Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 65

—[Yes. Friendly reminder: The power of the rules is immense. The Pen of Narrative can only be used to rewrite once. After use, it cannot be undone or changed.]

I've been searching high and low for this, and it just fell right into my lap!

Vivienne was about to agree when something occurred to her. She eyed the Gate of Narrative warily. "Wait a minute. There's no such thing as a free lunch. This 'Little Stray' must have a complicated identity, right?"

—[Treasure plot. Explore freely.]

Vivienne was speechless. She pursed her lips and batted her eyes innocently at the Gate. "Come on, Book, don't be so cold. We're friends, aren't we? And friends should be open with each other. Can't you give me a little hint?"

Such a good offer had to have a catch! She couldn't just bind herself to this 'Little Stray' without even knowing who it was. What if she ended up trapping herself?

—[Treasure plot. Explore freely.]

Vivienne's face fell. Without another word, she grabbed a handful of the vines wrapped around the Gate, her voice menacing. "Are you going to give me a hint or not? If you don't, believe me, I'll tear you apart again. Worst case, we'll just take each other down one more time."

—[Treasure plot. Explore free—]

Before the words could fully form, Vivienne yanked off a fistful of vines.

—[Stop!!! Don't pull my~~~~~~~~~~~ When you are near the Little Stray, the Sound of the Play will provide a hint~~~~~~]

Satisfied, Vivienne blew on her fingertips and patted the Gate of Narrative amicably. "You know, Book, there's something I feel I should remind you of. I'm not very smart, so when I find a trick that works, I'll use it to death. Sorry about that. In other words, whenever I'm unhappy, I'll just keep taking you down with me until I'm not~"

There was a moment of silence.

As soon as she finished speaking, the vines wrapped around the book's cover suddenly seemed to come alive, retracting and hiding themselves away. Even the newly sprouted leaves shrank back.

Cyril was hesitating whether to interrupt them when he heard one of them, Elise, exclaim in a loud whisper.

"Shh! What I just told you, don't you dare spread it around, you hear? If the master finds out, Miss Lexton's good intentions will all be for nothing."

A group of housekeepers nodded in agreement. "I never would have thought Miss Lexton was such a considerate child. It seems the things they say at Vellmont Lodge aren't believable after all."

Elise said, "That's why you have to see things with your own eyes. I'm not making this up! Miss Lexton stays up late studying every night now, she's working so hard. Not at all like the good-for-nothing they describe. And get this: even though she was having an allergic reaction, she took medicine secretly and told me not to tell the master because she didn't want him to worry. Tell me, where else would you find such an obedient and thoughtful child?"

Cyril's eyelids twitched. His gaze locked onto the housekeepers in the gazebo as he turned to face them.

Allergic reaction? Medicine?

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