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ICSF 10

CHAPTER 10

Golden Family’s Golden-Surname Siblings Obsessed Fan

What the hell is this?

I’m Getting Off at This Station

LOL, Author, where do you live? Author? Could you please answer me?

AUTH. OR. NIM!!!!!!!

The ā€˜Foolish Female Lead’s House’ Is the Most Perfect House

????? What is this? Am I dreaming???

Please Watch Evil White Swan 慠慠

No, you crazy female lead, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Send the Trash Car to the Junkyard

Wow, I thought this was a comfortable trash can, but who knew it was actually a junkyard?

Wow, seriously, the plot twist hit me in the back of the head, knocked me flat, and sent me flying. Ah, what a day.

Looks like Lovely is the only character who isn’t a trash car, LOL. Hey, why don’t you just make yourself the protagonist? LOL. What an unbelievably frustrating, sweet-potato-inducing novel, LOL.

When I came to my senses, I was lying on the bed in my room.

ā€œHeh… hehehe!ā€

I had worked myself to the bone and supported him in every way possible… only to be rewarded with cold-blooded betrayal.

ā€œLife… Why are you doing this to me?!ā€

Apparently, I had regressed to an even younger age this time. Even to my own ears, my screaming voice sounded incredibly childish.

I asked Ena what year it was when she came running after hearing my scream.

She said it was the year 214.

The one saving grace was that this was before my engagement to Pedro, the man controlled by his lower half.

ā€œI’m not getting married. Ever.ā€

ā€œSuddenly?ā€

ā€œI’m not goiiing to!ā€

My sudden declaration of lifelong singleness only made my family happy. But unlike them, I felt like I was going to die of depression.

Is there really no way to prevent the apocalypse?

I had really tried my hardest. In my previous life and the life before that. I had always done my best and made choices that I believed would benefit the world.

One of those things had been supporting the Espers… But what more could I possibly do? How much harder could I try? I had no confidence left.

If only I knew what had happened. Then maybe I could somehow stop it.

Even after pouring that much money into them, I hadn’t been able to see even a single strand of an Esper’s hair. So I had no idea what they had done on the final day, either.

ā€œI gave you so much money… and you couldn’t even grant me one wish? You useless bastaaards!ā€

If I can’t stop it this time…

Would I have to repeat this period of time again?

My first regression had taken me back to fifteen. This time, I had gone back to eleven. Then how old would I be the next time?

What if I kept regressing over and over until I went back to before I was even born?

Would I even be able to be born safely?

ā€œā€¦I’m scared.ā€

Apart from the fact that all my efforts might be meaningless, the thought that I might have to keep repeating all of this without knowing when it would ever end terrified me.

Maybe it would have been better if I had never regressed.

If I had simply died when the apocalypse came, just like everyone else, without knowing anything…

Maybe that would have been much better…

I couldn’t hide my depression.

I knew my family was worried about me, but I had no energy for anything, so I stayed shut up in my room. My family watched over me with concerned expressions.

ā€œSweetheart. What’s wrong? Did someone bully you? Should I go teach them a lesson?ā€

ā€œBig Sis, get up and play with me. Hmm?ā€

ā€œI don’t know what’s happened, but for someone as bright and thoughtful as you to be this upset, it must be something serious. Lovey. Stay here until you feel better. And whenever you need your family’s help, ask us. Even if we’re busy, we’ll always come running whenever you call.ā€

My family came to check on me every single day.

In the end, their love and concern helped me get back on my feet.

ā€œAre you feeling a little better now?ā€

ā€œYes. I’m sorry.ā€

ā€œWhat for? It’s normal to have all sorts of worries when you’re young.ā€

Hehe.

Mother smiled and gently embraced me.

Although my mind was already that of an adult, perhaps there was something about having a mother that made it impossible not to become a child again. I nestled into her arms and acted spoiled.

ā€œShould we postpone the family trip until next time?ā€

Mother carefully asked while holding me.

We went on a family trip around this time every year, but since I had only recently regained consciousness after my regression, she seemed to be wondering whether we should postpone it.

I shook my head.

ā€œNo. Let’s go. Let’s take the trip.ā€

This time might be destined to repeat itself for me, but for my family, this was a moment they would only have once.

I didn’t want to waste such precious time—time that was already too short to shower them with all the love I wanted to give them—because of my fear.


Come to think of it, this was where I met him.

That bastard Pedro.

Now that I thought about it, he really wasn’t anything special. He was somewhat handsome, sure, but he wasn’t exactly some god of beauty.

The reason I had fallen so helplessly for him was because I felt indebted to him for saving my life.

My memories from this time are so vague. Something really frightening must have happened.

Had I been chased by something?

In my fragmented memories, there were scenes of Pedro grabbing my hand and running away with me.

I had been raised like a delicate flower, surrounded by my family and never exposed to anything dangerous, so there was no doubt that it had been an extremely frightening experience for me.

Pedro was the same age as me, yet I had no idea where he’d found the courage to keep dragging me along without abandoning me.

How could I not have fallen for him?

To a little girl like me, he had been nothing short of a prince from a fairy tale.

Then why did he become so awful afterward?

Was he simply attracted to every girl he saw?

It was hard to understand.

It was more comforting to think that the bastard was simply crazy and acted according to whatever whims crossed his mind.

Sheesh.

I wonder if I’ll meet him on this trip, too.

Regardless, I had no intention of getting involved with him again. And even though I didn’t know exactly what would happen, I knew it was dangerous, so I had no intention of sticking my nose into it.

I would simply enjoy the trip safely and comfortably, nestled among my family.

That was what I thought back then.

Yes, there was a time when I thought that.


ā€œHehehe, hello?ā€

All my resolutions became meaningless the moment we arrived at the place where our accommodations were located.

The Sachsen family was waiting for us as though they had known we were coming and warmly greeted us.

We had come to a forest near the Sachsen territory, but the place wasn’t actually part of their domain, and it was also some distance away from the lord’s castle.

In other words, unless they had deliberately come looking for us, there was no reason for us to run into them like this.

Naturally, everyone in my family couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable and displeased. It wasn’t hard to guess why they had come.

Seriously, nothing has changed.

No, that’s not right.

Since this was the past, it would be more accurate to say that they remained the same even in the future.

And that applied not only to the Viscountess of Sachsen, but to Pedro as well.

He was a little brat whose face was practically overflowing with spite…

He was cute in a way because he was still just an ill-tempered child, but knowing how rotten he was inside, I couldn’t feel the slightest bit of affection toward him.

Perhaps because he had been treated like a prince in his own territory, he glared jealously at my handsome older brothers.

ā€œSo this must be the young lady of the Count’s family.ā€

Despite the fact that we clearly weren’t comfortable with her, I couldn’t tell whether the Viscountess was shamelessly clinging to us despite knowing that, or whether she genuinely didn’t realize how unwelcome she was.

She was looking at me with interest.

A boy and a girl around the same age.

I could see the calculation in her eyes clearly enough: since her son wasn’t bad-looking, perhaps he might be able to attract my attention.

And in my previous life, I really had fallen for him hook, line, and sinker…

So her plan hadn’t been entirely unreasonable.

The moment I felt her gaze on me, I deliberately hid behind Mother’s skirt.

Normally, I would have cheerfully greeted her, but since I didn’t bother hiding my discomfort and simply hid away, even my family seemed quite taken aback.

ā€œOh, my… How adorable that she’s shy.ā€

ā€œMy lady, I’m sorry, but we’ve only just arrived and we’re tired.ā€

At the same time that Mother gently dismissed the guest, the rest of my family closed ranks around me, shielding me from those greedy eyes.

Perhaps because the entire family made no attempt to hide their discomfort, the Viscountess found it difficult to continue acting shamelessly, and her face turned red.

ā€œā€¦I apologize for intruding. There simply aren’t any children around here the same age as my son, so I was happy to see one.ā€

What a ridiculous thing to say.

Did she mean that the commoner children living in Sachsen territory didn’t count as being the same age?

Considering the sort of family they were, it was obvious that they didn’t even consider commoners to be the same kind of human being.

ā€œI hope our children can spend some enjoyable time together while you’re here.ā€

We barely managed to send the Viscountess away, despite her clinging on until the very end.

I was already exhausted and wondered if coming here had been a mistake, but then I shook my head.

So what if I don’t pay any attention to her?

I can just stick to my brothers and refuse to leave them. What are they going to do about it?

Let me say this again:

There was a time when I thought that.


I hadn’t remembered it, so I hadn’t known, but the Viscountess was incredibly persistent.

She came to visit every single day and wouldn’t stop bothering me.

ā€œPrincess, would you like to go pick flowers with our prince? There’s a beautiful flower field nearby.ā€

ā€œNo, thank you.ā€

Save me, Oppa!

I dashed over and immediately clung to my second brother.

You’d think she’d give up after I acted this shy and wary, but her relentless persistence was almost enough to earn my respect.

That kid is pretty funny, too.

His mother was throwing away her pride just to somehow get me to spend time with him, yet the very boy she was trying to set me up with couldn’t hide his expression of Who are you supposed to be?

It seemed he didn’t like me because I was taking away his mother’s attention…

Well, I don’t want that attention either.

Sigh.

My parents were also at a loss over the Sachsen family constantly coming to visit, but there wasn’t much they could do.

Although Sachsen was closer to neutral, they were still on the Emperor’s side.

Even though we belonged to the same faction, openly avoiding them and failing to get along could cause political trouble.

All we could do was sigh.

Perhaps the Viscountess realized she couldn’t lure me out on her own, because now the Viscount himself came to visit.

This time, however, he had a little more success.

ā€œHunting?ā€

ā€œYes. A herd of rare white deer lives in this forest. They’re extremely good at hiding and running away, so they’re difficult to find, but if you succeed in hunting one, you can obtain some truly excellent leather.ā€

As he spoke, the Viscount lifted his jacket.

Underneath was a vest made of deer hide that was closer to ivory than pure white.

Whether because it had been carefully maintained or because it truly was as fine as he claimed, the leather had a glossy sheen that caught the light.

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I Can See the Comment Section in Front of Me

I Can See the Comment Section in Front of Me

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Score 10.0
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2026 Native Language: Korean

Synopsis

Keywords: Fantasy, Western-style setting, Reunion, First Love, Friends to Lovers, Possessiveness / Obsessiveness / Jealousy, Fated Love, Capable Male Lead, Forward Male Lead, Scheming Male Lead, Kind Male Lead, Seductive Male Lead, Obsessive Male Lead, Wounded Male Lead, Regretful Male Lead, Male Lead with Unrequited Love, Devoted Male Lead, Big-Dog Male Lead, Capable Female Lead, Forward Female Lead, Kind Female Lead, Wounded Female Lead, Innocent Female Lead, Regression / Time Travel, Transcendent Being, Royalty / Nobility, Misunderstanding

One day, strange writing suddenly began appearing before my eyes.

<Best> We’re the advance party of the Golden Family’s brother-and-sister fanatics. The male lead is completely obsessed, and the female lead is utterly tragic. Obsessive imprisonment with no regrets—what a delicious trash-fire romance (⋆ˆ ³ ˆ)♄

What did ā€œadvance partyā€ mean, and what on earth were ā€œmale leadā€ and ā€œfemale leadā€ supposed to mean?

I was bewildered, wondering if I had finally gone crazy, but I had no choice but to accept the truth.

These were clearly conversations between gods revealing events that would happen in the future.

Based on what I learned from them, I dumped my cheating, worthless fiancƩ and even succeeded in business.

I thought all that remained was for me to walk down a smooth road to a bright future…

<Best> Take the loser to the scrapyard. This novel’s biggest junker wasn’t even the male lead—it was the author. My life is legendary for making it this far into the story.

But then, without any warning, the world came to an end—and I even regressed back to my childhood?

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