"...O-Oww..." I sit up, feeling the softness of the bed as a dull ache throbs in my head. I can't really remember what happened yesterday; everything seems hazy, as if a veil of fog had been thrown over my memories.

"Evelyn-sama, are you all right?" I look around and see that I'm clinging to Eve in the bed, my clothes are disheveled, and I'm not wearing the bra I usually have on.

"W-What the!!!" I try to get up, moving to the other side, but my hand quickly grabs onto something soft and warm, and I see Syl'Vyr lying there drooling on the bed, my hand having touched her chest.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED!!!" I shout, quickly scrambling off the bed, my face completely red as I cover my chest with my hand so nothing is visible.

"Evelyn-sama, yesterday when I brought you to bed, you pulled me in and held on tight, so I couldn't get away. It was quite difficult to even get your clothes on you... As for Syl'Vyr, she just threw herself onto the bed. After all, you didn't say where she was supposed to stay, and the room doesn't have much space," Eve logically explains, as always, quickly informing me.

"O-Oh..." I put a hand to my head, feeling this unpleasant sensation. It's not exactly pain, just a discomfort that comes along with the lack of memories. At least I'm not feeling anything worse.

"What happened yesterday?" I ask, unable to remember anything beyond small, messy, disconnected memory flashes, which seems absurd considering I didn't even drink that much.

"Yesterday, we all went to take a bath together. You wanted me and Syl'Vyr to make peace. But while we were in the tub, you drank alcoholic beverages."

"They were small cups, but you drank all of them, many different types, and you ended up drunk..." She speaks while avoiding my gaze, as if remembering something she shouldn't. Her reaction sets off a warning light in my head.

"...I-I didn't do... anything weird, right?" I say in disbelief, praying that I didn't say anything stupid. I'd never drunk before and didn't know I was such a lightweight. The original Evelyn had never drunk either because wine is expensive and the maids would never have allowed it for her.

"Weird... what is your definition of weird, Evelyn-sama? Is it calling yourself a duck and calling Syl'Vyr a wolf, asking if she was going to eat you? Or trying to kiss your own reflection in the water? You also said some confusing things about steam censorship and..."

"STOOOOOOOP!!!" I say, nearly crumbling to the floor, not wanting to hear any more about what I did and don't remember. Just those three things are enough to show how embarrassing the situation was.

"...Eve, yesterday never happened... I'm going to take a bath so I can go to Kjori to continue the lesson..." I say, mechanically heading for the door, completely avoiding the problem.

"Don't drink any alcohol. If you pass by the reception before your bath, he will offer you some. Just refuse," Eve says seriously as I quickly leave, dying of embarrassment.

'D-Dammit!! How was I supposed to know I'd get drunk so easily! And worse, why did I say such weird things!!!' I practically run to the bathroom, trying to remember what exactly I said.

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"Esther-Sama... you seem... furious..." Elizabeth speaks, trembling. She's sweating and doesn't have the courage to look me in the eye as I read a part of the report indicating that Elizabeth peeked at more of Evelyn's body than she should have.

"...Why..." I murmur, reading this report, but without continuing the criticism I was about to make. After all, I ordered Elizabeth to report everything, and complaining because she did it is hypocrisy. But I feel strange reading this confused stupidity.

'She's not good with alcohol?' The drinks in our kingdom are some of the strongest among the realms because demons are very resistant to that sort of thing, so seeing a demon who doesn't handle alcohol well is relatively rare.

The effects seem particularly severe on Evelyn, who has never drunk before, which is funny because she's a cute drunk instead of the annoying kind of drunk you normally find.

"She is cute..." I let out a murmur that makes Elizabeth look at me, shocked, as if me uttering such words signified the end of the world.

"L-Esther-Sama?"

"..." I finally realize what I murmured, looking at Elizabeth as if I would kill her if she told anyone what she heard.

"Get out of here, Elizabeth. I am busy, irritated, and ready to turn you into the paint that will color my bedroom walls," I threaten her, making her leave immediately.

'Why does she seem cute when drunk?' I feel confused by this warm feeling in my heart. It's funny, though seeing her share that moment with those two fakes irritates me.

I feel my heart beat faster when thinking of a drunk Evelyn. It's like watching a disoriented little hamster trying to walk a straight path but bumping into the bars of its cage.

'Syl'Vyr and Eve... both saw Evelyn's naked body... I think in the future I will need to give Evelyn a lesson on the basic decency of a noble.' I decide to set this anger aside for now.

"Should I get her drunk in the future?" I like seeing her like that. She loosens up in a lively and pleasant way. Besides, even though Eve, Syl'Vyr, and Elizabeth didn't understand, I understood the things Evelyn said.

'Those terms aren't exactly unknown to me...' I know what a [Japanese High School Girl] is, I also know what a [Skyscraper] is, and I also know what [Steam Censorship] is, though I don't exactly understand where it comes from.

I'm not sure who uses them, but I deduce that they come from the same world as whatever is observing this world as entertainment.

And of course, this puts a devilish smile on my face. This is the proof I needed that Evelyn knows the truth of the world, and it makes my heart race with a delirious euphoria.

"I am full of rage from seeing you expose your body to those two fakes... but I am also happy..." I give a genuine smile, one of the few that only Evelyn can draw from me.

"...She has a good body." I analyze this report; it details Evelyn's body much more accurately than the others, since Evelyn spent a lot of time in the bathroom and in positions favorable for assessment.

Although much of the description is based on her upper body—like her breasts, head, and torso in general—since Elizabeth had to be careful not to be caught while having to observe and listen in a room full of steam from the hot water.

'I never thought she was that pretty underneath those clothes...' I'm not quite sure what to feel. It's not that it excites me, but it is pleasant to know she is physically beautiful because I truly believe in the chance of us getting married.

"Let's see..." I turn my attention back to the papers. I see that Evelyn is learning to create relics, which is probably one of the only things she can do with mastery, since she is too weak to be a mage, warrior, or any other class.

'Relics... it's a rather cute hobby for Evelyn...'

"Kjori... Is that guy still alive? He's really lucky." I know this man, though not personally. He is a skilled blacksmith, but honestly, he's nothing special. However, he has a feud with dangerous nobles.

'How did Evelyn find him?' Kjori was hiding like a rat. Knowing that Evelyn practically found him as if she knew where he was is curious.

"Considering the timing... I think I'll... reveal where he is... I don't want that kind of troublesome man near Evelyn." I murmur, thinking about possibly telling Kjori's location to his enemies once Evelyn finishes learning from him.

'...Again... why won't she get out of my head?' I notice that I'm thinking about her again. I want to reveal that guy's location just so Evelyn isn't associated with the likes of him.

"I think I should stop these reports with such short intervals..." I've even started to feel anxious to receive these reports and read them; they're practically becoming part of my routine, and that's not good.

'It's nice and wonderful to confirm that she is truly just like me... but I must not forget that she is my enemy for now...' We are still enemies. We are still competing for the throne.

And we still have nothing with each other. She barely knows me, and I know her well, but only through espionage. You can count on one hand how many times we've truly interacted.

And that amount is really very limited. In fact, in the past, I didn't even care about her. She only gained my attention when she started showing who she really is.

'Life is full of surprises.' Who would have thought that the girl called the family's failure would be the only one in the world to give me a yearning to know more about something in this world.

"I wonder what other words from the other world Evelyn knows." My mind returns to Evelyn again, even though I try to change the focus. She is simply more interesting than anything I have at the moment, so it's hard not to think about her.

But this also gives me the desire to destroy what she builds for Kjori. I'll probably have someone buy the relic that Evelyn makes for Kjori and then destroy it.

I don't want Evelyn's first relic to be sold to just anyone, but I also don't want to keep it with me, so it's better to destroy it. That way, no one gets to have it.

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