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LADY MISFORTUNE

"P-PRINCESS NEOMA, let's calm down."

Neoma turned to Dahlia when she sensed her nervousness. And sure enough, the Black Witch looked anxious after seeing her cursed at the stars or whatever. [She's still the same klutz I remember from the past.]

Lovely klutz, at that.

You know, the clumsy yet kind main character type.

"The Stars are already afraid of Your Royal Highness, so let's not scare them anymore, please," Dahlia begged her in a tiny voice. "They're just doing their job, Princess Neoma."

"And clearly, they're not doing their job well if they put all the hard stuff on my small shoulders," Neoma said, then she pinched the bridge of her nose. But she immediately stopped when she realized her Papa Boss's habit had rubbed off on her. [Papa Boss often pinches the bridge of his nose when he's stressed out…]

She didn't know how to feel now that she developed a habit because of spending so much time with her Papa Boss.

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