The Romance Fantasy Novel MC is Only Into Me

There was a feeling that Marigold would come.
It was the reason Ransell hadn’t bothered to go searching for the returning Marigold over the past three years.

A belief that she would come someday.
Thanks to that, Ransell spent those three years idly.
In the first year, he lounged around at Baron Evil Shen’s mansion.

In the second year, he traveled across the continent, burning through borrowed money.
In the third year, he ended up penniless and returned to the beloved Dante Marquisate.
He passed the time watching the green wheat grains ripen.

‘Peaceful.’
Ransell swore he hadn’t felt anxious or uneasy for even a single day over Marigold’s absence.
Because he had that feeling that she would come.
“Hello. Is Ransell Dante here by any chance?”

And then she came. Wearing a longsword at her waist, with a dignified presence.
“Sir, I would like to borrow you.”
The mansion’s gatekeeper blinked his eyes.

“Borrow? What do you mean? You want to borrow Master Ransell?”
“Ah, excuse me. My expression was strange.”
Marigold hesitated briefly, then gave a sly smile.

“Please convey it like this.”
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“Master! Master!”

Ransell pulled the reins sharply as he saw a family servant running hurriedly from afar.
The horse stopped, and the servant came panting, one shoe even knocked off, gasping for breath.
“Huff, huff!”

“What’s all this commotion in broad daylight?”
“Right now, at the mansion… the mansion… huff!”
“What?”

“Huff! Huff!”
“...Why make the person waiting so nervous like this?”
The dazed servant quickly pointed at Ransell’s waist. It was the water flask he had brought while leading the horse out.

“You’re just asking for it.”
Gulp gulp.
He emptied it in an instant, then lifted his head with a somewhat better expression.
“Master! Uh… what was it again?”

“Really got hit?”
“Calm down, calm down, there’s a serious matter now! The Marquis commands you to jump up immediately!”
A bad feeling.

“Ah, damn it. Did they find out about the money I took?”
“No, it’s not that.”
“Is it because I broke that precious glass bottle?”

“No!”
“Ah! Could it be they caught you pawning the treasured sword from the safe to pay gambling debts?”
“What have you been up to, seriously!”

“Then what is it?”
The servant finally spoke.
“Someone came to see you!”

“What kind of person?”
“Your fiancée!”
“...?”

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“Please tell him that Ransell Dante’s fiancée has come.”
Marigold. She covered her flushed cheeks as she finished speaking.

It was a declaration that could overturn the Dante Marquisate.
 
“What on earth have you been doing wandering outside!”
As soon as he returned to the mansion, the marchioness’s voice flew fiercely.

“If there’s a woman involved in marriage talks, you should tell me early and ask my opinion! Why are you running around wildly doing reckless things as if your crotch commands you? You’re not even a commoner; do you think you can marry as you please!”
Ugh.
Sounds nice.

“A knight should only wield his sword properly, so why are you carelessly swinging it around causing trouble!”
“Mother, I think there’s some misunderstanding...”
“How did I end up with such a delinquent son... If you had brought in a commoner instead of a noble, I would have thrown them into a pigsty, so consider yourself lucky. Humph.”

“Pardon?”
As the marchioness turned sharply after finger-pointing, Ransell had a question mark above his head.
‘A noble?’

Until he came here, he had naturally thought it was Marigold who came looking for him.
But a noble?
Marigold had been utterly ruined and erased from the empire’s records. There was no way she was a noble.

“Follow me quickly! Your brothers are also here waiting. Rio and Kyle.”
“What brings the busy duke’s knight captain here...”
“I guess he knew in advance you’d be in for a beating! No more talking, follow me!”

“Yes, ma’am.”
Ransell obediently followed behind, covering his ears against the marchioness’s piercing screams echoing through the mansion.
Approaching the banquet hall, the servants quickly flung open the doors. The smell of sizzling meat hit his face.

“You’re here! Your husband has arrived, Miss Merry! Ha ha ha!”
The laughing voice of Marquis Dante followed immediately. His expression was the complete opposite of his wife’s contorted face.
“Ha ha ha ha!”

He looked more like he was dying of joy.
‘Since when?’
Inside the banquet hall was a table piled with exquisite delicacies and aged fruit wines, though no one seemed to know when they had prepared it.

The servants were sweating, still bringing more food.
“Master Ransell.”
Marigold greeted him, her cheeks flushed. She seemed slightly tipsy.

One thing was clear.
This Marigold in this timeline—
That is, the returning Marigold and Ransell—

were meeting for the first time.
Even though they were both returning individuals, they didn’t know each other’s status as returners; that was the ‘setting.’
At least to Marigold, Ransell was just the son of the marquis’s family and a knight named Ransell Dante.

Because she had never been told otherwise, that was only natural.
But…
“We spent time together in the empire’s frontier, day and night, exchanging vows of love. That’s how our marriage promise was made.”

The atmosphere around grew hot for a moment. The maids attending blushed and exclaimed “Oh my! Oh my!” in excitement.
For the maids in this rural town, Marigold’s story was too provocative.
“No, I don’t have such memories...”

“Are you saying you don’t remember?”
Marigold immediately burst into tears.
“Do you think it was just a one-night joke? I gave you everything... I gave you my beginning and my end...”

“......”
So she was just going to insist then, huh, Marigold.
It wasn’t exactly a lie.

There had been a time Ransell promised marriage to her.
If this Marigold had inherited that memory, it wasn’t unreasonable for her to say that.
‘Scary, Marigold!’

Or maybe he accepted her stubbornness because he already knew she was someone who would push her claims hard.
After all, Ransell had even accepted Marigold’s blind proposal thrown at him without hesitation.
“That’s too much.”

“Master is trying to abandon his fiancée.”
The maids’ eyes sharpened.
“Delinquent.”

“Gambler.”
“Scoundrel.”
“Trash.”

“Die, Master.”
“Father, are you just going to let those brats rebel?”
“Well, I guess it’s true you’re a bastard. Miss Merry must be going through a lot.”

Normally, Marigold’s stubbornness would have been ignored, but under Marquis Dante’s roof, it was taken seriously.
For one clear reason.
“A child who walks the path of a knight as a woman. It’s the first time in my life seeing such a fine-grown child.”

Marquis Dante couldn’t hide his eyes of admiration.
“My daughter runs away whenever I tell her to do something, but how did you grow up so upright like this!”
“You flatter me, Marquis. Being a knight… that’s my only belief.”

“Wonderful! To think such a fine child exists in the empire!”
Hey.
Don’t lie.

He had never once been a knight.
“Damn, Miss Merry! I like you!”
He was so moved that even the listening marchioness was at her wit’s end.

“That’s no idle compliment.”
Suddenly, a voice came from the side.
“What Father means is not just because Miss Merry is a knight.”

Ransell’s eldest brother, Rio Dante, with his long tied hair, spoke.
“Miss Merry... I don’t know what she was doing before, but she is quite skilled with a sword. Don’t judge by her looks or age.”
“Is that so?”

Another man interrupted. The second brother, Kyle Dante, who styled one side of his hair upwards.
“Isn’t brother just overestimating her? I don’t really feel the spirit of a knight. She’s big for a woman, but small compared to men.”
“Develop an eye for people, Kyle. While in the knights, I watch the knights and their squires every day. Compared to them, Miss Merry is not ordinary.”

Rio Dante was proud as the heir but often ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) caused trouble, though he was skilled as a knight.
That’s why he recognized her.
“Miss Merry, that girl, even though she feels no magic at all, her movements don’t waver. That means there’s no unnecessary baggage that a normal human would have.”

“Hmm, I don’t know much.”
Kyle Dante tilted his head.
“I’ll pour a drink for you, Father.”

“Father! Yes, I am your father, Miss Merry! Follow me once!”
Marigold lifted the bottle with a confident voice. Rio Dante held his breath and started watching closely.
“The arm raising the glass, the hand moving the bowl, the act of pulling out the chair and sitting down, all feel extraordinary. The sense of body control is already that good at barely adult age... If possible, I’d want to bring her into my knights.”

“You exaggerate again, brother. How do you judge skill just from that?”
Kyle laughed dismissively.
But at least three people in this room—Ransell, Rio, and Marquis Dante—definitely felt it.

Marigold.
There was something unusual about her.
“Her name... was it Mary Mary?”

“Yes, Mary Mary.”
By the way, the name was even more unusual.
It seemed like she was from the Mary family.

‘Pretending to be a noble.’
No. Strictly speaking, Marigold calling herself a commoner was also a kind of pretense.
Though fallen, she was still a noble. She just couldn’t reveal it anywhere, but her bloodline was noble.

‘Come to think of it, Marigold’s name is Marigold, so does that mean her full name is Marigold Marigold?’
Ransell broke into a cold sweat.
In the game, the only name that appeared was Marigold, and the family name was also Marigold. So yes, Marigold Marigold was her full name.

“I’m just a nameless noble raised in a nameless knightly family. I lost my parents at a young age and was wandering until Ransell took me in.”
“Ah!”
“Although you find me unfamiliar now... I have never forgotten Master Ransell for even a moment.”

“Too sad...”
“A tragedy.”
“Poor thing.”

The maids clasped hands and teared up.
“I devoted myself to the sword all these years just to stand by Master Ransell’s side. If you don’t like me, Marquis Dante, I will quietly leave. But if you accept me as part of the family... I will live my whole life calling Marquis Dante my father!”
Marquis Dante sprang up from his seat.

“Stand up, Ransell Dante!”
“Yes?”
His throat and forehead, flushed with alcohol, throbbed with bulging veins.

“Stand up! Ransell Dante!”
He stood.
“The proud knight, Mary Mary, was disrespected by your actions, tarnishing the honor of our Dante family. Pretending not to know the knight who spent a night with her!”

Because it was the real first meeting setting.
“If this happens again, I will hold you strictly responsible in the name of the Dante family. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”

Ransell saw for a moment—
—a smile forming at Marigold’s lips.
‘She’s decided to aim for the father’s side, hasn’t she, Marigold!’

She might even have inherited the knowledge that Marquis Dante was surprisingly soft-hearted.
For him, whose only daughter had become more or less human garbage, a well-behaved daughter — especially one raised as a knight — was certainly a weak point.
Scary, Marigold.

“From today, the two of you will share the same room as husband and wife!”
“Thank you, Marquis Dante!”
“Call me Father!”

“Yes! Father!”
Ransell Dante.
Mary Mary.

Engagement established.
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Pleasure Minister Marigold.

Nobles’ House Parasite Marigold.
Spirited Maid Marigold.
Musketeer Marigold.

Barbarian of the Cabin Marigold.
Cheap Jewel Necklace and Dark Knight Marigold.
Advanced Swordsmanship (500 points).

※ Currently, six endings have been inherited.
※ One ending with A-rank influence exists.
※ One ending with S-rank influence exists.
Points used: 1700.
Points remaining: 300.
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