I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

31. A Cigarette After, Better Than a Living Immortal

After advising Kefier, the uncle didn’t mention the “spot” again. Seeming somewhat anxious, he quickly finished breakfast without a word and then took Kefier out of the residence with a bunch of messy excuses.

For a protagonist, a bit of “socializing” is quite normal. Plus, I didn’t find any “fancy death” endings in my upcoming script, so I let Kefier leave boldly without clinging to her legs, because what concerns me more now is the “script” to come.

Kefier’s father spoke the truth. In my script, after we scolded Lu Yi 23, she indeed fled back to spout nonsense in front of the Great Ying Empire’s Queen Lu Yi the Fourth, and then…

“Queen Lu Yi the Fourth, accompanied by Lu Yi 23, comes to visit regarding the spot.”

That’s how the script unfolds.

A drug-addled woman, gloriously evolved from an extra to a villain, acts recklessly in front of Kefier, the protagonist. I can’t be bothered to think about the outcome, but this “Queen Lu Yi the Fourth” is a bit special.

Queen Lu Yi the Fourth of the Great Ying Empire, a hereditary monarch, is the fourth queen of this empire I’m in. Both her and Lu Yi 23’s names contain “Lu Yi,” but their status, if ranked by numbers, is worlds apart.

“Queen Lu Yi the Fourth, as the fourth reigning queen, is approachable, naive, and lively. While holding real power, she is also deeply loved and supported by the people of the Great Ying Empire. P.S.: Still single.”

That last sentence is unnecessary.

The script’s ordinary description of Queen Lu Yi the Fourth goes to such lengths, obviously, this queen, to whom I secretly sent a report in her chamber, won’t be just a cannon fodder character. That means…

Sure enough, the next moment, the script provided an answer.

“Queen Lu Yi the Fourth will kill Oji Lide.”

I also have a death script at Queen Lu Yi the Fourth’s, and I’m completely baffled. What reason would the approachable queen have to kill me? It couldn’t possibly be because I sneaked into her chamber before?

While pondering how to save my own life, a day slowly passed by. Because I kept flipping through the script, I didn’t even pay much attention when Miss Nieru said she was going to report back to the head maid and left.

When I came to my senses, the sky had already darkened. It was the faint knocking at the door that startled me from my thoughts.

“Coming!”

As I responded and opened the door, what I saw was not a “socially returned, carefree” Kefier, but…

“Nieru~”

Kefier, Drunken Ver.

She was completely drunk, wasn’t she? Before I could even respond, Kefier instinctively pounced on me. At that moment, Kefier, with a seductiveness I had never seen before, naturally clung to me. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes moist, and her entire body was a “weapon” that could entice the opposite s*x.

Even the words she uttered after blinking her eyes, due to her current state, had an added touch of a young girl’s coquettish tone.

“What, it’s the charlatan.”

Indeed, it is I.

It wasn’t Neru you pounced on, sorry for not being able to eat the oranges.

The protagonist’s appearance, surely he wasn’t drunk on fake liquor, for I didn’t catch a whiff of that messy alcohol smell from Kefir. What hit me was the faint sweet fragrance emanating from a girl’s body. Nearly sober, I quickly grasped the gravity of the situation, and thankfully, Kefir still retained some sense, not going full ‘overlord’s forceful bow’ on me, the pitiful ‘leg-hugger.’

After swaying into the room, Kefir sat down on the sofa with all seriousness, her good manners keeping her dignified even in her ‘drunken’ state. And then…

【Clap Clap】

She patted the space beside her.

“Come here.”

Neru had been called away by the head maid earlier, leaving me alone in the room. It was obvious who Kefir was summoning.

Regaining my senses, I realized: the scene, the timing, Kefir’s state, the lethal effect she could have on a healthy male, but…

“Come here! Ogelid!”

I… I had no choice.

I cautiously sat next to Kefir, watching her face suddenly close in, as if to devour me, giving me a serious once-over.

Setting aside the protagonist factor, Kefir, as a beautiful girl, was definitely of a nation-toppling level, but it’s not that I have a “bad kidney,” it’s just that as a villain daring to lay hands on the protagonist, the outcome in the script is usually a short-lived few thousand words. Knowing this script all too well, I dared not harbor any stray thoughts.

I tried hard to “move away” from Kefir’s clawing range, all the while forcing a laugh.

“What’s… what’s wrong?”

“Called by my parents to have a meal, then they desperately made me drink strange things.”

Uncle, Auntie, are you so eager to see your daughter wed…

“Hey, charlatan, so… do you want to marry me?”

“Cough cough cough cough!”

Kefir’s sudden and very serious question made me cough violently.

I would like to! But as a villain, pushing the protagonist away, eating her, and then waking up the next morning, embracing her and smoking a cigarette contemplating life, am I not asking for death?!

“Calm down, Kefir, you are the pride of the heavens, a future saint, a bright future awaits you, I serve as your priest not to marry you.”

“Because I don’t have Neru’s size?”

“No.”

Size… what, Neru’s size? Hahaha, I don’t know, I’ve never tried.

If this goes on, Kefir’s remarks will become increasingly dangerous, I’m already planning to flee, but…

“I don’t believe you, prove it.”

Kefir grabbed my arm, the strength of a sixth-order warrior, gripping like a vice.

“What… what?”

“I’m telling you to prove you don’t like them big! Let me touch! Otherwise, we marry!”

I’m not, I didn’t…

I’m still not done, am I? As the antagonist, I still want to keep my own life.

Tonight, I finally extended my evil claws.

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The next day, the morning was bright and sunny, with birds singing and flowers blooming. Kefi lay on the wide sofa, which was not as hard as the bed, and woke up with a groan after rubbing her temples.

Then, she suddenly became clear-headed! The first thing she did was to check her disheveled clothes, which were probably due to her sleep.

Next, her gaze shot towards me, mixed with a few hints of shyness.

“Ou Jili De! Did I do something yesterday… uh, what’s wrong?”

“No problem…”

As I thought about life, I couldn’t help but sigh, feeling like I had lost something. Kefi, who was only trying to “be a hero” last night, could only… touch herself. Luckily, Kefi seemed to have forgotten what she said last night, and it was good that it was as if nothing had happened.

I let out a weak sigh, “Little rabbit, white and white…”

Just as the atmosphere in the room became eerie and silent, Kefi looked at me with a puzzled expression. Meanwhile, Niri Miss came in from outside, looking anxious.

“Miss! Ou Jili De, sir, Your Highness wants you to go immediately!”

Niri took a deep breath, her chest heaving, and said, “Her Majesty, Her Majesty has come!”

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The illustration of Queen Luyi IV has been updated, and readers can refresh their memories.

Also, part of Kefi’s pillow illustration has been updated, and it is in the first volume.