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Chapter 2
The tutorial will expire in 1 minute.
If you don’t complete the tutorial within the time limit, some data will be reset.
Fleur finally noticed the hidden message.
If there was a time limit, they should have made it more obvious! And reset, seriously? She had never seen anything like this while playing in reality, so she stood dumbfounded—and already ten seconds slipped away.
“What exactly gets reset? At least tell me that much.”
But the status window didn’t respond at all. Only another fifteen seconds ticked away.
Watching the time dwindle made her anxious. But just recklessly proceeding with the game? That was risky—she still had 400,000 gold in debt.
Hesitating, doing nothing, another twenty-five seconds passed.
Only ten seconds left.
“Maybe it’s nothing serious… nothing happened before anyway….”
Fleur chose to wait again. Three, two, one—time was up.
You failed to complete the tutorial within the time limit. Some data will be reset.
At that moment, bang! The ground shook violently as if an earthquake had struck.
“Kyahhh!”
Fleur crouched, covering her head with both hands, barely able to stay upright.
“Young Lady! Are you all right?!”
Servants nearby rushed over at the sound of her scream.
“Are you all okay? We need to get away from the mansion, it might collapse!”
“Huh? The mansion might collapse?”
“There was just an earthquake. There could be aftershocks, we need to move somewhere open—”
“An earthquake? What are you talking about?”
“You didn’t feel it? The ground shook so hard just now.”
“We didn’t feel anything…. Did anyone feel an earthquake?”
All the servants shook their heads and instead looked at Fleur with worried eyes. Confused, she glanced at the workers farther away.
They were laughing, chatting, working as usual. If an earthquake had really struck, such calm would be impossible.
“No way… The land I just bought on the left side, that’s what shook.”
“You bought land on the left? When?”
“What are you saying? We had a celebration party, planted trees everywhere. Did you already forget?”
“We held a party for that?”
Their expressions grew from worried to grave. Then, a line from the status window flashed in her mind:
You failed to complete the tutorial within the time limit. Some data will be reset.
Her scalp tingled. Don’t tell me reset means… my land?
She shot to her feet and ran to the office.
Rifling through the pile of important documents, she found that the deed for the land she had purchased a month ago was missing. Looking outside the window, the land itself had reverted—back to barren, desolate ground as before she bought it.
It was as if she had never purchased it, never planted a single crop. Time had rewound.
“No! My fig tree! I was going to make jam and sell it!”
She grabbed her head in despair when suddenly—
If you don’t complete the tutorial, some data will be reset. Time remaining: 10 minutes.
The status window appeared again. Its message felt like a threat: play the game or more land will disappear.
There was no choice but to play.
“Ha… So it’s come to this. But I know this game’s story better than anyone—I won’t be swayed.”
Sighing deeply, she faced the status window.
“I’ll proceed with the game.”
At her words, the screen shifted.
Starting tutorial…
The content was simple: an explanation of the possessed Fleur Valenne.
She was the only daughter of a baron’s family, raised with abundant love. But at age twenty, she lost both parents in a carriage accident, left completely alone.
The story followed Fleur as she met men to preserve her family through marriage.
But since this was an R-rated game, the men—despite their polished and handsome appearances—were lunatics, perverts, obsessives, or gold-obsessed maniacs.
The ending was straightforward: after all the hardships, she would marry one of the target characters, and the game ended.
“I’ll stick to my plan from the moment I entered this world.”
Her plan: marry an ordinary man, not one of the target characters.
The game’s ending only required that Fleur not be lonely anymore—so marrying a kind, gentle man was enough.
“Now that I’ve become the prettiest character, there’s no way I can’t reel in a decent guy.”
The status window explained things she already knew, then highlighted something new.
In the trial version, you are given a special skill. You can obtain it by meeting all the target characters, so encounter them as soon as possible.
“Forget that—tell me how to get my land back.”
Since her reaction was lukewarm, the window skipped ahead.
Because you failed to complete the tutorial within the time limit, the main game data is unstable. Delays or failures in quests may result in further resets.
“What? So it can keep resetting? If I’d known that, I wouldn’t have wasted time! You made the warning too faint to see—that’s on you!”
She pointed angrily at the window when it changed again.
From this moment on, all earnings you acquire can be taken back with you to the real world once you reach an ending.
At the mention of money, Fleur’s expression softened instantly.
“I can take money out? This is the best game ever. A masterpiece of the century.”
Inside the game, she could pay off Fleur’s debt and gain independence. In reality, she’d become rich. A win-win.
She hurried to her desk and opened the bottom drawer.
While stuck in the tutorial, she had worried she might forget details of the story, so she had filled a notebook with detailed notes about each character.
Reviewing it, the characters came vividly to mind.
There were four target characters in total: Fleur’s fiancé, a servant of the household, the richest duke in the empire, and the emperor himself.
The sequence and details of their encounters varied depending on choices, but in the end Fleur always met all four and chose one to marry.
The grim twist was that whichever man she didn’t choose would pine for her, waste away, and eventually die.
“Even if it’s just a game, I don’t want anyone dying because of me. I’ll focus on making money and minimize contact.”
With that vow, an alarm rang—her first quest.
First Quest
Lonely, pitiful Fleur.
Announce to the world that you are all alone.
The true game had finally begun.
The next day.
“Young Lady, the sun is strong today, you must carry a parasol.”
“I’ll be fine.”
Lieke dutifully held the parasol over Fleur anyway.
“Hmm, it should be around here somewhere.”
“Wait, Young Lady… are you forgetting where the crops are?”
Lieke’s eyes widened in disbelief, worry flickering across her face—was Fleur unwell?
“Not crops today—I’m looking for a person.”
“A person?”
“Yeah, there should be someone working the fields… but I don’t see him.”
She had sweated bullets avoiding this character before, but now that she wanted to find him, he was nowhere. Her yellow eyes scanned for short brown hair.
“Wow….”
Lieke froze mid-step, staring.
Fleur followed her gaze.
“There he is.”
On the reclaimed land, workers were leveling the rocky field. Among them, the one Fleur had been looking for was plowing diligently.
“As expected of a target character, what a body. Seriously.”
He had shed his shirt after sweating since early morning. His tanned, muscular body gleamed with sweat, drawing all eyes.
Short dark-brown hair clung damp to his forehead. His sharp features—deep eyes, high nose, blue eyes like ripe blueberries—were striking even from afar.
Not only Lieke, but other female workers were staring blankly.
This was Dylan Vaughn.
One of Fleur’s household servants—and one of the target characters.
“His chest, oh my….”
“Lieke.”
“And those arm muscles….”
“Lieke!”
“Y-yes, Young Lady? I—I wasn’t looking!”
“Wipe your drool first.”
“Wha—?!”
Flustered, Lieke wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
“Just kidding. Lieke, you were staring at Dylan, right? I’ll give you the chance to talk to him.”
“…What?”
“Go tell him I have something important to discuss. Tell him to come to my office.”
It was the first act of rebellion in her attempt to live as not the heroine.
