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... ory. The Duke Xander’s father and older brother had marched off to the front lines, leaving behind only Xander, his infant sister, and their mother to manage the domain. It was a dire time—many men had been conscripted for the war, and resources were scarce. The prices of food and everyday commodities had soared to unprecedented heights.

He remembered it vividly—he never forgot.

His mother was a kind woman, compassionate and selfless. Whatever little resources made it to their ho ...

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The face reflected in the mirror was that of the villainess character of that game.

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No, for me who has remembered the memory of my previous life, there would be no such thing.

In my previous life, I was harassed immensely by an irrationally angry yandere man who proclaimed ‘She is absolutely in love with me.’

My cause of death, too, was from being stabbed by another yandere man who I only had talked with a few times……

Now that I have become the haughty villainess Erica, I shouldn’t encounter more misunderstandings like with the previous life’s yandere men anymore, right……?

In that case, it will be fine as long as I deal with the death flags that I may have raised myself.

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