They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System
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Chapter 109: Back Home Chapter 109: Back Home Nnenna’s brows furrowed.

“So you know the answer but won’t tell me?” “This is a private matter,” the system said firmly.

“It doesn’t directly concern your mission, aside from the fact that you set a powerful chain reaction in motion.

If you want to know more, you’ll have to hear it from him.

If he’s comfortable telling you, that is.” The finality in the system’s voice made it clear, this was all it was going to say.

Nnenna sighed, rubbing her temples.

“Alright, alright.

I get it,” she muttered.

But deep inside, curiosity stirred.

She would definitely be asking the old man next time.

They chatted more while she walked back to the Nnenna continued chatting with the Love System as she made her way back to the castle, her steps quick but light.

The underground passage stretched before her.

By the time she reached the castle gardens, she slowed her pace, her sharp ears listening for any sounds of someone nearby.

She couldn’t afford to be careless.

“System, check if there’s anyone around,” she whispered.

This time, the system responded instantly.

Ding!

“10 Good Points deducted.

There’s no one there.” Nnenna exhaled in relief.

10 points was a small price to pay for safety.

Without hesitation, she activated the hidden mechanism.

The passage sealed shut behind her as she stepped out into the lush greenery of the royal garden.

She moved quickly, but before heading to her own quarters, she stopped by Little Sweetie’s room.

Knocking softly, she slipped inside and gave a quick reassuring.

“Everything’s fine.

What I went to do was a success,” Nnenna said simply.

Little Sweetie let out a small, relieved smile and nodded.

“Good.” As soon as Nnenna left, however, the girl’s expression shifted.

The warmth faded slightly, replaced by a thoughtful calm.

She already knew everything.

She had secretly followed Nnenna, keeping watch from the shadows, making sure nothing went wrong.

She wasn’t about to lose both her mission and her friend over some uncertain trip.

But what baffled her most wasn’t the sneaking around.

It was Nnenna herself.

She had spent an entire afternoon helping an old man revive his business, barely eating anything herself, and then returned home like it was nothing.

How was this better than taking her royal lessons?

Little Sweetie couldn’t understand.

This princess, her friend, was a mystery.

And it made her nervous.

What if something was going wrong, and she had no idea?

Little Sweetie turned the thought over and over in her mind, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t figure out the reason behind Nnenna’s actions.

Maybe she’s trying to win the favor of the citizens, she finally concluded.

But even that didn’t sit right with her.

Winning the people’s favor was important, yes, but now was not the time for it.

The royal ball was in just a week and a few days, and Nnenna still knew nothing about archery, horse riding, or any of the other key activities required of her.

Little Sweetie wasn’t worried about Nnenna’s ethics and etiquette, those, she had mastered effortlessly.

But the other skills?

The ones required for the event?

That was a problem.

If she could coach the girl herself, she would.

Most certainly.

But that would be suspicious.

Too suspicious.

She needed to find a solution.

Fast.

Little Sweetie pressed her fingers against her temple, deep in thought.

But no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t pinpoint an answer.

Little Sweetie sighed, debating whether to report this to the General or not.

If she told him, he might get angry at his sister, and the last thing she wanted was to create trouble for Nnenna.

But if she said nothing, and the General arrived for the ball only to find his sister completely ignorant of most of the activities, wouldn’t he blame her for not stepping in sooner?

She shook her head, frustrated.

‘I’ll wait.

I’ll observe for the next few days and then decide.’ At the very least, there would still be a week before the grand ball.

That was enough time to train Nnenna, maybe not to perfection, but at least enough so she wouldn’t be the worst one there.

With that thought, she finally put her worries aside.

Meanwhile… Nnenna walked toward Master Rose’s room, her mind already racing with possible excuses.

After slipping into her quarters, she had quickly ditched her disguise, the scarf, the sunglasses, the servant’s clothes, all carefully hidden away in a secret spot.

Now, she moved at a deliberately slow pace, as if dragging out time would somehow give her a brilliant idea on how to convince the prodigy that she had far more important things to do than show up for lessons.

‘That’s probably the wrong thing to say, she mused,’ pressing her lips together.

Before she knew it, she was standing in front of Lady Rose’s door.

And yet… she didn’t knock.

Instead, she just stood there for a few moments, staring at the polished wood in silence.

Why was she hesitating?

It wasn’t like she was nervous.

Right?

Letting out a small breath, she finally raised her hand and knocked.

A few seconds later, the door swung open.

Lady Rose stood there, arms crossed, her piercing eyes locking onto Nnenna immediately.

Lady Rose stared at the girl for a long moment, her expression unreadable.

Then, without a word, she turned on her heel and walked back into her study.

“Come in,” she said, her voice calm but firm.

Nnenna swallowed and did as she was told, closing the door behind her.

Here we go.

“Teacher Rose,” she began, keeping her tone respectful.

“You asked me to come see you later.” “Yes, I did.” Lady Rose moved toward her desk, her steps measured.

She gestured to the chair opposite her.

“Sit.” Nnenna obeyed, lowering herself into the seat, back straight, hands resting on her lap.

She was ready.

Ready for the judgment.

Lady Rose clasped her hands together and looked her straight in the eye.

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