Edited by RinRin
Shan Ziwei stared at that ridiculously long setting and was utterly baffled.
Fiery desire he knows, passionate desire he knows, but what in the tarnation is frigid desire???
Suddenly reminded of Bluebeard’s deranged plot of killing his wives then concealing the corpses, Shan Ziwei realized that maybe ignorance is bliss; it was probably better for him to live his entire life without knowing what frigid desire was. He was even further convinced by the fact that this term was contained in this scenario full of bad intentions.
However, despite knowing that there was a malicious pit flashing with a ‘you’re fucked’ sign in front of him, Shan Ziwei could only sullenly pick up Bluebeard’s key and head for his dressing room door with resignation.
Scenario Five’s instructions on how to use the key were very clear. First of all, you need a door, any door, as long as there is a key hole on it. Then, plug Bluebeard’s key in it while imagining the place you want to go to. Anyhow, the key basically turns a door into Doraemon’s Anywhere Door.
Shan Ziwei stuck Bluebeard’s key into the closet’s keyhole and yanked the wooden door open while thinking, “I wish to go to wherever Princess Rose is.” When he opened his eyes, what entered his vision was no longer a field of women’s wear, but a shimmery mercury-like screen. Although the other side of the door was covered by a layer of mercury film and not clearly visible, it should be where Princess Rose currently was.
Now, it was time to test his luck.
Purely in terms of probability, the gender of the first person to see him was up in the air. The ratio should be about 1:1. If he met a woman, it would be the fortune of a lifetime, but if he met a man, it would be a tragedy of Shakespearean proportions. However, if you took into account the fact that he set his destination to be by Princess Rose’s side, there was a much higher chance of him meeting a woman. Unfortunately, Murphy's Law existed for a reason, and Shan Ziwei knew that his luck was a faithful follower of Murphy’s law.
Shan Ziwei sighed, and dragged his long skirt along as he walked to the balcony. He broke off a branch of Devil’s-Thorn and returned to the dressing room’s entrance.
Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, luck could be edited with certain skills.
Although the ‘female’ vs ‘male’ dichotomy in scenario 5 was frightening,in actuality, the true determinant was the phrase “to see you”. Shan Ziwei looked at his personal scenarios panel. With the AOE sleep skill on hand, he could thoroughly limit “the first person to see him” to the princess. That was also why he chose to set his destination as “wherever Princess Rose is”. When he goes out and smacks everyone with the sleep skill, he’ll be able to find the princess easily, without climbing up and down the castle in search of her.
The “you can’t see me, I can’t see you~” invisibility skill could perfectly take care of whatever negative impact scenario 5 might bring at the cost of a kiss, some points from his Heart’s SP, and a few hits on his remaining integrity.
Anyway, it’s better to explore the situation with invisibility first.
Shan Ziwei squeezed his eyes shut and walked cautiously through the mercury screened door. It was like passing through a solid layer of jello. His breathing was blocked for a moment by the substance, then he felt a slight breeze; he’d reached the other side.
The surroundings were quiet. Shan Ziwei listened attentively for a while with his eyes closed, but only managed to catch a few drifting murmurs.
“You… to… “
The voice was hazy and indistinct, the vagueness seemed to be caused by the distance. Otherwise, there were no other sounds nearby. After hesitating for a bit, Shan Ziwei finally decided to gamble his luck. He crouched into a ball to make himself as small as possible, and prepared to blink once very quickly to gather as much information as possible with the least amount of exposure.
Only, he didn’t expect to be unable to complete the latter half of the blink. Shan Ziwei stared dumbly at the crowded room in front of him. His eyes widened as his dark irises reflected countless blue dolls.
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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The corner of Shan Ziwei’s eyes twitched. He wasn’t someone with a very large imagination or sense of existence, but why did this group of dolls immediately remind him of himself?
To dispel that lingering sense of strangeness, Shan Ziwei focused on the issue of “where am I?”. Shan Ziwei looked around. He was standing at the entrance of the room. There was an ordinary door behind him that led to a corridor. The Queen’s room and the magical mercury film had all disappeared. Aside from the cloth dolls, there were no real live people around.
Shan Ziwei was puzzled. He’d clearly set the destination as “wherever Princess Rose is”. So, where was the princess???
“Princess.”
Just as soon as Shan Ziwei remembered Princess Rose, he heard the muted echo of “Princess” coming from afar. His heart thumped. He followed the voice to the window and carefully pressed himself against it to look down the castle walls.
There was a rose garden downstairs. Within the vividly red roses stood two people, or rather one stood and one was squatting. This one glance nearly made Shan Ziwei’s eyes pop out of their slots. How could it be them!!!
Squatting within the rose field was a little girl. Her small delicate face with shiny black hair and dark dewy eyes, was clearly the Snow White that he’d just left. The lady standing beside her with a white umbrella gave Shan Ziwei an even greater sense of incredulity. Other than the difference in aura, the woman was identical to the Queen in Snow White’s family of three oil painting.
Under Shan Ziwei’s dumbstruck gaze, the lady tilted her lacy parasol slightly to block the sun for the little girl at her feet. “The sun rays are getting more intense, we should go somewhere else. My little Princess, although we named you Rose, you can’t always plant yourself in the garden ah. “
“A little longer, mother.” The little girl answered delicately without raising her head. She carefully weaved the last rose into the wreath as she added, “I’m almost done.”
The massive amount of information contained in those few words nearly overwhelmed Shan Ziwei. His mind mechanically echoed “Princess Rose’s Mother…” Leaving aside everything else, just by looking at this one scene, it was obvious that the little girl was Princess Rose and the lady was the Queen. But the problem was more than just the amazing scene. Leaving aside the identical appearance of Princess Rose and Snow White, he was here to celebrate the birth of Princess Rose. The little girl in front of him was already nearly 8 years old. Where the heck should he go to attend the newborn celebration??
Shan Ziwei clearly hadn’t taken things seriously enough. He’d entered the correct space, but forgotten about the passage of time. Why did he think that he would see Princess Rose in her infancy the moment he stepped out?
Considering the pair of Princesses and Queens with the exact same appearance and age, Shan Ziwei vaguely discovered that travelling between fairy tales wasn’t easy. The two dimensions were clearly unrelated and parallel in space, yet concepts like the Holy Trinity still applied.
As Shan Ziwei fought to understand the chessboard scenarios, the sweet voice of the little girl, Princess Rose, floated over.
“Done.”
The little princess held up the wreath with both hands, the bright red petals shone charmingly in the sunlight. The Queen leaned down slightly and generously praised, “Very beautiful.”
The little princess’s laugh was even more dazzling than the rose. She stood up and unexpectedly did not place the crown of roses upon the Queen’s or her own head. Instead, she placed it gently on the head of the doll within her arms.
Yes, the doll. The same blue doll as the countless ones surrounding Shan Ziwei. The roughly two feet tall doll being tightly held by the child.
This was probably not the first time as the queen was somewhat helpless and indulgent as she said, “You still like that witch so much. Why do you admire her so when you have little to no impression of her?”
The word “witch” hit Shan Ziwei’s soul like a hammer. When his mind cleared, he turned to look at the Queen, the Princess, and finally the dolls. Wait, so these really were…
The conversation downstairs continued.
“I like to collect everything related to her.” Princess Rose hugged the doll close to her face. She peered through her long curled eyelashes to her mother, “Mother, tell me about the witch again.”
“Honey, I think you can already recite everything backwards. Why don’t we talk about some other fairy tale like Snow White or Princess Donkeyskin instead?” Under the little princess’s yearning eyes, the Queen soon relented. “Well alright, let’s talk about the witch again.”
“Once upon a time, there was a witch in Fairytale Kingdom. When you were born, your father was very happy, and he held a big party when you were one month. We invited many people to attend, one of which included the witch. “
As the Queen told the story, a few cute wrinkles rose on the little princess’s nose. She seemed to be holding her breath anxiously with excitement.
“On the day of the celebration, it was a sunny afternoon like this one. When I was walking around with you in my arms, the witch suddenly appeared in this exact blue dress.” The queen gestured to the doll. “She gave us a terrible scare. It wasn’t because she was terrifying or scary, no, it was because she took you away. God knows how much my heart shook when you suddenly disappeared from my arms and when she suddenly reappeared with you in her arms.”
By this point, Shan Ziwei had a pressing feeling that the “witch” in the story was him. This was something he could, and would, definitely do. He could even fill in the details based on his behaviour in the story. First, he’d used Bluebeard’s key. Then, finding the situation not to his liking after walking through the door, he’d used the AOE sleep skill and stolen away the princess in the middle of the celebration. Finally, showing up in public after making sure that the princess saw him first.
“The witch had blessed you. She blessed you with beauty, wisdom and kindness, but at the same time she also prophesied that you would… ” The Queen’s voice gradually became heavier. She watched as the little princess quieted down, and finally ended the topic firmly and stiffly. “It’s time for us to go back, Rose. Today a tailor will be here to make you new clothes.”
The little princess pursed her lips, and her lips flushed scarlet with blood. She nodded obediently and followed the Queen outside the garden.
Shan Ziwei watched as the two left. Even though the Queen didn’t finish, he knew what she had been avoiding. It was the standard plot of Princess Rose. However, unlike in the original fairy tale, where there were 13 witches, here the Queen only mentioned one. What’s more, no matter how he thought about it, that witch was definitely him.
It was hard for Shan Ziwei to describe that sense of chronological chaos. To put it simply, the current him was hearing about the future him who was attending a celebration in the past.
There was a subtle sense of the plot being spoiled, but even more so, the shocking relationship of cause and effect. It gave Shan Ziwei the impulse to pick up Bluebeard’s key and walk towards the door. You should probably go to Princess Rose’s month-old celebration and personally witness the rules of causality.
“Click.”
Shan Ziwei plugged Bluebeard’s key into the keyhole. An idea quickly flashed through his mind as he opened the door while thinking, “I want to go to the party celebrating the birth of Princess Rose.”
Wait.
Shan Ziwei pulled out the key and held it up. He stared straight at the little golden key with bloodstains.
If he could enter Princess Rose’s month-old celebration by thinking “I want to go to the party celebrating the birth of Princess Rose”, then the function of Bluebeard’s key was not as simple as making an Anywhere Door. It not only altered space, but also time itself.
This was very critical for Shan Ziwei as he really needed to skip through time. The princess was currently 8 years old. Shan Ziwei’s game time was only 12 hours, which would yield him barely a fraction of the Princess’s advancement to a stage where love was possible. Originally, he’d thought that he would need to use another wild card for some sort of time traveling skill or item. Now it seems like Bluebeard’s Key may be able to take on this burden as well. The only difference in the new destination was that it included a time point.
Just give it a try.
Shan Ziwei reinserted Bluebeard’s Key into the keyhole. At that moment, he thought “I want to go to wherever the one month old Princess Rose is”.
The door opened. Shan Ziwei closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He once again passed through the colorful mercury film.
“Fwoosh.”
Instantly, newfound noise and heat blasted upon Shan Ziwei. Shan Ziwei heard many, many voices. It seemed that he had entered an enormous party venue. The air was filled with the sweet and savoury aroma of food and a band was playing in the distance.
Around him, people came and went. Shan Ziwei, invisible with his eyes closed, was lost within the crowd. His limbs were so stiff that he quickly lost feeling in them. Soon, someone bumped into Shan Ziwei.
“Ah!”
The shocked cry was cut off before it could even leave the man’s mouth. Shan Ziwei opened his eyes. The Devil’s-Thorn in his hand drooped down and instantly grew to cover the venue grounds.The magnificent banquet, bustling with noise and excitement at first, fell deathly silent with a blink. The entire banquet was like a beautiful painting. Every attendee was frozen in place with their eyes closed, asleep.
Shan Ziwei looked at the male guest who’d bumped into him and pinched himself, trying to pinch away the excitement and arousal that had entered his mind in that moment. He didn’t like, or rather hated, banquets. It was something like a traumatic experience for him, like being bitten by a snake once, and avoiding rope for the rest of his life.
With the pain, the excitement faded, but the mental discomfort remained, as if intensified by the pain. The familiar scene caught him like a deer in the headlights. No matter how much he didn’t want to remember it, some sporadic memories still floated into consciousness.
“Ah, I’m sorr–”
“Wow, that man actually got aroused.”
“Ugh, that’s so perverted.”
Stop. Don’t look at me. The young man curled up bitterly to hide his embarrassing state. Don’t look at me like that.
He already knew he was wrong, so please. Don’t remind me like this. I will obediently stay in the house quietly and become a living ‘ghost’.
Iz: Ahhhh our poor Shanzi
Rinrin: poor Shanzi, who doesn’t know of the possibility of other crossdressers who will mess up his plan of only appearing before females. Lighting a Candle for a moment of silence🕯️(Wait….so doesn’t that mean little Princess Rose has already fallen into frigid desire???The….the dolls????)
Iz: Time travel is so confusing Orz
(also I messed up scheduling I hope no one noticed_(:3 」∠)_)
Basically a dimensional door that take you anywhere you want 
Thanks for the chapter!! （＾∇＾）
Oof jesus SZ eu for your life! Kakakakakkaka scape from little princess frigid desire!
Oof jesus SZ run for your life! Kakakakakkaka scape from little princess frigid desire!
Thanks for the chapter! 💕
Aw poor Shanzi :—(((
Thank you for the great translation ♥️
It’s alright dear Shanzi our ML will accept everything about you… So hurry up and get together already!!! BTW I’m confused about our dear ML’s situation and character… Like who’s really who? And how can I know which one is ML???
:;(∩´﹏`∩);:
Thank you for the chapter!!!~ ฅ’ω’ฅ
I have a theory that our Ghost is the creator of Gaia, the first version that later controlled the world. and that it was the AI that decided to freeze him for all these years just to keep him alive and let him wake up in a world throughly Gaia’s…which means the Dean should also be someone related to Gaia because he lied about his parents, then the elf and also Simon, but Gaia is for sure Host, The World and little Gaia. Also can be the monster from the last arc!
My heart aches for our little MC, all he wants is love and he’s been rejected by the world because of his condition 😭 don’t worry, Gaia will love you, Shanzi