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━─────── In the game, there were four Capture Targets. Even if Eve tried his hardest to avoid them, the idea was like chasing after mist──beautiful to imagine but impossible to catch. Because Renze is an Intermediate Student inching closer to the revered rank of Supreme, Eve was bound by fate to guide his juniors. Naturally, one of those juniors happened to be a Prince and, of course, one of the infamous Capture Targets.
Fate sure loved playing its games with him.
"At least I dodged the role of villain," Eve thought wryly. If he could try his luck once, why not double down and steer one of the real villains toward the straight and narrow? Maybe he'd even win a bit of peace in the process. “Who am I kidding? Villains, heroes...does it make a difference? It's just the same.”
Eve's lips curled into a slight smile as he reminisced about the game. If he couldn't escape these troublesome characters, then he'd face them head-on, his chin held high. His first task? Play his character as Renze, the cold and painfully strict Prince, as well as he can.
"Sounds simple enough," Eve reasoned. Renze's aloof personality meant Eve could simply keep things stiff and formal with the Heroine. As long as he kept her safe from 'charming' attacks, he'd spare Renze from an early demise. Easy as pie, right?
He snickered quietly, a light gleam in his eye. "A junior always listens to their Senior. And that goes for that prince character too," he mused with a confident, self-satisfied nod.
The thought brought a newfound determination to his gaze. From now on, he would fully embrace his role as Renze Exylia. He might be Eve Garcia in his heart, but Renze's life would be his stage, and he intended to give an award-winning performance.
The past? A fond memory.
The present? His future.
"Now, Little Alice," he murmured, his voice a low, playful challenge as his hair fell across his eyes, casting them in shadow. "How things go from here depends on you..."
Eve knew the game like the back of his hand. In his previous life, his meticulous nature as a Secret Agent demanded thorough research. He'd delved into every inch of the game's plot, detesting its cliché endings, and settled on the Third Capture Target──a route with an after-story that had at least a scrap of nuance. As for the four Capture Targets...they were all bound to cross paths with him sooner or later, like moths drawn to his reluctantly blazing flame.
