FGFM 1

Episode 1

“Hmm….”

It was the dim dawn hour, so the bedroom was pitch black. Fleur, who had woken up early, sat up on the edge of the bed with half-closed eyes.

Rubbing my eyes, I trudged out, wearing only a thin gown, and approached the mirror.

“The heroine is really good in times like this. She doesn’t even have a single booger in her eyes.”

No matter how much sunlight she received, she always had perfect skin as white as flour, yellow eyes like butter, a round and cute nose, and small, cherry-red lips.

Her long, curly brown hair was always shiny, and her body, which never gained weight no matter what she ate, was plump yet slender.

“Then what should I do? I don’t want to live as the female protagonist.”

She pulled her cheeks, which were flushed pink, up for no reason and pulled down the wide-brimmed straw hat hanging on the wall.

After finishing the preparations very simply, I was about to leave the bedroom.

“Miss, are you ready to go out alone again?”

As soon as the maid opened her eyes, Rike came running into the bedroom, panting.

“I’m just going to take a quick look around. Rike can sleep a little longer.”

“How can you do that? It’s my job to make sure you look perfect, no matter where or when.”

“I’m pretty enough without doing that.”

In times like these, it was convenient to correct the main character.

Yes. I possessed the female protagonist, Fleur Vallen, of the fantasy game “The Lady Left Alone.”

Isn’t it a totally awesome life being possessed by the female protagonist, not an extra? If this were just a normal game, I would have thought so.

But “The Lady Left Alone” was a 19+ rated, filthy game! It even had a warning message popping up as you played: “Please note that coercive and immoral situations may arise as you progress through the game.”

What does that mean?

“Ugh, ah, no…! I don’t like this, ugh….”

“Hold on tight. What are you going to do with it getting so heated? Or do you prefer a space where other people can see you?”

“Oh, no…!

Or something like this.

“Please let me go… I beg you.”

“Why do you insist on leaving? I’ll provide everything you need here. You can just stay in my bedroom forever, in my arms like this.”

“You don’t like that… Ugh!”

It meant that such things would happen.

And not once or twice, but dozens of times for each character.

Of course, I also played the game diligently without giving it much thought in real life. No, how could I not like the flood of illustrations of handsome characters?

But I enjoyed it because it was a third party! It was clearly someone else’s business!

I didn’t want to become the heroine myself and have this and that happen to me!

But the status window appeared with fanfare, completely unconcerned with her miserable state of mind.

“Just let me be an extra! No, it doesn’t have to be a living thing. Wallpaper or ceramics are fine too! I just like watching!”

No matter how much I shouted, the status screen remained silent. All I could do was continue the game and continue living the heroine’s miserable life.

While I was fiddling around, not wanting to start, I discovered that I could hide the status bar. It was like putting the internet window on the underscore.

“Can I stay on standby for the tutorial?”

I was as happy as if I had grabbed hold of a rag and discovered that it was actually a golden rope.

I spent a few days in that state, trying to figure things out. I could interact with people in the tutorial, and the sun would rise and set, but the date wouldn’t change.

The date seemed to be distorted, the day after her parents’ funeral being held every day, but for her, time felt like it was passing normally.

The money she’d spent on experiments was also empty, never replenished. It seemed Fleur had kept whatever she’d used or acquired.

“Fleur was a character who was held back by her family’s debt. Let’s play after earning a lot of money in the tutorial.”

Her deceased parents, weak-willed, lent money to other families, ultimately saddled them with debt. When she demanded repayment from those they had borrowed from, most of them simply cut off contact or kicked her out.

Because of that, I was hit hard and ended up borrowing money, which resulted in me owing 500,000 gold.

It was 5 billion in real money.

If you pay off even a portion of that money and play, you won’t be swayed by the attack characters and won’t have to deal with things like that.

While I was thinking about how to make money, a small piece of land that had been owned by the Valen family until the end caught my eye.

“Let’s grow that land.”

She chose farming. She worked at a smart farm in the real world, and was a pro at crops.

“Butler, please make a list of all the employees in the mansion. From now on, we’ll be assigning more people to the fields than to the mansion cleaning.”

They plowed the barren land, turned it into a field, and planted relief crops.

The consistently warm weather allowed the crops to grow quickly. The harvest was then sold to a small bakery near the boutique.

“Sweet potato bread, potato bread? Corn muffins? I’ve never put any of these things in bread. Do you think people would eat them?”

“I’m sure you’ll love it. And I’ve even designed the shape.”

“Huh? This is shaped like a potato or sweet potato, right?”

“Yes. It’s intuitive, so it’ll definitely attract more attention.”

At first, people just thought it looked funny, but by using generous amounts of ingredients, it became a huge hit among citizens and they started making quite a bit of money.

With that money, he bought more land.

Vegetables such as asparagus, cabbage, tomatoes, and fruit trees were also planted on the land.

“We will wash and trim the vegetables and crops, pack them tightly, and sell them.”

“You’re packaging them separately? Wouldn’t it be easier if you sold them in separate boxes by type?”

“We’ll categorize them into meal plans so you can easily prepare them. We’ll use meal kits.”

We hired more people, cleaned them thoroughly, and started a meal kit business selling them in small baskets filled with cloth. The nobility were the ones spending big, but they were a minority. In contrast, the commoners, while purchasing less, had a significant number of customers, so we targeted that segment.

“The most important thing is delivery.”

“Isn’t there a place that delivers groceries?”

“How can you succeed if you’re just like everyone else? I’m going to do dawn delivery, so you can receive it right at your doorstep without having to come all the way to the store. I’ll double the pay for those who work at night, so please apply.”

Services that were familiar in real life became firsts here. Meal kits, touted as convenient for busy housewives, were a huge success, as expected.

So I saved 100,000 gold in about a year.

“At this rate, I should be able to pay off all my debts and start playing within three years.”

Now completely accustomed to Fleur’s body, she hummed as she headed out to the field again today.

Rike was sticking close to Fleur, holding a parasol over her even though the sun hadn’t fully risen yet.

“Just because you’re a farmer, there’s probably no one who checks their fields every day like you do.”

“Of course you have to see it for yourself. Even if the crops seem to be growing slowly, if you take your eyes off them for even a moment, you’ll miss the harvest time.”

“We are looking into it well enough.”

“You know, you care even more than I do. But you miss me, that’s why. It’s fun to see the fruits of everyone’s labor.”

Even during her time working at the smart farm, she truly enjoyed watching the crops grow and develop each day. Furthermore, in the timeless tutorials, Fleur’s involvement was crucial to keeping things from disappearing, so she had to frequently inspect the fields.

The fields were already full of workers who woke up early in the morning and busily inspected the crops.

“Miss, wake up!”

“Thank you all for working so hard so early. It’ll be incredibly hot when the sun rises, so definitely go inside and take a nap then. Got it?”

“Haha, I will definitely do that.”

I greeted the employees in a familiar manner and quickly checked the condition of the field.

It was raining yesterday, so I was looking around with a more careful eye, and suddenly a status window appeared in front of my face.

“Eww―! This is a surprise!”

She had completely forgotten about the existence of the status window, and was startled by the loud alarm sound, stopping dead in her tracks.

“What’s wrong? Have you even seen a mole?”

Rike, who couldn’t see anything, looked at the dirt floor.

“Oh, no. I’m a little thirsty. Can you bring me some water?”

“Yes, I’ll be right back.”

After sending her somewhere else, I quickly read the contents, calming my startled heart.

I was about to put it down again because the content wasn’t much different from when I first saw it.

“Huh…? Was there something like this?”

At the very bottom, there was a letter that was smaller and fainter than the other letters.

I approached it with my eyebrows squinted to get a closer look, and only then did I see it properly.

Wait, validity period? Since when has this been in place?