Sir, How About A Marriage? - Chapter 25

After traveling for three years, Lin Yu was drawn into a horror game unexpectedly.

However, he discovered one thing.

The dungeon boss feared by countless players turned out to be the little loli who called her big brother next door.

then.

In the horror hospital, the director of the hospital turned out to be the uncle downstairs who made him and his granddaughter fall in love.

In the bloody slaughterhouse, the existence known as the bloody butcher turned out to be the uncle upstairs who wanted him to be his brother-in-law.

In Changteng Ghost School, the woman who frightens countless students is actually the long-legged sister Yu who invites her to her house for dinner whenever she has nothing to do.

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Traveling through three years, you told me that this place is actually a horror game world?

(Introduction is weak, please read the text)

- Description from novelbuddy

“Sometimes, secrets we can’t fathom crawl through the shadows of London.”The protagonist finds herself trapped in a horror VR game that was set in 19th-century London, a city teeming with crime. She wakes up in the body of Jane Osmond, the assistant to the cynical and socially awkward genius detective, Liam Moore.Her goal is simple: reach the game’s ending and return safely to the real world. However, as she and Liam unravel the mysteries of their cases, the game’s features gradually disappear, and the world, which should be mere data, feels disturbingly real.“Who am I?”To make matters worse, her memories of her real-life self start to fade, plunging Jane into shock.Then, she realizes one more unsettling truth: the gray eyes of Liam Moore, who is supposed to be just an NPC, are always fixed solely on her.

I became a side-character who died in anguish because of her good-for-nothing husband.

If I can’t avoid getting married, why don’t I change who I marry instead?

“Excellent, marriage sounds good.”

“Wise choice. Then let’s have a wedding ceremony that isn’t too ceremonious. Following that, I’ll need you to go down to the Fief and behave like the lady of the house until I call for you. Naturally, there won’t be any time to spend in leisure whilst dousing yourself in luxuries.”

“I’m not marrying you, but your father instead.”

“……Pardon?”

“I’m not going to marry you. Do you have a problem with that?”

She woke up from her sleep to the divorce papers that the original owner’s husband tossed at her.