Summary
On New Year’s Day, a visit to check my fortune led to a bizarre curse. If I fail to have the last word in a conversation, my body will turn to stone—can you believe it?
I tried to endure it for a year… but then the Duke, a notorious reply villain, appeared.
“Yes, thank you.” “Have a great day!” “May you also have a wonderful day, Count.” “Thank you!” “I’m grateful too.” “No need to respond!” “Count, you don’t need to reply either.”
Didn’t I say you don’t need to reply? Don’t respond! I might be cursed and can’t help it, but what’s your excuse? It seems I might bid the world farewell sooner than expected because of this guy.
But this Duke, does he have unusual tastes?
“From the moment I saw you, my heart was yours.”
Are you talking about that time when I had to shout at everyone to shut up so I could have the last word? That moment when I seemed like a madwoman? Why is that?
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