“Where… is this place?”
The girl’s confused murmur echoed through the empty room.
She blinked blankly at the soft, clean bed, the old but tidy room, and the reflection of the city cast by the setting sun through the window.
She seemed to be lying in the bedroom of a house in some residential area.
However?
Her surroundings were incredibly unfamiliar.
Why was she here? And… who was she?
*Hiss*… her head hurt so much.
A look of pain appeared on the girl’s face.
She rubbed her temples to try and ease the headache, but a sudden creak drew her attention.
The door was pushed open, and a petite black-haired girl walked in, holding a mug.
There was a look of joy on the black-haired girl’s face.
“Great, you’re finally awake.”
‘Who… is she?’
The girl couldn’t remember.
Her mind was a complete blank; she couldn’t recall anything.
“Who… who are you?”
The black-haired girl’s smile froze, and a flash of disappointment crossed her face.
“Wei Ya, don’t you remember me? I’m Bai Yu.”
“Bai Yu?”
The girl murmured the name, but there were no related memories in her mind.
“I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay. As long as you’ve woken up, that’s enough.”
The girl could sense Bai Yu’s suppressed emotions.
If she hadn’t been holding the mug, she probably would have hugged her and started crying by now.
“Have some water first.”
Looking at the cup Bai Yu handed over, the girl hesitated for a moment before taking it.
She could feel that the black-haired girl before her had no ill intent.
Those beautiful purple eyes were filled with nothing but concern for her.
“I’m sorry, I don’t seem to remember anything. May I ask, what are we to each other…”
“We’re lovers.”
“Eh?”
The girl’s hand shook, and she almost spilled the water in the cup.
‘Lovers?’
‘That should be someone very important… but why don’t I have any impression of this girl claiming to be my lover?’
*Hiss*… her head hurt.
Every time she tried to recall her memories, the intense stinging pain forced her to stop.
“I’m sorry… I can’t remember anything.”
“It doesn’t matter. It’s enough that you’re awake. How is your body feeling? Does anywhere else hurt?”
The girl shook her head gently.
There was no pain anywhere else in her body, only her head.
“Then don’t push yourself. If you can’t remember, then you can’t. Drink some water first.”
“Okay…”
The girl nodded slightly and took a cautious sip from the cup.
The water temperature was perfect — neither too cold nor too hot.
“Thank you…”
“There’s no need for thanks between us. Even if you’ve forgotten, please treat me as a friend. Don’t be too formal. Wei Ya, if you’re still not feeling well, sleep a bit longer. I’ll go prepare dinner now. If you need anything, just call me.”
Having said that, Bai Yu turned and left the room, gently closing the door.
Silence returned to the room.
The girl still couldn’t remember anything, but she felt no sense of danger from the girl calling herself Bai Yu.
Those purple eyes held nothing but revolving concern for her.
‘Are we really… lovers?’
***
‘Lovers?’
Standing outside the bedroom door, the gentle expression on Bai Yu’s face vanished instantly as she let out a long sigh.
It seemed her “performance” just now was successful.
That amnesiac Great Witch hadn’t turned on her immediately but had instead maintained a skeptical yet accepting attitude.
However, making her believe completely with just one sentence was impossible.
“Whew… anyway, the first stage of the deception plan went smoothly. I probably managed to trick her.”
She and the person lying on the bed were not in a romantic relationship; in fact, today was only the first time the two of them had spoken.
All the concern she had shown was merely Bai Yu’s acting.
As for why she was doing this, it was simple: Bai Yu was a Transmigrator, and she wanted to survive.
The world she had transmigrated into wasn’t a standard isekai, but rather a girl’s love Galgame titled *Sweet Concerto Under the Starry Sky*, or *Star Song* for short.
As a Transmigrator, entering a girl’s love game and becoming a girl herself should have been good news.
She should have lived a sweet daily life, getting close to various girls.
But of all things, she just had to transmigrate into this game called *Star Song*.
This game was a total piece of trash, and a fraudulent one at that.
When it was being promoted, it focused on the beautiful daily lives of girls being intimate, and the promotional art was filled with such CGs.
In the actual game, those CGs did exist.
But if you wanted to see the CGs?
Come, come, you had to clear the game’s hellishly difficult combat first.
For a Galgame, it contained a massive number of combat segments.
Even if you ignored that, it had a hardcore cultivation system that didn’t fit the Galgame genre at all.
The battle difficulty was absurd; with bosses that were basically rabid dogs, the player character’s performance was comparable to someone with polio.
It only got slightly better in the late game once several heroines were unlocked to join the fight.
Every battle before that was pure suffering — you’d just have to take the hits in silent despair.
The plot was even more outrageous, seemingly designed to be as disgusting as possible.
The only decent thing about it was that the heroine designs were genuinely beautiful, and the adult CGs were top-tier.
If you wanted to see those CGs during normal gameplay, you had to push through the main story and endure clunky controls comparable to someone with polio to defeat those rabid bosses.
So, after hearing about *Star Song’s* reputation, Bai Yu first looked up the adult CGs, got a basic gist of the plot, and was just about to see for herself if it was truly that bad when she suddenly transmigrated.
‘Ahahaha… you should always smile while playing games… smile my ass.’
Transmigration aside, it wouldn’t have been so bad if she had become the protagonist or one of the heroines.
At least their combat power was decent, which would ensure her survival in this malicious world.
Instead, she had become a Cannon Fodder character.
As if fate were mocking her, when Bai Yu regained the memories of her past life, she found her Cannon Fodder self in the middle of a mission to suppress the Pale Witch.
‘Me? Fighting the Pale Witch?’
‘You have to be kidding me.’
That was a famous “trash boss” who appeared in the middle of *Star Song*, notorious for insane difficulty and unfair moves that stumped countless players.
A piece of Cannon Fodder like her would be insta-killed the moment she stepped up.
Thus, once Bai Yu grasped the situation, she fled the scene at lightning speed.
After the commotion on the battlefield died down, she carefully poked her head out.
The Witch had been successfully suppressed, but before dying, she unleashed a suicidal move that wiped out the Suppression Squad.
On the surface, that was how it looked, but Bai Yu, who knew the plot, knew better.
The Witch wasn’t actually dead; she was heavily injured, had lost her memory, and was later picked up by someone.
In the subsequent plot, the amnesiac Witch briefly joined the Protagonist Party, only to backstab them later when her memories returned right before the final boss.
If the plot hadn’t changed due to her transmigration, then the heavily injured, amnesiac Witch should be lying somewhere on the battlefield right now.
For Bai Yu, surviving in this peril-filled world with her Cannon Fodder strength was impossible.
Naturally, she needed a powerful thigh to cling to.
And what could be a better thigh than a former boss who had lost her memory, whose mind was temporarily a blank slate, but who still possessed overwhelming power?
Thus, what Bai Yu needed to do was bring back the Pale Witch, whose real name was Loweia, and stain that blank slate with her own colors.
Before her memories returned, Bai Yu wouldn’t have to worry about survival as long as she stayed close to Loweia.
As for what to do when the lie was exposed?
‘It’s a long way off anyway; I’ll just enjoy myself for now.’
*Cough*… of course, Bai Yu had plans for that too; she would leave herself a way out.
Alright, the foundation was laid, the actress was in place, and the stage was set.
A gentle smile returned to Bai Yu’s face.
Next, it was time to prepare dinner for her injured “lover.”