I had only written that “after the female protagonist left the original world, everyone lived happily together,” so I assumed there must have been some process I didn’t know about.

“Liri will play with me.”

“What are you talking about? She’s going to spend time with me.”

Watching the three men bicker, I felt anew the greatness of the female protagonist.

Anyway, Dietrich decided to take the potion for a while. Since he promised, he would keep it.

Fortunately, when he drank it the second time, he didn’t cough up blood; he just seemed to feel a bit off.

However, about a week later, Dietrich exploded.

“How long do I have to keep taking this medicine?”

He glared at the vial he pulled from his pocket, and Yuno calmly replied.

“Until your symptoms disappear, you keep taking it.”

“This medicine makes me feel worse! Improve this phenomenon!”

Despite the potion being quite effective, seeing Dietrich cling to my body and squirming made it seem like he had given in to his desires.

Yeah, that’s just how it is.

Are you trying to suppress your desires to prove your feelings?

I know all about those kinds of stories where you cling to the female protagonist.

It wasn’t surprising, so I just scratched my head.

“Yuno, can you improve the potion? Dietrich keeps bothering me.”

“If Liri says that much…”

I asked Yuno if there was anything he could do about Dietrich’s potion.

In response, he sarcastically said, “It’s made by Liri, the creator of this world, so it’s useless.”

By that logic, the potion shouldn’t work on Dietrich either, but it does, right?

I guess I’m not the female protagonist after all. Where is she? I need to hand these guys over and go my own way.

***

“This situation is definitely unfair.”

Dietrich, whose frustration seemed to reach its peak because of the potion, slammed his fist on the drawing-room table.

As a result, the table was neatly split in half, but when Yuno nodded once, it returned to its original state as if nothing had happened.

“It’s unfair that the writer is in the Mage Tower. How about we go to Beluga?”

“No, not really. Let’s go to Milan instead.”

“What are you talking about! Beluga has finished its construction, so we should go there.”

Dietrich wore a triumphant smile.

“I even made a separate space for a café. Aren’t you curious?”

“No.”

I replied decisively, causing the corners of Dietrich’s eyes to droop.

“Why not?”

“I want to go to the café to people-watch. But in the mansion, it would just be you and me.”

“Right, Master likes to wander outside.”

Seth wrapped his arms around my waist and grinned mischievously.

He was pretending not to know that I was a homebody.

Dietrich widened his eyes, and it seemed Yuno was about to say something, so I jumped in first.

“Show me a duel, you two.”

Fortunately, everyone fell silent.

“But Dietrich, are you okay? You’ve been taking medicine continuously.”

“Of course. A pathetic drug can’t harm me. More importantly, writer…”

Dietrich stared at me with his deep blue eyes.

“Didn’t I ask you to call me Diet?”

“Sure, Diet.”

“I want a nickname too…!”

After hesitating for a moment, Yuno clenched his fists.

“Call me Yu!”

“Okay, Yuno.”

When I pretended not to hear, Yuno began glaring at Dietrich. I wondered why he was glaring at him when I was the one who named him.

I was curious but wisely chose not to ask.

Anyway, the two of them went off to duel, leaving Seth and me behind.

“Seth—”

“I’m not going anywhere; I’ll stay here.”

This guy, can he read my mind?

I wanted to go back to the book I wrote about my life, but the situation wasn’t favorable.

Did Yuno sense something? He wouldn’t give me a chance.

This was how Dietrich and Yuno often sparred.

When Seth was around, they would either go to duel or, if the situation was unfavorable, they would call Uncle Wood to stay by my side.

“I finally got some time alone with you, Master. Why would I go anywhere?”

“Seth.”

“What?”

I flinched at his sly whisper, and Seth stretched his lips into a long smile. He pulled out a small box from his pocket and opened it.

Inside was a red ring, and Seth took it out and slipped it onto my finger.

“It’s a ring made from a cut diamond.”

If I lost it, it would be a big deal.

“I thought it would look great on your cute finger.”

…What does he mean by “cute finger”?

Surprisingly, the ring fits perfectly on my index finger. When I looked at it in amazement, Seth squinted his eyes and smiled.

“I know your body well, Master. Hmm, there are still some places I don’t know, though…”

Seth’s gaze subtly shifted toward my chest. I realized he was talking about my heart, not my body, but I pretended not to notice.

“I’m tired, so I’m not doing anything!”

“If that’s how you feel, fine.”

Seth seemed to step back willingly but then lifted me and sat me on his thigh.

Seth Milan had to get what he wanted. In this case, he was someone who would forcefully pursue a relationship…

To be fair, all male protagonists were like that, but right now, Seth was just leaning against my shoulder and smiling as if he was happy.

“I see two people in the crystal.”

While I pressed my pounding heart, it seemed Dietrich and Yuno had arrived at the training room, where they had set up powerful defensive magic.

“Wow, I wish both of them would just die like that.”

Seth said this nonchalantly, then kissed my cheek with a smacking sound.

“Ah, Seth. Wait a minute. They can hear us from over there.”

“Really?”

With his bright red eyes sparkling as if he had found an interesting toy, Seth cupped my cheek and kissed me again.

“Mmm…!”

He held onto me for a while, making a blatantly sticky sound, and he looked very pleased.

“Are those guys dead?”

Though I suspected Dietrich and Yuno wished for each other’s demise, they weren’t visible in the crystal beads. Soon, they appeared in the study.

“You damned!”

Before Dietrich could grab Seth by the collar, Seth quickly hugged me.

“What’s this? You’re fine?”

Dietrich’s cold face twisted into a displeased expression. Yuno pouted and gestured.

With some magic, Seth was pushed back. I found myself standing on my own two feet.

Yuno, who had embraced me from behind, urged me.

“Huh?”

“I want to drink the water that comes from you.”

The eyes of the two men, who were glaring at each other, turned to me.

When the three of us were together, it seemed we had implicitly agreed to avoid any physical relations with me.

But now that Yuno had openly stated it, we had entered a new phase.

A faint, thin sound echoed after a long time.

Ah, I want to faint.