Hello everyone!

"ACHOO~!"

You're probably wondering what I'm doing now and well... The answer is a bit... embarrassing to admit, but... I caught a cold... Any problem with that?! Hahhh... I'm sorry, I shouldn't take it out on you, it's just that... well, it was the worst time to get sick... Why? Well, as you may recall, after the last time I escaped while sick, security increased. How much did it increase? Oh, not that much. It's just that... my room now looks like a damn pressure cell! Wasn't it like that before? I can't deny that before, when I got sick, my room also became a cell to keep me safe (locked up) until I got better! HOWEVER!! Now it looks like a damn dungeon with all kinds of security systems to hold me!

How serious is the security? Well, I'm watched 24 hours a day by thousands of cameras everywhere, the straw dolls are now wearing guard hats with cute security cosplay while they patrol, Silver and Goldie are only allowed as play company for a few highly regulated hours daily, and during that time they prevent me from speaking by blocking my mouth or keeping my thoughts scattered with entertainment. And they even forced me to write a stupid oath to stop me from leaving, in which if I break my promise, I'll be forced to... What was I forced to do?

"....Hey, Echidna."

"What?"

"Do you remember what I agreed to if I break the deal...?"

"Regrettably, you begged me not to talk about that subject again after you said you would suppress that memory."

"........"

"Even so, I can remind you if you wish."

"No, thanks! I think it's better this way."

"I thought you would answer that way."

OK, before you all tell me not to be a coward and ask what I agreed to, I want to remind you that if I suppressed the memory in my mental chest, it must mean that it's better not to remember! So even if I don't remember it, I must fulfill the deal!!

But at least the deal came with advantages, like a certain degree of freedom (accompanied) to walk around the house and the allowed use of Brownie (phone mode)! Isn't that very little...? I think so too, but, hey, something is better than nothing! And at least with this, I have more freedom to do something, unlike last time! After all, last time I was bored and unable to do anything thanks to the stupid straitjacket that held me, forced to do nothing but "rest" peacefully.

....Except for the moment I escaped to "the veil" after resonating with Silver to take the form of the Silver Knight and ending up fighting a bunch of vampires all night until a wild chaos dragon (Drag) arrived with whom I fought to the death, got a power up, won, the dragon turned into little Drag being nerfed upon joining the team (why does that always happen?), fainted and woke up in a hospital...

When I recap and remember how things happened, I always wonder how the hell that night ended up like that, but since I don't get an answer, I decided to do what I'm best at: IGNORE!!

"Cough, cough...!"

...Oh, right, I hadn't talked about how I caught a cold, had I? Well, you see, the reason was that by using two successive resonances in that way, I pushed my body to the limit. Why? Well, it turns out that since I don't use the resonance with Echidna as much or practice it unlike the others, it was obvious what the final result would be after using it for practically a whole day until I got to the temple... In conclusion: I was dizzy and nauseous after returning to normal! And I know you're going to say that's not enough to give me a cold, to which I reply: you're right! Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet

Buuuuut... As you'll recall, at that moment I was blinded by frustration and anger with the sole thought of venting by burning down that temple (extremism), so to stay on my feet, I literally banged my head against a wall with everything I had to get rid of the vertigo and perform another resonance! ...Yeah, looking back, maybe it wasn't the best decision, but even that wouldn't have been enough to get me into this state... or at least it would have been if I hadn't performed a total resonance using the "magical girl" form with Brownie to create "Dea-Machina", restoring the temple... And well, all that pressure plus the lack of rest I exposed myself to before all that finally took its toll... Do I deserve it? Yep. Should I have rested? ...Yep. Should I have gone with a better plan? ...Yep... Wait a minute! Can you all stop lecturing me?! I've had enough lectures after getting back home (picked up) with a cold!

So let's get back to the main plot, please!!

Ahem, after catching a cold and understanding (bitterly) that they wouldn't let me escape again until I got better, I had no choice but to start my recovery, which I've spent at home for the last week! ....I'm bored. Oh, no! What I mean is that I discovered a problem on the second day of my recovery. What was it? Well, you see, I didn't really expect to catch a cold, so after getting sick, I had asked the temple's system to free, or rather, return to normal the protagonist of my romantic comedy from whatever I had done to him, thinking that it wouldn't take me long to rescue his childhood friend so that everything would go back to normal. However, due to my condition, I obviously couldn't leave, and thanks to the surveillance cameras I placed on him (don't judge me), I discovered that he was now in that typical and hateful situation capable of ruining a romantic comedy! ....That's right, I'm talking about the feared and well-known NTR.

NTR is the abbreviation of netorare, which refers to a genre of stories centered on infidelity and the emotional anguish of a person being cheated on. These stories narrate how a third person comes between a couple, resulting in the lover or husband being cheated on and their partner being "taken away"! And there's no way I'll let something like that happen to the ship I've been following for so long!!

...But unfortunately, in my current state, I have no way to intervene.

"Or did you really think I'd say that?!"

"Remember that you shouldn't shout."

"Ah, yeah... I'm sorry."

...Well, as I was saying, knowing that I couldn't move freely, I accepted the oath to get mobility, which I used to prepare remote assistance, because after all, I have to trust! To trust the romantic comedy protagonist I chose!! But, obviously, with just trust, it would be impossible for him to achieve something that clearly screamed from the rooftops that the supernatural was involved in the whole affair.

So I decided to arm him as best I could for whatever might happen! And what better weapon for this situation can there be...? It has to be a versatile weapon. Blunt. Discreet. But above all, reliable! And there's only one thing that encompasses all those characteristics... That's right, I'm talking about the frying pan! Nothing is more reliable than a good, classic frying pan for these kinds of cases; however, I was aware that a common frying pan wouldn't be much help, so I started to work by asking for a little support.

In that way, the creation of a frying pan worthy of this situation began! What did you do? I'm so glad you asked, dear reader!! To start, I needed a skilled blacksmith to forge the frying pan in which I would deposit my dreams and hopes for a romantic comedy. I needed someone skilled, fast, strong, and capable for this job, so after a lot of thought, I only knew one person who fit that description... Exactly... I'm talking about Sara!! Sara?! Yes, as I said, Sara is the best option! But since you're probably wondering why, let me explain.

You see, as you may recall, Sara doesn't possess any kind of free will thanks to the actions of that girl Kim, who erased her free will, turning her into a loyal puppet who follows orders to the letter and of whom I became the owner after saving her (stealing her) from that tyrannical girl, taking advantage of the recently underutilized original knowledge of this world. Why am I recapping something that everyone already knows? Well, that's because I think it's been a long time since Sara's condition was explained! And that's why I'm sure some of you have forgotten that the degrading orders left by her original owner could not be eliminated, so Sara's behavior is... well... quite... you know... vulgar... But since I've gotten used to these kinds of things at home after years, I really don't care!

....However, I still looked for some way to at least minimize Sara's vulgar and perverted behaviors even a little, until I came to a (technically) perfect solution! What solution...? I'm glad you asked! You see, it turns out that although I can't eliminate the orders left in Sara despite being her owner, I can still superimpose new ones to reduce her erotic behaviors! Of course, I am aware that Sara still does things like defecating in the garden, masturbating, or occasionally doing things of that style, but at least thanks to my brilliant idea, I was able to reduce those behaviors that went from daily (very frequent) to occasionally (frequent)!

In that way, I gave Sara all kinds of "hobbies" to distract herself that she mastered with terrifying speed, to the point of becoming a master constructor, engineer, blacksmith, architect, martial artist, and even a pianist! ....Frankly, Sara's talent is terrifying and in fact, I want you to praise me for keeping my word not to fall for the cliché of being beaten by my student when it comes to cooking or cleaning, because every time I face Sara in those aspects, I feel like I'm fighting a damn boss in a fighting series! And yet I remain undefeated (barely)!! So I'm doing a great job! Do you hear me?!

Hahhh... Haaa... Haa... Fuff... Sorry about that. Getting back to the main topic, I decided to take advantage of Sara's blacksmithing talent to have her create the best frying pan she could make, and to make sure it came out well, I took some scales from Drag (chaos dragon) that I melted with Silver's flames so that Sara could create the frying pan! In fact, I even infused some energy into it (it was dangerous) while it was cooling down!! ....And so, a perfect frying pan was born for this mission, which I wanted to name immediately; however, Echidna's slap stopped me dead in my tracks while she explained to me that, by doing so, I would create a bond with the frying pan, causing only I to be able to handle it, which would have thrown all the efforts to make it in the first place to waste! But fortunately, disaster was avoided!!

In that way, the perfect weapon to save the day was ready, but there was still a problem. What problem...? Well, the problem was that it turned out I had no one to help the guy on this mission! I mean, my options were: Lysandra (a cat), Drag (a dragon), Sara (practically a puppet, no offense), mom (possessed), Susie, Rima, Silver, Goldie, Brownie and a great etc. that were not very "discreet" in infiltration!

...Rather, I simply couldn't go and ask some of them for help with something like this as if it were nothing, after all, this was dangerous and those who could go refused to accept orders from anyone else. Yeah, I was screwed, but there was still a spark of hope! Was there really? Of course there was! After all, if no one was available, I would just have to create someone!

So in that way, I began the creation of a new type of straw doll (curse) to help!!

Question: You learned how to do that?!

Answer: NO!!

QUESTION: WHAT THE HELL!!

ANSWER: I GET WHAT YOU MEAN!!

But listen, there's a reason why creating straw dolls (curses) isn't that easy... You see, it turns out that to make a curse, I lacked a very necessary element to materialize it... And that is... HATE!! Or well, to be precise, intense negative emotions in this case, which comes out naturally when I make the usual straw dolls while letting out all my resentment towards the abhorrent trucks, but when it comes to other things, I lack the hate to function! In fact, this is why, despite having large amounts of cursed energy (according to Echidna), I am incapable of consciously using it... But on this occasion, I had a motivation to function!

That's how, by using my resentment towards NTR and my desire (obsession) for my ship to get together, that I created (consciously) the first variants (not counting Goldie and Kylien) of the straw dolls!

....But I'm worried about something... Will I really be able to give them away...? I mean, every time I think about it while writing the letter I'm going to send to the guy, I end up vomiting blood and my head seems to pound with anger... Will I really be able to give away my babies...?

(Slap!!)

No, I must do it, I can do it, I will do it!

... But in case he treats them badly... I... SHOULD I KILL HIM...?