to be arrogant, truthfully she’s naive and vulnerable

▸ “I’m a greedy man. I have no plans of sharing you at all. That’s why… you’d better consider your actions very carefully.” <<less

Carmen Lacita was evil.... more>>

She had come to realize that after talking to the people around her.

"Yes, I did it on the order of Lady Lacita."

“Diana Columbrie, Duchess of Whales, will not be able to lift her head after this evening.”

It would have been nice if she could simply live a carefree life, but she was the villainess who had tormented the heroine.

“You and I can’t coexist. And that’s the path that you, not I, chose. So don’t ever deny it. All that you’ve ever cared about was what benefits you.”

The heroine was trying to take revenge against the villainess.

But somehow she was the evil one!? <<less