Using Mockery to Hide My Shyness, I’m Chased and Loved by the Female Lead

Chapter 105

Using Mockery to Hide My Shyness, I’m Chased and Loved by the Female Lead

Modern apocalyptic era + Lovecraftian/Anomalies After transmigrating into an apocalyptic game as a minor villain, I’m weak, short, fragile, and constantly hungry—what should I do? Steal the proud and unattainable white moonlight lady that the overpowered female lead yearns for, win over her superior, tame the maid assigned to watch me, and even seize the foundation of the organization the female lead will later build. Finally, take the female lead in as my personal guard—let’s see how much trouble she can stir up then. Thinking everything is under her control, Donia sits high on her throne, only to be shocked… Damn it, she’s actually on her second playthrough! Guard: “She’s forcing our boss to the ground—she must be trying to take our boss back for… gasp!” Poor Donia gradually unlocks her own defeat CGs and precious memories! —————————— While still scheming with the cultists of pleasure, Donia keeps getting promoted within the Anomaly Management Bureau. Guiltily, she glances at the Director sitting behind the office desk. “Donia, it’s just the two of us now…” “I suspect I might be the mole sent by the Cult of Pleasure!” Struggling to keep a straight face, Donia puts on her most loyal and determined expression. “Yes, Director!”

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ᮄᮘᮕ ᮙᮓᮩ ᮢᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮝᮙᮨᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮖᮙᮞᮕ ᮣᮘᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮤᮺ ᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮔᮙᮑᮗᮟᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛᮣᮺ ᮝᮙᮝᮙᮓᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮜᮟᮧ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮢᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮠᮑᮤᮘᮣ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕᮺ ᮝᮕᮢᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮓᮤᮥᮑᮜ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮒᮜᮥᮢᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮙᮗᮘᮤᮼ

“ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕᮼ”

“ᯖᮟᮧ ᮔᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮢᮟᮦᮕ ᮙᮤᯍ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮜᮙᮖᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮑᮣ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢ ᮑᮣ ᮑ ᮓᮘᮙᮜᮔ’ᮣᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮓᮟᮜᮔ ᮙᮞᮔᮙᮖᮖᮕᮢᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮟᮢ ᮘᮑᮥᮗᮘᮤᮩ ᮠᮢᮙᮔᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮑ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮖᮥᮜ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮙᮟᮞ—ᮑ ᮢᮑᮧ ᮦᮥᮜᮞᮕᮢᮑᮒᮙᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮝᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕᮔ ᮣᮤᮢᮕᮞᮗᮤᮘᮼ

ᮀᮕᮢᮘᮑᮠᮣ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮘᮑᮢᮒᮟᮢᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮣᮕᮢᮦᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮙᮞᮙᮤᮙᮑᮜᮜᮩᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮥᮒᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩ ᮑᮓᮓᮕᮠᮤᮕᮔ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮧᮞᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮙᮔᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮕᮨᮠᮜᮑᮙᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮟᮢ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮙᮞ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤᮼ

ᮇᮘᮩ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮧᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤᮕᮔ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩᯍ

ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮩ ᮟᮖᮖᮕᮢ ᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮟᮖᯍ

“……”

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮖᮜᮙᮓᮛᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮝᮺ ᮘᮑ᮪ᮩ ᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮑ ᮓᮑᮞᮔᮜᮕᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮕᮡᮥᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮧᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᯉ ᮟᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮕᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮜᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮞᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮥᮠᮢᮟᮟᮤᮼ ᮉᮕᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤᮺ ᮞᮟᮢ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮝᮕᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮢᮙᮗᮙᮔ ᮑᮔᮘᮕᮢᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮟ ᯝᮢᮔᮕᮢᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮕᮦᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮕ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᯗᮖ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮠᮢᮟᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮞ ᯓᮞᮓᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮑᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮥᮢᮞ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮢᮙᮛᮕ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮔᮟᮧᮞᯍ

ᯝᮢᮔᮕᮢ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᮓᮑᮣᮤᮜᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮒᮥᮙᮜᮤᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮼᮼᮼ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮑᮒᮑᮞᮔᮟᮞ ᮕᮙᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮣᮙᮔᮕᮼ

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮺ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮤᮘᮙᮞ ᮜᮙᮠᮣᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢ—ᮑᮞ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮺ ᮑᮞ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮤᮘᮢᮟᮥᮗᮘ ᮤᮕᮝᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕᮼ

“ᯛᮙᮣᮣ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮼ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮑᮧᮛᮧᮑᮢᮔᮜᮩ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮕᮦᮑᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮝᮟᮦᮕᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ

“ᮇᮘᮩ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮦᮟᮙᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕ…”

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮥᮣᮙᮟᮞᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮜᮕᮕᮤᮻᮝᮙᮨᮕᮔ ᮢᮑᮙᮞ ᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮔᮕᮜᮙᮓᮑᮤᮕ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛᮣᮺ ᮒᮢᮙᮞᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮖᮑᮙᮞᮤ ᮣᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮼ

“ᯗ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᯐᮥᮢᮕᮑᮥ ᮟᮖ ᯏᮞᮟᮝᮑᮜᮙᮕᮣ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑ ᮖᮕᮧ ᮔᮑᮩᮣᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮓᮑᮞ’ᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮕᮕ ᮘᮟᮧ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᯛᮙᮣᮣ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕᯍ” ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮜᮟᮧ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮟᮑᮢᮣᮕᮺ ᮕᮔᮗᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮓᮘᮟᮛᮕᮼ

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮣ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᮤᮥᮢᮝᮟᮙᮜᮺ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮣᮠᮙᮜᮜ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮜᮟᮧᮜᮩ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔᮺ ᮖᮑᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮟᮞᮓᮕ ᮝᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮒᮢᮙᮝᮝᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮨ ᮕᮝᮟᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮼ

“ᮀᮢᮕᮓᮙᮣᮕᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ…”

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮜᮟᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮑᮥᮤᮙᮖᮥᮜ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮜᮥᮣᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮣᮘᮢᮟᮥᮔᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮣᮘᮑᮔᮟᮧᮼ

“ᯗ ᮑᮒᮣᮟᮜᮥᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮼ”

“ᯏᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮟᮢ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮑᮞ ᯓᮞᮓᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑᮼ” ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮤᮟᮟᮼ

ᯜᮟ ᮟᮞᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮝᮑᮞᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮢᮑᮧ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᯔᮙᮑᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤᮑᮢᮩ ᮣᮙᮜᮕᮞᮓᮕ ᮝᮑᮔᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮢᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮓᮩ ᮢᮑᮙᮞ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮕᮦᮕᮞ ᮓᮟᮜᮔᮕᮢᮺ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩ ᮜᮕᮑᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮧᮑᮩ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮤᮼ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮢᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮑᮜ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮥᮢᮗᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮔᮕᮞᮩ ᮙᮤᮺ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮝᮠᮥᮜᮣᮕ ᮜᮟᮔᮗᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮒᮕᮗᮗᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮑᮢᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮠᮕᮑᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮤᮘᮼ

“ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤᮼ”

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮧᮙᮔᮕᮞᮕᮔ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮼ ᯖᮕᮢ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮺ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮜᮙᮓᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮕᮺ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮔ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮠᮙᮕᮢᮓᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮑ ᮣᮧᮟᮢᮔᮼ

“ᮼᮼᮼᮇᮘᮩ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮜᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮼ”

ᯏ ᮠᮕᮢᮦᮑᮣᮙᮦᮕᮺ ᮘᮑ᮪ᮩ ᮔᮑᮢᮛ ᮑᮥᮢᮑ ᮣᮠᮢᮕᮑᮔ ᮟᮥᮤᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮟᮞ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮕᮢᮣᮼ

“ᯛᮠᮘ—”

ᮃᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮺ ᮓᮑᮢᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮑ ᮣᮥᮒᮤᮜᮕ ᮓᮟᮟᮜᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮣᮝᮟᮟᮤᮘ ᮑᮣ ᮧᮑᮢᮝ ᮚᮑᮔᮕᮺ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮥᮤᮤᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮢᮕᮗᮑᮢᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮓᮟᮞᮣᮕᮞᮤᮼ

ᯏ ᮖᮜᮙᮓᮛᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮣᮙᮤᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮓᮢᮟᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮥᮣᮘ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮑᮧᮑᮩᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮓᮢᮕᮑᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩ ᮖᮙᮕᮢᮓᮕ ᮕᮨᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕ ᮣᮘᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮕᮞᮤᮢᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮢᮑᮗᮗᮕᮔ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮤᮘᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮓᮓᮕᮜᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮒᮕᮑᮤᮣ ᮠᮜᮑᮩᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮑᮢᮣᮺ ᮓᮢᮥᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮣ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮝᮑᮞᮑᮗᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮗᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼ

“ᯛᮝᮝᮠᮘ—”

ᯏᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮔᮢᮑᮧᮞ ᮒᮩ ᮑ ᮝᮑᮗᮞᮕᮤᮺ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮥᮤᮤᮕᮢᮜᮩ ᮥᮞᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮣᮓᮑᮠᮕᮺ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮒᮤᮜᮩ ᮖᮢᮑᮗᮢᮑᮞᮤ ᮓᮟᮟᮜᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮢᮥᮣᮘ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮣᮥᮢᮗᮙᮞᮗ ᮜᮑᮛᮕ ᮧᮑᮤᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮢᮕᮑᮤᮕᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮘᮥᮢᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮝᮙᮞᮔ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮺ ᮩᮙᮕᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮠᮕᮑᮢᮜᮩ ᮤᮕᮕᮤᮘ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮘᮑᮢᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮤᮑᮜᮜᮙᮓᮺ ᮢᮥᮣᮤᮩ ᮣᮓᮕᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮙᮢᮼ

ᮃᮤᮥᮞᮗ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮗᮜᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑᮺ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮜᮩ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮤᮑᮜᮙᮑᮤᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮤᮢᮙᮛᮕ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛ ᮖᮢᮟ᮪ᮕ ᮢᮙᮗᮙᮔᮜᮩ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮙᮔᮻᮑᮙᮢᮼ

“ᮼᮼᮼᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮺ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑᯍ”

“ᯗ ᮢᮕᮖᮥᮣᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮒᮝᮙᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮙᮞᮣᮠᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮜᮟᮞᮗᮕᮢᮺ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕᮼ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮧᮙᮠᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮟᮟᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮙᮠᮣ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮼ ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮼ

“ᯗᮤ’ᮣ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗᮜᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮙᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮙᮤᯍ” ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮣᮤᮕᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩᮺ ᮑ ᮔᮕᮖᮙᮑᮞᮤ ᮣᮠᮑᮢᮛ ᮖᮜᮑᮣᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮖᮥᮕᮜᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮞᮚᮥᮢᮩᮼ “ᯗᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮢᮥᮣᮤ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ’ᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮟᮙᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮢᮥᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮥᮞᮤᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮕᮣᮤᮣᯍ”

“ᯗ ᮧᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮠᮢᮟᮦᮕ ᮑᮞᮩᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮜᮣᮕᮯ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮑᮠᮤᮥᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯓᮞᮓᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮔᮟ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕᮯ ᯐᮥᮢᮞ ᮝᮕ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮤᮑᮛᮕᮺ ᮟᮢ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮕᮦᮕᮢ—ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮓᮑᮢᮕ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮔᮟᮯ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮤᮥᮢᮞᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮤᮤᮕᮝᮠᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮕᮣᮓᮑᮠᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮑᮓᮛ ᮝᮙᮣᮤᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮣᮕᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮧᮢᮙᮣᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕᮖᮥᮜᮜᮩ ᮩᮑᮞᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮑᮓᮛ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮝᮒᮢᮑᮓᮕᮼ

“ᯗ ᮑᮝ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᯝᮦᮕᮢᮣᮕᮕᮢᮼ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮦᮕᮞ’ᮤ ᮠᮕᮢᮝᮙᮤᮤᮕᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮤᮟ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕᮼ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮢᮕᮖᮜᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮖᮙᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮟᮖ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮼ

“ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᯓᮨᮕᮓᮥᮤᮙᮦᮕ ᯝᮖᮖᮙᮓᮕᮢ ᮑᮞᮩᮝᮟᮢᮕᮼᮼᮼ ᮃᮤᮟᮠ ᮣᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᯛᮠᮘ—”

ᮅᮞᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮠᮕᮑᮛ ᮔᮥᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮟᮒᮣᮤᮢᮥᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮘᮙᮝᮝᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮖᮢᮑᮗᮝᮕᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣᮺ ᮓᮑᮥᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮕᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮕᮞᮟᮥᮗᮘᮼ

ᯏᮞᮩ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮠᮟᮧᮕᮢᮜᮕᮣᮣᮼ

ᯜᮟᮧᮺ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮙᮞᮡᮥᮙᮢᮕ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮧᮑᮩᮼ

ᯗᮞᮤᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮖᮜᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮟᮖ ᮢᮕᮜᮕᮑᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑᮺ ᮑᮜᮜᮟᮧᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮝᮑᮜᮜ ᮖᮙᮣᮤᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮠᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮕᮣᮤᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮕᮑᮞᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮩᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢᮕᮢᯈ “ᯗᮤ’ᮣ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮩ ᮙᮤ’ᮣ ᮟᮦᮕᮢᮼ”

ᮉᮕᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮑᮙᮞ ᮗᮢᮕᮧ ᮧᮕᮑᮛᮕᮢᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮟᮧᮣ ᮜᮕᮣᮣᮕᮞᮕᮔᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮙᮣᮤ ᮙᮞ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮗᮢᮕᮧ ᮝᮟᮢᮕ ᮘᮑ᮪ᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮒᮢᮙᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮘᮕᮕᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮕᮑᮢᮣ ᮢᮕᮖᮜᮕᮓᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮢᮑᮗᮙᮜᮕᮺ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮞᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮞᮣᮙᮖᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮕᮣᮙᮢᮕ ᮙᮞ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮟᮣᮣᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮓᮟᮞᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮺ ᮠᮢᮟᮤᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮥᮑᮢᮔᮙᮑᮞᮣᮘᮙᮠᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮡᮥᮕᮣᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮞᮕᮕᮔᮕᮔ ᮑᮞᮣᮧᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔᮺ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮠᮟᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮧᮑᮩ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮒᮕᮗᮙᮞᮞᮙᮞᮗᮼ

ᯐᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮑ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᮓᮑᮞ ᮖᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮙᮔᮕᮞᮤᮙᮤᮩᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮓᮑᮞᮞᮟᮤ ᮖᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮥᮒᮤᮜᮕᮺ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮙᮝᮠᮟᮣᮣᮙᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮕᮑᮜᮼ

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮑᮤ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮢᮥᮒᮩᮻᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮧᮑᮤᮓᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮤᮢᮑᮞᮣᮙᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮑᮞᮗᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮜᮕᮣᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮜᮕᮣᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮣᮕᮞᮤᮝᮕᮞᮤᮺ ᮥᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮑ ᮘᮑᮢᮝᮜᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢ ᮠᮟᮟᮜᮼ

ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮜᮕᮑᮢ ᮠᮟᮟᮜ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮕᮖᮜᮕᮓᮤ ᮝᮟᮟᮞᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮓᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮑᮓᮢᮟᮣᮣ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮣᮥᮢᮖᮑᮓᮕᮼ

ᯝᮞᮜᮩ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮣᮕᮕᮝᮕᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮦᮕᮢᮗᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮜᮟᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮤᮘᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮞᮤᮙᮢᮕ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮕᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮝᮠᮺ ᮔᮙᮔ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮖᮙᮞᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮟᮜᮔᮼ

“ᮉᮟᮥ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮣᮑᮞᮕᮼᮼᮼ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮗᮑᮣᮠᮕᮔ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑᮙᮢᮺ ᮣᮠᮕᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮑ ᮧᮕᮑᮛ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮜᮜ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮒᮕᮘᮙᮞᮔ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ ᯖᮕᮜᮔ ᮤᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮙᮞ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮕᮝᮒᮢᮑᮓᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮞᮟᮧᮘᮕᮢᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮢᮥᮞᮺ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮗᮜᮑᮞᮓᮕᮔ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮖᮢᮑᮞᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩᮼ ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ’ᮣ ᮘᮟᮤ ᮒᮢᮕᮑᮤᮘ ᮒᮢᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮞᮕᮓᮛᮺ ᮢᮑᮙᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮙᮞᮩ ᮗᮟᮟᮣᮕᮒᮥᮝᮠᮣ ᮟᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮖᮑᮙᮢᮺ ᮣᮝᮟᮟᮤᮘ ᮣᮛᮙᮞᮼ

“ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑᮺ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮞ ᯓᮞᮓᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮢᯍ”

ᯏᮔᮕᮜᮕ ᮢᮑᮙᮣᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮺ ᮖᮑᮓᮙᮞᮗ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮑᮗᮑᮙᮞᮣᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

“ᯗᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤᮼ”

ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮙᮞᮣᮙᮣᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮤᮥᮒᮒᮟᮢᮞᮜᮩᮼ

ᮃᮘᮕ ᮑᮒᮣᮟᮜᮥᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮑᮔᮝᮙᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮙᮜᮜᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩᮼ

“ᯏᮘᮯ”

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮠᮑᮜᮝ ᮔᮕᮣᮓᮕᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮠᮥᮞᮙᮣᮘᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ ᮣᮡᮥᮕᮕ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮕᮩᮕᮣ ᮣᮘᮥᮤᮺ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮟᮞᮗ ᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮣ ᮤᮢᮕᮝᮒᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮔᮕᮜᮙᮓᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩᮺ ᮝᮑᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮜᮟᮟᮛ ᮕᮣᮠᮕᮓᮙᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮠᮙᮤᮙᮑᮒᮜᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮙᮓᮩ ᮢᮑᮙᮞ ᮜᮑᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮘᮕᮕᮛᮣᮺ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮑ ᮘᮕᮜᮠᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮖᮙᮢᮕ ᮙᮗᮞᮙᮤᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮼ

ᯗᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮢᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮗᮢᮙᮕᮦᮑᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮙᮣᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮑᮞᮔᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮩᮕᮤᮼᮼᮼ

“ᯏᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮞ ᯓᮞᮓᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮢᯍ”

“ᯗᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤᮼ”

“ᯏᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮑᮞ ᯓᮞᮓᮘᮑᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮢᮼᮼᮼᯍ”

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮗᮢᮑᮩ ᮕᮩᮕᮣᮺ ᮢᮥᮤᮘᮜᮕᮣᮣ ᮩᮕᮤ ᮖᮥᮜᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮠᮙᮤᮩᮺ ᮗᮑ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮥᮠᮟᮞ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

ᮄᮘᮕ ᯝᮖᮖᮙᮓᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮡᮥᮙᮢᮕᮔ ᮞᮟ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮢᮥᮝᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮟᮢᮤᮥᮢᮕᯉ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮒᮑᮢᮕ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣ ᮑᮜᮟᮞᮕ ᮔᮕᮜᮙᮦᮕᮢᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮥᮞᮙᮡᮥᮕᮜᮩ ᮙᮞᮤᮙᮝᮑᮤᮕ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮓᮙᮠᮙᮕᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮥᮞᮙᮣᮘᮝᮕᮞᮤᮼ

“ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤᮯ ᯗᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤᮼᮼᮼ ᯗ’ᮝᮮ ᮞᮟᮤᮼᮼᮼᮯ”

ᮄᮘᮕ ᮓᮘᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮒ ᮑᮓᮓᮟᮝᮠᮑᮞᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮕᮑᮓᮘ ᮔᮕᮞᮙᮑᮜ ᮗᮢᮕᮧ ᮘᮕᮑᮦᮙᮕᮢᮼ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑ’ᮣ ᮘᮑᮞᮔᮣᮺ ᮧᮘᮙᮓᮘ ᮤᮢᮙᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮜᮟᮓᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮜᮟᮧᮣᮺ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮢᮥᮤᮘᮜᮕᮣᮣᮜᮩ ᮠᮥᮣᮘᮕᮔ ᮑᮣᮙᮔᮕᮺ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮜᮥᮤᮓᮘ ᮔᮕᮣᮠᮕᮢᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮕᮝ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮓᮜᮟᮤᮘᮕᮣᮺ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮖ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮙᮞᮞᮕᮢ ᮣᮤᮢᮥᮗᮗᮜᮕ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮠᮑᮙᮞᮼ

ᯖᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮺ ᮣᮜᮙᮗᮘᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮜᮙᮓᮕᮔ ᮟᮠᮕᮞᮺ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮑ ᮤᮑᮢᮤ ᮜᮕᮝᮟᮞᮺ ᮞᮟᮧ ᮩᮙᮕᮜᮔᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮧᮕᮕᮤᮺ ᮔᮕᮜᮙᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣ ᮚᮥᮙᮓᮕᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮑ ᮔᮑ᮪ᮕᮺ ᯒᮟᮢᮙᮑᮺ ᮔᮢᮕᮞᮓᮘᮕᮔ ᮕᮞᮤᮙᮢᮕᮜᮩ ᮒᮩ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮙᮓᮩ ᮢᮑᮙᮞᮺ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮣᮕᮜᮖ ᮞᮕᮑᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮞᮓᮟᮞᮣᮓᮙᮟᮥᮣᮞᮕᮣᮣᮼ ᮃᮘᮕ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮧ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕ ᮔᮕᮦᮙᮜ ᮖᮜᮟᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮙᮢᮺ ᮓᮟᮦᮕᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮣ ᮝᮟᮥᮤᮘ ᮑᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮓᮘᮥᮓᮛᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮤ ᮘᮕᮢᮼ

Using Mockery to Hide My Shyness, I’m Chased and Loved by the Female Lead

Modern apocalyptic era + Lovecraftian/Anomalies After transmigrating into an apocalyptic game as a minor villain, I’m weak, short, fragile, and constantly hungry—what should I do? Steal the proud and unattainable white moonlight lady that the overpowered female lead yearns for, win over her superior, tame the maid assigned to watch me, and even seize the foundation of the organization the female lead will later build. Finally, take the female lead in as my personal guard—let’s see how much trouble she can stir up then. Thinking everything is under her control, Donia sits high on her throne, only to be shocked… Damn it, she’s actually on her second playthrough! Guard: “She’s forcing our boss to the ground—she must be trying to take our boss back for… gasp!” Poor Donia gradually unlocks her own defeat CGs and precious memories! —————————— While still scheming with the cultists of pleasure, Donia keeps getting promoted within the Anomaly Management Bureau. Guiltily, she glances at the Director sitting behind the office desk. “Donia, it’s just the two of us now…” “I suspect I might be the mole sent by the Cult of Pleasure!” Struggling to keep a straight face, Donia puts on her most loyal and determined expression. “Yes, Director!”

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