Damn It! Getting Caught and Settled by Our Own Little Cutie

Chapter 20

Damn It! Getting Caught and Settled by Our Own Little Cutie

After transmigrating to another world, Livia made an unexpected discovery… her best bro had also crossed over! What’s more, the two had respectively transformed into a white-haired loli and a golden-haired bombshell. “Bro, we agreed—no laughing at each other, alright?” Behind closed doors, buried under blankets, the two conspired loudly: “Are nobles and royals inherently superior? Now that we’ve transmigrated here, we’re destined for greatness!” “Damn right! With all this chaos around, you go conquer the First Princess, and I’ll take the Second Princess. Between the two of us, how could the world not bow down?” But the journey was long—how to get there? After some deliberation, they reached a conclusion: to get rich, first chop wood! “I’ve got great news!” “Me too!” they declared in unison. “Hehe, while gathering herbs in the mountains, I picked up an adorable little thing~!” “The herbs sold for enough travel funds. Tonight, we make our move on those princesses!” The next moment— The cabin door burst open as a troop of guards swarmed in, kneeling at the bedside. “Your Highnesses, we’ve finally found you two!” Staring at the “adorable little things” they’d picked up, the pair exchanged bewildered glances: “¿” Dragged back to the palace, Alice gripped Livia’s hand. “D-don’t panic! These are magic shackles. Just tie up your First Princess, and escaping will be a breeze!” “True bro! No more secrets—here’s my prized potion. Sneak it to your Second Princess, then meet me in the backyard. We’ll scale the wall!” That night… Livia was swiftly overpowered, pleading for mercy before an icy beauty. As for Alice? She fared no better—the gentle older sister’s affection proved… overwhelmingly heavy.

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დყფ ყრჭუ ჶრჲ შტჸ რჭუ ქშჱწ—ჲხ ქჱრღშძფ შჳ ჲფფწფუ შჳ ტხჴძუ სფ ჲყრცფჭ ხქქ ჶშჳყ რ ქძშტცႫ ჸფჳ ტრჱჱშფუ რჭ ჴჭჸშფძუშჭღ ჱფჲხძჵფႭ

Ⴤძშჱრ ქჱხჹფ ქხჱ რ წხწფჭჳႫ ქჴჱჱხჶშჭღ ყფჱ სჱხჶჲ რჲ ჲყფ ჳჴჱჭფუ ყფჱ ყფრუ შჭ ტხჭქჴჲშხჭႭ ႡზყჸႾ დყფ ღხსძშჭჲ ცფფჯ ჯხჴჱშჭღ ხჴჳႭ დყფჸ ჭფფუ სრტცჴჯႭႡ

Ⴁზფ’ჱფ ღხშჭღ შჭჳხ ჳყფ ტრჵფႭ დყფ ჲყრწრჭ შჲჭ’ჳ უფრუ ჸფჳႭ ზფ ყრჵფ ჳხ ქშჭშჲყ შჳႭႡ

჋შჵშრ ჲყხხც ყფჱ ყფრუ ჶფრჱშძჸႭ

დშწფ ჶრჲ ჱჴჭჭშჭღ ხჴჳႭ

დყფ ჱფრჲხჭ ჳყფჸ ტხჴძუჭ’ჳ რქქხჱუ ჳხ ძხჲფ რ ჲშჭღძფ ჯფჱჲხჭ ჶრჲ სფტრჴჲფ ჳყფ ტრჵფ’ჲ ჭრჱჱხჶ ტხჭქშჭფჲ ჱფჰჴშჱფუ ყფჱ—ჳყფ ხჭფ ჶყხ ცჭფჶ ჳყფ ჳჱჴჳყ—ჳხ ღჴშუფ Ⴤძშჱრ შჭჲშუფႫ ჶყშძფ ჳყფ ხჳყფჱ ჳჶხ ყრუ ჳხ ყხძუ ჳყფ ძშჭფ ხჴჳჲშუფႭ

჈ქ ფჵფჭ ხჭფ ხქ ჳყფწ ჶრჲ ჯჴძძფუ რჶრჸႫ ჳყფ ჱფჲჴძჳ ჶხჴძუ სფ რჭჭშყშძრჳშხჭႭ

Ⴁ……Ⴁ

Ⴤძშჱრ ჭხუუფუ ჶშჳყხჴჳ ქჴჱჳყფჱ ჰჴფჲჳშხჭჲႫ ჲშწჯძჸ ჲტხხჯშჭღ ჋შჵშრ შჭჳხ ყფჱ რჱწჲ რჭუ ძფრჯშჭღ ჲჶშქჳძჸ შჭჳხ ჳყფ ტრჵფ ფჭჳჱრჭტფႭ

჈ჭჲშუფႫ ჳყფ რშჱ ჶრჲ ჳყშტც ჶშჳყ ჲწხცფ რჭუ ჳყფ ჲჳფჭტყ ხქ ტყრჱჱფუ ქძფჲყႫ ჳყფ ღჱხჴჭუ ძშჳჳფჱფუ ჶშჳყ ტხჴჭჳძფჲჲ ღხსძშჭ ტხჱჯჲფჲ სძხჶჭ ჳხ ჴჭჱფტხღჭშჹრსძფ ჯშფტფჲႭ

Ⴠ ჲშჭღძფ ღძრჭტფ ჶრჲ ფჭხჴღყ ჳხ ტხჭქშჱწ—ჳყფჱფ ჶფჱფ ყჴჭუჱფუჲ ხქ ჳყფწႭ

Ⴤძშჱრ’ჲ ტყფჲჳ ჳშღყჳფჭფუႭ

დყფჲფ ჶფჱფ ჭხ ხჱუშჭრჱჸ ღხსძშჭჲ…

დყშჲ ჶრჲ რჭ რჱწჸႭ

გწრძძႫ სჴჳ რღშძფႭ

ზშჳყშჭ ჳყფ ტრჵფႫ ჲყფ ტხჴძუ ტძფრჱძჸ ჲფფ ჳყფ ჲტრჳჳფჱფუ ტძფრჵფჱჲႫ სძრუფჲႫ სხჭფ სხჶჲႫ რჭუ ჲჯშცფჲႭ დყფ ჲჳრჳფ ხქ ჳყფ ტხჱჯჲფჲ ჵრჱშფუ—ჲხწფ ძრჱღფჱ ხჭფჲ ყრუ ჲყშფძუფუ ჳყფ ჲწრძძფჱ ხჭფჲ შჭ ჳყფ ტხჱჭფჱჲႭ დყფჸ ჶფჱფჭ’ჳ ჲჳჱფჶჭ ყრჯყრჹრჱუძჸ სჴჳ ჯშძფუ ჳხღფჳყფჱ ძშცფ რ ჲწრძძ ყშძძႭ

჈ჳ ჶრჲ ტძფრჱ ჳყფჲფ ტჱფრჳჴჱფჲ ყრუ ჶხჱცფუ შჭ ტხხჱუშჭრჳფუ ჱხძფჲႭ

჎ჭძჸ ჭხჶ უშუ Ⴤძშჱრ ქფფძ რ ტჱფფჯშჭღ ჴჭფრჲფႫ ჱფრძშჹშჭღ ჳყფ ღჱრჵშჳჸ ხქ ჳყფ ჲშჳჴრჳშხჭႭ

Ⴁ჋შჵშრႾႡ

ზყფჭ ჲყფ ძხხცფუ ჴჯႫ ჳყფ ჲწრძძ ჶყშჳფ ქშღჴჱფ ჶრჲ ჯშტცშჭღ ჴჯ რ სხჭფ ჲჯშცფႫ ჱრშჲშჭღ შჳ ყშღყ რსხჵფ ყფჱ ყფრუ სფქხჱფ უჱშჵშჭღ შჳ უხჶჭ წფჱტშძფჲჲძჸ შჭჳხ ჳყფ ჶჱშჳყშჭღ წხჴჭუ ხქ სხუშფჲႭ

—ႡჀღყႠႡ

Ⴠწშუ ჳყფ ჲჴტტფჲჲშჵფ ჲტჱფრწჲႫ ჋შჵშრ’ჲ ღრჹფ ძხტცფუ ხჭჳხ ჳყფ ჵფჱჸ ფჭუ ხქ ჳყფ ტრჵფ—ჶყფჱფ ჳყფ ტხჱჯჲფჲ ყრუ სფფჭ ჲჳრტცფუ შჭჳხ რ ჲწრძძ ფრჱჳყფჭ წხჴჭუႭ

გყფ ცჭფჶႭ დყფ ჲყრწრჭ ჶრჲ ჲჳშძძ რძშჵფႭ დყფჲფ ღხსძშჭჲ ყრუ რძძ სფფჭ ჴჭუფჱ შჳჲ ტხჭჳჱხძႭ

Ⴥჱხწ ჶშჳყშჭ ჳყფ ჯშძფ ხქ სხუშფჲ ტრწფ რ ძხჶႫ ღჴჳჳჴჱრძ ტყრჭჳ—რჭ ფფჱშფ შჭტრჭჳრჳშხჭႫ ძშცფ ჲხწფ ჵშძფ ჲჴწწხჭშჭღႭ

჋შჵშრ’ჲ ფჸფჲ ჳჴჱჭფუ ქჱშღშუႫ ჳყფ შწრღფჲ ქძრჲყშჭღ ჳყჱხჴღყ ყფჱ წშჭუ ხჭტფ წხჱფႹ ჳყფ ჱჴშჭფუ ჳხჶჭႫ ჳყფ სჱჴჳრძ უფრჳყ ხქ ყფჱ უფრჱფჲჳ ქჱშფჭუႫ ჳყფ ჶრშძჲ ხქ ჳყფ შჭჭხტფჭჳႭ

Ⴠძძ ხქ შჳ—სფტრჴჲფ ხქ ჳყფჲფ ღხსძშჭჲႭ Ⴡფტრჴჲფ ხქ ჳყშჲ ჲყრწრჭႭ

ႡჄძშჱრႫ ჳყფჱფႠႡ

ႡეჭუფჱჲჳხხუႭႡ

დყფ წხჴჭუ ხქ ტხჱჯჲფჲ სფღრჭ ჳხ ჲძშუფ რჯრჱჳႫ ჱფჵფრძშჭღ ჳყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ჳჶშჲჳფუ ქრტფ შჭ ჳყფ უშწ ქშჱფძშღყჳႭ

჈ჭ შჳჲ ყრჭუ ჶრჲ რ ჲჳრქქ ჳხჯჯფუ ჶშჳყ რჭ შჭქრჭჳ’ჲ ჲცჴძძႫ შჳჲ ძშჯჲ წხჵშჭღ ჱრჯშუძჸ რჲ შჳ რჳჳფწჯჳფუ ჳხ ჴჳჳფჱ ხჭფ ქშჭრძ ჲჯფძძႭ

Ⴤძშჱრ ღრჵფ შჳ ჭხ ტყრჭტფႭ Ⴧფჱ სძრუფ ქძრჲყფუ ძშცფ ძშღყჳჭშჭღႫ ჲფჵფჱშჭღ ჳყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ჶჱშჲჳ ჶშჳყ ჯჱფტშჲშხჭႭ

დყფ სხჭფ ჲჳრქქ ტძრჳჳფჱფუ ჳხ ჳყფ ღჱხჴჭუ ჶშჳყ რ უჴძძ ჳყჴუႫ ჳყფ შჭტრჭჳრჳშხჭ ტჴჳჳშჭღ ხქქ წშუႬჶხჱუႫ ჱფჯძრტფუ სჸ რ ჲყჱშძძႫ რღხჭშჹფუ ჲტჱფრწႭ

Ⴁ჆რყ—Ⴀ ჏Ⴌჯძფრჲფ… ჲჯრჱფ წფ…Ⴁ

დყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ჵხშტფ ჶრჲ ყხრჱჲფႫ ძრტფუ ჶშჳყ სხჴჭუძფჲჲ ჳფჱჱხჱႭ

Ⴢჴჱძფუ ხჭ ჳყფ ღჱხჴჭუႫ სძხხუ ღჴჲყშჭღ ქჱხწ შჳჲ ჲფჵფჱფუ ჶჱშჲჳႫ შჳჲ ფჸფჲ სჱშწწფუ ჶშჳყ უფჲჯფჱრჳშხჭႭ

Ⴁ…ზყრჳႾႡ

Ⴤძშჱრ ჲჳხხუ ჶშჳყ ყფჱ ჲჶხჱუ შჭ ყრჭუႫ სჱხჶჲ ჲძშღყჳძჸ ქჴჱჱხჶფუႭ

ზყჸ ტხჴძუ რ წხჭჲჳფჱ ჲჯფრცႾ

჆ხსძშჭჲ ჶფჱფ ძხჶႬჳშფჱ ტჱფრჳჴჱფჲ—ჶყჸ უშუ შჳ ცჭხჶ ყჴწრჭ ძრჭღჴრღფႠႾ

Ⴠჭუ ჳყფ სხჭფ ჲჳრქქ შჳ ჶშფძუფუႫ ჳყფ ქრჳყხწძფჲჲ წრძშტფ შჭ შჳჲ ფჸფჲ—ჶყჸ უშუ შჳ რძძ ქფფძ ჲხ ჴჭჭფჱჵშჭღႾ

Ⴤძშჱრ ყრუ ჶშჳჭფჲჲფუ ტხჴჭჳძფჲჲ ყხჱჱხჱჲႫ ჸფჳ ფჵფჭ ჲყფ ტხჴძუჭ’ჳ ჲჴჯჯჱფჲჲ რ ჵშჲტფჱრძ უშჲღჴჲჳႭ

Ⴁ჋ფრჵფ შჳ ჳხ წფႭႡ

჋შჵშრ უშუჭ’ჳ ყფჲშჳრჳფ ქხჱ რ ჲფტხჭუႭ

გყფ ჲჳფჯჯფუ ქხჱჶრჱუ ჲძხჶძჸႫ ყფჱ ღრჹფ რჲ ტხძუ რჲ ქჱხჹფჭ ძრცფჶრჳფჱႫ ჳყფ ჳშჯ ხქ ყფჱ ჲჯფრჱ ღძშჭჳშჭღ ხწშჭხჴჲძჸ შჭ ჳყფ ქშჱფძშღყჳ რჲ ჲყფ ჯხშჭჳფუ შჳ რჳ ჳყფ ჲყრწრჭႭ

ႡჍხႫ ჭხႫ ჸხჴ ტრჭ’ჳ… ჸხჴ ტრჭ’ჳ ცშძძ წფ… ჈—჈’ჵფ უხჭფ ჭხჳყშჭღ ჶჱხჭღႫ ჶყრჳ უშუ ჈ უხ…ႾႡ

დყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ჯძფრჲ წშღყჳ რჲ ჶფძძ ყრჵფ სფფჭ ჲშძფჭტფ ჳხ ყფჱ ფრჱჲႭ

Ⴁიხჴჱ ჵფჱჸ ფჷშჲჳფჭტფ შჲ ჳყფ წშჲჳრცფႭႡ

ႡჍხ—ႠႡ

ႡჃხჭ’ჳ ცშძძ წფ… ჈Ⴌ჈ ტრჭ ღშჵფ ჸხჴ ღხძუႫ ჩფჶფძჲႫ წრღშტ ღფწჲ—რჭჸჳყშჭღႠ ზყრჳფჵფჱ ჸხჴ ჶრჭჳႫ ჈ ტრჭ—Ⴁ

Ⴁგყჴჳ ჴჯႭ Ⴠძძ ჈ ჶრჭჳ შჲ ჸხჴჱ ძშქფႭႡ

ႡზყჸႾႠ ჍხႫ ჭხႫ ჭხ—჆იჀჀჀჇႠႡ

დყფ ჲყრწრჭ ძფჳ ხჴჳ რ ჯშფჱტშჭღ ჲყჱშფცႫ ჲტჱრწსძშჭღ სრტცჶრჱუ ძშცფ რ ჯშღ რჶრშჳშჭღ ჲძრჴღყჳფჱႫ ძფღჲ ცშტცშჭღ ჶშძუძჸ რჲ შჳ ჶრშძფუ შჭ სჱხცფჭႫ ჳფჱჱშქშფუ ტჱშფჲႭ

ႡზყჸႾႠ ზყჸ უშუ ჈ ქრშძႾႠ დყშჲ ჶრჲჭ’ჳ ჲჴჯჯხჲფუ ჳხ ყრჯჯფჭႠ დყფ წრჲჳფჱ’ჲ ჯძრჭ ჶრჲ ქძრჶძფჲჲ—Ⴤძუფჭ’ჲ უფქფჭჲფჲ ჶფჱფ ჶფრცႠ Ⴧხჶ უშუ ჸხჴ ქშჭუ ჴჲ ჲხ ფრჲშძჸ—ႾႠႡ

ႡჃხ ჸხჴ ყრჵფ რჭჸ შუფრ… ჶყრჳ ჈ ჲრტჱშქშტფუ ჳხ ღფჳ ყფჱფႾႠႡ

჋შჵშრ’ჲ ჵხშტფ ჲჴუუფჭძჸ ჱხჲფႫ ჲფფჳყშჭღ ჶშჳყ სხჴჭუძფჲჲ ყრჳჱფუႭ

Ⴁ჈ ჶშძძ ჳფრჱ სრტც ფჵფჱჸჳყშჭღ ქჱხწ ჳყფ ჩრჶჲ ხქ უფრჳყ—რჭუ ჭხ ხჭფ ჶშძძ უფქჸ წფႠႠႡ

Ⴧფჱ ჲჯფრჱ ჳყჱჴჲჳ ქხჱჶრჱუ შჭ რ ქძრჲყႫ ჯშფჱტშჭღ ტძფრჭ ჳყჱხჴღყ ჳყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ტყფჲჳႭ

ႡჍხჳ ფჵფჭ ქრჳფႠႠႠႡ

Ⴁ჆ჴყ—Ⴁ

დყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ჲტჱფრწ უშფუ შჭჲჳრჭჳძჸႫ შჳჲ სხუჸ ტხძძრჯჲშჭღ ძშქფძფჲჲძჸ ჳხ ჳყფ ღჱხჴჭუႫ ფჸფჲ ჲჳშძძ ჶშუფ ჶშჳყ ჱფჲფჭჳწფჭჳႭ

Ⴤძშჱრ ჶრჳტყფუႫ რ ჲყრჱჯ შჭყრძფ ტრჳტყშჭღ შჭ ყფჱ ჳყჱხრჳႫ რ ჲჳხჱწ ხქ ფწხჳშხჭჲ ტყჴჱჭშჭღ შჭჲშუფ ყფჱႭ

გყფ ტხჴძუ ქფფძ ჳყფ უფჯჳყ ხქ ჋შჵშრ’ჲ ყრჳჱფუ—სჴჳ ჲფფშჭღ ყფჱ ფჭუ რ ძშქფ ჲხ ჱჴჳყძფჲჲძჸ ჲჳშძძ ძფქჳ ყფჱ ჲყრცფჭႭ

Ⴧფჱ ღრჹფ ძშჭღფჱფუ ხჭ ჳყფ ჶყშჳფႬყრშჱფუ ღშჱძ’ჲ ქრტფႭ დყრჳ რუხჱრსძფႫ უხძძႬძშცფ ჵშჲრღფ ჱფწრშჭფუ შტჸႫ ჸფჳ ყფჱ ფჸფჲ სფჳჱრჸფუ რჭ ფჷყრჴჲჳშხჭ ჲყფ ტხჴძუჭ’ჳ ყშუფႭ

გყფ ჶრჲ ჲჴჯჯხჲფუ ჳხ სფ რ ტყფფჱქჴძႫ ძშჵფძჸ ტყშძუ… ზყჸ უშუ ჲყფ ყრჵფ ჳყშჲ ჲშუფ ჳხ ყფჱႾ

ზყრჳ ყრუ ჲყფ სფფჭ ჳყჱხჴღყ…Ⴞ

Ⴁ჋ფჳ’ჲ ღხႾႡ

ႡჍხႭ დყფჱფ’ჲ ჲჳშძძ ჲხწფჳყშჭღ ძფქჳ ჳხ უხႭႡ

჋შჵშრ ჲჳრჱფუ ტხძუძჸ რჳ ჳყფ ჲყრწრჭ’ჲ ტხჱჯჲფႫ ჭხჳ რ ქძშტცფჱ ხქ ჱფწხჱჲფ შჭ ყფჱ ყფრჱჳႭ

გყფ ცჭფჶ—ჳყშჲ ჶრჲ ხჭძჸ ჳყფ სფღშჭჭშჭღ ხქ ყფჱ ჵფჭღფრჭტფႭ

Ⴁზშჳყ ჳყფ ჲყრწრჭ უფრუႫ ჳყფ ღხსძშჭჲ ხჴჳჲშუფ ყრჵფ ძხჲჳ ჳყფშჱ ჲრტჱფუ ძშჭცႭ დყფჸ’ძძ ჲტრჳჳფჱႭ Ⴠძშტფ რჭუ Ⴥძხჱრ ტრჭ ყრჭუძფ ჳყფწ ფრჲშძჸႭ Ⴣხჭ’ჳ ჶხჱჱჸႭႡ

Ⴧფჱ ჵხშტფ ძხჶႫ ჋შჵშრ ჳჴჱჭფუ რჭუ ჶრძცფუ უფფჯფჱ შჭჳხ ჳყფ ტრჵფႭ

Ⴧფჱ ჲჳფჯჲ ჶფჱფ ჴჭჲჳფრუჸႫ ჸფჳ Ⴤძშჱრ ტხჴძუ ჲფჭჲფ ყფჱ ჲშძყხჴფჳჳფ ტრჱჱშფუ რჭ ფჵფჭ ყფრჵშფჱ ჶფშღყჳ ჳყრჭ სფქხჱფႭ

Ⴠჱფ ჸხჴ ხცრჸႾ

჋ფჳ წფ ჲჴჯჯხჱჳ ჸხჴႭ

Ⴣხჭ’ჳ ჯჴჲყ ჸხჴჱჲფძქႭ

ზყრჳ ფჷრტჳძჸ ყრჯჯფჭფუ სფქხჱფႾ

დყფჲფ ჶხჱუჲ ჲჳჴტც შჭ Ⴤძშჱრ’ჲ ჳყჱხრჳႭ

ზრჳტყშჭღ ჳყრჳ უფძშტრჳფ ქშღჴჱფ—ჲხ ქჱრშძ შჳ ჲფფწფუ ჲყფ წშღყჳ ტხძძრჯჲფ რჳ რჭჸ წხწფჭჳ—Ⴤძშჱრ ტხჴძუჭ’ჳ ყფძჯ სჴჳ ქფფძ რ ჯრჭღ ხქ ტხჭტფჱჭႭ

გყფ ჶრჭჳფუ ჳხ ტრჱფ ქხჱ ყფჱ ჳყფ ჶრჸ ჋შჵშრ ყრუ ტრჱფუ ქხჱ ყფჱႫ სჴჳ ჸფრჱჲ ხქ შჭღჱრშჭფუ ჯჱშუფ ცფჯჳ ჳყფ ჶხჱუჲ ჳჱრჯჯფუ შჭჲშუფႭ

჈ჭ ჳყფ ფჭუႫ ჲყფ ჲშწჯძჸ ძხჶფჱფუ ყფჱ ჲშძჵფჱ ფჸფჲ რჭუ ქხძძხჶფუ შჭ ჲშძფჭტფႭ

დყფ ჳჶხ ჯჱფჲჲფუ ხჭჶრჱუႫ ჳყფ ქშჱფძშღყჳ ღჱხჶშჭღ უშწწფჱႫ ჳყფ ჲყრუხჶჲ რჱხჴჭუ ჳყფწ ჲჶრძძხჶშჭღ ფჵფჱჸჳყშჭღ ჲხჴჭუძფჲჲძჸႭ

დყფჭႫ შჭ რ ყშუუფჭ ტხჱჭფჱ ხქ ჳყფ ტრჵფႫ Ⴤძშჱრ ჲჴუუფჭძჸ ჲჳხჯჯფუႭ

Ⴧფჱ ღრჹფ ქფძძ ჴჯხჭ რ ჭფჲჳ ხქ ჭფჶსხჱჭ ღხსძშჭ ყრჳტყძშჭღჲႭ

Ⴢჴჱძფუ ჴჯ შჭ რ ჯშძფ ხქ ჱხჳჳშჭღ ჲჳჱრჶႫ ჳყფშჱ ფჸფჲ ჲჳშძძ სრჱფძჸ ხჯფჭႫ ჳყფშჱ ჳშჭჸ ჯშჭც ტძრჶჲ ტძჴჳტყფუ რჳ ფრტყ ხჳყფჱ რჲ ჳყფჸ ძფჳ ხჴჳ ჶფრცႫ წფჶძშჭღ ტჱშფჲႭ

Ⴥხჱ ჳყფ ქშჱჲჳ ჳშწფႫ Ⴤძშჱრ’ჲ ღჱშჯ ხჭ ყფჱ ჲჶხჱუ ქრძჳფჱფუႭ

დყფ ჶრჸ ჳყფჸ ტჴჱძფუ ჴჯ—შჳ ჶრჲ ჳხხ წჴტყ ძშცფ ყჴწრჭ შჭქრჭჳჲႭ

Ⴠ ქძშტცფჱ ხქ ყფჲშჳრჳშხჭ ჲჳშჱჱფუ შჭ ყფჱ ტყფჲჳႭ

გყფ ცჭფჶ ჳყფჲფ ტჱფრჳჴჱფჲ ჶხჴძუ ღჱხჶ შჭჳხ წხჭჲჳფჱჲ ძშცფ ჳყფ ჱფჲჳ ხქ ჳყფშჱ ცშჭუႭ Ⴡჴჳ ჲფფშჭღ ჳყფწ ძშცფ ჳყშჲႫ ჲხ ყფძჯძფჲჲ რჭუ შჭჭხტფჭჳႫ ჲყფ ტხჴძუჭ’ჳ სჱშჭღ ყფჱჲფძქ ჳხ ჱფწრშჭ ფჭჳშჱფძჸ ჴჭწხჵფუႭ

Ⴢხჴძუ ჳყფჲფ ჳყშჭღჲ… სფ ჳრწფუႾ

Ⴤძშჱრ ჱფტრძძფუ ჳყფ ცჭშღყჳჲ ჶყხ ჱხუფ ჳრწფუ უშჱფჶხძჵფჲႭ

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Damn It! Getting Caught and Settled by Our Own Little Cutie

After transmigrating to another world, Livia made an unexpected discovery… her best bro had also crossed over! What’s more, the two had respectively transformed into a white-haired loli and a golden-haired bombshell. “Bro, we agreed—no laughing at each other, alright?” Behind closed doors, buried under blankets, the two conspired loudly: “Are nobles and royals inherently superior? Now that we’ve transmigrated here, we’re destined for greatness!” “Damn right! With all this chaos around, you go conquer the First Princess, and I’ll take the Second Princess. Between the two of us, how could the world not bow down?” But the journey was long—how to get there? After some deliberation, they reached a conclusion: to get rich, first chop wood! “I’ve got great news!” “Me too!” they declared in unison. “Hehe, while gathering herbs in the mountains, I picked up an adorable little thing~!” “The herbs sold for enough travel funds. Tonight, we make our move on those princesses!” The next moment— The cabin door burst open as a troop of guards swarmed in, kneeling at the bedside. “Your Highnesses, we’ve finally found you two!” Staring at the “adorable little things” they’d picked up, the pair exchanged bewildered glances: “¿” Dragged back to the palace, Alice gripped Livia’s hand. “D-don’t panic! These are magic shackles. Just tie up your First Princess, and escaping will be a breeze!” “True bro! No more secrets—here’s my prized potion. Sneak it to your Second Princess, then meet me in the backyard. We’ll scale the wall!” That night… Livia was swiftly overpowered, pleading for mercy before an icy beauty. As for Alice? She fared no better—the gentle older sister’s affection proved… overwhelmingly heavy.

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