It Seems Like the Balcony of My Room Is Connected to a Princess’s Bedroom in Another World ~The Lewd and Yandere Princess Won’t Let Me Go~ - Chapter 31: And Yet, Anela-san…

Chapter 31: And Yet, Anela-san…

“If the evidence is this clear, there’s no room for excuses—”

“Come to the station! ‘Come to the station!’ Shun!”

“That’s about roasted sweet potatoes!!”

On our living room sofa, a silver-haired girl was lying with her hand on her cheek.

She wore a baggy T-shirt that said “I’m a Princess” and stretched out her long legs.

Sometimes she lay on her stomach, swinging her feet, and her eyes, which should’ve been dull, were strangely lively.

As a detective on TV said a catchphrase, she turned around quickly and threw the same line at me.

Here’s the thing.

This girl is my fiancée and the first princess of the Emeraldria Kingdom—Anela H. Emerald herself.

Lately, her obsession is watching daytime dramas.

She even mimics her favorite lines and directs them at me.

It seems my parents already know about her.

When I’m not in my room, she watches TV in the living room like this.

“At first, I thought it was a game, but after listening, it’s your girlfriend visiting, right? Why didn’t you introduce her to Mom sooner?”

When Mom said that, I thought the world was ending.

The walls of a house with a mortgage are thin.

Apparently, my conversations with Anela-san were completely overheard by my parents.

No wonder there was no fuss when Anela-san went shopping.

I didn’t need to sneak out when my parents weren’t home to go to the amusement park.

But that’s not the problem.

They might think I was shouting while playing an adult game.

Since our voices were overheard and my parents didn’t say anything, their kindness felt too awkward.

I did play *The Murderous Princess Knight Covered in Shameful White Liquid – III*, and afterward, I shouted “Go home!!” at Anela-san, so it’s not strange if they thought that.

Imagining my parents hearing all the game sounds from High School Boy’s Night’s games gives me chills.

“Shun, wanna eat katsu?♡” “Wanna eat katsu?”

While I was crushed, Anela-san kept mimicking the drama.

She didn’t forget to cast me as the culprit.

Sure, I said fiancée, but not housewife.

Saying “Wanna eat katsu?♡” but not making any katsu.

There’s no such housewife.

There shouldn’t be.

The other day, during a romance drama—

“Maybe we shouldn’t see each other anymore…”

“It’s fate, ‘It’s fate…’ Shun!”

“You’re breaking off our engagement already!?”

Her obsession was like a model housewife.

I kind of liked that drama, but Anela-san’s dubbing ruined all the important lines.

She kept calling my name, and I ended up relating too much to the male protagonist.

It’s the same with detective dramas.

“This is a locked-room murder… No weapon in sight… But—”

“With me, everything will be solved! ‘With me, everything will be solved!’ Shun!”

“You’re the culprit!!”

“Ouch♡”

The one who knows the truth isn’t a detective or the police.

It’s the culprit.

In that sense, the line fits Anela-san perfectly.

If she confessed, the jewel theft case would be solved easily.

Plus, a calm detective’s line sounds like a loud person’s when Anela-san says it.

There’s no intelligence, just energy and vibe.

As for the BBQ-flavored potato chips… they were in a commercial.

Now I’m sure. Anela-san must’ve snuck into my house often to watch TV.

“This document’s handwriting has been verified!”

“Stop resisting! ‘Stop resisting!’ Shun!”

“Stop *you* resisting!! Turn off the TV!!”

“No way!♡”

When I tried to grab the remote, Anela-san twisted away.

As a result, I ended up grabbing her chest.

“Put on a bra already!!”

“Saying that while touching my chest isn’t convincing!♡”

I’m not dying to touch your chest.

Stop that pointless pride.

Sure, they’re soft and well-shaped… wait, no!!

Her chest jammed my thoughts again…

“You might’ve forgotten, Shun.”

What’s this all of a sudden?

It’s not like you to look away from the TV you were so focused on.

“My bedroom… doesn’t have any jewels left—Ouch♡”

“Self-inflicted!!”

I see.

No more jewels to sell, so you can’t buy a bra.

Then what’s that Jag*rico she’s eating?

“Hey, you didn’t…”

“Mom—my mother-in-law—gave me pocket money!♡”

“Noooo!!”

“Shun!”

Stop!!

Stop looking at me like I’m a berserker transforming!!

You’re the root of all this…

No wonder my allowance was 1,000 yen less this month…

I can’t take it anymore.

“Go home!!”

“Shun!”

“What?”

“I’ll never let you go!♡”

Looks like my fiancée has no intention of letting me go.