The Romance Fantasy Novel MC is Only Into Me

Marigold opened her eyes inside a black space.
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[Would you like to use ‘Memory Succession’ 1 time?]
Choose to succeed.

Postpone succession.
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She thought she was dreaming.
Since leaving home five years ago, Marigold had dreamed countless dreams.

Longed-for dreams.
Frightening dreams.
Joyful dreams.
She didn’t really know exactly what kind of dreams they were. The scenes were too fragmented to piece together.
But this time was different.

Too vivid to be a dream, too strange a sight to be reality.
‘Choose succession, postpone succession?’
In front of two signboards hung two long ropes.

They looked as if they were waiting for her choice.
‘……?’
Without much thought, Marigold chose one side, simply drawn by her body.

-Choose succession.
As she pulled with a little force, the darkness withdrew like a curtain lifting.
A dazzlingly bright space filled Marigold’s eyes.

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[Corridor of Memories is now open]
-Time limit: 10 minutes.
-Available achievement points: 1500 (per use).
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It was an exhibition hall made of gold and marble.
Every direction she turned her head was filled with lavish paintings and artworks.
Marigold’s gaze was captured by a series of paintings lining the walls. Somehow, they felt strangely familiar.

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[Memory Album]
-1. What kind of life is this, Marigold?
-2. War victim, Marigold.
-3. There are many ways to die.
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-25. Pleasure Minister Marigold.
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“…Me?”

All the paintings depicted different versions of Marigold herself.
Her own image, facing different backgrounds and stories, different fates, expressed in dozens of paintings.
Suddenly, she placed her hand on one nearby painting.

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[Bad Ending No. 2. Pitiful Fallen Noble Lady Marigold] Would you like to succeed this memory? - 400 points.
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“……?”
It was a series of incomprehensible phrases.

She looked around anxiously. After some time, words appeared again before her eyes.
-Remaining time: 1 minute!
-Please use points quickly!
“W-wait, wait! Just a moment!”

Marigold flustered, speaking to something invisible.
“Give me some time to think...!”
The only thing she understood was that these ‘points’ had to be used somewhere.

But where? How?
Marigold knew nothing. She had no guess. This space was nothing but a maze filled with questions.
-30 seconds!

-10 seconds!
“Ah, ahhh!”
-5!
-4!
-3!

“W-wait!”
-2……1……!
No time left. Marigold ended up randomly selecting whatever she could reach.

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-Succeeding the memories of Pleasure Minister Marigold. 400 points used.
-Succeeding the memories of Noble House Dependent Marigold. 400 points used.
-Succeeding the memories of Brave Maid Marigold. 400 points used.
-Basic Black Magic acquired. 300 points used.
※ Remaining points: 0.
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She didn’t even know what she was doing. She just randomly touched ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) whatever was near.
—Memory Succession complete.

Marigold woke from sleep.
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.
.
“Ugh!”
“Whoa, you scared me!”

She jolted upright in surprise. Along with her, she heard Pina’s voice gasp in shock.
Chirp chirp—!
The stable scene bathed in slanting midday sunlight.

Only the pure sound of birdsong filled the air.
Marigold blinked for a long time while waking on a dry haystack. Her pounding heart wouldn’t calm down.
“Oh dear, what’s wrong, miss? Did you just have a nightmare?”

“Well...”
Marigold’s words to complain stopped.
‘…!’

Strange memories poured into her mind.
The memory of living as a maid.
The memory of living as a merchant.
The memory of living as a dependent.
Each was a memory of herself living different lives in different places and times.

They flooded in, filling her completely.
“…!”
Marigold had succeeded in memory succession.

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[Notice]
Don’t worry if you fuss. Any unused points will be returned!

Memories from rounds where succession was used will be shared.
Unpurchased stats will be reset after the ending.
※ Choose carefully and enjoy the rest of your life!
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Marigold becoming the empress and ending this game.
No matter what, Ransell’s goal was only that one thing. Though it felt like a bit of a roundabout way.
The reason he had sought the capital early as soon as this cycle started was ultimately to meet Marigold.

All of Ransell’s plans always started there.
But then.
“My name is Mary! I’ll do my best.”

Marigold came to him.
On her own feet. Right before his eyes.
Ransell was quite confused by this fact.

This had never happened before. He had always been the one to search for her, and he never imagined the roles could be reversed.
Eventually, Ransell went to Baron Evil Shen. It was that man who had hired Marigold as a maid.
When he asked why he had hired a new maid, the reply was unexpected.

“I didn’t really hire her by choice.”
“Huh?”
“Suddenly she came asking to be hired as a maid. At first, I thought it was a joke and tried to send her away.”
“…Then why?”
“But she was so earnest. It was the first time I’d seen someone want to work in my house so badly.”
“…”
“So when she came a third day in a row, I just hired her. What does it matter? Hiring one more person won’t make me go broke.”
Baron Evil Shen shrugged as he said this.
A ‘three visits’ situation, huh.

‘No, maybe it’s just coincidence.’
Ransell brushed away the ominous feeling that rose in his mind. It wasn’t certain yet.
Maybe Marigold really arrived in the capital by chance, maybe she really just happened to show up at Baron Evil Shen’s mansion, and maybe she just happened to like the maid job and knocked three times and was hired.

Anyway, the possibility was not zero.
‘You could throw a dice a hundred times and get the same number every time.’
The infinite Marigold summary.

Well, that’s how it was.
But shortly after, Marigold’s strange behavior started to be noticed everywhere.
“Mary, where did you play again?”
“J-just taking a short nap...”
“A nap? You said a nap?”
“Ah, no, Hestia! I misspoke!”

She was lazier than she appeared.
Ransell often saw Marigold diligent, but rarely lazy.
“Coo….”

Lying in the garden shade, Ransell quietly watched Marigold snoring.
She held an unknown puppy in her arms and was snoring ungracefully.
‘Sleeping very peacefully.’

When she took on a task, she seemed to work hard for a while, but then spent time out of sight, napping or snacking.
She used various ways to slack off.
Yet, she wasn’t bad at her work.

“All laundry’s done, Hestia!”
“Already?”
“Hestia! Cleaning’s finished, can I rest a bit?”
“Really?”
“Hestia! The bread’s baked and ready!”
A veteran maid.
Marigold seemed like someone hardened to the maid job.

From simple housework to removing stains or repairing items, she was amazingly skilled.
“Good evening, Young Master Ransell.”
Finally, the day came when she came to clean Ransell’s room.

“Young Master Ransell, I’m going to enter your room now to clean it. Don’t come in until I say I’m done. Absolutely not! Absolutely do not come in, absolutely!”
“I won’t. How many times do I have to say that?”
“I promise, Young Master. If you come in, it’s a million gold coins fine.”

“I wouldn’t pay that even if I entered the emperor’s room.”
Marigold’s eyes gleamed fiercely as she entered his room.
‘What on earth is she doing?’

Ransell peeked inside.
-Sniff sniff.
Marigold buried her face into something, sniffing desperately.

‘What is that?’
Ransell easily recognized it as the jacket he had taken off earlier that day.
“Hehehe...”

Half-relaxed, a smile played at her lips.
After a while, her face seemed to glow, as if all fatigue had vanished.
“I’m done, Young Master. Thank you for the meal.”

It was strange.
Marigold’s state.
Though she’d been strange often, this was the first time it felt strange from the start. The initial setting was off.

“Did you finish your exercise, Young Master? I’ll help you change clothes if you come this way.”
“No thanks. I’ll do it.”
“No! As a maid, I can’t let you do such things yourself. I’ll help you. Come on, quickly.”

“Hey, hey.”
Ransell pushed away her face charging at him fiercely.
Just then, knocking sounded. Hestia came in.

“......”
“Hestia.”
Ransell washed his face dry and gestured her to come back in.
She closed the door again as if she had seen something she shouldn’t.

“I see.”
After a brief explanation, Hestia asked with a puzzled look.
“By the way, have you known Miss Mary and Young Master for long?”

“No way. We’ve been together all along, what are you talking about, Hestia?”
“You just look... strangely familiar together. I wondered.”
Did she look like that to strangers too?

‘How should I explain this?’
Just then.
“Umm...”

Marigold opened her mouth.
“We shared... our first experience.”
“...?”

The air froze.
A short but long silence came.
When Marigold covered her bright red cheeks with both hands, Ransell sensed something ominous.

“...Young Master...”
In a low voice.
He quickly turned his gaze to Hestia. Her eyes were cold somehow.

“Hestia. It’s not true.”
“If rumors spread that you touched the maid, the Dante family’s reputation…”
“No. Do I look like that kind of person?”

Ransell nervously denied it.
By this point, he was already sensing something.
Yes.

Marigold.
This one clearly had memories of a ‘previous cycle’ vividly revived.
The cause was obviously one.

‘Memory Succession.’
What to do about it?
Only one conclusion.

“Mary. Let’s talk for a bit.”
He had no choice but to directly ask.