The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health Chapter 333

“No marriage!”

What on earth did this dad hear to come charging in like this?

“How old are you to be talking about marriage already! Dad absolutely won’t allow it. Let’s live together peacefully forever, just the two of us, my daughter. Hm?”

What is he even saying?

“Then are you kicking Mom out?”

“What? No, of course not. Then the three of us can live together peacefully.”

“What about Godfather?”

“That bastard isn’t my problem.”

I stared quietly at Dad, who was suddenly clinging to me and fiercely opposing marriage.

I had no idea why he was acting like this.

Would Mehen know?

When I looked over, Mehen met my eyes and shrugged. It was a gesture saying she didn’t know either—but to me, it looked more like she did know and just didn’t want to get involved with Dad.

For now, I should calm him down, right?

“But Dad? Even if you don’t give permission, isn’t it over if I decide to get married and leave anyway?”

“What?”

It clearly hadn’t crossed his mind. Dad’s expression stiffened, then he started watching my face carefully.

“…You’d leave?”

Leave, he says.

“No? I don’t even know why marriage suddenly came up in the first place.”

That was when Mehen gently stepped in.

“Arell, didn’t His Highness the Crown Prince propose to you?”

“Pession? No?”

“……?”

“……What?!”

Dad openly lit up.

But then, as if realizing it annoyed him, he soon frowned his handsome face and started grumbling.

“Why didn’t he propose? What’s the problem? He acted like he was going to propose any second—what’s wrong with that punk?”

“Calm down, Valer.”

“Does he think our daughter’s easy? Was that brat planning to toy with her?!”

Why was Dad suddenly getting angry? He was just saying not to get married a moment ago.

“Logically, do you think Pession would do something like that? If he were that type, he’d have married another woman long ago.”

Mehen countered in a tired voice, but Dad’s already blazing anger couldn’t be stopped.

“Daughter, just trust Dad. I’ll punish him myself right now!”

Punish him how, exactly?

Before I could stop him, Dad stormed out of the room, radiating terrifying momentum. He even looked kind of excited.

Should I chase after him and stop him?

I’m supposed to go to the Mage Tower.

“Is he going to be okay?”

When I asked Mehen, she shook her head and flipped the newspaper.

“Just leave him. That’s how he bonds with his future son-in-law.”

“You can bond by grilling someone?”

“That’s how affection forms.”

What even is that?

It didn’t sound convincing, but I didn’t think Dad would seriously hurt Pession—and Pession wouldn’t act rudely toward Dad either—so I decided to let it go.

Maybe because I cried so much, I was getting hungry too.

“But Arell. Why were you crying, exactly?”

“Ah.”

I almost forgot—my mind had been completely taken over by the status window.

“I had an incredibly good dream.”

“?”

At Mehen’s look of confusion—if it was so good, why cry?—I smiled.

“It was such a good dream that I didn’t want to wake up. I guess I cried without realizing it after I woke.”

“…….”

While Mehen was trying to figure out what to say, my gaze stopped on the newspaper headline she was holding.

“……?”

The article itself wasn’t anything special.

‘State Guest of the Shugra Empire, Savior of the World Tree! Successfully purified the World Tree….’

The grand title Savior of the World Tree didn’t even register.

What caught my eye was the phrase successful purification of the World Tree.

And the faintly printed photo of a girl.

Chloe?

Why are you showing up here?

 

 

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The Shugra Empire.

A land of elves and many races living without want, blessed with natural treasures like the World Tree and the Great Forest.

In its capital, the regent—now marking a thousand years in office—was meeting privately with an honored guest of the empire.

“So, you wish to go to Albret. Savior of the World Tree.”

This was the answer given after asking what the empire’s benefactor—who had achieved the unprecedented feat of purifying the World Tree—desired.

“Yes, Lord Sevres. My destiny whispers that I must go there.”

A young girl claiming she must fulfill her mission, looking even more saintly than the Saintess of Lemren.

Moved by her appearance, the regent nodded.

“We wished to repay the debt we owe you, but if the Savior of the World Tree desires it, then it can’t be helped. Hoho. I suppose this, too, is fitting for a child of destiny.”

At the reverent attitude toward her, Chloe smiled in satisfaction.

To think that the elves—who had once reacted with ‘Well, if you can do it, then try’—would change this much!

Everything is going exactly as I planned.

Chloe smiled softly as she recalled her past memories.

This Obsessing Over the Male Lead’s Childhood Friend or Something was originally a web novel–based otome game.

Lured in by the beautiful illustrations, Chloe—no, she—installed the game and eventually became a hardcore player who’d seen every ending.

And on the day she cleared them all, a popup appeared in midair.

【Would you like to become the protagonist of the story yourself and create your own ending?】
【YES / NO】

What was this? A chance to transmigrate into a game?

Any gamer would get excited—and without hesitation, she chose YES.

When she came to, she had become Chloe.

That really shocked me back then.

Actually transmigrating into a game.

On top of that, the kind status window told her she could return home after reaching an ending—but Chloe had no intention of going back, even if she did.

Why would I go back home? Leaving this wonderful world behind?

Regret for her original world? Longing?

Those were emotions for people who had a lot to lose. Chloe hated Earth. She was sick of it.

On her first day in this world, seeing how pretty, cute, and lovable she was, Chloe vowed she would be happy here.

I can’t believe I became this beautiful……!

Such fair skin, no wrinkles or blemishes, nothing but delicate, lovely features.

How could I be this pretty?

She never got tired of staring at herself in the mirror. That alone would’ve been enough—but this body was the protagonist, someone naturally loved by everyone!

Of course everyone she met liked her.

Her master, the elves, even other races she’d just met.

I really am special.

In this place, she could do anything.

Purifying the World Tree with the ability she’d gained upon transmigration—[Purification]—was troublesome and exhausting, but being praised as the Savior of the World Tree was exhilarating.

Still, Chloe wanted to go to Albret.

Shugra is too underdeveloped.

The elves’ beautiful looks? Superior physical abilities? Nature-friendly lifestyles?

That was all just pretty packaging.

People say if your body is weak, your head works harder—but when your body’s too good, you don’t need to think at all.

That’s how Shugra had become this wild.

Humans shine alongside civilization. Chloe wanted to live in a city.

Of course, that wasn’t the only reason she had to go to Albret.

There was a more important one.

All my romance targets are gathered in Albret.

Now, the real story begins.

Chloe’s heart swelled with excitement.

 

 

 

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After asking Mehen to look into the Savior of the World Tree in detail, I left the manor.

It’s definitely Chloe.

The original female lead of this novel—who’d never shown her face anywhere until now.

The one who vanished instead of growing up alongside Pession in the capital, as I’d assumed the original story would go.

“Hm.”

Honestly, even though Pession said he liked me, I’d once thought things would eventually follow the original plot and the two of them would fall for each other.

There’s something like narrative force in original works, after all.

In that sense, the quest I’d been given at just the right time was incredibly meaningful.

Become the protagonist.

What message could be clearer than that?

“Are you on my side?”

I stared at the status window—so eager to spew information earlier, now broken and silent—and let out a sigh.

“What kind of foolishness is this… yeah, what was I expecting from you anyway.”

There’s nothing in this world I can trust except myself. I’ll have to gather information on my own.

With that resolve, I arrived at the Sky Tower.

“……?”

But for some reason, the Sky Tower looked different from usual.