Detective Agency of the Bizarre - Chapter 22: Twenty-two. The girl in the oil painting

A Count’s Daughter who lost in the running to become the Second Prince’s fianceé, Camilla. The Prince chose a Baron’s daughter as his fianceé, and the world blessed the two’s love as fated. On the other hand, Camilla who was tailored and elevated as the love’s villain in the end, as punishment she was made to marry a terribly fat and ugly man――called『Toad of the Swamp』from his appearance, a lord of a remote region named Alois.

Rei just wanted to read novels in peace, no girlfriends, no drama, no accidental death by divine lightning meant for a cockroach…But for now, he is the son of a powerful duke, reincarnated into a fantasy world full of magic, monsters—and dangerously obsessed women.They were childhood friends of that duke son. They all are sweet noble girls. One is emperor’s daughter and one is my older sister. Now they’re grown up… and they all want one thing.And that thing is Rei.Welcome to a world where love means stalking, loyalty means stabbing your rivals, and marriage proposals come with blood pacts and fireballs and even my system mocks me. Rei fiancées battle each other daily and his life is a romantic comedy… except it’s also a warzone.Oh, and his final mission is marry the Demon Queen. A literal succubus overlord trying to conquer the world.Somebody please help him. In a realm of swords, sorcery, and yandere chaos. So, he can find peace or at least keep his limbs attached.

From a media tycoon’s daughter to a poor plumber’s girl, but it seems that Yu Yao is unfazed? She opened the eyes of the sky, and her life has been opened all the way. She is an eighteen-year-old girl, but as soon as she turns around, she becomes a big boss who no one in the entertainment industry dares to offend.

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What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes.Alexia POV:Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type.When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the “accidental” brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say “unpaid rent.”