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The chief is relieved the demon lord's wrath
was appeased by merely destroying the ruins.
There's not much we can do for you,
but she'd like to tell your fortunes as a token of gratitude.
Our fortunes?
We'd appreciate that.
Aw, man. I'd rather have treasure.
This woman...
Trapped in
a Dating Sim
Trapped in a Dating Sim
Trapped in a Dating Sim 2
Hey, Brat
She'll begin with the Saint.
Let's hear it.
Give me the best outcome possible.
Hey.
There are strange forces at work.
You've already met your soulmate, but it was a missed connection.
What?! There was someone other than Julius and his friends?
I don't know the specifics,
but you've already said goodbye and can never be together again.
Seriously? I wish you hadn't told me!
You cannot escape the burden you've taken on.
A brutal life awaits you.
The only paths open to you are gaining everything or losing it all.
Are you for real?! That's terrifying!
Redo! I demand a redo!
Next, the black-haired girl.
Don't ignore me!
You will encounter a turning point in your life
that comes with great difficulty.
Oh, really?
However, when faced with that challenge, you will also meet your soulmate.
What?
That's not fair! Why does she get that?!
If you can find a way to walk together,
your difficult path will be bathed in light,
and they shall be a reliable source of support.
R-Really? I'll keep that in mind.
She seems pleased.
Next, you two.
M-Me?
And me?
Your fates are intertwined and have veered sharply from how they should've been.
Someone else carries the burdens you were meant to bear.
You also have the blessing of a hero powerful enough
to command the ancient demon lord.
A hero?
Is that...
Could it be...
It's not me!
If there's a hero around, I wish they'd show up! It's definitely not me!
Of course you aren't. Don't be arrogant.
Know your place, NPC.
Ma'am, you must be tired. You can rest now.
You seem to be a very kind man.
Kind?
This guy?
You got a problem with that?
Once again, thank you for saving the village of Fan.
My powers cannot see your future.
But someday, you...
M-Ma'am?
She's fallen asleep.
Wait! Open your eyes!
Don't say ominous things and then fall asleep!
Leon, stop that!
Treat the elderly with care!
Serves him right.
Tee-hee.
Let go! Not like this!
I demand a redo!
Ugh, I don't like this. I feel so unsatisfied.
You're embarrassing yourself, Master.
Are you finished?
We were growing tired of waiting.
Huh? Where's Kyle?
He returned to the ship already.
Didn't even say goodbye to his mom.
He's one cold kid.
Um, what is a mixed elf?
That's what Ms. Yumeria called herself.
I see.
Are you aware that elves judge beauty by mana?
Y-Yes, I've read about that.
Generally, each person's mana is a single color.
However, elves are sometimes born with multi-colored mana.
Such mana is mighty and special,
but from our perspective, it's also abhorrent.
So that's why she said that.
Additionally, Yumeria once left the village to be a traveling entertainer.
She was with child when she returned, and the father was most likely human.
What? I thought elves could only have children with each other.
That's correct. However, those with special mana seem to be an exception.
Then Kyle is...
A half-elf? Those are real?
Yes. Their existence is quite inconvenient to elves
who leave the island to work.
One of the reasons elves are considered useful slaves
is because they can't have children with humans.
But if that's not always the case...
Both Yumeria and Kyle have been treated poorly in the village.
Seriously? This is all the fault of that idiot who ditched Ms. Yumeria.
All she did was have a kid.
Either way, this is elf business. A private family matter.
It's not a problem you can solve.
But if Ms. Yumeria stays in this village...
Aren't you getting too involved in someone else's family affairs?
Yeah, but I can't just ignore it.
I'm glad the chief agreed to help.
If she wanted to, she could drastically reduce the value of elves as slaves.
Yeah, it's a good trump card to have.
And I plan to make good use of it.
Um, excuse me...
What's going to happen to me now?
My parents are looking for a live-in servant.
Would you like to work for them?
But everyone in the village calls me stupid and slow.
Don't worry about that. You'll be paid, too.
What's the meaning of this?!
Kyle...
Why did you take Mom from the village? You had no right!
Kyle, Mr. Leon was just worried about me.
That's how you were fooled before!
Just how soft are you? This is why you're so miserable and poor!
Hey.
How dare you act that way?
Livia.
What? It's none of your business!
It sure is! Apologize for speaking to your mother that way!
You don't know anything.
You don't know why I became a slave or how they treated me in the village.
You don't know anything!
Kyle is right. It's my fault.
My failures made him suffer.
Mixed elves like myself can't work like the others, but...
A vase?
Watch this. This is one of my few strengths.
That's amazing.
And the villagers refused to acknowledge such great power?
Elves are a foolish species.
Damn, that's harsh.
I-It's not that impressive.
I'm limited in what I can do.
I traveled because I wanted to see the outside world.
Shortly after I left, I fell in love with a noble.
But when I became pregnant against the odds,
he accused me of being unfaithful with another elf and kicked me out.
I returned to the village and gave birth to Kyle,
but people realized he was a half-elf when he grew like a human.
Is that why you sent him off to live as a slave?
Hey, phrasing!
It's what he wanted.
Despite my protests, he left without a word,
leaving behind the money he made selling himself.
His hostility toward me is only natural.
But he's a good boy.
He even sends me money.
Mr. Leon, I had no idea...
It's all right. I'll figure something out.
Hey, brat.
What, Sir Scumbag?
Let's talk about your mom.
My family needs a new servant.
I'll make sure she can live comfortably.
I bet you'll make a move on her.
I don't trust you or your family.
I don't often make it back home, and my dad loves my mom.
He wouldn't make a move on a servant... probably.
I mean, he definitely wouldn't!
I don't trust you.
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