𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝑬𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 [Discontinued]

꧁Chapter 6꧂

-Weird.

Super weird. Why does a maid have a favorality meter?! She isn't one of the love interest either! So why.. why in the world..

Penelope's hand trembled as she stand up, walking towards the exit in a wobbly state. She couldn't believe what was happening, no, why is it even happening?

Was there a new love interest?

-Her?

That maid? That one that said a horrible thing to her?

As far as Penelope remembered, there was no female interest. And there never was since this place was a reverse harem game.

What's more, that maids favorality of her was [-2%]. A negative!! It started with a negative!! So how could she be a main interest?!

Well, Reynold did start with a negative but still..! How is that possible?!

Penelope exited the place and headed inside the ducal household, a sweat dropping from her face. She looked through the floor, not noticing the weird gazes of the maids.

Penelope clenched her fists and stared in front of her. She was about to head onto her room but soon halted. Her eyes widening, seeing the other maids in front of her.

Penelope couldn't believe her eyes.

This.. what kind of development is this?!

She stared on top of their heads, every single last one of the maids. All have a favorality meter on top of their heads.

Penelope rubbed her eyes.

-Is she dreaming?

She pinched her cheeks and confirmed that she was not dreaming. The maids in front gave her weird stares.

Has the fake substitute finally lost her mind?

Some gave Penelope weird stares while some we're mumbling, wondering if the fake substitute of the ducal household has finally gone crazy.

No,

Penelope wasn't crazy, she was just dumbfounded. There was no setting like this, no place on her memory.

Thinking back on all the lifetimes she lived and died, there was no such thing as this. So, how did this suddenly happen?

Staring at their favoralities, Penelope was dumbfounded. Every single last one of them had their favoralities in negative.

Penelope expected this much. But it still hurts.

Penelope took a deep breath before pursuing her lips, she started walking once again, her steps walking on a fast pace. Her hands we're both clenched tightly.

She headed upstairs and didn't even bother looking at the maids. She reached her room and immediately closed the door. She was still indeed confused but still remained composed.

All maids have favorality meters on top of their heads, then what about.. Emily..? The Duke? What about the common folks? The nobles? Do they have a favorality meter on top of their heads too?

Penelope raised her hand and placed it on her lips, she soon unconsciously started biting her nails as a force of habit, as she still was lost on thought. She started walking left and right, making one frustrated just by looking at her.

This.. Have things changed unlike the original..?

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"How is it? Did she take a stroll just like how i requested?" The Duke asked his butler, Pennel, not sparing him a glance as he continued to do his paperwork.